World of the Living, Dark Night Residence, hundreds of miles outside the countryside.
The sun sets in the west, the dusk fills the sky, and the autumn wind blows, carrying a hint of the chill of winter. This is an empty and uninhabited place, but from time to time there are roaring sounds and cold lows, like ice that has not melted for thousands of years.
"Shaluo... Tianfeng!"
"Boom boom boom!!!"
"······"
"Shaluo... Tianfeng!!!"
"Boom!!!"
The bursting Reiatsu, the raging power of violence, with a strange blood-red light in the darkness, the shadow of the Roar's knife, the sharp edge, and the black blade falling from the sky, the circular extreme power with no dead ends burst out in an instant.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, landslides and ground cracked, and birds, vegetation, and rocks were all reduced to ashes in an instant. The ravines and the collapsing Reishi air waves seemed to have affected both the heaven and the earth, and dark clouds covered the sky.
Amid the flying sand and rocks, in the center of a huge ten-meter-deep hole, a man with broken black hair was half-kneeling with a knife. Veins were popping out of his trembling arms. His indifferent face, panting heavily, was covered with dripping sweat, dripping down his chin.
"Uh-huh!!!"
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and in the distant woods, a figure appeared from far to near. She had waist-length purple hair, healthy wheat-colored skin, and wore casual tight-fitting clothes, showing her proud figure.
It seemed that he heard the sound coming from far and near, and knew that someone was coming. Shadow gritted his teeth, changed his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and stood up tremblingly.
He tapped the branch with his toes, and the figure suddenly jumped up high. Yoruichi Shihōin instantly appeared next to Shadow, reaching out to support the man beside him who was a little shaky but still showing off.
"How's it going!"
"It's okay! Lady Yoruichi!"
Looking at Yoruichi Shihōin's pretty face full of worry, Shadow bared his teeth and waved his hands, indicating that nothing serious was wrong with him and there was no need to worry.
"It's okay!" His face turned cold, and Yoruichi Shihōin's voice had a hint of anger; "I can't even stand still, how can I call it okay!"
"It's just that Reiatsu is exhausted!"
Scratching his head, Shadow whispered; "Lady Yoruichi, it's really okay. Just take a rest and you'll be fine. Don't worry!"
"Worry!" Yoruichi Shihōin curled his lips; "Who is worried about you!"
Looking at the duplicitous face in front of him, Shadow smiled, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, by the way, why is Lady Yoruichi here? Aren't you sleeping at home!"
"Why are you still sleeping?"
Upon hearing this, Yoruichi Shihōin's face immediately turned bitter, and he said angrily, "I slept well after watching TV, but it's not all you anymore. If you make such a big noise, even pigs will be woken up by you!"
"Yes... that's it!" He raised his eyebrows, and Shadow lowered his head in embarrassment, saying softly, "Then, I'm really sorry! I disturbed Lady Yoruichi's rest, Shadow..."
"Okay, why are you here again!" Yoruichi Shihōin sighed helplessly, hating that iron was not made of steel; "I'm too lazy to tell you, Shadow, let's go back!"
"Oh!"
"By the way, how's your practice going? Have you reached the level of success you said you would like!"
Holding Shadow's arm, he strolled back. Only then did Yoruichi Shihōin notice the situation on both sides, and suddenly he became surprised.
"This..." Shadow nodded slightly and replied; "That's right!"
"What do you mean it's okay!" Yoruichi Shihōin was speechless.
"This move is already my limit now!" Shadow paused, then spoke in a low voice, "But, I have a feeling! Lady Yoruichi!"
"What!" Yoruichi Shihōin was stunned.
"The power of Shaluo: Heavenly Edge is definitely more than this!" Shadow raised his head and said firmly; "If I can Bankai, Shaluo: Heavenly Edge will definitely evolve at the same time. I have this confidence!"
"Really!"
Yoruichi Shihōin replied with a smile, his face suddenly turned serious, and he said angrily, "Then wait until you can Bankai say it! Now, go back, take a shower, and sleep!"
"Hi..." Shadow.
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"I've already put the water, I'll help you in..."
"No, there's no need for this, Lady Yoruichi, I still have some strength, no need, no need!"
