Shura's Prisoner

, instinctively stretched out his hand to signal for a hug, and didn't mind the murderous intent brought by his slender and sharp pupils, nor the strong smell of blood emanating from his black clothes, he still smiled naively.

A strange light flashed in the boy's eyes, as if he was thinking.It will take a while though, he just killed someone.Those who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth challenge themselves, because the strength is close, so it is a little tricky.But it was also because of this that he was so excited.Because only in this way will the thrill of victory be more intense.So it became what it is now.

It doesn't matter if you kill another one, it will only increase his pleasure.In such a cruel world, either you kill or you are killed.It's that simple.Obviously, the boy in front of him does not belong to the latter

Take killing as a habit, as a matter of course, or... as fun!

The raindrops were still lighting carefully, as if they were afraid of offending the young man.

But the baby was a little dissatisfied.At this point, the boy stopped thinking and turned the umbrella slightly towards the baby to protect him from the rain.Let your broken hair get wet.

He probably stood in the rain for a long time, long enough for him to look at the little creature so calmly.There was no killing, no excitement, and no rush.He just watched quietly, seeing the silver brilliance emitted by the air of life reaching to the sky, looking at the blessings flowing down from the Milky Way.That scene was too spectacular, as if the baby had the consciousness to disobey even the sky!

The sight finally gave him an idea

"Sure, kid, from today onwards, your life is mine." He knelt down, looked at the child, and said in a cruel tone.The baby didn't understand, but she smiled happily as if she knew everything.

Whoever picks it up belongs to him, and the right to dispose of it is also in the hands of that person.Whether you want to live or die, it is up to the person who picks it up.Fight if you want, fight if you want to regain the initiative!The winner gets a new disposition, the loser loses everything.This is also one of the practices of Meteor Street.

The rain is getting lighter, just like the mood of a teenager suddenly enlightened.

Even at night, you can feel the clearness, and the stars sneak out from the dark corners, embellishing the night with brilliant light spots.

The boy put away the umbrella, turned it over, and lifted the cradle lightly with the handle, using a delicate sense of balance to keep the cradle from falling.The child was still smiling, as if thanking him, and seemed to be simply amused by the slight shaking.

She squeaked, as if she was saying thank you, and the boy couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips

A few years later, when the baby had grown into a child, she knew that the person who brought her back was Feitan

girl close to nature

Many years later, Hisoka will make a character analysis report on [Qi].

Among them, the personality of the trait department is: individualism, and has a leadership temperament.

It was a boy with thicker black hair than Ye.His eyes are an abyss more sinking than the night.In other words, he himself is the darkness—Krollo Rushiru.

As for Kuroro, he already possessed the above temperament at a very young age.He is thoughtful, calm and capable, and is an excellent commander and decision maker.Undoubtedly, these points will become more and more clear in the future polishing.

Although he lived in such a corrupt place like Meteor Street, he didn't rot with this place, instead, he emerged from the mud without staining it.The earthy smell of yellow sand collides with the smell of rotting garbage, and that smell can be detected everywhere.Heavy and depressing.Dust dances in the air with the cool breeze on the mat.

When not fighting, he would sit leisurely in a secret base and gaze at the distant scene.He thought it was the best place to watch the dusk, and it was also a place where he could relax physically and mentally besides fighting.

Meteor Street has many subdivisions, and the closer the outer area is, the more chaotic the law and order will be. On the contrary, the closer to the Central Elders' Meeting, the better the law and order and living conditions will be.Of course, in order to get a more comfortable life, everyone tried their best to squeeze into the Senate

Kuroro didn't know why he came to such a remote place as District [-], maybe he just wanted to see the beautiful scenery within reach after the yellow sand flew and the wind calmed down.

The sky is not too dark, and with the breezy breeze, the evening other than the killing is extremely fascinating.The color of the sky is always changing, which is hard to figure out.Just as he was lazily stretching his body, a pair of small hands blocked his sight.The air is filled with the unique fragrance of green grass, from the owner of those hands

"Guess who I am?"

In the entire Meteor Street, there is only one person who exudes this fresh vanilla, at least in Kuroro's view, she is the only one

"Nina"

——What is the freest thing in this world?

