blackened Kakashi

"Oh my, I'm being watched by a man again."

The woman with coquettish makeup leaned against the door, looking at the girl who stumbled in.

The woman supported her face with one hand, and held the pipe with the other, pointing at the girl who was in such a mess and her clothes were almost torn.

"I'm old, Kitty." The woman sighed, her eyes very sad.

The woman is indeed old. Under her gorgeous appearance, there are crow's feet at the corners of the eyes that no amount of powder can cover, and her skin does not have the luster of a girl.

"There is no man who will recklessly tear off my clothes and occupy me~"

The woman clutched her breasts mournfully, even crying in her voice.

The girl named Kiju ignored her and walked to the corner on her own.

Ki Qiu has long black hair that winds down to his hips. His delicate face is naturally charming, but his eyes are extremely cold.

That kind of forbearing indifference probably makes people want to break down and cry bitterly.

Kiqiu pulled out a worn coat from a corner, picked it up and looked at it.

After finding that there were no big holes, she casually tore off the clothes on her body. Linglong's body was wantonly exposed to the air and covered by the coat.

"Mom, you are joking."

Kiki looked at the woman.

"The man who dared to look at you more than once had his eyes gouged out by you. As for the man who invaded you, he probably has rotted little by little."

The woman in front of Kiqiu is called Meizuo. She doesn't know her name, but only a surname.

Meizuo is the ruler of the seventh district, one of the only two female rulers in the thirteen districts of Meteor Street.

Not many people know about Mizusa's past, and almost all of those who knew died in battle, or were killed by Mizusa.

Ki Qiu had vaguely heard a little bit, and it was roughly a woman who rose by relying on a man.As for what the process is and how it emerged, who knows.

Kiqiu standing here still feels like a dream.

She is a comfort woman, a catharsis provided by the underworld to the rulers here.

Only 14 years old, she should stand there, with a group of other comfort women, to be selected by the rulers.

14-year-old Kiqiu stood on the stage with his head down, thinking about how to bite off the man's thing and then... and then... everything will be fine, even death.

"That girl... the 17th... I want it." The voice of the speaker was extremely lazy, revealing an intoxicating temptation.

Ji Qiu was taken aback, NO.17 was her, but the one who spoke... was a woman, right?

Kitty looked up.

It was indeed a woman, and a very beautiful woman at that.

Whether it's the red silk tulle, the opal forehead ornament, the white crystal hair crown that holds the hair, everything is out of place in this dump.

That woman's whole body showed what is exquisite and what is luxury.

Even though the surroundings were extremely dirty and even exuded an unknown stench, they still looked proud like a queen.

In this way, Kiqiu came to Meizuo's residence inexplicably, and even stayed there.

But the strange thing is that Meizuo didn't ask Kiqiu to do anything. Instead, he drove Kiqiu out during the day and didn't let her come back until after twelve o'clock at night.

Now Kiqiu is 16 years old, and she looks more and more beautiful, but she herself is getting more and more desperate.

She couldn't bear it any longer, and there were people who could "get angry" outside, and they regarded her as prey.

Jiqiu doesn't know how to "get angry", no matter what, even if someone forcibly punches his fine pores open.

People who don't know how to "qi" will not live long in this place where the jungle preys on the jungle, let alone such a luxury as dignity.

Kikyu said good night to Misaku and went back to his room.

She didn't take a bath, even if she had the condition.

The cleaner it is, the more dangerous it will be.

Jiqiu was lying on the big bed made of red silk and satin. He was obviously very tired, but he still opened his eyes wide and looked at everything in the room.

Luxurious house, luxurious room, luxurious decoration.

Kiju had only poor vocabulary to describe what she saw.

Obviously in this Meteor Street, the house that is out of place is Meizuo's house.But in this room, it was Kiki himself who was redundant.

Envious...jealousy...unreconciled...living like Cinderella's self.

The one who gave Cinderella a dreamy night was the fairy, but it was the devil who gave Kiki all these beautiful works.

Under the sharp contrast between the pain and despair during the day and the comfort at midnight, Ki Qiu's mind is about to collapse.

