[Comprehensive] Goddess Reserve

"Hey, your pen fell off." When she was patted on the shoulder, Jiajia looked at her pencil case stupidly, and then at the pen handed over by the other party. Mickey's head is cute, but there are shallow eyes on his ears. The bitten marks are indeed hers.

"...Thank you." Jiajia raised her head and smiled at the boy who picked up her pen.

The handsome young man scratched his head because of her shy smile: "It's okay, we are classmates."

Jiajia blinked, and was about to ask about his class, but the expression on his face suddenly became extremely ferocious and fearful. As if being torn apart vigorously, a pointed head with a pale metallic luster pierced the eyes, and the head flew up. Under the eyes, except for the pitch-black umbrella, everything was covered with the color of blood.

"Ah—" Twitching all over, the girl who was struggling to wake up from the nightmare stared blankly at the ceiling, and the next moment, she shrank herself into the quilt in fear, not daring to look out, for fear that there would be another nightmare in reality reenactment.

"Jiajia." With a familiar gentle smile accompanied by a calming tone, Kuroro pulled down the tight quilt covering Jiajia, watching her pale and pale face condensed with overly frightened emotions , It's really pitiful and cute.

Jiajia's dull eyes turned to Kuroro's face, and after a long while, she finally woke up from the nightmare, her eyes were reddened uncontrollably, and she stretched out her hand: "Ku, Kuroro..."

Kuroro sighed, and reached out to hug the girl lying on the bed.

Falling into Kuroro's arms, Jiajia's long-suppressed fear was released, and she couldn't help crying.

"Wow... so scary, so scary... it's all blood... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"The head...the head was cut off...it's terrible..."

Kuroro looked at Jiajia who was crying and out of breath. Her words were also vague, with both common language and Chinese, which was even more vague and incomprehensible, but from then on Judging from the occasional words, it was obvious that he was frightened by Fei Tanna's murderous actions.

No need to think about it, Kuroro can also guess that a good baby living in such a strict legal society, when encountering such a bloody scene, it is considered that she has a strong nerve and is not scared.

I don't know how long I have been crying. Jiajia, whose spirit has not improved due to lethargy, fell into a dream again exhausted. Kuroro looked at the completely soaked front, carefully stuffed Jiajia back into the bed, and then left the bedroom.

Sitting cross-legged, Xia Ke was fiddling with the tablet that Jia Jia had lent him, next to a similar tool that was assembled, apparently only halfway through.

Feitan sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. From such a small distance, he could naturally hear the movement in the bedroom clearly. He could completely imagine what that idiot looked like when he was frightened and crying. He probably would shy away from him when he saw him in the future. Bar.

Kuroro directly took off the completely invisible shirt and threw it aside: "Xiaxia, where is the entrance to the underground black market here?"

"No.13 on East Street, it's called Tingting Milk Tea Shop." The knight turned his head and looked at it with great interest, "Well, do you want to take your little one there?"

"It's hard for me to cry all the time." Kuroro said with a smile, "I really want to see her cry more miserable expression."

Xia Ke couldn't help feeling that, in some respects, the most scumbag was the smiling and gentle captain.

When Jiajia woke up again, it was dark again, and only a small desk lamp was still on in the bedroom. Kuroro sat on the small sofa by the window, holding a book, under the hazy halo , handsome like a beautiful oil painting.

"Are you hungry?" Kuroro asked suddenly without raising his head.

Jia Jia grabbed the quilt and felt that the ubiquitous sense of fear had subsided, but she still didn't dare to get up from the bed, so she could only nod her head a little, not only because she was hungry, but her thirsty throat was almost smoldering Yes, that scene of crying really took her a lot of energy.

Kuroro closed the book in his hand, threw it on the table beside him, walked to the bed and bent down: "Hey, I'll take you out to eat."

Jia Jia shrank back subconsciously, shook her head quickly, licked her dry and peeling lips, and her voice became a little hoarse: "Don't go out."

"Good boy." Kuroro touched her head, "Change first, I'll wait for you to come out."

This is what it means to be undeniable.

