God level funny comparison system

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Han Xiaole didn't see anything, and there was nothing under the bed. She grinned her red lips, thinking that she was hallucinating from anger, she shook her head and stopped struggling, got up and went to the bathroom.

Zhang Long lay on the ground with his eyes closed, and compulsively made a decision. As long as he doesn't look at Han Xiaole's impressive figure, as long as he lies still and doesn't make a sound, he won't be discovered. Just run out, without anyone noticing.

After making up his mind, Zhang Long took a deep breath, planning to go to sleep, and calmed down when he fell asleep.

But, how can you sleep in this situation?
Soon, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and Zhang Long's brain was in constant motion again, and various pictures began to appear in his mind.

"Zhang Long! You are going to die! Can you be more serious? Calm down, calm down! How many times have I said it, you must be as calm as water, and free from all poisons! How do you treat the Burning Sword system like this, and how will you go about it in the future..."

The last sentence, the little girl didn't finish her sentence, but tears welled up in her big eyes. On Lihua's rainy face, there was deep sadness in her teary eyes, which made people feel pity.

Looking at the little girl, Zhang Long's attention was finally diverted, and he also asked in doubt: "Death is cheap, what are you doing? The true nature of a man, am I controlling you?"

Although it is cheap to die, she is a little girl after all, and what Zhang Long hates the most is that the little girl cries in front of him.

"You idiot." The little girl touched her tears and said, "I'm not joking with you. The Zhijian system shows that your performance just now made it very disappointing. There are some things I can't tell you now, but you should remember one thing. If you continue like this, sooner or later, not only you, but also me and Zhijian System will be buried with you!"

Zhang Long didn't know what to say, seeing the little girl so serious, his heart gradually calmed down.The little girl has always been very mysterious, always mentioning that the Zhijian system has a very great mission, but she doesn't say what it is, and Zhang Long is not interested in delving into it.

But Zhang Long knew that the little girl's warning at this moment was right, and those who make big things happen, they should be as calm as water, and the mountain collapses before them without changing their face.

"Okay, I'll try my best, don't cry anymore." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Long said gently in his heart, and then calmed down so naturally and completely.

The two became silent, one was in the sea of ​​consciousness and the other was under the bed.

For the first time, Zhang Long and the little girl lived in harmony, although they didn't speak.

After Han Xiaole took a bath, she turned off the lights and went to sleep. She slept very quietly, even a slight snoring sound could be heard, but none of the pictures that Zhang Long imagined before appeared.

The room became dark, only the faint light from outside the door shone in, and the atmosphere was quiet as if returning to the embrace of a mother in a dream.

When you are quiet, it is easy to think wildly.

Zhang Long thought of his mother. Many years ago, countless men in black broke into the Zhang family, and all the Zhang family, including mother, father, and grandfather, fought bloody battles.

There were countless casualties, and the flames of war raged.Although Zhang Long was still young at the time, the tragic scene was still deeply engraved in his heart, which was an experience that his peers had never experienced.

Moreover, the older I get, the more I can appreciate the tragedy and pain of that war.Mother died in the flames of war...

"Death is cheap, can you sing, can you hypnotize?" Zhang Long cautiously raised his hand and rubbed the tears in his eyes, and said in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Do you miss your mother?" In the sea of ​​consciousness, the little girl was sitting in the void with her legs crossed, and Zhang Long's consciousness could only see her delicate back.

Zhang Long didn't answer. He really missed his mother, but he didn't want to say it. Some things might not be appreciated by others, but he would feel cowardly.

"I miss my mother a little too..." The little girl murmured suddenly, but she immediately turned her head and said with a lovely smile on her face, "Then I'll sing you a song."

Zhang Long stared, shocked in his heart, this little girl said she missed her mother?She also has a mother?
For a long time, Zhang Long only regarded this little girl as virtual, just a trace of energy in the Zhijian system. How could she have a mother?
Looking at the innocent and lovely smile on the little girl's face, Zhang Long felt more and more strange. With the Burning Sword system and alien technology, a little girl with an energy body will also have a mother?It's too weird and mysterious, how many unknown secrets are hidden in it?
Just when Zhang Long fell into deep doubts, the little girl's singing sounded.

"The distant star, as dark as your embrace, the bright stars, shining as your eyes, where is my destination, where is my childhood dream?"

"If one day, the stars change, can you regain my vision, raise the long sword in your hand, and shake all my thoughts..."

"Is there a day when you can raise the long sword in your hand, stir up the vastness of the galaxy, and guide the way back for the lost me..."

The unknown song, combined with the gentle and poignant voice of the little girl, gradually permeated Zhang Long's dream.

In the dream, he held a sky-reaching giant sword with surging flames on it. He stood in the depths of the boundless starry sky, and when he swung the long sword, the starry sky trembled.

Zhang Long fell asleep, and the little girl's singing stopped. She lowered her head, her dark eyes had exquisite and longing gazes, penetrating Zhang Long's body and falling on that handsome face.

"Will that day come? Are you the one?"

Two drops of clear tears fell from the corners of the little girl's eyes, she murmured softly as her mind was filled with the past.The maturity shown was by no means what a five or six-year-old girl should be.

At this time, behind her, in the darkness, a red glow slowly lit up, forming a blood-colored rainbow bridge, and then slowly disappeared, as if to soothe the girl's sad heart.