[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

Then on that day, Gintoki lost.

An Zeyi was at the scene at the time, watching the little Yinshi fell to the ground by Jin Zhu's sword, an unexpected bewildered look, and he was smiling in his heart.

Oops, if a child fails and suffers setbacks once or twice, he will grow better and better in the future.

An Zeyi, whose physical attributes are really useless, did not admit that he was gloating at the loss of Yin Shi, who likes to claim that he is gifted in martial arts.

There is no overnight feud between children, especially when Yinshi, who has never lost before, is defeated, everyone surrounds Jinzhu Gong and cheers.

When Jin Zhu said proudly, "Am I from the same sect as you guys?", Anze suppressed a smile, and said innocently: "Ah, didn't you? I thought you had joined my sect a long time ago." .”

"After all, you are very active in practicing sword every day... No, you are here to kick the hall."

Oh, the meaning of this ridicule is too obvious, Jinzhu Xiaozheng, who is still a child physically and mentally, blushes directly.

The scene was so joyful that another child whose heart had just been injured suffered another heart injury.

"Hey! Where is the happy atmosphere coming from!" Gintoki was furious: "That kid is here to kick the gym! The myth of invincibility in the dojo has been broken! My virginity/female/membrane has been pierced!"

"Yinshi, I never sent you to have sex change surgery..." An Ze complained, who taught this brat what Nima said.

The child of Katsura Kotaro over there who has always had a good relationship with Jinsuke and who also comes here often (An Zeyi: I always feel that this surname sounds like a "wig", uh, it is impolite to comment on other people's surnames, and it is a sin) While talking with the rice ball and Yinshi, when he said "who said you can eat it, just pinch it", Anze who had already taken a rice ball and ate it blinked his eyes: "Sorry, I already ate it .”

"So fast!"

There was a burst of laughter, and An Zeyi suddenly remembered what his grandmother had said to him before his death: "Yiyi, when you are happy, smile from the bottom of your heart."

An Ze raised the corner of his mouth.

Then at dusk that day, Yinshi told him a bad news.

Gui Xiaotaro told Yinshi that an official sent to check the private school tonight, the best possibility is that the private school was disbanded and he was driven away.

Anze didn't care about anything, he was just a lonely soul in a dream in this world, but he couldn't hurt these students who trusted him.

result.

After he sent the children back to their respective homes, he found that the most bearish child, Yinshi, had disappeared.

In the middle of the night, where the brat went, it's hard to guess, isn't it?

"Matsushita Village School, disciple of Yoshida Shoyo, Sakata Gintoki."

"Ditto, Katsura Kotaro."

"Ditto, Shinsuke Takasugi."

"Come on."

This is what An Ze heard when he came to find Yin, the voices and words of the three children.

"What do these brats want to do!" The patrolling warrior put his hand on the knife wound and said, looking like he was going to do something.

For the three children, An Zeyi was moved, but for the adult samurai who intended to use real swords against the three children holding wooden swords, Anzeyi was angry.

That's just kids!

And this kind of anger, accompanied by the tyrannical power of May the Lord gushing out of the body, should not be underestimated.

"Please don't draw your swords." An Zeyi, who was standing behind the warrior, said coldly, with a rare cold and sharp tone.

"I hope both sides can exercise restraint and let it go." He said: "Please don't force me to draw the knife."

"Yoshida Matsuyo, you bastard!"

"I'm free to exaggerate and slander you. If you think we're in the way, you can just move away from here. But," An Ze walked forward as he passed through them, and then struck out with lightning speed. Cut off their penis, and then said the words of the second class domineeringly: "If you dare to face my students with swords, and really subvert a mere country, it is not impossible."

Don't say he is bragging to scare people, his An Zeyi's body is useless, but Yoshida Shoyo's body is really all kinds of powerful and awesome.

Besides, at a time like this, kindness means being bullied, and it doesn't matter if he is alone, but the students who need his protection are here now.

He can't be softhearted, let alone retreat.

Sure enough, those people were scared away.

Seeing Jinsuke and Kotaro say that they want to be his students and learn from him, Anze was deeply moved.