With a dry smile, Shadow bypassed Yoruichi Shihōin who was blocking the front, dodged, and rushed into the bathroom. With that speed and appearance, it was as if there was something scary chasing him from behind.
"······"
Yoruichi Shihōin was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders, smiled, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
That's right, it's the kitchen!
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"Lady Yoruichi······"
"Shadow, now that you're out, dinner is ready!"
Yoruichi Shihōin's cheerful tone is in sharp contrast with Shadow's incredible voice, that red and white face, and that embarrassed look that's full of burnt smell...
Shadow swallowed, grinning dryly, feeling a little headache, helpless, and even more... fearful!
Fear······
This word is not suitable for Shadow, but it is the most realistic portrayal of his handsome and angular face.
And the object of fear was undoubtedly Yoruichi Shihōin... the dark plate of so-called rice that was placed in front of him.
"Ahem..."
There was a sudden discomfort in the throat. Shadow lowered his head slightly and couldn't help coughing twice.
"Hey, what's your expression like?"
Yoruichi Shihōin The eldest lady is unhappy. I have gone through a lot of hardships and hardships before finally completing the first feat in my life. Although it doesn't look very good, it smells good, you ice cube...
"No, Lady Yoruichi, that's not what I meant!"
Shadow secretly shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull the plate of rice, licked his chapped lips, picked up the chopsticks, closed his eyes, and ate like a wolf. Yoruichi Shihōin thought that even if he was a prostitute, he would eat it.
"How is it, how is it!"
Leaning over, Yoruichi Shihōin asked hurriedly, his golden eyes full of inexplicable anticipation; "How does it taste?"
"This..."
Shadow swallowed the contents and asked in a low voice, "Lady Yoruichi, haven't you tasted it?"
"No!"
Shaking his head, Yoruichi Shihōin said inexplicably, "I have that time! I won't give it all to you!"
"Really!" Shadow grinned, and he was immediately relieved; "It's okay, it's okay, Lady Yoruichi hasn't eaten it..."
"Hey, hey!" Yoruichi Shihōin said in a rather impatient tone; "Shadow, why are you in such a daze? I'm asking you a question! How does this taste?"
"Oh!"
Suddenly coming back to his senses, Shadow nodded hurriedly, ordering like a chicken pecking at rice; "It tastes very good, Lady Yoruichi's craftsmanship is good, but Lady Yoruichi has a noble status after all! From now on, for small things like cooking, there is no need to bother Lady Yoruichi!"
"······"
Pouring his lips, Yoruichi Shihōin crossed his arms in front of his chest and said disdainfully, "If you don't want to do it, I won't do it. Do you think I am willing to do it?"
My mother...
Lady Yoruichi, you're here again, Shadow shook his head helplessly.
"Since Shadow you said it tastes good, let me try it!" Turning back abruptly, Yoruichi Shihōin suddenly laughed again; "I haven't eaten it yet!"
"No... no need!"
With a scream, Shadow shuddered in fright, and while rushing to Yoruichi Shihōin, he quickly took the rice into his mouth, without swallowing a bite, which made him cough dryly, but he would not let go.
"Shadow······"
"Lady Yoruichi, I've finished eating and go back to rest!"
Before Yoruichi Shihōin finished speaking, Shadow stuffed the last mouthful of rice into his mouth. Before he could swallow it, he stood up immediately, bowed and ran back to the room.
"Hey! Shadow······"
Yoruichi Shihōin was stunned by Shadow's series of actions, and muttered inexplicably in a low voice, "What are you doing! Shadow guy!"
"But fortunately, I am smart!"
Immediately, Yoruichi Shihōin laughed slyly and ran back to the kitchen. On the table, there was another plate of black "rice".
Smiling so hard that his eyes almost disappeared, Yoruichi Shihōin picked up the chopsticks, picked up a little bit and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, his face became frozen.
There were almost all the bitter, sour, spicy and salty ones. After swallowing the small mouthful, Yoruichi Shihōin leaned against the door, looked up at the sky, and pursed his lips. His wheat-colored face looked expressionless, but there seemed to be a little bit of moisture in his golden eyes.
Are you stupid? Who is it?