Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

"Sword Vent."

Randomly pull out an open plug and put it into the Dragon Summoner II.

A pitch-black dragon blade appeared in Jingxi's hand.

This dragon blade is basically similar in shape to the one in Nozomi Tojo's hand, but the color is pitch black.

If the one in Tojo Nozomi's hand is a flaming blade like the rising sun.

The one in Na Jingxi's hand is the cold and merciless blade of darkness.

The two sharp blades collided in the air.

Each other's blades reflected each other's face.

In a daze, the two cold steel masks seemed to have changed into their original faces.

Tojo Nozomi gritted her teeth and held on.

Jing Xi's eyes were cold, with a trace of murderous intent.

"Clang!"

The icy sharp blades collided constantly, and dazzling sparks exploded in the air.

The Wushuang Dragon and the Dark Dragon in the sky are still constantly entangled.

Compared with the two below, the battle between these two is much more intense.

It is difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time.

"Oh!"

Once again, Nozomi Tojo was sent flying.

In the case where neither side is able to exert their strength well, it depends on whose lower limit is higher.

Now, Jingxi won.

Clutching her chest, Nozomi Tojo gulped and dressed roughly.

Feeling the pain coming from all over his body, an inexplicable fear welled up in his heart.

This is the fear of death.

She is afraid, afraid of the coming of death.

He looked at the glass behind him, and then at Jingxi in front of him.

Tojo Nozomi let out a long breath and got up from the ground and rushed towards the glass behind him.

It's not that I want to escape, but I plan to return to the real world and take a good rest.

It is only a matter of time before this continues to be beaten to death.

Nozomi Tojo doesn't want to die yet.

Nobody desires death, at least not normal people.

Like some bitch in a black and red tights.

"Ah!"

Some whore in tights sneezes.

"Are you going to run away?"

Frowning, Jing Xi quickly followed.

She wasn't worried about Nozomi Tojo running away at all.

Compared with this simple high school girl who has no scheming, Jingxi is not a strategist, but she has a lot of scheming in her heart.

However, when Jingxi came to the glass, she found that Tojo Nozomi did not go far, but stood blankly not far from the glass.

Jingxi tilted her head a little strangely, her eyes skipped Tojo Nozomi and looked forward.

The sight that came into view made her eyelids twitch.

A humanoid creature with a red body and emerald green compound eyes emitting scarlet light stood quietly in place.

He was holding another monster in his hand, and his body was still stained with a lot of warm blood.

Just looking at it will make you feel cold from the bottom of your heart.

This guy is a cold-blooded predator.

For some reason, Jingxi had this thought in her heart.

For a while, the scene fell into a strange state of silence and harmony.

Until the Predator struggled a bit in Luo Zhenti's hands.

"Cough cough!"

Looking down at the Predator in his hands, Luo Zhen silently increased his strength.

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Originally, Luo Zhen's attention had already been put on Tojo Nozomi and Jingxi.

But at this moment, the Predator who was held by Luo Zhen could not breathe because the position was uncomfortable, so he struggled a little.

"Um............."

Looking down at the Predator in his hand, Luo Zhen silently increased the strength in his hand.

The Predator who was strangled by the neck immediately struggled like a salted fish on shore, and the extent of the struggle decreased little by little as time went by.

Finally passed out.

Now you don't have to worry about being out of breath.

pretty good.

"Alas!"

Seeing the Predator who was strangled to death, Nozomi Tojo couldn't help shivering as if he had finally recovered.

If it is said that when facing herself in the mirror, what she felt was a guy who was full of malice towards herself.

When facing this crimson monster, Tojo Nozomi felt as if he was standing with his bare hands in front of a beast that would rush up and tear him apart at any time.

If possible, she really hoped that when she opened her eyes the next second, she would find herself lying on the bed.

After wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he smiled happily and said that it was just a nightmare.

But in fact it didn't.

Nozomi Tojo could feel the biting chill even through the dragon riding armor.

Taking two steps back stiffly, Nozomi Tojo carefully turned his head to look at the glass behind him.

Rather than face this monster, she would rather go back to the mirror world to face another self.

She really didn't want to face the monster in front of her at all!

It may be because of the instinctive pursuit of human beings for beautiful things.

Even knowing that the self in the mirror wants to kill himself, Tojo Nozomi just thinks that self is relatively harmless.

At least he was 'kinder' than the monster in front of him.

"Snapped!"

However, Nozomi Tojo, who turned his head sideways, found it very unbelievable.

The dark figure on the reflection of the glass stood in front of the glass, seeming to be thinking about something.

In the next second, a foot stepped out of the glass.

Soon the living dragon teeth appeared in the real world.

"This is the real world."

Stretching out her hands, Jingxi put on an appearance of embracing the world.

The joy and excitement cannot be concealed in words.

For Jingxi, the real world is like heaven.

She had a real sense of being alive in this world.

On the contrary, in the mirror world, no matter what you do, it feels empty and there will be no feedback.

And now, she finally came out.

Looking at the dazed Tojo Nozomi with scarlet eyes, Koki grinned.

The blade of the dragon sword in his hand was slightly tilted, and he learned how to wipe the sword without a teacher.

"go to hell."

After uttering calm words, Jingxi brandished the dragon blade and slashed towards Tojo Nozomi.

Nozomi Tojo, who reacted a little slower, quickly raised the dragon blade to resist.

The two wrestled together again.

In Luo Zhen's eyes, it was a scuffle, not a fight.

The way these two swung their swords reminded Luo Zhen of the scene when he was a child chopping rapeseed flowers with a plastic sword that cost one yuan each from the canteen next door.

The same aggressive, the same waving.

These two people were really just waving their swords indiscriminately, which had nothing to do with the technique.

Looking at these two people, Luo Zhen thought for a while and decided to send the thing in his hand away first.

A qualified modern man should learn to allocate his tasks and time reasonably.

Referred to as time management.

He said a few words according to the position of his ear, and soon several special soldiers came over carrying the containment box.