343 Falling into the Galaxy

Luo Ning has never experienced the pain and remorse of losing a loved one.

In his indifferent earth world, to him, his relatives are almost the same as existence or non-existence. Although there is friendship, it is not the kind of affection that is honed between life and death like in another world.

Luo Ning couldn’t feel the same, but he tried to understand and wrote with a pen.

Luo Ning lowered his eyes when he saw that the girl he had painted with his own hands showed such a sad mood.

The warm light of the setting sun has completely disappeared, and the wind in the dark night is coming.

Miria picked up the sword of Naart, thought about it, and threw it on the ground at will.

Kicking away the two artifacts at her feet, Miria took out a red long sword from her space ring.

This sword is a weapon that Miria wore before she obtained the divine weapon. Because of its special material and strong resistance, it has not been worn for hundreds of years.

Generally, Miria will use this weapon when she is not using an artifact. After all, using an artifact will bring about a qualitative leap in her strength, but the consumption of magic power is equally astonishing.

Later people called this great sword in Miria’s hand as the sword of the brave, and seeing this sword is equivalent to seeing Miria…

The dark red sword body seems to be made of molten magma, and it is covered with golden red cracks, like a cracked stone that is about to explode.

This sword is not a divine weapon, it is a sharp weapon that can bring harm to Father Creation.

It was also thanks to Father Creation who took the initiative to tell her about those weaknesses, preventing Milia from groping on her own.

Miria grabbed the sword and distanced herself from Ronin.

Although neither of them spoke, the expressions on both sides were able to explain everything.

It’s just that Luo Ning was still very calm, looking at Milia lightly, he didn’t even stand up.

His calmness was seen by Milia, a burst of anger.

Milia couldn’t think of why the other party was so calm. Could it be that he really is, doesn’t have any emotional fluctuations…?

During the month we spent together, that happy self was like a clown jumping off a beam.

The self who showed true feelings in front of the enemy he hated the most… naive and stupid.

But he just looked at himself so calmly.

Seeing that the self before awakening can’t be overwhelmed with emotion, and the self who wakes up can’t vent his anger!

“Luoning… Today, I will correct my fate. My fate is mine, not yours!!”

Milia’s voice wasn’t loud enough, but every syllable was full of her emotions.

His breath came out of his mouth eagerly, his chest heaved violently, and his red eyes glowed with water, and he didn’t know if it was because of anger or sadness, or both.

But her emotions seemed complicated and difficult to understand, but they were easy to understand.

At least Luo Ning felt that he understood clearly.

Milia raised the great sword and injected magic power, the cracks on the lava sword were even more dazzling, and the brilliant fire in it seemed to burst out at any time.

Raise the sword and slash heavily.

Brave Milia’s combat experience is definitely rich, and her every blow can lock the enemy’s key points.

For the ‘protagonist’ who often faces the situation of outnumbered and outnumbered, Miria can use every skill subtly without wasting any physical strength.

However, being overwhelmed by the excitement, Milia’s blow did not land on Luo Ning, but was dodged by Luo Ning sideways.

Luo Ning’s fighting ability cannot be described in general, it can only be said that it is not at all.

For a normal 21st century teenager, exercising occasionally is already excellent, and swordsmanship or something is simply not good.

With such a skill that is not even a layman, there should be no room for him to face the brave Milia.

No matter how angry Milia is, she won’t lose her hand at such a close distance.

So, did Milia really miss, or…she didn’t want to hit herself at all?

Following the continuous attack, the horizontal and vertical sword light slashed in front of Luo Ning.

Luo Ning can slightly sideways ‘coincidence’ every time to avoid.

Rather than attacking, Miria’s brute force approach was more like venting her emotions through actions.

She was breathing heavily, and Luo Ning saw a drop of crystal water dripping from the outline of her soft face.

it’s sweat…

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Obviously not.

In fact, at the very beginning, Luo Ning had already seen the answer in those angry and slightly touched eyes when Miria raised her sword and pointed at him in the sky above the demons.

For such an answer, so he came here.

But he didn’t say anything, but waited for her to make enough trouble, and accompanied her to vent all his emotions.

Seeing that she missed the target several times, Milia took another half step back.

In this quiet environment, even the wind is very soft.

When the wind in the dark night blows, the cool wind is like a gentle touch again and again.

But Milia’s brain is not clear yet, and she still has a lot of sadness to vent.

When she was breathing hard, her breath trembled for some reason, and that trembling inhalation sounded like a choking after a loud cry.

The powerful elemental force held up Milia’s body and stepped silently in the air.

The long cherry blossoms fluttered around her cheeks, the girl’s graceful body stood there, her knees contracted slightly, and her great sword was raised in front of her.

This may be the last blow after she has charged up.

Luo Ning sighed helplessly, he didn’t move, he didn’t even take down Levating behind him, he just looked at his head and looked at her quietly.

The two stared at each other in the sky, and the dazzling galaxy was like a boundary line in the sky.

Crossed the dimension, broke the space, and connected the two people who were not in the same world.

This tiny connection may just be accidental, or it may be another fate.

Looking at each other, Milia looked at his dark eyes and was dazed for a while.

Silence for a moment.

The light of the great sword in Miria’s hand flashed.

Her body plummeted from the sky, less than ten meters away, and arrived in the blink of an eye.

The great sword was held high, and the fire lit up the mountain.

“boom–!!!”

A powerful roar resounded through the entire Gaolin, accompanied by the power of terrifying elements and the scorching hot wind.

Even the White Feather Dragon, who was curled up on a high cliff, couldn’t help shaking.

The hurricane kicked up dirt, and some broken grass.

The green grass dances with the heat wave, and the stars and rivers all over the sky intersect.

There was finally emotion on Luo Ning’s face, and he smiled gently at Milia.

He didn’t even move half a millimeter away.

If he would dodge slightly sideways in the previous attacks, this time he would definitely stand still.

And Miria’s great sword fell steadily at Luo Ning’s feet.

“Milia…”

He gently called her name.

Miria’s hands holding the sword were shaking.

She was breathing heavily, feeling regretful and thankful for not hitting Luo Ning.

“Do you know what the characteristics of this magic book of mine are…”

Luo Ning’s voice was still calm and gentle. He seemed to be saying something unimportant, as if he was coaxing her carefully.

“This magic book of mine is an artifact, it will fight back against all enemies who have ‘killing intent’ towards me. Without exception.”

“But, you can’t even trigger it.”

“Do you really want to kill me, Miria?”

  

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