Ah, so in this world, I am also needed.

Then, after that night, Anze had an extra little tail.

That's right, a little tail, that kid Kotaro treats him, except he acts like a baby when he wants to eat buckwheat noodles, buckwheat buns and buckwheat cakes, other attitudes are very kind and respectful, and that kid Jinsuke......

"Teacher! Teacher, can you see if the word Jinzhu is written well?"

"Teacher! Teacher, can you explain to Jin Zhu again? I don't quite understand."

"Teacher, Jin Zhu, Jin Zhu will work hard."

"teacher………………"

"Teacher Songyang, you dote on Jinzhu too much!" Yinshi complained and enviously looked at Jinsuke who was holding Anze's arm with a well-behaved yet dependent face and said.

"The teacher likes me the most. If you are jealous of Yinshi, just tell me." Jin Zhu thought that Anze couldn't see it, and secretly made a face at Yinshi.

An Zeyi just smiled and patted the heads of the two children.Then Jinsuke still tugged on his sleeve and didn't let go.

"Teacher, An Zeyi, who is it?" Jin Zhu took a book from the shelf, opened it, and saw a bookmark with ink painting on it, signed An Zeyi and three words.

An Ze was taken aback.

That was the first time Shinsuke Takasugi saw his beloved teacher, and he lost his mind with a sense of loss, and even lost sleep at night to the point of leaning on the window to play the shamisen lightly.

"Ah, very important, very important name."

Is it important to be a name, but not a very important person?Could it be that this name once belonged to the teacher?Jinsuke didn't say anything more.He didn't know, but he kept it in mind.

An Zeyi taught students like Jinsuke and Kotaro for four years, and watched them grow from 10-year-old children to 14-year-old boys.

However, An Zeyi did not participate in the future of these children.

Because he was arrested.

On that day, the fire that ignited the private school burned wildly, and An Zeyi was arrested because of the "leniency sweep" campaign.

Of course, those people dressed as monks were able to capture him so easily, not only because they threatened some students with Yinshi, but more importantly, because of An Zeyi's intuition.

He intuitively felt that he would leave this world because of this opportunity.

"Inflated..." The silver-gray curly man with fierce eyes looked at Anze for a long time, and said in a firm tone: "You are not him."

"I'm just Yoshida Shoyo, a rural teacher." An Zeyi smiled quietly. He knew that there were many secrets in his body that he didn't know, but what did those have to do with him?He is just Yoshida Shoyo, just an ordinary teacher.

"Yoshida Shoyang, is it?" He closed his eyes: "I'm obscurity."

He is not Xu, the leader of Tianshaoyuan Naraku, and it is impossible for Mr. Xu to have such a clean and clear soul flavor anyway.

That is a noble and pure soul that cannot be polluted by any blood.

He is Yoshida Shoyo, and only Yoshida Shoyo.

An Zeyi was imprisoned.

Looking at the prison cell full of hay, An Zeyi suddenly wanted to laugh.He has been to prison twice, both times for spreading culture banned by the government.

But this time was different from the last time. The last time he sat in prison, his heart was outside, because his self-confidence let him know that he couldn't stay inside for a lifetime.

But this time, as soon as Anze knew, he might really die.

He hugged his legs, Kurolo, I miss you very much.

The last time he was in prison, he had books and nets to use, but now, except for the bare walls, he can't see anything.

Fortunately, he met a very cute little guard.

"Want to read?" He smiled, looked at the blue-haired girl with the same dark red eyes as Yin Shi, and blinked.

An Zeyi never admitted that there was any taste of abducting a little loli in his tone.

Never admit it.

The little loli's name is Muku, which sounds weird and scary, but in fact she is just a pure child.

Yes, pure child.

Children are clean blank paper at the beginning, but they are changed by adults and the environment in the process of growing up, and finally become what we see.

The same is true for Muku, who has been in this place since before she could remember, learning the skills of killing and martial arts. Except for obedience, no one told her what is justice and right and wrong, what is kindness and what is virtue.

Children will pinch butterflies to death with bare hands, which is cruel in the eyes of adults but in the eyes of children, just do what they want to do.

