The domineering Kyushu clouds rise, and the arrogant world is terrified! The hustle and bustle of the ages, who is there? The sword is falling! The wind and clouds are on the battlefield, and the pride is always singing! There are a lot of smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, iron-blooded tenderness, and the smoke of the canopy is grateful. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info blood and sadness, iron horse accompanied by Jin Ge, silent and lonely.

The sword kills, the monstrous disaster, and the gate of Ma Ming is broken. In troubled times, the wolf smoke is in flames, the beauty of the remnant shield is declining, the veteran is dry, and he does not fall into the city. The puppet is still there, and the hero has no self!

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. The hoarse voice echoed in the dark alleys where the lights and neon could not illuminate, and lingered in the ears of men in thick winter coats who hurried away.

The man frowned unhappily and scolded secretly, "What kind of poem are you here to chant at night?" Sick! ”

"Yes, I'm just sick...... the man stopped in shock, he was obviously muttering quietly, why did the other party hear it? Moreover, the voice that was obviously far away from him just now, but this time it sounded in his ears! He shuddered and turned his head to meet the helmet of the black hole, and the blood-red eyes in the helmet.

"Can you cure my disease?"

"Ahh

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Ding Zero, Ding Zero, the alarm clock chirped frantically, trying to wake up the girl who was sleeping on the sofa in the living room. The girl's eyelids moved, and she reached out from the thick quilt to try to turn off the alarm clock, but before she could touch it, she first touched a smooth object the size of a palm. The touch of this moment made the girl curled up in the quilt suddenly wake up. She grabbed the palm-sized wooden carving with her hands around her and placed it in front of her eyes.

"Midorihime......" she whispered the name, lifted the covers and sat up, exposing her body, which was only in her thin pajamas, to the icy air outside the covers. There was silence for a few moments before she moved her gaze to the window, which was obscured by pale curtains. The sky outside was as gloomy as ever, and today, was it another cloudy day?

She turned on her phone, looked at the paper photo that had been used on the standby page to this day, and was silent for a moment before moving her gaze to the time and date marked with Arabic numerals.

Thursday, December 1, 2016 at 6:15 a.m.

Half a year has passed since that day. Li Ai sighed in his heart, and then left the sofa. That day, she and Zhang Zhou went to the place where Lu Ji's body was, met Lu Ji, and gave Lu Ji her last ride. However, that meeting was only for a short time.

Soon after they arrived, Midorihime shattered into a sky of black embers, leaving only two puppets identical to her in human form, which landed in the palms of her and Zhang Zhou's hands.

Li Ai walked to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and washed up, and prepared to leave for school. Just as the warm towel brushed her face and revealed her somewhat gloomy eyes, the reflection of three mouthwash cups side by side and the toothbrush she had used behind her came into view in the hot mirror in front of her. She couldn't help but stretch out her fingers to touch the time carried by the thing reflected in the somewhat blurred mirror. It wasn't until she touched the cold mirror that she suddenly woke up.

"Already...... There's no going back. Her voice was like a mirror, faint, echoing in the empty bathroom.

After locking the door, Li Ai left the apartment with her schoolbag on her back. At the moment when she walked out of the door of the apartment, she habitually glanced at the alley not far away, and easily found the vague figure hidden in the shadow of the alley opposite. It was Zhang Zhou, the boy who said he wanted her to be his companion, a patient who knew the answers to the questions she wanted to ask, but couldn't tell her because of some factors. Only she and the 'she' who once existed knew that he was not an ordinary secondary disease.

As his companion, she knew that every day he would go to one of several places at a fixed time to eliminate certain kinds of undead, demons, and evil things that might collapse the order of the current world, and use the long knife in his hand to scorch the night.

However, since Midorihime's death, his long knife has been unsheathed less and less frequently.

However, it is said to be a companion. In fact, all of this was achieved under her premeditated manipulation. Including taking away Lu Ji and letting Zhang Zhou send it to the door by himself, and then using his psychological gap to let himself enter his world justifiably, so as to get the answer he wants. Everything went according to her script, but she ......

The moment Midorihime died, everything changed. Li Ai's eyes darkened slightly. At the moment Midorihime died, she felt a world collapse.

She wants to fulfill her last wish, conform to her expectations, and become a companion with Zhang Zhou. When she made this decision, all she had on her mind was Midorihime, without the slightest hint of her original calculations. She brought Midorihime into her life because of her calculations, and when she left her life, how could she use calculations to say goodbye?

So, when Zhang Zhou took her on a night's trek back to the apartment where she lived, and asked to be his companion again, she nodded silently and agreed.

However, as a companion, all she could do was open the door and let him in to rest when he came to her apartment scarred. While bandaging his wounds with conventional medical equipment that he didn't really need, he listened to him whisper about his fight and the pain in his heart. For him, that's all she needs to do as a companion.

She knew that in the past six months, he had been sparing no effort to find the strange girl who looked very similar to her in Midorihime's mouth, looking for the same kind of person with the same power as him. However, he found nothing, he basically searched the entire city, and he did not find the existence of the man.

However, Li Ai knew where the person was. A few months earlier, she had hacked into the city's public security system, looked through years of population records, and finally found the man in a sea of documents. However, she couldn't tell him where the man was, and she couldn't tell him where the man was. Because that person died four years ago.

Li Ai has a guess that maybe Zhang Zhou can only be alone. He would never find a man of his kind in this world, at least in this city. In Midorihime's description, the person's abilities are incomparably similar to him. And that person died four years ago, and then, Zhang Zhou awakened these powers...... If this speculation is true, then fate has played a big joke on Zhang Zhou.

Li Ai decided to keep this secret and not let Zhang Zhou know. At the very least, let him have the knowledge that he has his own kind.

Li Ai nodded at the figure hidden in the shadows, and turned to walk in the direction of the school. Behind her, the figure that had been hidden in the shadows stepped out, revealing a somewhat serious young face. He glanced up at the apartment building that looked like a delicate cage, and turned to follow Li Ai.