Women are always crazy for some illusory beauty, but Kiqiu wants to live beautifully, live beautifully.

Ki Chu suddenly sat up from the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The precious water source on Meteor Street was just used by Ki Qiu for bathing, and his dirty body was scrubbed away little by little, revealing his white and delicate skin.

Her body is always so beautiful. I used to hate this kind of physique, but I won't anymore.

Beautiful, youthful body, pretty good.

Kiqiu took out the beauty from the closet as what she prepared but never wore, a white lace dress, white rhinestone-studded high-heeled shoes and a full set of jewelry, and put them on one by one.

Ji Qiu looked at his pure white self in the mirror, combed his long black hair, and smiled coldly.

There was a knock on Meizuo's door, which seemed very abrupt in the middle of the night.

The door was quickly opened, and it looked like Misaku was not asleep.

"Mom, if you don't sleep well at night, you will get wrinkles."

Kicho said.

"So what? I'm happy~"

Misaku glanced at Kiqiu lazily, his eyes lit up.

She leads Kikyu around in a circle.

"Daughter, you are so beautiful~It suits you~"

"Mom's vision has always been good."

"Daughter, you must have something important to find your mother, right?"

Kicho touched his eyes and suddenly smiled strangely.

"Mom, I remember there is a way, right..."

Misaku sneered and laughed, "Oh, my dear daughter, has she finally made a decision? She really grew up, mom is so happy~"

Kiqiu looked at Meizuo carefully, "Mizuo is still so beautiful and luxurious. I also want to be like my mother, wearing expensive clothes and gorgeous jewelry."

"So what?"

Misaku looked at Kiqiu regretfully, "If your eyes were gone, how many men would be heartbroken?"

Mei Zuo walked up to Ki Qiu, and supported Ki Qiu's delicate face with her slender fingers.

"Why not just be a man's pet, be nice, and then, like me, wear fancy clothes and jewelry? Huh?"

"Things that you can't hold in your own hands are fake after all, you know?"

Kiqiu reached out and hugged Misaku, "I want to be the strongest woman in the world, bar none."

"Okay~ my daughter, you can do it."

Misaku hugged Kiki back, took her hand, and walked to the bed.

Jiqiu knew that her inability to learn Qi was probably due to her special constitution, which might contain some secrets, but she couldn't wait.

If God made a joke on her, then she has no regrets.

There is indeed a way, and that is to offer sacrifices.

It's not right to say that, because it's not dedicated to the gods or anything, it's more like a sacrifice.

Sacrifice one part of yourself for another.

This method is not a secret technique, but requires a firm spirit.Do anything in exchange for strength, even if you die quickly.

But what can be used on others is extremely precious.

But it was such a coincidence that Mizuo knew this secret technique.

Misaku asked Kikyu to lie on the bed, and covered her eyes with her hands, "It will be soon, and it won't hurt, but the eyes will disappear all at once."

"But I want to hurt a little, I want to remember."

Kikyu, whose eyes were covered, felt a little uneasy, and she grabbed Misaku's wrist with her backhand.

Misaku smiled and leaned against Kiqiu's face, "It hurts~"

"please……"

"I understand……"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

A shrill scream resounded through the mansion of the Feng Mo family.

Feng Moling woke up suddenly and sat up abruptly.

Feng Moling looked around in surprise, and was relieved when he saw the familiar environment, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Miss Si, what's the matter with you?"

The servant's voice was cold and impatient.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

Feng Moling didn't change his face, anyway, he was used to this attitude.

The footsteps of the servant gradually walked away, but the low-pitched complaint reached Feng Moling's ears.

"Sure enough, he's a bastard with no education at all."

Feng Moling didn't seem to hear it, and just caressed her eyes intently.

Even though so many years have passed, even if she has come to another world, the feeling of her eyes being corroded and disappeared is still unforgettable.

Even if it was her own choice, she was still terrified.

Feng Moling felt the chakra flowing in her body, and her face was like the madness of a drug addict after taking drugs.

This time, she will never helplessly trade her eyes for strength, let alone trade her body for hope.

The strongest woman, what she wants to become is the strongest woman in the world!