BGM: Yang Yan Project (Hiyori Asahina)

The invisible short knife, as thin as chopsticks, is about to cut into Magpie's neck.

If you haven't eaten a pair of Chinese medicine, then you will actually die... Then you can easily cut off his head.

The girl thought so.

The knife suddenly stopped, moving from extreme to extremely quiet, giving people a huge sense of drop, and almost vomiting blood when they saw it.

The invisible tip of the knife stopped at the erect neck of the magpie, and on the pale skin that had not seen sunlight for many years, a thin line of blood slid vertically, and even if it penetrated a centimeter deeper, it would cut the entire trachea and put him to death.

But the girl stopped, resisting the urge to poke in, and she realized something.

If you look closely at the girl's smooth and fair neck, there will be a circle of white lines, but the skin is strangled out, because the blood vessels are squeezed, so the blood cannot be delivered, and the blood color loses and turns white. A thin transparent thread is tied around it, and it is also wrapped around the neck, which is obviously just a thin thread, but it has a pressure comparable to the tip of a knife.

With the hot wreckage of the bus on his back, he looked at the little girl gently, and the smile on his face became more and more gentle.

His hands were shrunk and motionless, and he would have seen a thin thread wound around it, round and round.

Putting them to death ...

And then the afterlife!

A one-centimeter wound is naturally very fast to create, but the speed at which a person moves his finger is just as fast, if not faster. You haven't bet on anyone faster, she calmly looked at Magpie's smiling face, and also showed a pleasant heartfelt smile.

It was pure, a happy smile that a little girl of his age should have.

"You're good. ”

As soon as Que wanted to take over the conversation and say something to ease the atmosphere, he was directly interrupted by the other party.

The girl's innocent and lovely smile suddenly turned into a disgusted expression: "I think I should have said it?。。 You're laughing really disgusting!"

The short knife had been retracted in front of him at some point, and it swung directly in mid-air with a small rotation, and the magpie didn't have time to tighten his fingers at all, and the few thin threads tied around the girl's neck had already loosened.

。。 Sure enough, I'm still too tender?。。

Magpie didn't care about the other party's suspected violent reaction, and ran directly to his black checkered backpack, directly put his hand in and tinkered, and looked up at the same time.

The girl stood straight, her hair fluttering softly, and her little whip fluttering back and forth in the air, like a live fish that had just been caught ashore.

The terrifying wind pressure and his body were the center, crushing and sweeping in all directions, and the broken hair in front of his eyebrows rose one after another.

The momentum of real existence, the power of undoubtedness. It was as if something was rising, spinning in the cold and boiling.

It was a wild smile.

Those were glowing eyes.

Starry eyes.

There are also countless points of light surrounding her, disillusionment, as bright as the Milky Way, which contains all the creation and covers all the destruction.

At this moment, the little girl's body bloomed with a faint blue-white light, and the entire universe seemed to revolve around her, and the invisible short knife she was originally holding in her hand suddenly let out a clear roar, as if something was about to be released and wanted to break away, and the surrounding air was repelled and distorted by it.

A certain sharp breath flashed away, the surrounding concrete floor, the bus to the long sea, the beating flames, the ubiquitous air. There were several inexplicable cuts and chips on various things, as if they had been cut by something. A thin blood streak also appeared on the magpie's neck.

"I'm very, very unhappy right now. The girl's crisp voice came from the center of the storm, with dissatisfaction and anger.

"You say I'm cute... Why don't you just stand and let me cut it? and even almost hurt me... ”

"I don't think that prevents me from wanting to kill you, and even boosts ... And you said you were going to cut me. Magpie didn't care about her momentum, and had already dug his hands into his black checkered backpack, constantly manipulating and squirming, and the sneaky movements really looked a little obscene and disgusting.

。。 Compared to Lemon Naniko, you can't see enough. Even attachment is far worse ... However, I'm not "immortal" now.,I have to hurry.。。 Antarctica's ready. And then there is...

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care!" the girl shook her head desperately from side to side, and then at last she had begun to shout, like those angry children.

"Since they say I'm cute... Your dream is to be killed by a cute girl, what else do you have to complain about?"

The invisible dagger instantly faded its camouflage and became visible to the naked eye, as if it had lost a layer of cloak—no, a bloated load, a seal.

It was a sharp knife as thin as chopsticks, with a cold luster, and the short knife was shining silvery-white, and I don't know what material it was made of. There is no sword grid, the double-edged opening, and one end is held in the hand of the girl. At first glance, it is almost impossible to distinguish the tip of the knife and the length of the knife is still no more than half a meter, and it looks very slender, but it gives people a sense of hardness that cannot be broken.

This is a weapon that cannot be summarized in a "short knife".

Before, it was only because the girl seemed to have a deep obsession with "chopping", so Magpie felt that her weapon was a short knife.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with saying this, and it is almost the same in terms of function. Since it is double-edged, it can be said to be a "sword", but given its width, it can even be said to be a long chopstick and a thin stick.

It was silvery-white, the same color as the moon on a clear day, quaint, vast, and distant. There was a great terror and a great purge.

The little girl's eyes were a little misty, and her breath was short, "Isn't it over if you are hacked to death by me?" Now, don't struggle, okay?let me hack you to death~" At the end, he brought a trill.

"Don't use agitation on me. Que's face was still calm, he pushed the glasses (in the bag) on the bridge of his nose, and said lightly, "You want to cut against me, not with those guys who were just hacked to death by you." Is it because it's more fun to fight with me? Since that's the case, it's not hard to guess why you're angry on this premise. ”

The girl squinted, and instead of choosing to go up and hack him to death at the first time, she motioned for him to go on with her eyes.

。。。 This guy. Finally enlightened?

Que's face showed his signature gentle and warm smile: "You have repeatedly called my smile "disgusting", and used this as an excuse to verbally and physically attack me, of course, because... ”

The girl's face had turned gloomy, and she had dispelled her superfluous expectations. It felt like going from being a star god to a black-bellied gothic loli vampire.

It's like reciting a poetic aria.,Unique behavioral language habits.,If it's a love here.,You must understand what this situation is.,It's nothing more than two explanations of not taking medicine and taking the wrong medicine.,Now this madman is preparing to do something.。。

"It's because you're jealous of my sunny smile, but you're ashamed of yourself, and you want to kill me and dominate the lead from now on, right? ”

The girl had disappeared in place