Chapter 501: Ghost Design
Lin Qingyin's words were teasing for a while, but it caused Joan of Arc to look at this side coldly, and the eyes released under the black robe seemed to warn, "If you talk nonsense again, I will even beat you today."
Of course, Lin Qingyin is not a person who is afraid of things, and he is more interested in seeing it like this.
Joan of Arc is a little wrong, she has the impression that as a saint, even in the face of the enemy, at most she will only calmly and directly attack, and will not make any threats in her eyes before the battle.
For the Holy Maiden, that would be a blasphemy against the light.
Her belief in justice should be stronger than a knight's (such as herself's) belief in chivalry, and that feeling is the same as some bald donkeys chanting "My Buddha is compassionate" even if they are killed and tyrannized, comparable to the smelly and hard stones in a pit.
However, now Joan of Arc, to be honest, from the very beginning of meeting, Lin Qingyin felt that she was too easily affected by her own emotions compared to the stinky and hard sage and the dead bald donkey.
Thinking of the situation in the fate/apocrypha where the author Jun has a very big opinion, Lin Qingyin couldn't help but wonder if her embodied form was the same as the plot in it, which was the body of a borrowed girl in the world, and was influenced by the thoughts of the girl who was borrowed from the body.
It is said that in the anime that was squirted out by the majority of Fate fans, the main reason why Joan of Arc fell in love with the male protagonist and started with pants and equipment was all due to the love of the possessed girl.......
As soon as she thought of this, Lin Qingyin's eyes when she looked at Joan of Arc couldn't help but have a hint of pity.
The position of the saint is not so easy to do, and even the position of the ruler who is most suitable for her own position has to pay some corresponding costs because of the unconventional summoning.
Shake your head gently in regret.
If you want to be yourself, even if you change jobs, you don't want to be affected badly.
Perhaps, it was Joan of Arc who felt that with her own beliefs, she could easily resist the influence of others in the outside world?
Is it necessary to help this acquaintance deal with emotional problems?
Who knows, Lin Qingyin's eyes fell on Joan of Arc's eyes, and the emotion of pity for himself almost didn't detonate a flame in Joan of Arc's heart that didn't know where to rise.
To be honest, Joan of Arc felt that she had never been so close to losing control of her emotions as she was today in so long a long time, and she didn't have a good image of the knight king because of the broken seal, but she didn't expect that as soon as they met, the other party would repeatedly tease her.
What's more important is that I really haven't been able to calm down, shouldn't this be?
However, at this time, Joan of Arc didn't have time to think about whether he could sink his breath or not, and the knight king was still walking towards him.
With a wave of his hand, the holy flag wrapped in a long stick pointed straight in front of Lin Qingyin.
"Stop...."
"Lady Saint, don't you notice something is wrong?"
Without waiting for Joan of Arc to finish speaking, Lin Qingyin took the lead in asking questions, while unblocking the holy flag and continuing to move forward.
Behind him, Shiori Gokawa bit her lip and stared blankly at the imposing figure in front of her, not knowing if she should go up to protect it at this time.
If you don't protect it, you're afraid of any danger, but when you step forward, now Lin Qingyin's momentum is so strong, it seems that she doesn't need help.
Shiori Gokawa, who was frowning and tangled, watched the development of the situation in front of him little by little in his thoughts.
"Don't worry about you, you can stop ...... me"
"I think maybe I can help?" Pushing aside the holy flag stretched out in front of him that seemed a little weak again, Lin Qingyin stared at Joan of Arc's face under his black robe, as if he wanted to see something from above.
The distance was not long, but they were once again brought closer by Lin Qingyin, and the two seemed to be able to see each other's well-hidden eyes under their black robes.
There was anger brewing in Joan of Arc's blue eyes.
Then, when the distance between the two narrowed to the point where they could almost face each other, Joan of Arc seemed to be unable to resist exploding directly.
A burst of flames burst out from under her feet and struck at Lin Qingyin.
Fortunately, because the flames did not appear directly and abruptly, but shot out from Joan of Arc's feet, Lin Qingyin turned his head and avoided it without danger, and also took several steps backwards for this.
At that moment, Lin Qingyin seemed to see a hint of amber eyes.
Looking up at the sky, flying towards the sky was a string of black flames.
In this scene, Lin Qingyin, who thought of something through his own knowledge, couldn't help but have a hint of "This seems to be a little really interesting".
How did this Nima's make Joan of Arc like this? Bad taste, isn't it? How?
A stream of black flames flew out, Lin Qingyin quickly retreated, and then Joan of Arc stayed in place for a while as if she was startled, before slowly raising her head.
"You, what?"
Looking at the Knight King, who was suddenly much farther away from him, Joan of Arc seemed a little puzzled.
Just now, I just felt very angry in my heart, and there was even a feeling of indignation and annoyance, and then there was no more, and when I came back to my senses, it was the scene in front of me.
It's just that the Rider King on the other side looked at him, as if he was ... Laughing weirdly?
Inexplicably, Joan of Arc didn't feel angry again, but felt that she should stay here silently and continue to do what she hadn't done yet.
The knight king did whatever she wanted, as long as she didn't get in her way.
At this moment, the mentality that the saint should have returned.
Seeing that Joan of Arc seemed to have eased up, Lin Qingyin, who was a little clear about the cause and effect, did not continue to tease this saint who was pranked for some reason, and left with a word.
"If you want to vent your emotions next time, you don't have to suffocate so much, this is good for you, and suffocating too much is easy to cause wrinkles."
Joan of Arc looked at the sliding Knight King speechlessly: This person, who used to laugh like a fool who evaded taxes, persuaded himself not to hold back his emotions now, how can it be inexplicable?
Wrinkles?
Touching his face, as a heroic spirit, no matter how beautiful or ugly his appearance has already been decided, how can he have wrinkles?
I wanted to say a word about Shenjing Bing, but I felt that doing so was too insulting to the image of the saint, and I held it back alive.
No, why would you want to complain about a deep well ice?
"Deep well ice?"
In the end, thinking of the other party's last inexplicable words, Joan of Arc tried to pronounce the three words of deep well ice.
Well, nothing has changed......
Lin Qingyin has already walked away, but at this moment, he is about to be so happy in his heart that he can't do it, he and Bai Zhen, two characters who are not one person at all from the root, and have all kinds of grievances and hatreds, which ghost is the only thing to do?