Killing is the same.

We know that killing is wrong, illegal, and sinful. It is because we have been taught this concept by the people around us, the society and the education we have received since we can remember. But does the newborn know?have no idea.

Hazy met once, did not say anything, did not stop.

In this way, the day of execution came.

"Songyang." Obscure opened the door of the cell, with an indescribable emotion in his long and narrow eyes: "At dawn, execute."

If Songyang is not dead, Master Xu who he follows will not appear, but if Songyang is dead......

He thought that no matter where he was, the soul that could smile, be gentle, kind, and look calm and inclusive like the sky really didn't exist anymore.

"Did you send me off yourself?" Anze paused and said softly.

"No." The person who caused you more pain than me did it.

"That's it." An Zeyi didn't speak.The moment he walked out of the prison, he raised his head and looked at the sky, his heart skipped a beat.

Although the sixth sense and intuition are things that women talk about, but I have to say that An Zeyi's intuition is sometimes accurate.

He had a hunch that he was going back.

"Hazy." He turned his head and looked at the young man with iron-gray hair beside him: "If there is anything in this world that I can't let go of, it's probably only my few students."

"Hao, help me watch them."

Songyang!Oboro raised his head, you guy, did you realize something?

"It's really sad that young people who have a heart of worrying about the country and the people will end up in this fate."

"Is this what you've always wanted to do, Songyang?"

“………… You might as well give it a try and see if your disciple would rather die with you and go to the underworld, or choose the path of killing his master himself in order to survive?”

"It's a punishment that fits your status as an educator, right?"

Let the students kill their own teachers?An Ze thought, what kind of blow and harm would such a thing be to these three children who respect and love their teachers?

The shogunate, no, heaven and earth, such a poisonous method!

The sound of footsteps approaching, An Ze turned his head, and saw Yin Shi who had grown up.

Her silver hair was still disheveled and naturally curly, and her red eyes were only looking at her incompetent teacher.

Ah Yin has grown up.

He twisted his body and tried his best to let his three students appear in his field of vision.

There was kindness and comfort in his eyes, as well as a trace of apology.

I'm sorry, I am incompetent as a teacher, so you children have to go to the battlefield to face life and death so early.

Ah Yin, remember to eat less sweets, it is not good for your health.

Ah Yin, in fact, your natural curls are very beautiful, and there will be good girls who like you in the future.

Jinsuke, remember to wear more clothes when it’s cold. You’re still young, so don’t just wear bathrobes because you think you’re elegant.

Kotaro, the buckwheat buns that the teacher promised you are no longer available. Also, take care of everyone.

You are my greatest pride in this world.

There were a lot of things I wanted to say, but in the end, An Zeyi didn't say a single word.

He just wanted to take one more look at these three children, and one more time at these three students who made him proud.

Because he knew that they would never meet again.

When Yinshi was half a step away from him, he stopped.

Anze looked at him, showing one last smile: "Thank you."

Seeing Yinshi, the child showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and then there was a trace of pain, and Anze opened his eyes.

In front of him was Kuroro's familiar sleeping face.

An Ze blinked his eyes. For some reason, he felt as if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years. He squeezed into Kuroro's arms, kissed him, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Although I don't remember what I dreamed about, but.

I miss you so much, my love.

103. chapter 95

Kuroro found something very strange.

After Anze woke up in the morning, he felt a little weird.

This feeling is like watching a funny comparison who has always been different, successfully evolve into a funny comparison with a little more strength.But having said that, being able to say "I was just thinking about speaking when I was in court and I forgot to be nervous" is such a combination of stupidity and cuteness, it is different from the coquettish sluts outside, and the fundamental changes are different There is no doubt that it is more funny than ordinary people.

Dobby, ah no, daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you?

They have been together for the past few days, and Kuroro doesn't feel that anyone is doing anything to An Zeyi under his nose.Considering his habit of playing silent without asking An Ze, he simply asked him what happened.

Alas, once I've known Anze for a long time, he's becoming less and less obsessed with beating around the bush.

