Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

The skinny corpse gently shook the rattle in his hand above the high wall.

In this bell, his body seemed to be twisted.

Whether it's vision or body shape.

The traffic lights at the intersection turn from red to green.

The pedestrians on both sides of the zebra crossing slowly moved, and soon a bustling stream of people formed.

An Yilun, who was trapped in it, also followed forward in a daze.

Looking at the green indicator light, An Yilun only felt a little dizzy in his head.

Did something just happen?

Seems to be seeing something strange.

But when I turned around, I found that I couldn't see anything.

It was like having a dream.

Could it be that he just fell asleep accidentally?

Or sleeping standing up?

An Yi Lun himself is also not very clear.

I seem to have been in a daze for the past two days.

The fingers in the pockets rubbed involuntarily.

Feeling the rough texture, An Yilun was also a little confused.

Are my hands so rough?

It seems to have a lot of calluses?

An Yilun also instinctively felt that something was wrong.

But I don't know why I ignored it subconsciously.

It's like some very unscientific and strange things often happen when you are dreaming.

But the person in the dream will always choose to ignore these abnormal places subconsciously.

A long hit Hache.

An Yilun also walked in the direction of home despite being sleepy.

‘Please, at least let me get home? ’

An Yilun also shook his dazed head vigorously.

If he just fell asleep like this, there is a high probability that tomorrow's news is that a certain high school senior is too tired to study and fell asleep on the road or something.

But it could also be that young people are being poisoned by video games or something.

These unscrupulous media like to post this kind of war-inducing stuff.

You ask An Yilun why he understands so much?

When he is doing game evaluations, he occasionally engages in the operation of pulling and stepping.

He is very familiar with this way.

He seemed to have heard An Yi Lun's prayer, and the sleepiness in his mind seemed to subside a little.

An Yi Lun, who was a little sober, suddenly felt that he was okay again.

Why don't you take this opportunity to visit a nearby bookstore?

The latest batch of novels seems to have arrived.

Although it can be read on the mobile phone, An Yi Lun still insists on choosing to buy physical books.

This is his belief!

Although he was very moved, An Yilun also felt that he had to go back quickly.

Just thinking about going for a walk, I started to feel sleepy again.

Can this thing be controlled intelligently?

While complaining, he hurriedly walked home.

An Yilun, whose head was dizzy, did not notice that Luo Zhen had been quietly following behind him.

Logically speaking, the two are neighbors or classmates, and even the seats are very close.

The two should have a chance to become good friends.

But in fact, in An Yi Lun's perspective, the relationship between himself and Luo Zhen can only be said to be ordinary classmates.

Maybe even a little further.

After all, he had asked Luo Zhen to connect him with the people from the Qingyin Club and was ruthlessly rejected.

Although know it may fail.

But such a straightforward rejection is not too loud, and it is too embarrassing, right?

An Yilun, who was full of resentment, also complained that when Luo Zhen didn't consider his own feelings, he never considered whether his behavior would make it difficult for Luo Zhen.

It can only be said that if a person really treats you as a friend, he will not make it difficult for you.

Only those who say they are friends but don't take you seriously in their hearts will recklessly make you do difficult things.

"The breath is getting stronger and stronger."

From Luo Zhen's perspective, An Yi Lun also has scarlet airflow entangled around his body.

When passing the intersection just now, the airflow suddenly increased a lot.

It was as if something was about to burst out of the airflow.

But fortunately, the air flow quickly dissipated.

In this way, Luo Zhen followed An Yi Lun all the way.

The two entered the apartment building where they lived.

During this period, I did not encounter the Ming Pei family.

It's a good thing.

Ming Piao Ming told Luo Zhen before that her father was going to take her mother to stay at her grandfather's house for two days in recent days.

She might also take time off to go with her.

It seems to have left now.

After feeling the breath of the house next door, Luo Zhen felt a lot more relieved.

I still like Luo Zhen, a young girl with vitality.

A large part of the reason is that Naruto always treats himself as a reliable senior.

There is quite a feeling of admiring the lovely juniors of the seniors.

An Yilun, who returned home, also tossed his schoolbag.

Lie directly on his bed.

Feeling his comfortable big bed, An Yi Lun's eyelids gradually became heavy.

The sight narrowed little by little.

The speed of this sleep is really enviable.

In a trance, An Yilun also felt that there was a rattle ringing in his ear.

long and clear.

The scarlet tide seemed to engulf itself in an instant.

On the other side, Yato of Yuanzai Hachihara is leading the task force to carry out the finishing work.

Although the guy in the robe and the pool of apparently abnormal blood have been contained.

But follow-up cleaning is also necessary.

When Yato lifted the blood-soaked piece of the hall, his face suddenly became ugly.

An altar full of strange and **** atmosphere appeared in Yato's line of sight.

In the center is a quaint-looking hand bell.

Chapter 784 Chapter 763 The Alienated An Yilun

The moment Yato lifted the carpet, a **** light suddenly lit up.

As if realizing that he had been discovered, he took the initiative to open the altar.

Like, well prepared.

The blood of the lunatic cultists on the ground penetrated the carpet and was absorbed by the altar.

The rattle embedded in the center of the altar should obviously not be able to make a sound.

But in Yato's ears, a very faint voice could be heard faintly.

The sound seemed to penetrate the space and travel far away, and beyond a certain range, the ringtone could not be heard.

This was one of the reasons why Yato didn't notice this altar before.

"Tsk."

Looking at this altar with scarlet rays of light, Yato raised the long sword made of the sound in his hand without hesitation.

He held his breath, and the next second, the cold knife light lit up.

"cut!"

The moment the sound fell, a hideous knife mark appeared on the altar, directly dividing the altar into two halves.

As a **** of war, Yatou is very strong in swordsmanship, but at the same time he only knows swordsmanship, and the weapons he uses are all swords and the like.

Therefore, every time an artifact is adopted, it will be transformed into a sword-like form, which can maximize the power of the artifact itself.

He is good at cutting off all objects on this side (human world) and the other side (hell) and even intangible things (such as the line between people and the heart of people).

Simply put, there are not so many bells and whistles.

But just one-handed swordsmanship is enough to defeat the vast majority of enemies.

Under Yato's slash, the altar was cut off almost instantly.

The rattle that kept making the sound was also cut off, and it could no longer make a sound.

"Contact Luo Zhen and send the situation here."

Yato, who put away his long sword, did not let his guard down, turned his head and said to the special soldier beside him.

After speaking, he seemed a little worried, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Saying that, he took out his mobile phone and started to contact Luo Zhen.

Speaking of which, Yato was always feeling emotional when he first came to this era.

The development of human technology is really fast.

He couldn't understand or understand those things in the military field.

But from the perspective of people's livelihood, it completely overwhelmed his original world.

Not to mention the transportation.

The most intuitive is a smartphone in one hand.

Yato still remembered that when the mobile phone was first invented, many people treated mobile phones like they were treating monsters.

Many people express their rejection of mobile phones.

But now, who dares to say that they don't need a mobile phone?