Facing Kuroro like this, Jiajia felt inexplicably terrified, even more terrified than seeing Feitan kill people. She clasped her hands under the quilt, both hands were cold and cold, and the palms were covered with cold sweat. Kuroro went out and closed the door, she leaned against the head of the bed for a while, and got up honestly to change her clothes.Intuition told her that she had to be obedient.

With a gentle and gentle smile still on Kuroro's face, he led the pale-faced Jia Jia out.

Take a taxi to the NO.13 milk tea shop on the East Street. Ku Luoluo took Jia Jia to pay with the card at the front desk, and got a black card from there. Then he found the No. 08 box and put the card by the door I swiped the card slot of the card slot, and the door that seemed to be able to be opened was opened sideways, and the inside that looked like a box was not a box at all, but a long corridor with black as the keynote, with a beautiful hanging hanging above the head. The crystal lamp, the floor is covered with a scarlet carpet, and there is no end in sight from the end.

Jia Jia shrank when she saw this place.

"Where is this?" Jiajia felt that her hands were shaking a little.

"The world you don't know." Kuroro pulled Jia Jia into it.

This long, endless corridor is very quiet, and the quietness made Jia Jia a little scared, but Kuroro held her very warm hand, which was not loose or tight, which made her relax a little bit, and she could look up and down. There are oil paintings and sculptures hanging on both sides of the corridor.

Leaving oil painting aside, although Jiajia has a bit of appreciation, it is only compared to the traditional Chinese painting she has learned. For oil painting, she can at most look at it and feel the quality of the painting by analogy. Those sculptures are all kinds of paintings. The shape is very strange, there are straight knight armor standing upright, there are also hanging heads made of animal models, and there are even statues of naked plaster girls holding a vase, no matter in terms of body proportions or faces, they are all lifelike. It was exceptionally vivid, but somehow there was something wrong with the sculpted smile. Jia Jia felt awkward in that sweet smile, but she couldn't help but stop in her tracks.

"What's the matter?" Kuroro looked at Jiajia's dazed expression, followed her gaze to the plaster girl statue, and smiled knowingly.

"I think the expression of this statue looks a bit strange." Jiajia pointed to the face of the statue of the girl holding the vase honestly.

"Strange?" Kuroro smiled slightly, "Of course it's strange."

"Huh?" Jia Jia turned her head in confusion, not knowing why Kuroro smiled so strangely.

"That's a real living person." Kuroro said calmly, telling the truth lightly, "Using cement to solidify the shape alive, and coating it with a layer of plaster powder, the smile of a person who is alive and suffocated will definitely not be natural .”

Jiajia felt that her mind was stunned all of a sudden, and the three views were broken. Compared with this, the murderers and dismembered demons reported by the heaven and the court are nothing. This is the real devil. !

Subconsciously clenched Kuroro's hand, Jiajia felt that she didn't even dare to ask more questions, so she could only back away foolishly, a little further away from the seemingly beautiful but terrifying statue, and then a little further away.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Kuroro gently embraced Jiajia's shoulders and led her to continue walking inside.

There are not many statues in this long corridor, and there are many statues in human form, men and women, holding vases, holding spears, posing in prayer poses, and making sports gestures, if it is not for Kuroro Road If the truth is revealed, Jiajia is really amazed that there are so many fine art statues in such a small corridor, but when she knows the inside story of all this, she just thinks it's scary and disgusting. vomit.

"The boss here loves beautiful things. He loves to kill beautiful things at the most beautiful moment, make them into statues, and keep them for a long time." Kuroro explained, looking at Jia Jia who was already trembling like a frightened bird, his tone was still gentle, "He runs the biggest casino in the city, the hotel, all the entertainment, with a lot of power."

Open the door at the end of the corridor, across the silent corridor, behind this door is a gorgeous and lively banquet hall.

In the banquet hall, men and women wearing all kinds of gorgeous dresses, or dancing to the beautiful music, or standing in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, the end is very lively.

The exact opposite world from that creepy corridor.

"Welcome to the other world." Kuroro clung to Jiajia's ear, and softly spit out words like a devil's temptation.