Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Tina is a special case.

"I said, no."

Stretching out his hands to hold Tina under his armpit, he raised it and put it aside. Only then did Luo Zhen have the time to take a good look at the cursed child brought back by him.

The golden hair on both sides of the cheeks was tied up, and the rest of the hair was loosely scattered behind the head.

Even though his face was full of sleepiness, he could vaguely see the sharp eyes of the other party.

Wearing a green dress, the whole person looks like a delicate doll.

Regardless of Tina's slight resistance, Luo Zhen pushed her to the bench beside her.

Although very reluctant, Tina found that she really couldn't leave here.

After Tina was quiet, Luo Zhen turned around and looked at Men Yashi.

"Look at what I do, do what you should do."

Said Monyashi who took out a cup of black tea from somewhere and drank it leisurely.

Judging from this guy's performance, there is a high probability that he is ready to fish.

But it's all right.

After all, there are so many knights.

Even if Monyashi really paddles from start to finish, it's okay.

"Then here is the senior priest."

Nodding towards Men Yashi, Luo Zhen's fingers flicked across the air.

The dimensional wall fell from above and included Luo Zhen.

Looking at the place before Luo Zhen left, Men Yashi took a sip of black tea lightly.

"Guang Xiahai, I'll leave it to you here."

After tidying up his clothes, Monyashi stepped into the dimension wall.

How could the destroyer of the world be idle.

There are many things worth destroying in this world.

Outside the huge stone monument, many policemen who reacted brought their partner Initiator to join the battle against the intestinal organisms.

"Damn! This is too much!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of changing defenses to breathe, a young policeman gritted his teeth and said as he looked at the tide of gastrula creatures that could not be seen.

What he didn't know was that this was already the result of several knights blocking in front.

In addition to the gastroenterology cultivated by the Wuxiang Club, an unexpected guest came uninvited.

Aldebaran, once a subordinate of Wu Taurus, has a huge body and a high IQ.

It can spray corrosive liquid from its mouth, and has super high-level self-regeneration ability.

Use pheromones to lead the Gastrea Legion to attack everywhere.

Originally, it should have taken the initiative to attack and launched the third Kanto battle after discovering the problem with the No. 32 megalithic monument.

This time it did take part in the war over the problems with Stonehenge 32.

However, its identity has changed from initiator to uninvited intruder.

"Don't relax! The battle has just begun!"

The middle-aged policeman pulled up the young policeman and said.

There has never been a truce in the war between gastroenteric organisms and humans.

Only the complete annihilation of one side can stop this war.

Gritting his teeth, the young policeman stood up from the ground.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a seemingly defenseless figure.

"What are you doing here?! Go back quickly!"

Before he had time to look back and observe carefully, the young policeman yelled at the person identified as an ordinary citizen.

Glancing at the policeman who was in the battle again, Luo Zhen didn't talk nonsense.

The original three core coins were removed and replaced by three knight coins.

"Number 1-Kuuga-01"

The beginning of an era is often started by a hero far beyond ordinary people.

Chapter 420: The Hero Emerges from the Sea of ​​Fire

There are times when anyone doesn't want to face things.

The student who didn't want to face the final exam recalled his decadent life, turned over anxiously on the bed and decided to start studying hard tomorrow.

The teacher who didn't want to face the students lay peacefully on the bed, thinking about what reason he should use to convince himself to enter the classroom with a smile tomorrow.

After get off work, office workers think about the trivial things at home, and suddenly feel that it is good to blow cold wind outside, at least they will be clean.

Every day, I struggle with what to write, and the author, who is about to shave his hair, spends every night painting sand sculptures and lying on the bed thinking why he doesn't have a girlfriend.

In the end, I came to a conclusion of 'probably I'm too ugly'.

If we say that in the dark world of bullets, what is the last thing humans want to face?

That must be a gastroenterologist.

If there is an exception, it must be a group of gastritis.

The gastrulation creatures that hit like a tide are enough to make most people lose the will to fight.

At this moment, the police who were blocking the gastroenterology at the collapse of the giant stone suddenly discovered that some people behind suddenly stopped attacking.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing..."

A policeman who was changing magazines couldn't help turning his head and shouting at the people behind him.

However, his voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Just like those people, he stared blankly in a certain direction.

Because he saw the light.

A figure shrouded in light stood quietly behind.

From here, the policeman couldn't see the opponent's figure and face clearly, but could only see a human figure vaguely in the light.

But the moment he saw this figure, a feeling called hope quietly appeared in his mind.

The heart that was originally exhausted with a hint of retreat seems to have regained strength.

In that light, he seemed to see fighting figures one by one.

He didn't know how to describe the other party, and it would be offensive to describe him as a guy.

Those who fight in strange armor are more like... heroes?

This word seems somewhat distant in the minds of the policemen.

Since the appearance of gastroenterology, this word has been mentioned again and again.

The hero who repelled how many gastrulation creatures, the hero who single-handedly killed the stage three gastrulation creature, the hero who protected a certain big man from being assassinated, and so on.

The word hero has become somewhat worthless.

Human beings need heroes, and if there are no heroes, make heroes.

Some people think so.

As a result, many people have an aversion to the word hero.

But now the policeman remembered the word again.

I always feel that the so-called heroes of those people are very different from the heroes he saw at this time.

Before the police could figure out what the difference was, the soft light began to fade, revealing the figure in it.

The streamlined body is full of explosive power, like a nimble cheetah.

But the armor on its head looks more like an insect.

The scarlet compound eyes didn't feel bloody or oppressive, but an inexplicable gentleness.

The red scarf around her neck fluttered gently in the breeze.

The golden rings on the wrists and ankles are engraved with ancient and mysterious characters, revealing a barbaric atmosphere of antiquity.

The same is true of the golden lines embellished all over the body.

Probably because of the ultimate emptiness, the lines of this combination are not so smooth and soft.

There are slightly hideous protrusions on the shoulder armor and knees.

Letting out a long breath, Luo Zhen clenched his fists.

The scarlet compound eyes stared at the sea of ​​gastral organisms not far away, wondering what he was thinking about.

Time seemed to pass for a long time, but it was only a few seconds.

The policeman who had regained his senses shouted, and turned around to attack the prostration creature.

But before he could pull the trigger, the gastrula closest to him suddenly let out a whine.

"Roar--"

A ray of flame suddenly ignited from its body surface, and then quickly spread to the whole body.

Even if there is still some distance, the police can feel the temperature of the flame.

Before the police could react, it completely turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground.

Staring blankly at this scene, for some reason, the policeman always felt that what happened in front of him was related to the person behind him.

"Snapped."