Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

The so-called decent characters are nothing more than that.

It is very easy to deal with as long as you find the weak point.

Just as he was about to say something, the man suddenly noticed that Luo Zhen, who was standing at the door, had made a new movement.

Taking off his coat casually and handing it to Asuka Iki, Luo Zhen walked slowly towards the stairs.

"It's a 'trial'. "

As soon as the word "trial" was uttered, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became strange.

For some reason, the man seemed to see a man with a pink moldy octopus head approaching him, and he took off his sexy sweater while talking.

Rubbing his eyes, the person in the hall is still that young man, there is no pink moldy octopus head man.

Delusion?

"I think it's a 'trial' to overcome the past. "

In the hall, Luo Zhen still approached the man with unhurried steps, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

The movement of his hand didn't stop, and he pressed a core coin into the driver.

Ghost's head can be barely seen through the transparent part on the groove.

At Luo Zhen's feet, two great white sharks with their dorsal fins exposed swam around his body, leaving ripples.

On the wall, a series of hideous cracks appeared, and some gravel fell into the bloody water, splashing waves, and then quickly disappeared.

Of course, this is just an illusion.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Subconsciously took a step back, the confident image the man had created before instantly collapsed.

After all, it is very normal to feel fear in the face of existence stronger than oneself.

Humans can only laugh wantonly when they see lions in zoo enclosures.

Humans who encounter lions on the grassland can only pray that the lions are full and have no interest in themselves.

"Only by overcoming those naive pasts can a person grow."

While speaking, Luo Zhen pressed the other two core coins into the driver.

Gently took off the scanning ring hanging from the waist, Luo Zhen said softly:

"You are like that too?"

"Stop talking nonsense! You are not allowed to take half a step on the stairs. I am on the top, so you stay at the bottom!"

The man with distorted face roared, reaching out his hand to grab Kasumigaoka Shiyu in front of him.

As long as this woman is caught, there will be more talk.

The man believed that as long as this woman was in his hands, Luo Zhen would be wary and dare not do anything to him.

How in fact is unknown.

'Ah ah ah ah! ! '

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu screamed in his heart, and at the same time complained to Luo Zhen.

Why on earth are you provoking this obviously abnormal guy?! ! ! ! !

Many hostages taken by bank robbers who are freed resent not the robbers who nearly killed them, but the people who were negotiating outside.

In their view, it was those people who stimulated the robbers before someone died.

That's pretty much the case with Stockholm Syndrome.

What Xiazhiqiu Shiyu hopes most now is not to be rescued, but to hope that Luo Zhen will not continue to provoke this lunatic.

"Ghost-Wizard-Hibiki"

The scanning ring swipes across the driver at the waist.

The light lit up, and warriors in armor rushed out of the light.

The surrounding walls instantly shattered, revealing a starry sky beyond.

Before the man touched Kasumigaoka Shiyu's neck, the thick palm held down the other's face.

Taking a step forward, Luo Zhen ruthlessly pushed the man into the wall behind him with this strength.

Scarlet blood spurted out and slowly fell down the wall.

The hood on the head slowly slipped off, revealing the ghost-like mask underneath.

Behind them, the controlled people fell down instantly.

Including a certain crumb witch.

It's just that when others fell, they fell to the ground with a bang, but this guy supported himself with his hands when he fell.

The moment he fell to the ground, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu thought that he was finally free.

Chapter 440 Seven

The moment they fell to the ground, Asuka Iki instantly pulled them into the spiritual world she constructed.

"Um......"

Blinking blankly, Hayasaka Ai propped up from the floor of the room weakly.

The powerlessness coming from her body made her feel very uncomfortable.

"here is?"

Raising the head, it is not the top of the room that enters the line of sight, but an open line of sight.

Everywhere you look is a broken world.

Raising his right hand, a gap appeared between the wrist and the forearm.

There was no blood flowing out of the cross section of the arm, but a faint blue color, like a scene that often appears in science fiction movies.

Patting her head hard, Ai Hayasaka tried her best to wake herself up, and the previous memories gradually came to mind.

An uncontrolled body, bodyguard bodies shattered all over the place, strange rituals, and a hall full of people.

The sea of ​​blood poured in, and the roots of the plants grew wantonly.

Warriors in strange armor rushed out of the light.

The airflow during the charge blew the edge of the hood, revealing a little of the mask hidden under it.

"What happened after that?"

Frowning every day, Ai Hayasaka couldn't understand the current situation.

Subconsciously, he fumbled for the dagger at his waist, but unexpectedly found nothing.

It was only then that Ai Hayasaka noticed that she was not wearing her own clothes, but a light coffee-colored windbreaker somewhat similar to the style of medieval England.

The hem of the long windbreaker has been stripped to the knees, but it unexpectedly does not affect the movement.

The white shirt inside the windbreaker looks a little wrinkled because it was lying on the ground before, but the collar is still raised high, and it seems that there is a collar stay inside.

The tie on his chest was a little crooked, and it looked like he put it on in a hurry when he went out without checking it carefully.

A detective hat in the same style is worn at an angle on top of the head.

Traces of exercise can be faintly seen on the white and tender thighs, and the exposed part has a warm and transparent feeling like suet white jade.

Coupled with the exquisite appearance that Hayasaka Ai inherited from her parents, she doesn't look like a maid.

On the contrary, it looks like the great British detective who often appears in some fairy tales.

Wisdom and beauty coexist, and a major case that no one can crack can be solved by talking and laughing.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Shaking her hands in discomfort, Ai Hayasaka's blue pupils were full of doubts and incomprehensions.

For a while, a lot of situations came to her mind.

For example, being kidnapped by the enemies of the Shinomiya family, being involved in some crazy experiment by a mad scientist, being involved in some supernatural power, etc.

The last one is the most likely at present, otherwise it cannot explain the current situation.

This is true whether it is the broken world in front of him or the memory that does not seem to be fake in his mind.

Uncomfortably tugging at the position of her lower back, Ai Hayasaka stepped forward slightly distorted and began to explore this strange world.

In another 'world', Xiazhiqiu Shiyu also encountered a similar situation.

But what she is in is not a broken world, but an infinite looping train.

"What's going on."

Sitting on the seat a little tiredly, Kasumigaoka Shiyu kept tugging at the neckline to dissipate heat.

When she woke up, she was already on the train.

The clothes on his body have also changed from the casual clothes at the beginning to the current British style, but the iconic black silk has not changed.

Leaning casually on the seat of the train, Kasumigaoka Shiwa no longer cared about her own image.

No matter what, she just wants to rest now.

"Hey, I'm really an idiot."

At the beginning, I didn't realize that I was on an infinite loop train, so I kept exploring and running forward.

It wasn't until I fell down once that I realized that the train seemed to be running on a circular track.

There is no beginning and no end.

The legs wrapped in black silk were round and slender, casually resting on the seat opposite.

With her head resting on the glass, Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at the scenery outside the window with slightly tired eyes.

Visibility is not high in the dark night, and every once in a while, I will drive into a deep tunnel, and my vision is almost completely dark.

In this case, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu could easily think of some scary stories.