The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

Hearing the sound, the eyes of cauliflower on the side were slightly red, and she curled her lips in anger.

Then he snorted as if he had figured it out.

The next moment, a blue light flew towards the young man, and then, the flame receded.

Jiang Chen saw that there was a phantom of a little deer spirit on the top of the flame-shrouded youth, it was a girl holding a wooden staff.

At this time, a golden spear appeared in the boy's hand, and with a wave, a powerful aura permeated the entire square.

Jiang Chen frowned, and the next moment, the figure of the young man in the distance disappeared in place.

"careful!"

Jiang Chen shouted, grabbed the arm of the girl beside him, and pulled her behind him, the holy shield in his hand condensed again.

boom.

A long spear pierced the holy shield.

boom.

The holy shield is broken.

Jiang Chen retreated.

Behind him, An Yimo broke free from his hand, his figure flickered, and the bloody long knife slashed at the flame boy.

Dangdang.

Blood flowers and flames intertwined in the square, and the speed of the flame boy became extremely fast, and the grand flames enveloped the sky.

After a dozen rounds.

Jiang Chen saw that the bloody long knife and the girl fell to the ground together.

Then Jiang Chen rushed up.

Dangdang.

The large holy sword and the golden spear kept colliding.

"You have a lot of strength, but your speed has slowed down."

The flame boy sneered, his figure flickering constantly.

After a dozen rounds.

An Yimo who just stood up saw the holy sword and the young man fall to the ground together.

"Didn't you have a great fight just now? Two hit me one."

Flame Boy said coldly.

Hmph, fight against the road, fight against the road, and shake people.

"Don't be complacent."

The voice of the little deer spirit sounded.

"hey-hey."

The boy smirked.

Then a fireball condensed in the palm of the left hand, and the next moment, the left hand was slowly raised, and the fireball in the palm suddenly became huge.

"Let's kill you first."

The tortoise swung a fireball at the girl holding the bloody long knife.

砰

The fireball was blocked by a holy shield before hitting the girl.

Boom.

A huge fireball exploded, and the holy shield shattered.

This time, the huge fluctuation directly made the two of them fly backwards.

In mid-air, Jiang Chen directly hugged An Yimo, then let his body fall and hit the ground.

Hiss, I almost had a concussion again.

Jiang Chen frowned.

An Yimo also frowned, blushing.

Then the two got up.

Seeing the slight redness on the girl's miserable and pretty face.

Jiang Chen said.

"You can't fight anymore, come to the side first and wait, he will hand it over to me."

Hearing this, the girl frowned.

"No, you can't defeat him alone."

"Let's fight hard."

"I, I have a way, maybe I can beat him."

The girl said, her pretty face flushed slightly.

This method was told to her by the system, but she was a little embarrassed.

"Oh? What cards does the princess have? It's a critical juncture now, so don't hide it."

As Jiang Chen said, he glanced at the pretty girl with a slightly red face, and thought,
An Yimo, you blushing girl, what about a bubble teapot?What time is it now.

"Don't be so troublesome, you will be solved with one move."

At this time, the spear boy not far away said.

Then the golden spear waved.

A powerful aura erupted again, and a phantom of a golden dragon hovered around him, ready to go.

It's time to make a big move!
Feeling the aura emanating from the golden dragon, Jiang Chen sighed silently.

Looks like it's going to be Barbie Q.

"knight."

At this time, the voice of a beautiful girl with short hair sounded.

"Ok?"

Jiang Chen turned his head and saw the girl biting the tip of her tongue, blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Princess, you want it."

Jiang Chen hadn't finished speaking yet.

Her lips were sealed by the girl standing on tiptoe.

With a faint milk flavor.

The next moment, Jiang Chen felt the smell of fresh blood.

After a while, the two separated.

The girl's face became paler.

fell to the ground.

Jiang Chen stared blankly at An Yimo's pale and delicate face.

Then he faced the flame boy uncontrollably.

