Chapter 94: first Middle school (2/2)
However, one of the points to be discussed is that Zong Jiu can rip off the no.1 control others' puppet line with his bare hands. According to this logic, as long as he can strengthen his physical strength, the next no.1 set will probably not treat him. used.
Definitely next time.
Sure enough, the flat and rough fabric was attached to the magician's wrist, and the kicking leg was firmly blocked by the black leather shoes.
An irresistible force came from the shoulder blades of his back, and he pressed the white-haired young man against the iron door of the stairwell.
”Kang Dang--”
The shimmering dagger fell in response to the sound, falling from the youth's weak open fingers, making a crisp sound in the stairwell, sliding down the gap in the middle to the bottomless darkness below.
Zong Jiu: ”...”
He looked at the rooftop door lock close at hand in front of him, and said in his heart why he had made such a move just now.
If it hadn't been locked, the iron gate should have been pushed open at this moment, and he estimated that he would still be able to fight the devil a few rounds.
For a while, there was only the violent breathing of the young man's chest in the darkness.
no.1 I'm used to the process of every time I meet this old enemy, no matter if the atmosphere is pretending to be friendly or tit-for-tat, anyway, you have to subdue the opponent first to continue the conversation.
Of course, the devil can also choose not to do this, and then the result will be a big surprise for him to live like a deserted village dungeon.
If you change to a weekday, the devil's interest will come, and you will never mind playing with Zong Jiu.
But this time...
no.1 It's so nice to squint his eyes in time.
The young man's long white ponytail swept across the gap between his gloves, itchy.
From behind, the man raised the magician's wrist, which was so slender that one hand could control, and pressed it firmly against the rusty iron door.
They were close to each other, so close that they could smell the refreshing and cold scent of the shampoo in each other's hair.
Even if you can't see Zong Jiu's current expression, no.1 can guess it.
——The other party must be slightly angry on the face and deep in his eyes, even if he is in a difficult situation, there is no lack of room for thinking.
It's like the bright starry eyes lit up in that narrow and cramped coffin last time.
Thinking of that scene, no.1 couldn't help but smirk happily.
Zong Jiu could feel a shock from his chest attached to his back.
This time, the demon also realized that the opponent's anger suddenly rose in a straight line.
”Relax, I don't mean to hurt you. Even if it's me, I have to do this every time I want to communicate with you. It's hard to fight.”
The man said with a sigh, his other hand wrapped around the young man's slender neck and gently slid to the front, slowly resting his shoulder on the position where his collarbone was connected.
”How did you think about that question last time?”
”What's the problem?” Zong Jiu's voice was as cold as a cold river tens of meters below the Arctic.
”It makes me sad that you forgot.”
The devil said pretentiously, without a trace of sincerity in the words.
He bent down.
The man's tied black half-long hair fell impartially on the young man's neck.
The good fabric on the suit is attached to the blue and white school uniform, the latter is wrinkled, and the former is still smooth.
”Guiguzi's prophecy tells us to never die, which is really good.”
There are no omissions, no omissions, this prophecy is actually very simple, just for the trainees to be able to leave the infinite loop. Now that it is clear who the two protagonists correspond to, the wheel of destiny should naturally start its rotation.
”Although it is not mentioned, why are you reluctant to think about another possibility?”
Zong Jiu, who was grabbing his wrist, snorted, ”What's the possibility?”
”such as--”
The man lowered his voice, and his thin lips were close to the ears of the white-haired young man, like a lover's ears.
”Cooperation?”
After a while, Zong Jiu laughed out loud as if he heard the funniest joke in the world.
He didn't mean to conceal it, and he didn't even consider the possibility of angering No.1. It was because Zong Jiu simply felt that this proposal... was too funny, not only funny, but also extremely funny.
Facing the unconcealed irony in the white-haired youth's laughter, the devil didn't get angry, but tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, ”This is not funny.”
The rough gloves couldn't isolate the coldness that came out of this body, slowly cruising on the edge of the aorta, stroking the body full of vitality under his hands lovingly.
The man's voice was almost whispering, but Zong Jiu's smile that had just been revealed instantly dampened like ice.
”This infinite world is not like this. It is a playground for demons and perhaps a stage for magicians. There are countless toys, and stupid audiences who cheer at any time... Those malice that is hard to reveal in the real world. It’s all here to see, the expressions of human beings struggling in despair and quagmire, how interesting, isn’t it?”
There was a dead silence in the stairwell, but the devil didn't feel it, and the tail sound went up happily.
”Why do you die and live like a prophecy? Why not join me and play with me.”
”In this regard, we should be quite in sync.”
He intimately polished the magician's red eyes from behind, ”After all... we are essentially the same kind of people.”