Shiraishi didn't care much about those little things, and after a hurried breakfast, he wanted to go back to catch up on sleep.

I was so excited in the early hours of the morning that I didn't fall asleep, and I thought a lot in my head, such as what short videos I wanted to shoot during the day, and try to eat as much as possible with a wave of traffic.

Then, the brain is overloaded, the brain is buzzing, and the wonderful ideas that I had thought last night become fragmented, and I can't put together a perfect plan.

He decided to get some sleep to make up for the sleep he had lost last night and returned to the bedroom, his shirt just halfway off.

A soft voice sounded from outside the door, "Lord God, I have something I want to tell you, I wonder if you are available?" ”

"Well, come in and say."

He put his shirt back on and looked out the door.

The door opened silently, and Jun Komori knelt in the passage, his hands folded in front of him, not even daring to look at him, his head slammed down, and he sat down in a standard earthen seat, "Lord God, I know that this request is very excessive.

But Nobunaga is not here, and I don't worry about my sister staying at home alone, can I let her be here during the day?

I will definitely pay for the food expenses for three meals, and I promise that my sister will not cause everyone trouble. ”

With that, Jun Komori was there waiting for a reply.

Bai Shi looked at her whole person like a hedgehog shrunk into a ball, squatted down, touched her head with his hand and said, "You don't need to be nervous, do I usually look so cold?" ”

The broad palm of his hand passed through his hair, soothing the nervous mood, and Jun Komori raised his head, "What does the Lord of God mean......"

The crimson phoenix eyes shone with a glint called anticipation, wanting to hear his answer with his own ears.

"This is a shrine, not a military base, if she wants to come, she can come at any time, and she doesn't need to pay for food, and she can't eat for one more person."

Shiraishi replied in the affirmative.

Komori Jun's face flushed, and he quickly shook his head and said, "This is not good, the food fee must be given to you, my sister is not a witch, so I can't eat here for free."

It's a great gift for you to get her here. ”

"You're exaggerating."

"No, it's not an exaggeration at all."

Komori Jun's face was full of determination, in her eyes, her sister's affairs were never trivial.

Shiraishi was too lazy to say, patted her head, and said with a smile: "Nothing else, go down and continue to work hard." ”

"Hi," Jun Komori bowed, grabbed the sliding door with both hands, and helped close it, and the man slowly stood up.

At this time, the heart was pounding, and the emotions of fear were surging, if it was rejected by the godlord.

Just thinking about that scene scared her.

But...... She touched her head, and the Lord's hand was so warm.

Junkomori's fear was washed away, a smile appeared on his face, and he walked briskly towards the bedroom on the second floor, intending to guide his sister here with a ghost.

……

The little fire man flew out of the window.

Kaminagi Rin glanced up, "Komori? ”

It's really strange, if you meditate normally, the heart ghost shouldn't run outside, could it be that the Lord Divine has arranged some new cultivation?

Thinking of that possibility, Kaminagi Rin looked at the dense iron spike balls hanging on the bar, and a wave of boredom surged in his heart, how long will this cultivation last?

"Whew." Kaminagi Rin let out a heavy breath, ignoring the tinkling cell phone in the corridor bag.

Now is the cultivation time, and any superfluous emotions should be eliminated.

All she had to do was to cut down the one with the red dot among the many iron spike balls.

Again......

Kaminagi Rin couldn't suppress the irritability in her heart, and she always felt farther and farther away from them.

"Damn!" She looked at the iron spike ball in front of her and was full of annoyance, and when she caught a glimpse of a red dot, the irritability in her heart turned into a violent rage, and then into a wave of killing intent.

Without any patience, she kicked hard with her foot and rushed towards the iron spike ball, aiming for the red dot iron thorn ball.

Bite~

A strange sound sounded, like the crisp sound of metals hitting each other.

But she hadn't pulled out Rachel yet.

Mobile phone? No, the sound was close, it sounded as several iron spike balls landed on his cheeks.

And, unlike usual, there was no pain on the face.

These thoughts made her stop rushing forward, and the swinging iron spike ball brought some pain to her body.

Kaminagi Rin had an epiphany, "I see, the Lord is too bad to tell me."

No, this should be something I need to comprehend, haha. ”

Excitement welled up in her heart.

All the while, she had thought wrongly, not to try to suppress her emotions, but to express them.

Emotions such as happiness, anger, anxiety, and murderous intent are all expressed with knives.

If you hold that kind of pure thought, the spiritual pressure will be as indestructible as a blade.

That's why the iron spike ball landed on her body and made a clanging sound.

Kaminagi Rin walked outside again, and she took a deep breath, the key to this training was not to endure the pain and draw a knife.

Instead, it cleaves all obstacles with an indomitable momentum.

She held the handle of the knife in her right hand, and squatted slightly, without needing to deliberately, expressing her thoughts from the bottom of her heart.

In the slightly swaying iron spike ball, staring at a red dot, she did not hesitate at all, and immediately rushed forward with a dragon step.

Spiritual pressure covers the whole body.

Ding, poof, ding, poof, part painless, part there, she didn't stop, approached the target, drew her knife and slashed the iron spike ball open.

Immediately afterward, amber eyes seek the next prey.

The faster the dragon walked, the more the iron spike ball swayed more and more sharply, like a storm.

Kaminagi Rin didn't care about the pain at all, and was bent on chasing the target, treating those iron spike balls as the people who once looked down on him.

Hand up and knife down.

Ding, dozens of hundreds of voices are connected into a melodious sound.

Iron filings flew in the air, like haze, obscuring the sunlight in the sky.

Kaminagi Rin entered a very strange state, she raised her hand, and what she saw was not five fingers, but sharp blades, which had turned into cloth and torn between her palms.

In the blink of an eye, the blade in front of her eyes disappeared, and the hand remained the hand.

"Ah, I remember."

Kaminagi Rin tilted her head and noticed that at some point, Lord Divine was standing under the porch, his hands on his chest, as if he saw someone through her, "That's an old man with a very ordinary appearance, more like a farmer in the countryside than a sword master."

But when he drew his sword, no one would doubt that he was a first-class swordsman, and with just one sword, he could kill thousands of kilometers of monsters. ”

"Haha, Jing was shocked at the time."

When Kami-Nagi Rin heard this, she couldn't help but ask, "Lord God, shouldn't that old man you are talking about be called Kamiya Shinaki?" ”

Shiraishi nodded and said, "Yes, I remember that his name is that, do you know him?" ”

Kaminagi Rin doesn't know what to say, it's not just an acquaintance, it's a famous big man in Japan and even in the world.

"Lord God, the Sakhalin Island Demon Slaying Incident, I usually experience that scene, and I won't forget it at all."