"I had a dream last night." An Zeyi's long eyelashes drooped down, as if he had been wronged, people couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Huh?" Kuroro was a little puzzled what his lover was going to do when he mentioned the dream: "Nightmare?"

An Ze blinked his eyes, raised his head slightly, his snow-white and beautiful face wrinkled slightly: "Well, no matter how I think about it, I can't grasp anything. I don't remember what I experienced in the dream. It feels very strange." It was really strange, so uncomfortable that I wanted to cry, but also so strange that I wanted to smile.

"What did you dream about?" It must not be the previous nightmare, otherwise Hajime would not have reacted like this.

"Huh? I can't remember, it should be a heartwarming story with an unfortunate ending, right?"

"A warm story with an unfortunate ending? Have you been thinking too much about novels lately?" Kuroro couldn't help teasing: "Aren't the novels you write yourself all heart-warming and touching endings? ?”

"Perhaps, Chrollo."

"?"

"I miss you so much."

"…………"

"Also, I think I should be a great swordsman in my dream." Don't think about it if you can't remember it. This is a good habit of An Zeyi: "So, Kurolo, do you want to fight with me? Come on, let's see how strong I am now?"

Kurolo: "..."

Kuroro felt that he was the one who didn't wake up.

He thought that An Zeyi had been wronged recently, or that he was stimulated when he went online.In the end, An Zeyi told him that he had a dream in the middle of the night. Although he didn't remember what happened, he felt that he should be a great swordsman in the dream. At least now he really wants to realize his curry Rod (homophonic of excalibur) to see if you have really improved because of this dream.

What can he say?

Daughter-in-law, you became stronger after a dream, so you haven't woken up yet?

Also, if you are so capable, why don't you go to heaven?

"So Kurolo, let's have a fight after we're full!"

Wow, you dare to ask to compete with him, do you dare to stand on a stool and sing "Conquer" the next moment?

Ku Luoluo began to think silently, how should he release the water so as not to be discovered by An Zeyi, so as not to damage his self-confidence that is so small in force that it can only be found with a microscope?

It feels so difficult.

It's even harder than tricking the young lady to go to the dangerous ruins.

But compared to this, the most difficult thing now is that under the gaze of An Zeyi's big wet eyes full of expectations, should he open his mouth to reject An Zeyi's unreasonable troubles?

"Kurolo?" It's over, after the eye attack, there is another sound wave attack, this sweet and soft voice, who can refuse?

So before Kuroro came back to his senses, he had already said "yes", this situation should be understandable, right?

It's not that our willpower is not strong, but that the enemy is too cunning!

But to his surprise, Anze held the sword in a pretty good posture, with the speed of the flames, coupled with the super intuition in the blood, well, there is also Ku Luoluo's release of water, the fight is still quite like that one time thing.

Kuroro felt that An Zeyi's appearance was extremely dazzling, his dark eyes glowed with golden luster because of the orange flame of death, a clear and pure flame danced on his forehead, and the golden long sword he held in his hand The aura lingering on it is clear and noble, and one can tell at a glance that the owner of the sword is a pure and noble person.

This kind of breath can be felt, just like whether it is my own cheat book for thieves or Xiaodi's exophthalmos, they all carry a strong bloody smell, and Yingli's materialized weapon □□ has bloody smell , but more introverted, that's because Yingli is a principled person.

And An Zeyi's sword has no blood, no hostility, but only the consciousness of wanting to protect and the nobleness of maintaining the belief in his heart.

It is rare for Xu to experience such a large amount of exercise. An Zeyi's snow-white face is flushed, fine sweat is dripping on his smooth forehead, and his eyes are clear and firm. This is really......

Dazzling.

This person is mine.

This person is mine only.

Such a dazzling one is mine.

My my my my my my my.

When Anze saw Kuroro stop, he stopped himself, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and blinked his eyes: Strange, what happened to this strange thing?

Answer, there has never been a moron in Kuroro's body. The soul of the sick and delicate is online.

"Ahem," Kuroro coughed twice in a disguised way: "Is your materialized weapon just a tool for you to use flames?" Don't you have other abilities?

