The sky was getting darker, and the setting sun had completely disappeared on the other side of the horizon, only the last halo still insisted on illuminating the land.

"Order! All the soldiers who can still fight, face the battle! Even if it is a street battle, we will drag it down!" Cheng Nanjin immediately stopped hesitating, and a cheer resounded throughout the zero-hour trench.

The mirror saw that with a command, the soldiers suddenly walked out of the trenches one after another, tried their best to cheer up, and then disappeared into the dilapidated streets and alleys of Zhenyang in twos and threes.

Looking at this scene, the corners of his lips hooked up with a smile, and the smile was full of memories.

How long has it been since she has been on the battlefield? Especially this kind of street battle that gives her a sense of accomplishment, and it is convenient to count the heads, so there will not be too late to count this situation.

Like, it's time to miss the bullets a little.

However, it is different now and then.

Now I am facing the ghost clan, and I am a comrade-in-arms who once fought side by side.

Killed, it doesn't seem to be justified. Then, let's get seriously injured, and if you don't have the ability to move, it's done.

"Give me a knife. The mirror faced Cheng Nanjin. Her face was extremely relaxed, as if she was not going to kill the enemy, but to jump.

"This ....." Cheng Nanjin was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated. He didn't expect that Jing would also go to the battlefield, because in his opinion, Jing and Luo Yifan are two children who don't even have the same hair, and only Shao Nian is okay.

Perhaps the older generation often shy away from the rise of the younger generation.

"Give it to her. Shao Nian said lightly, "Whatever she wants, she will give it." ”

Cheng Nanjin reluctantly beckoned the two wounded soldiers to bring over a pile of weapons.

Kagami looked at the pile of weapons and frowned.

Yes, this pile is full of knives, some long and some short, some light and some heavy, but they all have one thing in common: they are so dirty that they can't see their original color.

Suddenly, an unusually bright silver light flashed in the mirror's eyes.

She was stunned, then stepped forward, rummaged through the pile of knives, and then drew a long knife.

"That's it. Jing weighed the knife in his hand, quite satisfied. Although this knife is a little heavier and does not conform to her usual style, if the knife is not weightless, it is definitely not a good knife.

Being able to find a knife that could get into her eyes in this pile of broken copper and iron was an unexpected bonus.

She raised the knife, then raised her right index finger and middle finger to rub it on the surface of the knife. This rub, there is actually a blood-colored texture from the back of the silver knife that has been wiped clean!

"Huh?" Kagami suddenly became interested. Ignoring the dust, she cut her fingers with a knife, and the blood beads hung on the blade, and they were absorbed in a matter of seconds!

And the blood-colored texture seemed to fluctuate for a moment, and then became darker.

"Interesting, that's it!" Kagami decides, the knife must be brought back after the war is over and studied carefully.

"General Shao, your adjutant, she ......" Cheng Nanjin looked at what the mirror was doing on the side, and was still a little worried about whether the mirror could work.

"She's better than you. Shao Nian didn't bother to speak, and coldly threw down a sentence. Immediately, he said lightly to Cheng Nanjin, "Come with me and meet the enemy generals." ”

Cheng Nanjin was suddenly shocked. The girl ..... Better than yourself?

How is this possible, how old is she?

However, although Cheng Nanjin did not admit the mirror, he still recognized Shao Nian, so he didn't say much. It's just that he couldn't help but glance at the young man before leaving with Shao Nian.

Young Loivan, still leisurely.

"Don't look at me, I won't go to the battlefield," Luo Yifan said to Cheng Nanjin indifferently, "I'm responsible for sitting in the rear, and the front line will be handed over to you!"

Okay, this middle two boy is still very middle two, but along the way, Shao Nian and Jing have to admit that he is indeed talented in reasoning and the art of war.

Kagami smiled slightly. In fact, on the front line, it is also a good choice to have a humorous companion. At the very least, it allows the fighters to relax so that they don't make mistakes due to nervousness.