In an instant, Jiang Chen's whole body emitted golden and red light.

Clusters, clusters.

Bloody flowers slowly bloomed all over the square.

The blood-colored long knife and the holy sword flew into the air at the same time, and then turned into a fusion of red light and golden light, turning into a huge holy sword, aiming at the golden dragon that was ready to go.

The dragon slaying begins!
The radiance of the holy sword became more and more brilliant, and flowers bloomed on the other side of the sword.

An Yimo's cold voice kept echoing in Jiang Chen's heart.

"I am a cursed princess. The appearance of the knight makes me feel less lonely."

"That's a light!"

The next moment, the holy sword and the golden dragon collided.

With a bang, the aura exploded.

The violent spiritual energy destroyed the entire square like a tsunami.

Li Shiwu, who was calculating, looked up at the golden tide, cursing.

"I haven't solved the problem yet."

As soon as the words fell, his body dissipated.

Then came the tortoise, and the deer fine cauliflower.

Their figures slowly faded away.

"Yaoyao."

The youth surrounded by flames looked at the deer.

"turtle."

"Don't call me a turtle, call me Dragon King."

"I'll call."

"."

It was over, and after a few seconds, their figures dispersed with the wind, and the whole world was about to disappear.

At this time, Jiang Chen's body slowly rose up with the wind.

"Princess."

He looked at the girl standing alone in the square, the girl in white again.

Lonely and cold.

With a pale smile.

At this moment, the dream woke up.

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After an unknown amount of time, An Yimo woke up from the dream and found a tear hidden in the corner of her eye. She was not surprised, but got used to it, and gently wiped it away with her hands. She got up, opened the curtains, and looked out.

The sky outside the window was still dark. The girl walked to the desk, picked up the phone, and turned it on. The time was 4:[-] in the morning, which was almost the same as she expected.

An Yimo hesitated for a moment, took the phone back to the bed, put the phone on the bedside, and lay down again, she woke up very early.

It had started a long time ago, and it was hard to go back to sleep after waking up, but always lay down because she didn't know what to do but this.

An Yimo lay on the bed, closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes fluttered a few times.

As expected, she didn't fall asleep again, turned over several times in a row, and finally hugged a pillow and didn't move.

She opened her eyes, picked up her phone, and opened WeChat.

Mom replied.

A short sentence.

"Well, take care of yourself."

Seeing this, the corners of An Yimo's mouth curved slightly into a graceful arc.

Then it slowly disappeared, and the light in the eyes dimmed a little.

Immediately, many pictures flooded into my mind, causing my little head to feel a little swollen and aching, as a symptom of not sleeping well.

She thought of her mother again, the death-like silence between the two at the dining table, and the lonely room, the girl who used to sit by the window sill in a daze, looking at the blue sky that was only the size of the window.

Then came the knives and the blood, the white ceiling, the room, the bed, all the endless cold nights...

Gradually, An Yimo's eye sockets became moist and her nose was sore. She blinked her eyes and sniffed her nose. The depressed suffocation in her heart got better. She suppressed the crying in her heart and looked at the phone. Clicked.

She didn't intend to lie down anymore, she got up, washed, and then came to the yard, sat on a chair, the morning wind blew her hair, blowing away some unspeakable boredom in her heart.

At this time, the sky was also brighter, a bit like Heike Yinlan, and she had already left a note on the table in the living room.

"Grandpa, I'm going to school, I don't have to cook breakfast today, I'm going to eat outside."

But she doesn't plan to leave now, wait a minute, the sky is still not bright enough, there are no people on the street, she is still a little scared to go to school at this time.

Sitting blankly in the yard for a long time, she didn't know what she was thinking. When it was close to 5:[-], An Yimo went out. She looked at the opposite house and stared silently.

The owner inside might still be sleeping like a pig at the moment. He overslept every day, then went to school in a hurry, and was late in the end. However, she seemed a little envious of him.