——It is the wind, thousands of winds, endless winds

——Then I will turn into wind, hundreds of billions of wind!

——It’s not good to be too greedy

——This is not greedy, it's just a great goal!

She said this when she and Kuroro first met.No one saw each other's appearance, Nina hid behind a dry tree, carefully avoiding Kuroro's sight.

Guan Feitan warned her many times not to leave the sixth district casually.But anyone who has been imprisoned for too long will yearn for freedom, so Nina walks very carefully every time, and has never been found.Of course, rather than not finding out, Feitan didn't punish her.

Fei Tan is a man with strong mobility.So Nina has been following him since she learned to walk.When it comes to running away, she is quite confident in her foot strength.

So every time, this little ghost named Nina would go to the holy place in her heart: a cliff in No.15 area.That is the highest place on the periphery of the entire Meteor Street, and you can see far away if you don't blow up the wind and sand.It is a new world that can be accepted after escaping from the decay of Meteor Street itself, escaping from the outskirts that are repelled by the shin

After getting a little satisfaction, she will return to the place where she started at an extremely fast speed.Although such a round trip was short, it gave Nina a little satisfaction.

It was the most relaxing time she could remember.

In fact, Nina spent most of her time with Fei Tan as long as she could remember.It's not hard to imagine what you'll meet around him.Therefore, Nina always has a special feeling for killing.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to sigh: life is too fragile.

In any case, I can't forget that I was involved in a fight between Feitan and someone.When the other party held the idea that it would be good to drag one person to death, Fei Tan ended his life when he was about to kill himself.

That was the first time Nina encountered death so realistically and watched it so closely.

The body that had been cut into two pieces was cut open, and Nina, who was watching from the front, opened her eyes wide and did not react at all due to her panic.Let the blood spew out and spray the young body full of color, engraving the ugliness of death in the mind of the soul.The surviving upper body crawled unwillingly, and the protracted internal organs exploded the last pattern of life on the ground.Staring at the child with unrepentant eyes, the other party firmly grabbed her leg, as if to stain her with his own blood, and then drag her into hell.

That death was printed backwards in her blue eyes, and even though she had forgotten that face now, the ugliness of death could not fade away.Want to scream but can't make a sound, want to escape but have nowhere to escape.this is death...

Seeing this, Fei Tan more thoroughly ended the opponent's life in the next few seconds, and only then did everything forcibly come to an end

But that hot and decaying crimson color has imprinted forever on Nina's soul.

Nina didn't want to kill if possible; she didn't want to be killed at the same time.

This wonderful idea is ridiculous to anyone, however, it is just an idea.If it was really a last resort, Nina would choose to fight the enemy to the death.In order to survive, in order to continue to stay by Feitan's side... But that moment seems to never come, because Feitan will always take the first step and manage everything well.So this baby named Nina, until now, is still pure in heart.

However, the inadvertence of that day was the root of her reversal of fate.

That day, Nina who arrived at the cliff failed to enjoy the breath of freedom, but was attracted by a back.It was only later that Nina realized that Kuroro attracted her because of his own purity.

At the same time, at the same place, Kuroro also felt the existence of that monster.

Even if you don't look back, you can easily feel that a strong pressure is coming.Kuroro did not feel any emotion similar to fear, but was attracted by the endless air current.After being amazed, Kuroro did not act rashly, but stayed in place safely, planning to see how the other party would act, and then make countermeasures.

And Nina made the same choice.

The two were in a stalemate like this, and neither of them spoke, as if someone's words stirred the air, and the battle would be on the verge of breaking out!

The passing of the wind accidentally opened the dialogue, mixing Nina's unique fragrance of green grass with the yellow sand all over the sky.

Even though there is only one back view, Kenina still feels the strength of the other party.She figured something to say to pave the way for her escape, and that conversation started.

What surprised the other two was that Nina never thought that someone would answer her seriously.And Kurolo never thought that in a place like Meteor Street, someone would ask such a question.So the two had the same question almost at the same time: What kind of person is the other party?

Kuroro's heart is broad and free. Deep in his heart, there is