"Well, there is actually a Wind King enchantment on it, but I removed it." As soon as Anze added the enchantment back, in an instant, the simple and dazzling golden long sword disappeared, but the sword body hit the dagger The clear and loud sword cry still exists.

"Your strength is a bit weaker." Ku Luoluo commented, to be honest, An Zeyi's weapon is really good, sharp and strong, and the Wind King enchantment on it can also catch people by surprise.But Anze's wrist strength is too weak, thinking that he usually needs a hammer to eat walnuts, Kurolo wants to sigh.

With such a little strength, his sword is not sharp enough.

So in the end, Kurolo commented fairly on An Zeyi: "The swordsmanship is quite good, the speed is also good, but the strength is too weak. Now you should be able to reach the 100th floor in the Sky Arena."

Although this strength is much worse than that of the brigade, it should be no problem to reach the 100th floor in the Sky Arena.

Even if it goes up, his strength is really not enough.

"Dad is amazing!!!"

As a quiet onlooker who ate fruits and melons, An Luming, who was quietly watching the game as a handsome man, achieved "a real gentleman who watched the game without saying a word" (?). He jumped over and offered the oranges he peeled to his favorite father by the way.

"Thank you baby, oranges are so sweet." Anze, who was fed a mouthful of oranges by his son, felt the sweetness of the sugar oranges in his mouth spread to the depths of his heart.

This child is completely from Kuroro, this well-behaved and sensible child is so caring and filial, Anze is easy to soften his heart at first, how can he face this child who looks like his lover? Don't feel sorry for?

He really loves An Qianming as his own son.

"Father is so powerful, and that sword is so beautiful." The young An Yongming didn't know how to describe the magnificent and gorgeous flames, but he felt that the golden long sword wrapped around the empty orange flames was very beautiful and very attractive. people.

"You will be stronger and better than me in the future, my baby." An Zeyi pressed the child's little cold hand from peeling the orange to his cheek: "You will be the pride of me and your father, baby."

The kindness and gentleness of a father, the filial piety and caring of a son, it looks like a father and son love each other and enjoy each other happily.

Kurolo: What about the agreed family of three?Then I pinch?Is it enough for the two of you to show off your father-son love?Am I the uncle who lives next door or did I buy a mobile phone and recharge it as a gift?Why are you all ignoring my existence?

The most important thing is, shouldn't it be me and Ah Yixiu who are in love with each other instead of you, a little bastard, relying on Ah Yixiu's love and affection with Ah Yixiu's father and son?

Yes, it is said that the daughter is the lover of the father in the previous life, and the son is the rival in love of the father in this life. Even if the three of them are all men, this does not prevent him from looking down on this son.

Although, this son is his own.

Although, this son looks like him.

So, when he heard his son say "Dad, I've grown up" awkwardly and shyly, he walked over and took the little guy who looked so unsightly from his wife's arms: "Since I've grown up, I will Don't lie in your father's arms and act like a baby."

"Ku......"

"Ah Yi, you don't want our son to be spoiled too much, and he will grow up to be a second-generation ancestor in the future, right?"

As the person closest to An Zeyi in the world, Ku Luoluo naturally knows very well in his heart where he can tickle An Zeyi's itch.

In fact, for Kuroro himself, a child is like a pet. If you are interested, you will raise it. If you are not interested, you will throw it on Meteor Street. If you can survive, then you must be a talent.

"Huh?" Ann had never raised a child before. Zeyi was taken aback.

Looking back on the education I and my younger siblings have received, it seems that there is no one who spoils children.Anze, whose thoughts were taken away again, began to think deeply about children's education, and when he finished thinking about it, what he saw was a yard with only Kuroro alone.

"Where's Amin?"

"Oh, I asked him to go back to the house and do a hundred math problems." Kuroro smiled slightly: "What? Ah Yi, do you want to tutor A Ming?"

This topic is too hurtful, An Zeyi quickly changed the subject: "What were you thinking just now, Kurolo?"

"Where we're going on our honeymoon, of course."

honeymoon!The two-person world of sweet honeymoon work!

But thinking that there is still a baby at home, An Zeyi decided to give up this tempting idea.After all, children still need to be cared for.

