Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Thousand Postures

Who the hell is it? I even noticed my head,

Zimo sneered, his body had bounced out like a bullet, and the black shadow in the courtyard didn't seem to notice it at all. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

But when Zimo was about to touch him, the black shadow moved slightly as if there was a shadow behind him, and the black shadow turned around and looked at him with a smile.

The quiet moonlight reflected a very beautiful girl, with a pale face, slightly short black hair, skin as crystal as the most delicate jade, angular and stunning.

The most eye-catching thing is that the pair of black gem eyes are the same, deep and unique, and the Buddha can suck the whole body and mind, the whole soul into it, and make people sink in those eyes.

It is the beauty beyond the world that can cause such a strong impact.

Zimo was suddenly startled, subconsciously flashed back, and then gasped for breath, like a person who almost drowned, and cold sweat broke out on his body.

The girl still looked at him with a smile, "You're still like this." ”

"Chizi."

Zimo's awakening relaxed a little, this woman can always attract people easily. Although he had often faced such faces before, he was still shocked just now.

Willpower was originally a course to be trained in the past three years. This kind of training is extremely brutal. The more you experience, the more you get used to it. After three years of training, what has been cultivated is a killing machine with no dead ends in the soul.

Three years of training have made his willpower extremely perverted. This kind of training enables him to face a powerful enemy, and he will not stop halfway, and he will not be caught off guard in the most dangerous desperate situation.

There should be no one in this world who can easily shake his will.

Should, just should.

There will always be many exceptions, such as Qianzi, there are too many things in this world that should not happen, but the result still happens.

Every time he faced Qianzi, Zimo had to secretly raise his vigilance, even though he had fought alongside her countless times.

He sometimes wondered what he should do to Chizi if she became his enemy. Of course, it's not that Zimo is hostile to her, but Zimo is used to considering the worst-case scenario.

Fortunately, after three years of getting along, I can almost get used to this kind of attraction, but it was a little abrupt just now, and it seemed a little unbearable.

Zimo looked at Qianzi from top to bottom, and he knew that what could burst out of this seemingly weak body was energy that was not inferior to his own in the slightest.

"You too, long time no see."

Qianzi walked into Zimo's house as if she had entered her own home.

When Zimo saw him like this, it was like going back to three years ago.

Zimo, who came from the wasteland, although he was used to seeing ugliness at that time, did not exercise such an iron heart as he does now.

Zimo, who had just entered the training camp, was indifferent like a lone wolf, and the competition in the training camp did not need a partner, he remembered that he should have saved the girl in a field confrontation.

He still remembered that the girl was being pressed to the ground by an enemy and struggling, and what happened next was self-evident.

When Zimo was the first time, he left without looking at it. It's a match, a fight with life, and the opponent is a teenager who is also in the training camp, and each of them is the elite of the elite.

Each one is not weaker than Zimo, or even stronger, he doesn't want to get into trouble, and he doesn't want to get into trouble.

But if you take two steps out, you can't take a step. After all, he is still a normal person, even if with the battle, the coldness has slowly penetrated into his blood, but something has never changed, after all, he is also a person who has received great favor from others.

"Enemy, you can kill him, but you can't insult him."

The girl still remembered Zimo's cold voice that day.

Blood, dense blood, that was the enemy's just now, but now it's a dead body. Actually, without Zimo, she also had a way to kill this young man before he insulted herself, but she didn't say it.

Some words are better to hide in the bottom of my heart. This has also become one of her countless secrets, and Zimo will never know. Of course, Zimo had already guessed something when he noticed her calm face.

The girl remembered the first time Zimo saw her, and it was like now.

"Your current aura is very disordered, and now your strength can still play at most seventy percent, so it's better for you to find a place to hide. The black forest over there should be a good place to go. ”

The girl didn't have any panic, it wasn't her who was in danger just now, she noticed the vigilance in Zimo's eyes, it was more of a curiosity, and asked very seriously, "You should kill me, not save me, right?" ”

Zimo's voice was very calm, "The way you are now, let me meet it, of course I want to save you." And we're not supposed to be enemies, are we...... If one day, I mean, if we become enemies, I'll kill you with my own hands. ”

"What a strange fellow, are you saving me now just to kill me one day?" The girl said as she saw the boy who had taken several steps back.

The girl took two steps towards Zimo until she was only two fists away from him, "Why do you want to save me if you are so protective of me?" ”

They could even feel each other's breathing, and Zimo didn't retreat this time, even though he was not used to such close contact.

Zimo seemed to be reminiscing, and then said, "Repay virtue with resentment, there are too many such things in this world." If you see more, you will naturally not believe it easily. ”

The girl was silent for a long time, then stretched out her hand, "I understand, my name is ...... Chizi. ”

Zimo stretched out his hand and shook it with her, and then said a little strangely, "Your name is strange, but it's also very nice, my name is Zimo." ”

"Your name is good, it's weird too."

This is the first time that a teenager and a girl have met.

"If you can, can you provide me with some weapons, preferably some healing medicine."

Qianzi's attitude was down-to-earth and generous, just like saying to her closest people, which made Zimo feel very weird.

That scene slowly coincided with the scene in front of me. Yes, like now, she didn't see herself as an outsider in the slightest, just like now she is back in her own home.

"What's the matter with you? Don't tell me that you came to me, just to catch up. Zimo rubbed his temples and said with a headache.

And hearing his words, Qianzi's body trembled, although it was very slight, but it was still captured by Zimo, it seems that something big really happened.

However, Qianzi had no intention of continuing, but stretched her waist, stretched her beautiful spirit, yawned and said, "Well, I'll sleep in this bed." Things will be talked about tomorrow when I wake up. ”

Well, I really don't treat myself as an outsider.

"Rest well, good night."

Zimo, who knew the girl's temper well, rubbed her head helplessly, closed the door, and walked out.

happened to face the increasingly contemptuous gaze of the black pupil at the door, and the black pupil said that he was very tired, and he was about to die of bitterness after a period of time with Zimo.

You humans really know how to play, from enemies to friends, and there were two full performances today.

Seeing Zimo helplessly coming out of the house, Hei Tong began to sympathize with him. You know, you have always occupied the best nest and slept with the most beautiful she-wolf...... Can't compare, can't compare.

"I'll have to sleep on the roof tonight." Zimo said to Hei Tong, who glanced at Zimo sympathetically again.

If you want to sleep, I won't sleep.

"The wolf's heart is not ancient."

Zimo sighed helplessly, lay on the roof, and looked at the stars in the sky.