Rebirth of City Shura

The corner of Ling Batian's mouth curled up slightly, and he had [-]% confidence in his killer talent.

After turning off the computer, he lay on the bed again, quietly flipping through a Chinese book, but the words in it made Ling Batian's eyes narrow into a small slit that was almost invisible, as if he was asleep Seems to be.

Ling Batian seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and asked indifferently to the empty room: "You, the weapon spirit of the Shura dagger, what should I call you? I can't say your name so long, can you? Listen Don't bother, I'm getting annoyed when I say--"

"What do you mean you are upset when you say it? I don't know my name, I only know that I am a woman, and unlike you stinky men, I don't know what dirty things you think in your heart." It's all clear!"

Qi Ling's answer was very straightforward, but it just didn't get to the point...

"Hey~ What's your name? I don't believe you don't have a name! You're really dishonest, don't you want me to play tricks on you before you say it..."

"I just don't have a name—how about you pick one up for me?" Before Ling Batian finished speaking, Qi Ling's coquettish tone spread to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Batian was stunned for a moment, and then said to Qi Ling angrily: "Can you not interrupt suddenly when others are talking? There is nothing wrong with interrupting, but don't forget that you are staying in my sea of ​​consciousness." Inside!"

Not to be outdone, Qi Ling provocatively said to Ling Batian: "So what? Aren't you going to play tricks on me? You should hurry up—this lady is waiting for you so much that the flowers will thank you~ ~~”

"Fucking you? I've lowered my level..." Ling Batian couldn't control his sea of ​​consciousness. Naturally, he had nothing to do with the weapon spirit hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness. He could only find an easy step for himself to get down and wanted to go up. Easy, think about it+——+

"What? Did I hear you right? Are you old enough? Uncle!"

"You—!" Ling Batian was dumbfounded by Qi Lingqi, and almost vomited blood.

"What are you? Haven't you seen such a good-looking lady like this? Forget that you can't see it, and you can't understand it!"

Although Qi Ling saw that Ling Batian was already angry, he couldn't help but continue to tease him, wanting to see how long he could endure it!

Call him blind if you can't see it, call him blind if you don't understand it, why don't you become an international debater with such a good eloquence?

Ling Batian couldn't laugh or cry at once, and he couldn't talk about it. After all, this weapon has been flexible for longer than himself, but the spiritual maturity is like a newborn baby!

"Since you have struggled for so long and are unwilling to say your own name, then I will not struggle anymore. Now that I have decided, I will call you Xiaojian from now on!"

There is a smile in Ling Batian's eyes, indeed, this weapon spirit is a little sword—(harmony)

"Why do you call me Xiaojian? Am I not a tool spirit? Can't you call me Xiaoling, Linger? Don't you humans like to call other girls more affectionately?"

Qi Ling rolled his eyes. Of course, Ling Batian couldn't see this beautiful scenery——ah~ It's a pity that Ling Batian is blind now!

"I'm not the same! Of course you can't do what you said! Think about it, isn't it too vulgar to call you Xiaoling or Linger? A dagger is similar to a small sword, so it's OK to call you a small sword. -"

Ling Batian kept misleading Qi Ling's logic. Seeing Qi Ling's doubts, Ling Batian closed his eyes.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind hit, making Ling Batian's heart jump in fear!

The chill suddenly invaded his head, Ling Batian got up immediately, and looked out the window coldly, the originally beautiful blue sky was covered by dark clouds, the chirping magpies were replaced by croaking crows, hanging on the branches The leaves of the trees have been knocked down quietly by the raindrops!

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Ling Batian's vigilance suddenly rose, and his vision spread all over the blind spots around him in an instant. The sudden change in the environment caught people who were shopping and playing mahjong by surprise, and they all rushed home cursing...

Ling Batian stood quietly in front of the window without any movement, as if nothing could interrupt his thoughts, his eyes were silently lost in thought as he stared at the dark sky...

A thought suddenly popped into his mind, a storm is coming!

Not long after Ling Batian's thoughts flashed, raindrops the size of peas fell from the sky, and there were bursts of ping-pong sounds when they hit the ground. Everything seemed so harmonious in the eyes of ordinary people. After all, Xia Yu was still very big!

But Ling Batian didn't think so, Qi Ling said to Ling Batian even more excitedly: "The Lord is coming, you have to be ready!"

Ling Batian didn't say anything, but quietly stared at the pouring rain, thinking in his heart, with such a heavy rain, I hope mom and dad can get home without getting caught in the rain!

"Hello~~~!" Qi Ling's voice exploded in his ears.

"I said Xiaojian, and I want you not to be surprised. Why do you want to do this? Aren't you wicked!"

Ling Batian frowned, it was obvious that he was very disgusted that Qi Ling interrupted his train of thought just now!

"Come on—you! You still say that I am immoral? Do you know what you are going to face? You are still so indifferent and comfortable? Don't think that these symptoms are pediatrics. Do you think that a person without any thoughts and actions can resist the flood? "

Qi Ling said to Ling Batian dissatisfied, but he actually had good intentions!

"oh I got it!"

Ling Batian was still so unmoved, and the expression on his face was the same, very peaceful!

Flood disaster - as Qi Ling said, Ling Batian has already felt it. This kind of threat is different from the backlash when killing people, because now he has people he wants to protect, and a home he wants to protect!

So he can't turn back!He must protect this hard-won warm home!

This is also the first time for Ling Batian, his heart and expression are completely incomparable, it is a mess.

Although he didn't know how big the flood would be this time, he still encouraged himself-what are the wind and rain?What is a flood?What are these small waves?

Is it possible that I, No. 1 in the killer world, can't do anything about such a small thing as you?

Ling Batian also implied himself in his heart, as if he had forgotten that he was no longer the original killer. Although he had that internal strength, his physical strength still couldn't keep up——

While Ling Batian was waiting, his mother came back and looked at Ling Batian with a smile on her face.

"Today we finally have fresh vegetables to eat, and there is a spare rib for you to nourish your body. I don't know why today. Seeing the sudden change of weather today, the vegetable market that was originally crowded with people turned cold in the blink of an eye. Quietly—"

"Mom! You don't want to sell vegetables in the future, this family - I will fight against it with my father in the future!"

Note to readers:

Home is a warm harbor, love is a quilt of affection, home and love are the beginning of Shura!A late update, CC is busy filling out the signing documents, sorry...