But who is Kurolo, that is a god-like dumpling, will he be unprepared?

Therefore, Aiwen, who was contacted by Ku Luoluo, as a considerate parent, said that he could temporarily take over the education of the little guy, so that the little nephew and nephew's wife (lao) and daughter-in-law (gong) can play well.

He won't admit that he's old enough to want to raise a child.

An Ze said to think about it, then put down the phone and went back to the bedroom to find Ku Luoluo who had been washed and sat on the bedside to read.

"What's the matter?" Ku Luoluo looked curiously at An Zeyi's expression of deep thought after getting into bed.

"Kulolo, what were you doing when you and Amin were your age?"

"Look for food and water." Kuroro blinked: "I was very weak when I was 3 years old, and the food I worked so hard to find was easily taken away by others." At the same time, strange women appeared in front of him. In front of him, he claimed to be his mother, his sister, his sister, his lover in his previous life, and his future wife.

Of course, there is no need to say this in front of his real, first wife in this life.

An Zeyi: "..."

An Ze stretched out his hand and hugged the other party: "I'm sorry, I reminded you of something unpleasant."

Ku Luoluo: You must have imagined more now, but you have imagined so much, will you cook me the delicious food I like tomorrow?

As a good husband, you should care more about your wife and interact with her more.Thinking of what he had just read on "How to Be a Good Husband", Kuroro stretched out his arms and hugged An Zeyi: "Everything has passed, Ah Yi, Yi Yi, where were you when you were young?"

"It must be nice and pleasing."

"I have been good at reciting and memorizing things since I was a child, and my memory has always been very good. I have memorized "The Analects of Confucius" when I was the age of Amin." An Zeyi nestled in his arms: "I started practicing calligraphy at that time. Chess and Guqin."

"I was in poor health when I was young and was always sick." He whispered: "The most serious time was when I was two years old when I got gastritis and stayed in the hospital for a long time. At that time, I especially envied those who could play outside Noisy peers."

"Kulolo, don't we plan to go out to play next? I want Amin to go to my uncle's place. The children who have been exercising in the military camp are healthy. I would rather that Amin is not smart enough, and I hope he is healthy."

"Well," Kuroro would not say, in order to prevent the little guy from disturbing the world of the two, he originally planned to throw him on Meteor Street.Thinking about it, I felt that it was impossible for Ah Yi to agree, so I changed it to contact Ai Wen.

Anyway, the goal is achieved, and the means used in the middle are negligible, aren't they?

104. Extra Story 7

After becoming lovers with Feitan, Yingli's life has not changed much.The days when I still eat, sleep, become stronger, read and meditate to look at the sky, just look at the sky when Feitan reappears, and when Feitan reappears, the fixed option of watching the sky together without disturbing the other becomes the variable option of Qingqingme with Feitan.

Speaking of it, the so-called Qingqingwowo, except two people can have sex, that is, two people sit together and watch the sky meditate.There are people in Meteor Street who have no tomorrow. Who has so much time to waste on falling in love?

She is Feitan's lover, a lover who stays together and breaks up. She is neither his plaything nor his collection, nor is he his leg pendant. The two are lovers but not conjoined twins. How sticky are they? slimy.

Therefore, thinking back to her previous life, she wanted to laugh when she saw the time traveler in the fan fiction became the brigade's collection.

Life is precious, but love is even more expensive.For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away.This is how the outside world sees it.

What about Meteor Street People?

Bread and water are precious because that keeps life alive.

But what is more precious than life?It is dignity and companionship.

So fellow time-travelers who treat themselves not as human beings but as objects, if you don’t regard yourself as human beings, do you expect anyone to look up to you?A plaything without dignity, no matter whether it has power or not, whether it is useless, immortal or powerful, no one will regret how many times it dies.

Yingli thinks coldly, she has no companions, and she is used to being alone, so she especially values ​​dignity. For this reason, she has always lived independently and strong, which is probably why Fei Tan likes her.

So in the future, when she sees An Zeyi, she will know at first glance that this is a gentle and kind person, and also a person who is extremely arrogant, self-respecting and stubborn in his bones. Kuroro's coercion is destined to kick the steel plate .

