Chapter X

The entrance was pitch black, and there was no sound, and there was a faint sense of ominousness.

The anchor didn't take off his shoes, and rushed directly to the stairs leading to the second floor, and after pedaling and climbing up, he was about to kick the door again, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as the wind blew, the door that was originally covered slowly opened with a squeak.

He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly ran in.

There was still no light on in the room. But a little bit of the afterglow of the setting sun lurked in through the half-closed window, casting a halo on the tightly wrapped quilt. I wrapped myself in the quilt and curled up in the corner of the little bed, and the little mass seemed to tremble.

At this time, he was not in a hurry, and the anchor walked over slowly, sat down on the edge of my Airo's bed, and stared at the mass for a long time - suddenly reached out, grabbed a corner of the quilt, and lifted it violently.

A little red hair with his hands on his knees and tears was revealed.

Xiao Hongmao seemed to be startled by his sudden blow, and he didn't have time to wipe his nose. The anchor looked at his nose, eyes, and mouth with a wrinkled face, and sighed unbearably as he looked at him, and contributed his sleeves to wipe his face. After wiping his face, the anchor asked directly: "Is it that something is disobedient?"

I lowered my eyes, choked up, staring at my sandy feet, and didn't speak.

The anchor wanted to touch his head, but as soon as his hand reached out, he retracted again.

Bo Feng Shuimen reminded him: "There are people outside the house. ”

"Then listen to me." The anchor's love finally calmed down, and he said a lot of words very quickly: "I probably guessed that your father doesn't want you to have a father to die, and he must not be used to me who leads you astray, maybe someone will kill me tomorrow, or simply let you kill me with your own hands......"

"But I don't want to die."

He couldn't help but smile, though no one saw it.

No...... Think...... Die......

Suddenly, I had a panic in my heart that I had never felt before. It's like the mood he felt when he saw Yakshamaru fall in front of him that day, looking at the spreading blood.

No, there's something different.

He didn't understand what this painful and frightened mood meant. Yaksha Pill is good to him, Yaksha Pill is dead, and it is a lie to him to sue him. A-Ning was also good to him, and he didn't want him to die.

However, A-Ning, who was kind to him, looked at him like this, and a cold voice came to his ears:

"Well, I'm going to have to kill you first...... Wow click. ”

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Silent.

"Ahh!!h Ahhh

A terrible force erupted from the little child's body, painful and desperate.

I love Luo to think to myself, Aning doesn't want to die, and he's right.

But - he tried to kill him again.

It's a contradiction.

It's painful.

In a trance, the sand full of murderous intent had already wrapped around him, condensed together, and rushed forward inexorably.

Then I heard a bang, and something sharp pierced through the **.

Tick, tick.

I looked blankly at the blood that had fallen to the floor, drop by drop, forming a small pool of blood.

His heart suddenly twisted.

The sand had already made a choice for him......

"Ah...... Caught it. ”

A familiar voice, with a shudder of pain. As if he had suddenly come to his senses, he looked up and saw Aning's hands grasping the pillar of sand that had passed through his abdomen, tightly. He was still walking forward step by step, and the sand pillar moved little by little, leaving an elongated blood stain on it.

"My acting skills are really good, isn't the end note added at the end very much like a villain?" The anchor was quite pleased. An invisible man answered him with mixed feelings.

With the movement of his hands, the faint golden mang, which was barely visible, flowed into the pillar of sand along the scar on the back of his hand, invading little by little, grabbing the tail of the proud tailed beast.

One of the tails in my Airo suddenly let out a howl of horror.

Of course, the feeling of being pierced was painful, as if something extremely rough was constantly rubbing, and hot blood was dripping down all at once. The anchor's expression didn't change much, he walked up to Xiao Hongmao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, as usual, and the sand quickly dispersed as if to avoid it, so that the outstretched hand pressed smoothly on my air's stomach.

Zero-distance contact, it is more convenient for the plug-in gentleman to clean up the disobedient tail.

The anchor said softly in a voice as warm as a spring breeze: "It's you, huh?" The voice changed: "Don't listen to my words in the future!" ”

The one who was violently beaten by an unknown object but couldn't escape because of the seal: "Listen! Listen to it! Oh my God—"

"Don't let me Ailuo sleep well!"

"Ouch! Ouch - let! Let's ah! What are you don't hit help! Oh! ”

It's cool to have a plug-in! The sand escaped and disappeared quickly, and the anchor shook it, covered the big hole in his stomach, and struggled not to fall, but fell on my Airo's small bed, and put one hand on the shoulder of Little Red Hair.

As if he was stupid, the little red hair turned his head stiffly, staring at him in a daze with cold sweat, and his eyes seemed to be about to close. He burst into tears, his freshly wiped snot and tears running together.

The gloom that had not been able to stop not long ago reappeared, but it was even more uncomfortable.

"Don't cry, it's not good-looking, crying is still so ugly......" The anchor's voice became softer and softer, but he still insisted on continuing: "This must be my longest last words, you listen first...... Don't listen to your father's nonsense, I won't talk away, at most...... Let you study hard every day, and one day you can beat him, who cares how you play......"

