Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

Naiyazi, who was locked by the Qi machine, clearly felt that the time and space he was in was completely stripped away, his five senses were lost, the light disappeared, and he saw darkness in front of him, and there was no sound, nor could he make any sound.

In the empty and silent world, there is only the sword above the head that is ready to slash.

In the white brilliance, everything in the world has lost its original shape, and the two images of heaven and earth have turned into two streams of air, one clear and one turbid, one up and one down, and the endless flow is the dazzling and extremely dazzling sword glow. She kills.

At this moment, everything in the world, whether it is the phenomenon of nature or the actions of people, stopped for a moment.

It was like the world stuck in its shell.

Zi Yakumo, who had already fled for thousands of miles, looked back with lingering fear, her lips turned white, and the big monster, whose power was exhausted, slowly landed on a big tree in the Siberian plain.

"Master's sword...it's a pity we can't use it."

Yakumo Zi smiled gloatingly: "That is the ultimate killer weapon that can destroy the gods of the Void Return Realm, little sister, little sister, don't say my sister is ruthless..."

"The consciousness of this world seems to have gradually matured. Before, I only knew how to deal with it mechanically, but now I know how to draw out the sword in advance. It seems that the time to move should be moved forward, well——"

The purple folding fan shook, and the blond-haired sister Yu lowered her head and thought: "Whether it's the two gods of the four countries, or the vampires and magicians in Europe, they all have to work with the major forces inside, and the master is Don't you want to be freed from the mystery of the womb?"

………………

"Dad, Fran can't sleep anymore!"

The sleepy boy helplessly embraced this overly lively guy in his arms.

Soft blond hair, an innocent smirk almost exactly like her mother's.

And of course that cute little look.

Although he can only observe those memories now, and there is still an opportunity to fully integrate them, but since he knows that this brat is his daughter, the young man naturally feels love and affection in his heart.

There was a little rascal in his arms who touched his face from time to time, and it had a strong milky scent, and his soft hair tickled his neck.

Flandre, who had already taken off her hat and shoes, was lying on her body like a lazy kitten, her big crimson eyes narrowed comfortably.

"Fran..."

"Ok?"

The little ghost raised his head, rubbed it again, and rubbed it in front of him, almost hitting his chin: "Slow down, don't be so hard, really."

"Hey-"

The innocent look of the little guy who was embarrassed to laugh made him laugh, and he squeezed his daughter's pink face with both hands: "Have you had a hard time these years?"

"not bad."

Inherited from Bai Ji's heartless, life is good as long as she can eat enough, Fran shrank in his arms again, as you can imagine, a young girl less than ten years old, with the fragrance of milk all over her body, soft, Soft, like a little dumpling being held in your arms, the voice is delicate and crisp, cute, immature childish voice and warm body, don't you think it's great?

"My sister has been protecting Fran...although she never let me go out to play."

The little girl frowned uncomfortably, obviously struggling with Remilia's pampering and restraint on herself...

The smiling young man looked into her eyes, those crimson pupils contained the innocence that belonged only to childhood, and would be entangled with little things.

"Does Fran like my sister?"

"like!"

Flandre, who spoke her heart without hesitation, looked at him again, and said with a smirk, "Of course I like Dad the most..."

"Hey, dad also likes Fran the most..."

"hey-hey……"

Saying some blushing words, Zhenxun kissed the little guy's cheek, and pressed his forehead against hers, and his tone was full of smiles: "From now on, Dad will often take Fran to play around, okay?"

"Okay!"

I don't know if it's because the little girl who found him in advance suddenly felt a little sleepy. She opened her small mouth with deciduous teeth and yawned a little. She hugged her father's neck, her little face resting on his chest, and her little head twitched. Crooked and fell asleep.

The young man who had gained some kind of spiritual satisfaction and physical comfort kissed his daughter's forehead again, and then fell asleep in a daze after listening to her talking vaguely in sleep.

In the dream, a silver-haired, blue-eyed girl was looking at him tenderly.

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Don’t you all dislike shortness and powerlessness? This chapter is long!

Chapter 145 Chapter 28 I love you so much, really!

"True search!"

The obsessive girl in the dream jumped in front of him, her long hair dangling in front of her eyes.

Here, this dream is in Japan, his home.

If he couldn't tell the difference before, now under the effect of the gradual awakening of memory, he can clearly see the truth of this dream.

The boy still looked at her with a smile in his eyes, but there was a trace of sigh in his eyes.

Naiyazi understood the sigh and didn't care about it, she just moved her petite and youthful body forward and hugged him obsessively.