She watched Kuroro's desire for Anze Yi go from longing to liking, and she kept on the sidelines.Then when An Ze went to Meteor Street to travel and write articles, and when she saw Meteor Street described by him on the Internet, Yingli knew it.

Kuroro will definitely fall in love with An Zeyi.

Because he understands his soul, he understands the pride and strength of the Meteor Street people.

Well, these are things of the future.

Now she is still thinking about how to leave Meteor Street safely and alive, and her future is just a motivation to motivate herself to become stronger and leave as soon as possible.

So she didn't take part in the Phantom Brigade's affairs, and she didn't use Feitan's relationship to get close to the brigade.

She knew very well that she was just Fei Tan's lover, and she had a completely indirect relationship with the Phantom Troupe, and with so many people eyeing the brigade, she was not interested in being a target.

Life is very important, and onlookers need to be cautious.

It was only after one of their activities that Kuroro came over.

Seeing the double-black boy, Yingli's expression instantly twisted into a hemp rope, and her whole body was in a bad mood.

Well, the other party was not looking for trouble, nor was he causing trouble, but asked her to cooperate and leave Meteor Street together.

This is really a great temptation. How many children who grew up on Meteor Street want to leave here without even dreaming?Yingli believes that the biggest goal of the Phantom Troupe is not to act recklessly around the world, but to leave the hometown of Meteor Street, where they are said to have delicious food, clean water, soft and warm The beds can be slept outside.

So Sakura agreed.

Then, she stayed in the brigade and moved to Feitan's room.

Kuroro asked Yingli if he wanted to join the Phantom Brigade, but Yingli refused.

"I'm used to being alone, it's something else." She smiled and refused: "I don't want to find a companion."

She really thinks this way, she can't imagine that she would sacrifice for her companions like Pike, even if it is the leader, she values ​​her life and dignity, because that is the life she survived with the burden of her comrades and friends who died, And when she and Fei Tan were together, it was easy to say, once the two broke up, it would be so embarrassing to see each other without looking up.

She doesn't want to suffer this.

Through the screen, there are so many wonderful people who I like so much, but when I look closely... there are many shortcomings?

There are many traversers who want to join the Phantom Troupe, but almost all of them are dead.

Those who are capable, regardless of their appearance, whether they are Yujie Lolita or Otome, they will behave smartly, and when they look at the members of the brigade, their eyes are bright and their ambitions are hidden.

Well, it is indeed quite ambitious to want to develop a relationship with someone from the brigade.

To be ambitious means to be restless.

The brigade is a team. Teamwork and team spirit are often very important. There will be entanglements and frictions between people, especially everyone in the brigade is proud of their bones.Didn't you see that after the leader of Youkexin was arrested, Maggie and Feitan Finks almost got into a fight over a disagreement?

Kuroro's strength and mind are important and valuable, but the most important thing is that he can balance the relationship between team members, so that everyone in the team can have centripetal force and cohesion towards the team.

And the existence of restlessness is absolutely unacceptable.

And as an aborigine in the eyes of a traveler, looking at them from another angle as a bystander, the eyes of those fellow villagers look at them, just like looking at characters in cartoons, either obvious or hidden but still unconscious of high above.

Sakura felt that this kind of gaze was really annoying.

He deserved to be pitted by Kuroro!

But she found out that in her previous life, the little friends on the Internet deduced from the plot of Kuroro and Nyon that the head of the group is a master of picking up girls. It's really not a lie. She doesn't know what's going on in the original book. In this world where there are as many time travelers as dogs, Kuroro is completely trained with these time travel fellows who have gone on to become cannon fodder!

From a glamorous young woman to an innocent beauty, from a lovely and pitiful virgin to a flamboyant and enthusiastic sister, from a delicate and soft Lolita to a charming mature woman, there are many suitors for any kind of group leader. I have it.

#Everyday looking at different styles of hometown push groups **oss, more sour than watching TV dramas#

#剧情辣味好辣味饭, Mama no longer worries that I can’t eat anymore#

#818Spicy black-bellied beast **oss#

but probably the pursuit