Ten Sabers Together Can't Save You

Thinking of this, Guinevere used the spirit sub-communicator issued by the Heroic Spirit Association.With a stronger signal than a mobile phone, it can ensure that it can continue to work in a strong magnetic field environment, and it will not lose contact even if it falls into a different world.It can be said to be very useful.

"Yes, senior, I can hear you."

"Well," Guinevell asked, "except for the southern city, what about the other urban areas and outer suburban counties? Are ghosts still raging?"

"Yes, it is."

It can be seen that Mash's expression on the light screen is very strange.However, she still answered Guinevere's question immediately: "Everyone is still fighting, so senior... do you have any questions?"

"It's nothing." Guinevell shook his head, "Thank you for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, he cut off the connection with the branch and decided to patrol the Nancheng district again.If you still can't find the enemy, go to another city to help.

But then.He heard the voice.

It was the sound of pattering on the ground with bare feet.

Turning around, he saw the expected person.That's the blond kid.

"Yo, boy, we meet again." She was carrying a long knife, looking very happy: "The first two battles, I felt that you were a little absent-minded... because you were afraid that when you fight with me, other ghosts will make trouble in other places , so I can't concentrate.

This time I told them to go away, so..."

Speaking of this, the blond young ghost opened his posture: "It's an honor, boy. In return, you must go all out and let me enjoy the best battle!"

Author's message:

Update la la la, let me say it one last time, there will be a reward next month...but for someone like me, there won't be too many people responding to the reward...

Chapter 28

The cold light of knives and swords intertwined into a net, and the battle dance music was impassioned. The beautiful, charming blonde young ghost fought with her identified good opponent for half an hour.

under the moon.

With a roar of "铛", the two separated.When Gurnieville continued to maintain a guarded posture, the blond-haired young ghost opposite, Ibaraki Doji frowned: "No, no, not at all!"

She picked up the long knife and said so.Judging by her appearance, it seemed that she didn't want to call again.

"What's wrong with you today, limp, didn't you have enough to eat?"

She questioned Guinevell: "I paid in advance, but you can't give me the happy fight I want?"

After fighting for a few rounds, she realized that Guinevere was unable to do what she wanted, so she was very dissatisfied.

"This..." Guinevere didn't know how to say it, and he didn't know what position to say it from.However, the impact of the three shots of Clarent was indeed so great that Guinevell did not make up for the afternoon nap while holding his sister in his arms.

"Maybe I have to think of a way. Think about whether there is a more efficient way to replenish the mana." Guinevell couldn't help thinking this way.

At the same time, the blond young ghost on the opposite side frowned, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "You...couldn't you have fought with other women during the day, right?"

"Ah... um..."

Although in fact, it was just Guinevere's unilateral beating of Mei Li's sister, but it's okay to call it a fight.So after hesitating for a while, Guinevere nodded and admitted it.

"Ah, ah, ah. It's really boring. You obviously had a good fight. But you are so discouraged." She muttered like this, turned around and dropped the long knife, jumped to the concrete fence next to the building, and sat down. On the top, two smooth, white and tender little feet are up and down.Pouted, looking unhappy.

"..."

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

A few seconds later, seeing that Guinevere hadn't made any moves, the blond young ghost yelled in a more dissatisfied tone, asking him to go over.

"We're still enemies, right?" Guinevere asked.

"Yeah, is there a problem?" she said, "Do you think I'm going to kill you when you're weak? Don't be kidding, okay.

Ghosts want a strong opponent.Fight against powerful opponents and dance wildly on the edge of the blade.

I rarely praise anyone.But you are indeed a good opponent.It would be a pity to kill you like this. "

"Is that so?" Guinevell put his sword back into its sheath, then walked over slowly, and imitated her and sat on the fence.

A little cool.

Gurneywell was inexplicably worried, this little blond-haired ghost sitting in such a cold place, won't he have a stomachache after returning home?

Of course, he just thought about it in his heart and didn't say it out of his mouth.Because it's so weird.

No matter how good the Gurneyvilles are, they shouldn't be so concerned about their enemies.

Even if the enemy is a petite, very cute blond imp.

"She is my enemy and one of the chief culprits threatening this city." Guinevell reminded himself like this - beside him, the wonderful body odor of the young blond ghost mixed with the smell of sweat and alcohol kept coming. , he had to remind himself so hard so that he would not put himself in the wrong position.

"Say something. You bastard."

This situation of two people (ghosts), neither of them speaking, lasted for more than ten seconds.The blond young ghost was a little dissatisfied again: "Since you can't give me a pleasant battle, try to please me in other ways, boy."

"—the question is why should I please you?"

Of course, if this is the case, Guinevere just thought about it in his heart and didn't say it out loud.

His original purpose was to get information from this blond young ghost.

What is their purpose, where do they come from, and how many are there.Where is their stronghold.

Xinjing spent more than a week under the harassment of ghosts.But still haven't collected any information in this regard.