A gust of wind blew and the clothes were hunting, and Bu Yu saw a woman on the barbed wire fence opposite the fence.

The person who came was petite, with a tight leather jacket, leather pants, and a black cape, and a bronze ancient sword on his waist, and he was heroic.

"Poof, knife knife sister? There are gods and immortals..."

The fat aunt looked back,

"Oops, Knife Girl, you're back just in time, come and see, we just picked up a fool in the house."

Cloth is broken and broken,

"I'm not stupid, this is my home."

"Duh"

The ancient bronze sword with a cloud pattern was nailed to the flesh's jaw—piercing the bottom of the bowl and into the tabletop, to be precise.

The cold little hand pinched Bu Xu's chin and forced him to look up at the blue sky.

Well, the sky is cloudless and the autumn is refreshing.

"Sister Dao, what are you doing?"

Bu Yu is a little nervous, is it so direct, this is flirting, right? It's a flirtation!

The little knife sister of this world is obviously as difficult to speak as her cold expression, and her hollow and deep eyes look at his eyeballs and open her mouth to look at her teeth, which is very similar to the careful selection when buying livestock.

A cold word spit out from the mouth of the knife, and the words are like gold,

"People."

Lao Liu and the fat aunt completely put their minds at ease,

"Knife girl, how is your attendance this time?"

The knife flicked his cloak and sat in the chair heroically,

"Good."

Then a small cloth bag was thrown out of the palm of his hand,

"Rent."

The fat aunt opened the small cloth bag, put it under her nose and sniffed,

"Good white radish seeds, knife girl, you are too polite, how embarrassing is this."

Xiaodao frowned, and said coldly,

"Take it!"

The fat aunt trembled and trembled and trembled and trembled all over her body.

"Okay, good, that fat aunt is welcome, I'll take it, I'll take it, and when the radish grows up, your Uncle Liu's pickled salted radish is guaranteed to make you eat a pound..."

Bu Yu swallowed his saliva,

"I..."

"Duh!"

The knife conjured up a dagger out of nowhere, and this time it was nailed into Bu Yu's fingers, and the cold touch stimulated Bu's fat and thick nerves.

"Well, I just want another bowl... I haven't eaten enough... The bowl is you... Leaked..."

However, the green vegetable porridge obviously can't stop Bu Yu's mouth,

"Sister Dao, where did you get this outfit, it's very decent! And also... Who did you learn from that trick you swooped up just now? You don't make ramen anymore? ”

The knife raised his eyebrows,

"Shut up!"

The fat aunt and Lao Liu hurriedly dragged Bu Yu into the room,

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid, don't you want to die? Knife Girl is one of the best melee fighters in the field, killing people... Don't blink! ”

Bu Yu is simply inexplicable, since he came to this world, nothing is normal.

"What melee hand? What field? ”

The fat aunt waved her hand,

"Forget Lao Liu, you are talking to you stupidly, can he understand or what, the old lady is kind-hearted, just keep you for a while, and be an extra tenant... You live in the knife girl opposite the door! Remember, don't make trouble for the old lady, work harder, and pay the rent! ”

Bu Yu originally thought that he would rather be broken than broken, but when he heard that his sister was at the door, he was so happy that he even held back his fart.

"Haha, hahaha, good, good, this good, this good."

Lao Liu sighed,

"It makes Lao Liu, I sometimes want to be a fool, what a fucking fool is a fool."

The fat aunt glanced at the kitchen knife,

"You also want to live in the knife girl opposite the door?"

Lao Liu shook his head and put on a wild kiss,

"What are you talking about, I mean this kid, eat and drink for nothing, Lao Liu, I still have to do some hard work every day."

The fat aunt was kissed and distracted,

"I hate it~! Old and unorthodox... Recently, your waist is not very good, these days to rest and rest, the old lady will get you two sheep kidneys stew pot leek, make up for it! ”

“...”

Bu Yu almost threw up, turned his head and left.

Nima, what about the master's torches, what about the master's gasoline, this group of loving dogs, whether they are old or young, beautiful or ugly, should all be stuffed with straw and human skin sky lanterns!

Hey, Sister Knife is going to live across from me... Won't the master be able to get off the list soon?

"Sss

Bu Yu took a deep breath,

"O rancid smell of love, insult me as much as you like, I want to rot in this rancid smell! To the slag! ”

Wait a minute...

The knife sister in this world, and the knife sister in her own world, it's hard to choose, which one should the master choose?

Bu Yu patronized and lowered his head YY, almost hit the wall, and when he looked up, he saw that Sister Xiaodao was standing aside and looking at him coldly,

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do? ”

Bu Yu smiled slightly、The entire corridor is rippling with an atmosphere called obscenity,

"You."

Knife frowned,

"Answer!"

"There's no humor at all," Bu Yu pouted, "cough, in Xia Bu Xu, Lu Bu's cloth, Lu Bu's Xudu, Sister Xiaodao, you can just call me Brother Abu." ”

A clear icy aura climbed up Bu Xu's legs along the ground, well, the source was the bronze sword.

Bu Yu felt that he was likely to have some parts if he continued to tear his skin, so he said righteously,

"Ahem, Sister Xiaodao, just ask, I promise to recruit from the truth, if there is a word of truth, the sky will thunder."

The knife pinched the delicate eyebrows with a headache, and blushed a little,

"The oil cavity is slippery, it's time to fight! You, how did you know I used to... Making ramen? ”

"Haven't you been making ramen..."

Bu Yu paused, he couldn't explain this!

Sister Knife looked at Bu Yu strangely,

"We've seen each other before?"

Bu Yu nodded,

"Then how can it be said that I have seen it, it should be said that it is like a shadow that is not out of focus and Meng Meng is not out of focus."

The knife turned and walked into the room, slamming the door shut,

"Looks like it's really a psychopath..."

“...”

Bu Yu looked unconvinced,

"Master, I'm telling the truth."

"What are you muttering!"

The fat aunt pushed a quilt into Bu Yu's arms,

"Your house has not been inhabited for several years, go in and clean up by yourself, what to see... Do you want my wife to help you? ”

Yes, Bu Yu had no choice but to push the door and walk in.

"Poof... Ahem, ahem..."

For the next few hours, Bu Yu struggled with the dust.

The house is still the house where he lives in that world, who would have thought that he would dare to give his brother so much dust just by crossing a plane? What is the reason of heaven!