My Origin is Your Wife

It turned its head like a machine and looked at Sakura.

Sakura felt a slight chill down her spine.

The black umbrella slipped from her hand, and the maid grabbed onto the umbrella handle.Hold it with one hand and hold it upside down with the other.

It looked a little strange, but that posture made people feel dangerous involuntarily.

She is ready to unsheath, ready to chop everything in an instant.

"Sister Shiyu..." Sakura took a deep breath nervously.

"Little Miss?"

"This time... let me come?" Sakura begged.

The old aunt of Aoqi Orange said that she would eventually get involved in the dispute.

But Sakura doesn't want to be a burden to her sister, Sakura wants to stand in front of her sister.

Sakura wants to be the sword in her sister's hand, the shield in front of her, and the armor on her body.

I will become very strong.

Sister Shi said that she has a good talent for swordsmanship, the old aunt also said that her magic circuit is so large and heterogeneous, and Sister Youzhu boasted that her intuition is so accurate...

I can protect my sister.

It's just...not strong enough right now.

The maid slowly put down the black umbrella.

Although there seemed to be a fire engulfing her heart now, she couldn't bear that crazy desire.

But... as long as the little lady wants, as long as the little lady is willing, she can do whatever she wants.

This is the oath she made.

"Okay..." The almost sandy magnetic voice is full of pampering.

Sakura felt a little strange, but didn't think too much about it. She stepped on her foot suddenly, and the dark black-red magic power exploded.

boom--

The sound of firecrackers exploded in the silent corridor.

"Flash Away·Flying Moon"

My own health is very poor, those things taught by Sister Shi Yu and those things taught by Sister Shi really can't be used if I don't have overdrawn physical strength.

But... the body can't support it, what about magic support?

The old aunt didn't teach it, but Sakura thinks it can do it.

It really works, she held her breath, and clenched the black keys tightly in her right hand.And...it seems to work better.

With just one step, I have rushed to the end of the corridor, next to the "404" room.

If one of Sakura's netizens stood here, she would probably be able to tell——

What Sakura just used...is clearly "Magic Power Release".

A dark, blood-like blade extended from the black key, and the blade cut horizontally, pulling out a long arc of poignant moonlight.

Different from the dark color on the black key in Sakura's hand, the color of the knife light is brighter, as if diluted many times, like a rose petal cut open in a dark world.

The crow spread its wings, and before it could pounce, it was cut in half.

The crow fell straight from the fourth floor to the ground, and Sakura looked at the remaining feathers left on the floor in front of her, which had already melted into some kind of pitch-like dark liquid.

Moreover, along with beheading the crow, Sakura could clearly feel that the magic power rushing through the magic circuit was filled again.

Hearing the voices in the room, she kicked the door open.

Wrapped in a bath towel and just walked out of the bathroom, the girl who was wiping her hair with her head tilted looked at the door in surprise.

There...

The girl she once admired is majestic and majestic, holding a lightsaber that only appears in movies.

"Student Asakami!?"

part.60 Three Red Warriors One Sword Sakura

There was no light on in the room.

But the clear and cold moonlight projected from the door outside the window is enough to illuminate this small space.

Sakura could clearly see the girl's round, snow-white fragrant shoulders, and the slightly parted startled little mouth under the wet hair.

Girls who have just come out of the bath always have a thrilling beauty.

But when she thought that if she hadn't come, Yuko Onodera's bath at this point would be almost equivalent to sending it to the dining table for nothing, Sakura couldn't help but laugh.

"Get out of the way." Sakura's coquettish voice sounded.

Even with such a hasty drinking sound, in Yuko Onodera's ears, there was a taste of a little girl's milk being coquettish.

Although her head was still dizzy, Yuko Onodera took a step back subconsciously.