There is also a mention of the park they contracted for, and the eggs on the tree in the park. It wasn't until Bo Fengshuimen couldn't pull back his life no matter how hard he tried, that he said: "I'll bury me in that sand pit immediately, don't drag me, okay?" ”

I buried my head, my shoulders shaking.

"Hey, that's it, tell you quietly, I'll be back." His chin rested on Little Red Fur's head, pretending to be relaxed. "Hmm...... Forgot I was brought by the sand? After you bury me, in a few days, you will find that I didn't lie to you, and the body is gone......"

"Really...... Is it? ”

"Hmm."

He felt himself become light, he didn't feel pain, he just felt the familiar death again.

Finally, the anchor said: "Don't peek at my face under the mask." Coughing a few times, blood gushing to his mouth, kept gushing out, "Otherwise...... I can't come back. ”

I sobbed and promised him.

The anchor wanted to raise his hand, and finally touched Xiao Hongmao's head, but this time he really couldn't lift it. So he barely hooked the corners of his lips, and the last thing he saw when he slowly closed his eyes was that the Bo Feng Shui Gateknob, who had been standing by and watching them, put his hand on his head and patted it gently.

Why, I'm not a child.

He thought amusedly, and finally fell silent completely.

After a long time, there was a heart-rending cry suddenly from the small house.

Little Red Fur held the corpse much taller than him, and his mouth was pursed, looking lonely in the dimness.

I'm alone again.

However, there is hope in the midst of despair.

As long as he gets stronger...... Sand, will bring A-Ning back.

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When I woke up, I was in a dense forest.

The anchor blinked, touched his stomach for the first time, and was relieved to find that the hole had disappeared, so he wanted the carp to jump up. However, as soon as I stretched my legs, a sore feeling swept up.

Streamers who have never debuffed since resurrection: "Huh! ”

He lay down on the grass and pondered for a while, regretting that he could not come up with anything, so he threw away his confusion and lay down on the ground to feel the soft scent of the earth.

After a while, only the blue sky saw a golden retriever with an upside-down face appear. Bo Fengshuimen raised his hand and greeted him with a smile: "Yo, are you okay?" ”

The anchor replied truthfully: "It's not good, my legs are weak, I can't get up, I'm hungry." ”

Bo Fengshuimen squatted down, tilted his head and looked at his whole body, and sighed in surprise: "It's amazing, it's not hurt at all...... By the way, it may be that I used too much power, so you also have sequelae, I'm sorry, Aning. ”

"It's okay, there must be a price to pay for using plug-ins, and I guessed it a long time ago." The anchor was not used to looking at people upside down, so he stretched out his arms with a grin, not polite at all: "Hurry up, carry me and carry me, and the responsibility of finding food and water will be entrusted to you." ”

Bo Feng Shuimen happily carried him up. The anchor just wanted to say that he would run faster, but there was a flower in front of him, whooshing - swishing.

The plug-in gentleman is really good.

Carrying him on his back, he directly stepped on the trunk of the tree and scurried around.

It didn't take long to find a small lake, and the anchor jumped into the lake without taking off his clothes, feeling the joy of taking a pleasant bath that he hadn't seen for a long time - he would be killed if he wasted water in Shayin Village!

When he finally climbed up wet, the diligent plug-in had already set up a firewood and started grilling the fish. While drooling at the fish, the anchor remembered something, and said to him: "When did you wake up?" ”

"A little before you." Bo Feng Shuimen sat across from him, staring at the sparks jumping on the firewood, "However, you seem to have been basking in the sun for a long time before I woke up, and my body can already turn into a physical entity for a while. ”

"Really?" The anchor was shocked, picked up the small wooden stick on the ground and poked the foot of the plug-in, hey! Sure enough, I could poke it. He was also happy: "That's a good thing. ”

"Hah, that's right."

The anchor continued to shiver over the fire. After calming down, he remembered the little red hair who didn't know where he was now, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Alas! I don't know how my Ailuo children are, are they optimistic, cheerful and positive? ”

"Alas! I miss him so much. ”

"Alas! He's so bored when he's not there. ”

"Alas! Oh my God, just throw a kid to play with! ”

Bo Feng Shuimen: "It turns out that you just want to find a little child to play with." ”

When the anchor saw that he was going to open his mouth to educate again, he wanted to explain that this was a normal hobby. Unexpectedly, before they could speak, the two of them heard something suddenly coming from the bushes by the lake.

Bo Feng Shuimen immediately blocked in front of the anchor.

However, there was a commotion in the bushes again, and suddenly, a man fell.

Anchor: "...... Do you really leave someone to play with me? ”

Bo Feng Shuimen: "......"

They all looked at the one in unison—eh, young man?

The mask he was wearing fell to the side, revealing the mask underneath the mask.

“…… Fellow travelers. The anchor, who is also a faceless party, couldn't help but clap his hands, "But why should he cover two layers, isn't he afraid of covering the prickly heat." ”

Bo Feng Shuimen glanced at the masked man, and then looked back at him.

Anchor: "What. ”

"Ahem." Bo Fengshuimen's expression was quite strange, and after a pause, he coughed lightly and said to the anchor: "Well, I know that person, and I have introduced ...... to you."

"What?"

Walking up to the unconscious masked youth, Bo Feng Shuimen helped him up and sighed, "A-Ning, he is my disciple, Kakashi Hagi." ”