Master Hunter, I'm really a helpless girl

"I'll hide it first, and I'll show up when she shows up." Wuyang said and hid her figure, as if she was here to inform Kuroro of the danger she would encounter.

The hidden Wuyang actually entered the zero-dimensional space, and Joshua was still inside.In the zero-degree space, the man with short black hair and a handsome and elegant face sat quietly on his knees, with his eyes downcast and his breath weak. If you didn't look carefully, you would ignore the man's slightly undulating chest and think it was a dead body.

Wuyang looked at Joshua like this and was silent for a while. Originally, she didn't want to use that kind of method. It was too rough and dangerous, and it also violated other people's selfishness. Wuyang has always respected private space.Wuyang stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the center of Joshua's eyebrows, forcing him to enter Joshua's soul to check his memory. If Joshua resisted seriously, he would die out of his wits.Wuyang has never used this method before, but now he doesn't care much about it.Joshua's mind is deep, and Wuyang only needs to lightly break through his self-consciousness and instinctive defenses to go straight into his soul and look through his memory.

... On the street of Meteor Street, a young man was lying there dying. The young man was in such a panic that his body was covered in scars and his breathing was weak.The young man thought that he would die here, but after having to accept death, he relaxed, with a relaxed smile on his lips, and squinted his eyes slightly, the sun is too dazzling today, the young man thought.

Suddenly a shadow covered the boy's head. The boy opened his eyes in surprise. A handsome man with short hair and a handsome face was bending over and looking at him with a smile. His brows and eyes were soft and gentle. But when will such a person survive on Meteor Street? Oh, this man is too dangerous!The boy tensed up all over at first, then he thought that he was going to die, so what's the matter, and then he relaxed.

"Do you want to survive?" The man stretched out his hand to the weak boy lying on the ground, "Follow me out of Meteor Street alive and live." He took the man's outstretched hand.It doesn't matter whether it's hell or heaven, as long as you can survive...

... "From today onwards, you are my disciple." The man smiled softly, his eyes watery, "You must study hard." Like fire, firm and persistent...

... "Teacher, weren't you like this before?" The boy asked the man in surprise.

The man looked at the photo in his hand and was a little dazed, before replying to the boy, "No, that long-haired man belongs to Xiao Yang."

"Xiaoyang? Is it the girl in the teacher's arms in the photo?" The boy was a little curious, "It looks like the teacher!"

"Yes. That's my daughter." There was a distant meaning in the man's eyes, "Actually, I am Xiaoyang's mother. My mind ability is to seize the house. I snatched my husband's body when I was dying. I survived instead of him. My daughter is very sensitive in some aspects, I have to leave, and I can only watch her grow up in the dark." The man's voice lowered here, and it seemed more meaningful, "My flesh and blood, my only possible love in this world..."

The young man was stunned, and because of the man's expression, he twisted his face for a moment and recovered, but the young man clenched his hands hanging by his side, "Is the teacher's ability to read? It's great! Let me Become a teacher's container!"

In response to the young man's energetic voice, the man was stunned for a moment, then stared deeply at the young man in front of him, and said for a while, "I thought you and I were the same kind of person. Well, forget it, what the container said , you should improve your strength first! What I need is a powerful container."...

... The young man walked in excitedly holding a bouquet of flowers, and even his steps became a lot lighter, but the man was coughing, his face was pale, and he looked like he was terminally ill.The young man's expression suddenly sank, "Teacher, what's the matter with you?" The young man's nervous voice recalled, "I'm going to find a psychic who is good at healing!"

"No need, it's just that this body's time is coming! It's not a disease at all, and there is no cure for it." The man adjusted his state and seemed to have returned to normal, "I don't know what happened to Xiao Yang? You Let's go back."

The young man stood silently in the shadows, watching the man start to get busy looking for a spare container again, and left as if he had made up his mind for a while...