Kiko is weak now.

The vision is a little blurred and hearing is declining.

She could only vaguely recognize the man in front of her. She was thinking about the adult all night.

As for what Qing Anran said, it was like passing through a whole swimming pool, very hazy and intermittent.

Kiko has already heard it very hard, but she has only caught a few keywords.

Do you want me to stand up?

Jizi probably guessed what Qing Anran wanted to express.

For a moment, the five flavors were mixed.

Qing Anran was able to appear at her most dangerous time, intimidate the underground ghosts and save her life. This made her extremely grateful and even a little flattered.

But Qing Anran’s request was really a bit difficult.

Jizi really wanted to tell the adult in front of him that he really had no strength; even if he had the strength, he could not move at all in front of a powerful adult like him.

But in the end, he didn't say this and swallowed it back into his stomach.

Although Kiko didn't know who this lord was, she believed that such a strong man would definitely not say anything unfounded.

What the adult said is the truth!

Knowing this, Kiko was no longer confused, her eyes were as sharp as a torch, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and began to fight against the pressure.

But the invisible pressure was too strong. Even if she tried so hard, she could only barely feel her body trembling.

"Don't worry."

“Take it slow.”

Suddenly, Jizi heard his voice again.

But this time, the listening area was particularly clear, and the sound seemed to be ringing in my ears.

It was rustling, like the whisper of the devil.

Sir, I understand!

This time, Kiko no longer wanted to fight brute force, slowly closed her eyes, and began to carefully feel the flow of power. At this moment, she put down all her guard and completely immersed her body in this power.

Soon, Kiko was surprised to find that the originally domineering power had inexplicably softened, like warm rain, watering her dry body.

This time it will definitely be possible!

Kiko opened her eyes, with firmness in her eyes.

In line with this force, she successfully raised her hand and took the long umbrella handed over by Qing Anran.

Really done!

Kiko was so happy.

But soon, her expression froze again.

She looked at the long-handled umbrella she was holding in a panic. A strange thing appeared in the first half of the umbrella.

Is this a crow?

The crow looked weird and as dark as ink. There were no eyes in his eyes, but there were a few strange purple lightning bolts.

Such a creature was unheard of by Kiko. Rather than saying it was some kind of ghost, she would rather believe that it was some kind of monster.

The crow flapped his wings and flew out of the umbrella, hovered in the air, staring at the bottom intently.

Are those eyes looking at themselves or something else?

Before Kiko understood this, a more bizarre scene happened...

The black crow above his head suddenly spread his wings and made a sharp scream.

Amid this strange cry, countless black crows transformed from the umbrella and jumped into the sky. Their bodies were smaller than the first one, and the purple lightning in their eyes became lighter.

"Sir, this is the end..."

Jizi finally remembered Qing Anran in front of him, and spoke gently, trying to find out what was going on.

But before she could meet Shang Qing Anran's eyes, the black crows had already swept down, like a giant black screen, obscuring her vision.

Kiko quickly closed her eyes and turned her face to the side.

When I opened my eyes again, the umbrella in my hand had long disappeared. Instead, it was a broad sword that was pitch black all over.

This broad sword looks very strange, with many things like ancient totems engraved everywhere in the sword body; and at the blade position, there will be a pair of dark purple locks every small distance.

The small lock has clear edges and angularity, straight and straight, just pressed on the blade. When you count carefully, there are eight pairs.

The broad sword looked bulky, but it was surprisingly light in his hand.

Not only that, Kiko could also feel that the long-departed physical strength was returning to his body little by little through the broadsword.

"I see."

Jizi stood up, held the broad sword in his hand, and bowed respectfully to Qingran.

Then he turned around, looked at the evil ghosts around him coldly.

In an instant, a strong wind blew.

Jizi threw out a string of sword flowers out of thin air, with his sword fingers slanted, standing proudly, with long hair floating, like a Valkyrie coming to the world.

Concentrating spiritual power, slowly rolling over with your wrist, and a pair of purple locks fell to the ground in response.

As the purple lock fell to the ground, a huge phantom slashed through the space above Kiko.

The huge phantom, the human body, the snake head, dragged the thick snake tail, and the jade scales were all over the body. He held a Thirteen-zhang Daguan knife in his hand. He learned from Kiko's movements and threw the Daguan knife beside him boldly.

"Destroy!"

Jizi had already moved at the exit of the word "Mi"; almost at the same time, the big python god behind her was like a shadow.

Jizi's broad sword slashed forward, and the Great Python God's sword swept out.

This blow is simple and unpretentious.

There is no change in the wind and clouds, nor does it shock the world and make ghosts cry.

Just a very ordinary sword.

But ordinary does not mean useless.

This point has been confirmed countless times in Qing Anran.

Sure enough, just as the python god dissipated, the effect of that attack appeared-

Just in a breeze, all the underground ghosts in their vision, without exception, were divided into two pieces. They were like cut with wallpaper knife, each one neatly arranged.

This blow has wiped out the existence of these ghosts themselves.

Soon, everything disappeared, and the entire Greenland Park was left with only their spiritual power remaining in the air.

Kiko stretched out her hand, and these spiritual powers were deeply obediently poured into her palm.

"Is this... also done by adults?"

When he muttered to himself, Kiko noticed his incompetence.

He quickly turned around, lowered his head in front of Qing Anran, and dragged the broad sword with both hands: "Sir, thank you for giving the sword!"

This scene is very similar to the ancient monarch and minister.

………………………………

"pretty."

Qing Anran applauded.

Kiko's eyes when she took the umbrella, her heroic spirit of dancing the sword, and even the various expressions she had just changed.

Qing Anran has already seen all this in his eyes.

As an adult, he has now made a mature judgment-

This woman is definitely not a fool.

But a...second-second disease!

To put it more seriously, it is secondary cancer, 21 and 3D symptoms.

But... this doesn't seem to be a big problem.

After all, this is Toyoshima, the hometown of many comics, and the second-dimensional energy atmosphere is already very strong.

In such a place and at such an age, it is understandable to have a coser heart.

Kiko's head was still lowered, looking very immersed in the show.

To Qing Anran's opinion, this is a bit cute.

"You're welcome." Qing Anran took his black long straight umbrella and followed Kiko's words: "It's good to use this sword. By the way, haven't you asked the lady for her name?"
To be continued...