Xingqiong Railway: The group is rich and fertile, but the evil bow is against the ancestors

Luofu, somewhere in Liuyundu.

Kafka is hiding in a café, leisurely drinking coffee.

The entire café was controlled by her words, so there was no need to worry about the inconvenience caused by the wanted warrant.

Suddenly, the door here was pushed open by a black-haired man.

The other party's body was covered in blood, but there was not a single wound.

Blade....

"Can't your demon body be suppressed?" Kafka narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned upward, obviously expecting it.

“...... Well. The blade was noncommittal, as if he was trying to suppress something.

"Okay, come to me."

Kafka gently put down the coffee in her hand.

Hearing Kafka's words, Blade quietly walked to Kafka's side.

Kafka gently pulled her gloves upwards, then looked the blade up and down with her lightless eyes.

She was slightly surprised.

It's in a bad state....

It seems to be worse than Elio described.

Immortality can indeed keep the blade's body at its peak at all times, no matter what kind of injury, it can slowly recover.

Of course, in the face of a more serious injury, the fastest way to recover is suicide. Because this will make Blade's body pay attention, suicide recovers faster than serious injuries.

It is precisely because of this that the blade's body rarely falls into a trough.

Unfortunately, although the flesh is indelible, Kafka can see that the blade at this moment has suffered a lot of mental damage.

This mental damage is related to the powerful strength of the mirror stream, and it is also related to the blade's own demon yin.

"I said, Elio has already told you the ending, why are you going?"

Kafka asked while checking the condition of the blade.

The blade was silent, just looking down at the broken blade in his hand, not answering Kafka's question.

Seeing this, Kafka was a little helpless.

The blade has always been like this....

Silent and unasked. I don't talk much to myself or to others.

It is useless to attract him with any words. Belle? Money? Strength? These topics cannot even lift the eyelids of the blade.

Oh, and there are exceptions.

For example, tell him the location information of Danheng of the Star Dome train....

Kafka finished examining Blade's body and clapped her hands.

"Okay, your state is actually okay, but the aggravation of the demon yin is obvious. Well...... In the future, don't fight her, fighting with her will obviously bring a greater burden to your body than fighting other strong people of the same level.

"I'm not weaker than her." Blade said lightly, and there was no dullness in his tone, as if he was stating a fact.

"Uh-huh." Kafka tilted her head, "Of course, your strength is similar, but your sword is not as good as his, and the purpose of your trip is more than that." The

meaning in Kafka's words was obvious.

Jingliu's fierceness to fight at this moment, the blade is temporarily incomparable.

Of course, the strength of the two is similar, at least not too much. And they are also two terminally ill patients, and it is difficult to say who wins and who loses in the end.

The blade does not die or die, and it should dare to fight.

But if the blade fell there, it would be surrounded by Jiang Fu and Jing Yuan like before, and then squatted in the prison for interrogation.

The blade has a task next, and then it is a little scary to fight, so it is suppressed by the mirror stream.

There's no way around it.

Of course, this is Kafka's rhetoric for the blade.

If they really fight...

The blade also needs its own help to suppress the demon yin, while the mirror flow only needs an eye mask.

If it really fights, Elio has already given the answer.

"...,"

Blade didn't want to say anything more.

Kafka looked at the blade and sighed.

"You..."

she tapped Blade's forehead lightly, and then Kafka began to whisper softly. In an instant, it was as if countless silk threads were wrapped around the blade's body.

The next moment, the silk thread was tight and dispersed.

[Speech Spirit], this is Kafka's ability, and at the same time, it also has an excellent effect, that is, to help the blade limit the demon body.

"Thank you." The blade slowly popped out two words.

Kafka pursed her lips and chuckled, her eyes did not show unnecessary emotion:

"No thanks, we are colleagues, this is as it should be." Your devil's offense this time is not serious, so I am in the mood to talk to you about the day and then heal. By the way, what about the silver wolf? The

blade was silent for a moment, and jumped a little harder:

"... She said that her game console was broken and she was going to repair it, and she would go to the repair shop next to the Shence Mansion. Obviously

, Blade felt that this reason was awesome enough.

Kafka: "...?" "

This, public provocation went?

How to say it....

Worthy of being a silver wolf.

"Well, I might have to trouble you to get her back later." Kafka shrugged, she thought and added.

"Well, it's also possible to snatch her back."

"Next, I'm going to meet with the Star Dome train, and now I have to make some traces for them, otherwise they won't find me." After being captured by them, they will trouble you. "

Hmm." Blade nodded expressionlessly.

Kafka looked at Blade and suddenly smiled:

"Blade, are you worried about me?"

"Nope." Blade shook his head.

"I'm obviously just worried. Don't worry, no matter what the situation is, I won't be afraid. "

...," Blade was slightly silent, "Not really."

"Don't worry about that, okay, I'll go."

"

Remember to come and save me then."

Kafka flicked the dust on her coat, shook her head slightly, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "You are as humorless as the silver wolf." It's cute, though.

She stood up, pushed open the door to the coffee shop, and slowly left.

Leaving the blade alone, he stood in place.

“......"

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