Summoner of Miracles

In the square on the ground floor of the mall, all the movement disappeared and a silence was restored.

Until then, the overcoat in the middle of the sky fluttered, causing its owner to land slowly on the ground and step on the ground.

“What a bunch of disgusting guys. ”

That's how Luo Zhen evaluated it, glancing at the guard lying in the blood, sighed, and waved his hand, letting his coat float out of Mars again, landing on a corpse, igniting them and burning them out.

“May they rest in peace. ”

Luo Zhen muttered like this.

After all, Luo Zhen didn't think that he just felt that an old friend came after him, so as not to reveal his identity, he came out of the junior high school and came here to meet him. I didn't think that when he arrived at his destination, he actually encountered this kind of thing.

By the time Luo Zhen arrived, all the security guards had been lying in the bloodbath, leaving nothing but a smile and unscrupulous remarks from his men there.

In that case, Rojin solved the world's cavities.

As for the guards, let them rest in peace.

It's just...

“It's almost time for you to come out, too? ”

Lo is a faint voice.

“Have you been standing by and watching? ”

Luo Zhen spoke to himself in the empty shopping mall square.

And then...

“No, by the time I got here, things had happened. ”

A voice like this suddenly sounds, without any warning, into Roger's ear.

It was a beautiful and sophisticated voice as if singing.

The owner of the sound appeared silently behind Rojin, standing on the top floor railing of the mall, looking down, looking at Rojin in the middle of a square filled with broken glass and blood, his eyes flickering.

The white glow shined from it.

The brilliance comes from the armor on the other side, but also from the white hair scattered behind the other side, unusually bright.

Luo Zhen turned his head slowly and looked at each other.

Into its curtains was a woman of good age.

The other person looked unusually young, about twenties years old, wearing armor like a goddess of martial arts, thin hands each holding a sword, gently let a white and waist long straight hair sway in the wind, like a Virgin, like a goddess.

Such a woman swordsman, whose five officers are equally unusually righteous, is astonishingly beautiful.

But her beauty is not just about appearance.

At this time, the other pair of silver-grey eyes stared straight at Luo Zhen, and there was a brilliant light inside, as if they could see through everything, the finely slender hands and feet were not a little tight, behaved very naturally, but the momentum was ready, as if they could respond to all kinds of changes from various angles instantly, it was completely impossible to see where the center of gravity was.

At least, Luo Zhen has never seen a more perfect posture, and has never seen such a beautiful posture, making the other person look like a goddess in a dream, so close to nature, so impeccable.

“Two years, I finally found you. ”

Say something like that in a beautiful, musical voice.

“Yeah, thanks to you knowing I'm here. ”

Luo Zhenzhen smiled and responded to each other's words.

But that's not so surprising.

“As long as I truly want to find you, the gravity of fate will lead me to where you are, and the difference lies only in the length of time. ”

The white swordsman said so.

For this...

“Exactly. ”

Luo Zhen nodded frankly as if he could understand what the other person was saying, but made such a noise.

“But in order to find me, you have spent a whole two years, as before, clearly not caring about anything, and treating things with the same vision and opinions, but in some strange places, you tend to show this unusual obsession. ”

Ro's tone sounds like he's been talking to a friend he doesn't know for years, not only unhostile, but also incredibly skilled.

“This is our deal. ”

The female swordsman did not deny it, she merely raised the sword in her hand.

“Two years ago, we swore to the sword before the Western European border showdown, and whoever triumphs or loses will not be allowed to turn around and leave without a word. ”

So there's been a slight change in the tone of the female swordsman.

It has come with a lot of complexity and outrage from its former splendor and beauty.

“But after that, you turned around without hesitation and could not even bind you to the oath, which I will not allow. ”

That's why it took them two years to get here.

For the sole purpose of giving effect to the covenant that was broken.

This really made Ro sigh.

“Why should I?” Luo really didn't have the guts to say: “Neither you nor I can expose the existence of real identity in front of the world at random, even attract all kinds of people to come, create annoying challenges, is to get tired of all this, I only made a proposal to split up, let alone I need to run around the world with my own purpose, but you don't have to accompany me, why do you have to hang with me all the time? ”

Luo Zhenzhen objected like this.

Too bad...

“Whether it's necessary or not, it's up to me, not you. ”

The white swordsman looked directly at Luo Zhen and said so.

“If you want to stop me, use force to refuse, as you did two years ago. ”

So, the white swordswordsman is like an open wing, holding up a white sword with both hands, and the figure is jumping from the top, and falling gently onto the ground, coming in front of Luo Jin.

Just at this moment, an amazing sword appeared from each other.

In an instant, like an invisible air column, it rushes to the sky.

............

“...... ”

Instead of resting in the director's office of the Broken Military Academy, the black temple of the new palace temple, approving what documents, raised its head and looked in one direction, shocked in its eyes.

“Is this sword...? ”

Shingong Temple Black stood up independently.

In the meantime...

“Black! ”

The door of the president's office was kicked open, allowing the Ningtong of Saijing to rush in from the outside.

“Do you feel that, too? Black!”

Xijing Ningyin looked at Shingu Temple Kuroshi, shocked by his face, determined his feelings, and his eyes became condensed.

Both look in one direction.

There, a terrible sword keeps climbing, creeping the two of them out.

This sword, to the best of both people's knowledge, can be dissipated by only one person, even if they look all over the world.

The swordsmanship out of orbit, obviously on the far side, was like a blade on the throat of two people, making their foreheads sweat cold.

“Why...”

Shingong Temple is so black.

“Why did that monster show up here? ”

Xijing Ningyin is also ugly.