Greedyly breathed in the boy's breath.

Mahiro put his hand on her silver hair and stroked it gently. The girl showed a comfortable and docile look like a small animal.

Contemptuous of heaven and earth above the sky, looking around coldly, the girl with mighty powers and supernatural powers chases after the True Lord of the Void Realm is like a woman in love in the secular world, hugging the person she likes tightly.

Hugging tightly, I really want to be by his side forever.

The two stood hugging each other for a long time.

Until the boy asked lightly: "Is the exchange meeting okay?"

The girl in his arms trembled, and then let out an inaudible "hmm".

"Is it okay to talk in front of many people?"

"……very good."

Zhen Xun turned her head over and looked at himself, he looked at the pair of beautiful emerald green pupils with deep shame.

"Should I call you Mikoto, or—Nayako?"

Suddenly, there was an aura in the boy's eyes that even the evil god of chaos would be afraid of: "Why are you so stupid?"

"Where do people have it?"

The girl who was exposed obediently lowered her head and protested softly.

"It's not stupid!"

Zhenxun changed his previous posture when getting along with "Misaka Mikoto", grabbed her hair and tugged, and said with a straight face, "Aren't you stupid? I can't get back the sword that belongs to me in my current state. ,The results of it?"

He poked her on the forehead again: "Hey, are you stupid? That thing is a sword intent of Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, let alone you, an evil god who can't even transcend color and space, even if Fengzhan Binghua and Lei Na didn't even dare to pick it up, now it's all over, you've been beaten until you've been beaten to death! Only this thought is left..."

Naiyazi pulled the hem of his clothes embarrassingly, and murmured: "Isn't that your master's property?"

The young man even teased her dumbfoundedly: "I don't know how many previous lives, damn it, it can be traced back to before Shang, although in Qingming's life, he has recalled all the past, and he will be enough to remember it. The amount of memory that exploded your head was sealed and reincarnated again, but ah, Naiyazi, your master, I have not fully recovered my strength yet, and I still have no way to get rid of the sword intent that has been written into the will of heaven and earth... "

"Well……"

The girl waved her hand nonchalantly. In terms of carelessness, she was quite similar to the real Misaka Mikoto.

"It's okay, I'm just a clone of the main body in this world..."

"Clone? Tsk tsk tsk, I'm thinking wrong, you can actually say it's a tentacle!"

Naiyazi jumped up and blushed, "I'm not a tentacle monster!"

The boy hugged her back into his arms amusedly, and patted the girl he had lived with for a long time: "Then...Obama?"

The girl in her arms yelled, her voice still as sweet as honey: "That's not true! She's a beautiful girl!"

I'm telling you I just look like this

"Okay...cute girl with small breasts."

Zhenxun hugged her a little tighter, and sighed contentedly: "Tell me, how many times have you raped me?"

Long Mei, it's you who raped me~ You raped me...

The girl in her arms trembled immediately, wishing she could turn into a dumpling.

"I used to think it was a erotic dream, but today—oh, it was yesterday, the lady magician said that I am not a virgin during the day yesterday..."

There was a look of dumbfounding in his eyes: "I knew that among the previous dreams, there must be one time that was even real."

"Woooo..."

Naiyazi, who was about to die of embarrassment, grabbed his clothes with both hands and shouted: "Stop talking, stop talking!"

Zhenxun was unwilling to let her go, with a strange smile on his face, he grabbed Naiyako's arm and snorted: "Tell me, how many times? How many times is it true?"

The girl lowered her head, and that stupid hair was about to become timid in embarrassment. After a long time, she said slowly, "It's all..."

"Nani!"

"I said...every time, it's true."

The teenagers with embarrassing faces had to sigh again: "No wonder I always feel weak all over for a while, it's all about you."

The girl is too shy and bold when she does it, but she is just a low-level slut when she is wearing clothes.

"Hey, master, when did you find me?"

She knew that time was running out, this consciousness was about to disappear, and Nyarlathotep's body was still in the three thousand universes.

"Is it the Sanae's book?"

"That's it."

Zhenxun suddenly kissed her on the face, and he didn't know the emotion in his eyes: "I've been imitating someone for more than ten years, are you tired?"

The girl pouted: "Because in Master's memory, wasn't Misaka Mikoto the first person she fell in love with, and she was the one who impressed me the most."

The girl's jealousy made his face stagnate: "Misaka Mikoto..."

Sighing sadly: "The characteristics of Chaos allow you to imitate her quickly, but you have too little data. After all, you have never met Meiqin. Just relying on my few words at the beginning, how can you imitate her like that?"