Before He Crab could see what was happening, the gleaming fork in Rensuke Shirakawa's hand had already flown out and shattered the two-meter-tall sculpture.
Ah this! The river crab was stunned, this is so good! Why suddenly...
Among the gypsum debris flying in the sky, river crabs rotated and jumped left and right with their eyes closed...
Ahem, it swallowed and muttered silently: "I didn't hit you! It didn't hit me! It was all done by that guy who doesn't know how high the sky is! Don't let me take the blame! Don't let me take the blame.
Take the blame! Hey, hey, hey! I'm just a weak, helpless and pitiful river crab!"
He Xrab: This guy doesn’t have a good-looking face in vain! Although this face... well, it’s just a little prettier than this handsome guy. But where did he get the courage to break it?
Things in the church! Is he tired of living?
As the sculpture was shattered, a gray figure fell from the sky. Rensuke Shirakawa's eyes lit up, and he threw himself forward to catch the figure without caring about his grace.
The river crab is amazed at this speed! Those long legs are really not in vain!
However, the next second he dropped the thing in his arms to the ground, and the cold air around him could freeze the crab to death.
He Xie felt that he had indeed been hit hard. Even if he wanted to break his head, he still couldn't figure out what kind of people these people were. They were getting better and worse, just like having rabies.
Until there was a loud "crunch" on his forehead——
River Crab: Died at the age of xxx.
This time it was really knocked unconscious.
Ye Zhaoling sat on the shell of a river crab and reached out to touch it blankly. It was okay, okay, she was still missing her arms and legs.
Rensuke Shirakawa came over and helped Ye Zhaoling up.
The latter was still a little dazed. He rubbed his waist that had been hit twice and stood up following the force.
Rensuke Shirakawa was the first to ask: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, what about that thing?" Ye Zhaoling held his hand, "It hasn't answered my question yet, so we must not let it go."
"Sorry, my question, I didn't notice them, I probably took the opportunity to escape secretly." Shirakawa Rensuke's emerald eyes turned slightly, and the two monsters on the ground not far away disappeared in a blur.
"Sigh. Forget it, it's okay. You don't have to blame yourself. This guy is quite cunning." Ye Zhaoling sighed.
Rensuke Shirakawa helped her sit on a chair and asked in a gentle voice: "May I ask what the problem is?"
"It's nothing important."
Rensuke Shirakawa did not choose to get to the bottom of it, but instead talked about another topic.
"Do you remember what I told you?"
Ye Zhaoling was stunned for a moment, remembering the few words he specifically found himself saying after the intermission.
But she couldn't fully understand what he meant by saying those words: "I remember, but I don't quite understand."
"Ms. Ye, I hope you know that these are not reckless words made by me in a moment of enthusiasm. After careful consideration, I still think very highly of you."
"Why me?" Ask yourself, Ye Zhaoling is not yet a healthy person, and the things she can do are even much less than the average person.
"Why?" When facing Ye Zhaoling, Shirakawa Rensuke's patience was always unusually abundant. "Not all questions will be answered, and not all questions will have answers, right?"
"At least you know the answer, you just don't want to tell me." Ye Zhaoling felt that he was not someone who could be fooled easily.
"Miss Ye, if I sincerely invite you to cooperate with me now, would you be willing?"
"I don't want to."
Being sincere is not just a matter of words. Anyway, she, Ye Zhaoling, doesn’t know why. Now she has a natural feeling of repulsion towards men who look too outstanding, especially when talking about trust and so on with her.
She didn't even have to think about the topic, her first reaction was to refuse.
The wind howled by.
There was a moment of silence between the two.
Rensuke Shirakawa broke the silence: "I understand why you are worried, Miss Ye. If I can, I will prove myself to you. I am far more suitable for you than others."
Ye Zhaoling always felt that this statement sounded a bit ambiguous.
But Rensuke Shirakawa didn't say anything more.
He took off his cloak and put it on Ye Zhaoling.
Before the wind calmed down, the orange-red mist slowly sank into the earth. Now they could no longer swallow up the light of the night sun at will.
At first, the mist came fiercely, covering the sky and the sun, as if it was blocking the mysterious changes caused by something in the golden sun protection zone; in the end, the mist surged and moved more powerfully, as if everything happened in an instant.
Then it sank into the unfathomable depths of the earth.
The dark clouds are still crawling slowly and dullly across the sky, they are harmless and gentle.
The dark clouds are always a "sea" lying upside down on the dull and roaring vast land. They are like waves rushing towards the ground like fluffy gray mountain peaks, or they are like waves that have been split by the strong wind for a long time.
Wounds that won't heal.
The tone of the wind is very special at this moment, as if it can only be heard at this special moment and cannot be heard anywhere else; a series of countless violent waves, sweeping from all directions in waves, they seem to have a clear division of labor,
When he came here, he subdivided his voice into three types.
The whole wind roared by, and people seemed to be able to imagine that they passed by the crimson castle on the high ground of the Golden Sun Sanctuary, blew through the steaming Moon River, and thus carried away hundreds of millions of mushroom spores through the Elf Cave.
As a result, a blue storm can be seen between the sky and the earth——
Then an endless blue spread out.
This deep blue storm rises toward the sky, slowly rising.
Together with the sound of the wind, a strange melody was played together. The bass, alto and treble could all be heard. When passing through the cave, it was the most muddy bass among the chiming bells.
The second thing people can hear is the rustling sound of holly trees.
And this last one is smaller but higher-pitched than the first two sounds. It sounds like the harsh sound made by a hobbling old man slowly dragging the old man's chair.
At this moment, people's ears are hearing such a voice. It is older and weaker than the previous two, and it is more difficult to find its source immediately, but the impression it leaves on people is extremely strong.
After the crisis, these strange rumors seem to have become milder. At least they will not kill people easily.