"Take care. The mirror nodded slightly at Shao Nian and Luo Yifan, and then the clothes blended into the night and disappeared into the night.

Cheng Nanjin just wanted to take care of something in the mirror, but when he turned his head, he found that the mirror figure had disappeared.

Thinking of Jing's ability to come and go silently and Shao Nian's affirmation of this girl, he had some confidence and respect for Jing's strength.

Darkness is the home of killers, and mirrors are no exception.

In a dark alley, several ghost soldiers are maintaining a formation, constantly alert to the changes in the people and environment around them.

Suddenly, a soft sound came from the silent alley.

"Who!" shouted one of the two demon soldiers.

The alley was empty, and there was not a single figure.

The ghost soldier squinted for a long time, then relaxed, and said to the few soldiers behind him, "Are you all right?"

"It's fine. ”

A hoarse voice came from behind the oni soldier.

As soon as the ghost soldier let his guard down, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The hoarse voice with a hint of magnetism clearly didn't belong to anyone in his team!

"Look for death!" The ghost soldier was not afraid to fight, he immediately drew his saber when he realized that something was wrong, and wanted to cut it at the man in the dark.

However, before the knife could be swung, he felt a chill on the side of his lower back, and then he began to numb, gradually spreading to his whole body.

"Too slow. The voice said lightly.

The ghost soldier felt his hands trembling and touched the back of his waist, and he felt a hand of viscous liquid. By the light of the moon, he saw his hands covered with blood.

The voice fluttered, fading into obscurity as the figure faded away.

"You..... This is a sneak attack!" The ghost soldier's eyebrows were still a little childish, full of unwillingness and ruthlessness, "You have the ability to fight with me in a dignified manner!"

In the darkness, a figure seemed to stop.

"Reason. The voice was still faint. If you listen closely, you can hear that the sound is farther away than the place where it came from.

"Huh?" the ghost soldier was stunned, not understanding what the voice was saying.

"The reason to fight with me in a proper way. The voice repeated it coldly.

"I'm a Shadow Sect disciple!" the ghost soldier's eyes lit up with wildfire, full of hope.

“...... Good. The voice didn't know what was in mind, and it was silent for a long time before it agreed.

"What's your name?" the voice was as flat as ever, with a hint of undulation.

"Hatred. The ghost soldier replied in a bit of a daze.

The voice didn't ask how to write those two words, but continued: "Okay." I'm waiting for you to come and fight me in a dignified manner. ”

"Not now?" the ghost soldier was stunned again.

Isn't it true that the Terrans like to take advantage of people's danger the most, and why should this man wait for himself to challenge him?

"You're hurt. The voice said flatly, "There is no interest in abuse." ”

In the moonlight, the ghost soldier seemed to see a slender black figure. The black clothes were fluttering, and the long hair was tied up, but it was already up to the waist.

The figure's right hand dragged a long knife with a dark red fluctuating texture, bloody, but different seductive.

However, the monstrous aura and the few inconspicuous and terrifying corpses lying at his feet were prohibitive, and they could only be viewed from a distance but not up close.

At this moment, that figure is moving away with the night wind, and it seems that the next moment, it will disappear into the night.

"Wait a minute!" the ghost soldier finally came to his senses and shouted, finally stopping the figure.

"I don't know your name yet, how can I challenge you in the future?" The ghost soldier also felt crazy that he would ask the name of an enemy who had killed an unknown number of his comrades.

There was a sudden silence in the dark streets. The slender figure did not answer, and the entire street fell silent.

Just when the ghost soldiers were not hopeful, a voice came: "Luo Yi, Luo of Luoshui, ripple Yi." ”

The ghost soldier suddenly looked up, and saw a scene that he would never forget.

In the moonlight, a girl dressed in black looked back at him, her delicate eyebrows and eyes half bright and half dark, and her eyes were full of blood, matching the unknown dark red long knife she was carrying.

And at this moment, the two thin lips opened and closed up and down, and lightly spit out a few words: "Luo Yi, Luo of Luo Shui, Luo of ripples." ”