Even after exhausting all the knowledge in the world, Jonah could not explain why Long Ji would appear at this moment, this incredible fact. No matter from which angle he looked at it, the person standing beside him was the man in black. Black hair, black eyes, an oriental woman as mysterious as night. With the faint cold wind in the cave, the silver threads in her hair rippled, and the tiny flashes of light were like stars.
"What's wrong with you?" Long Ji tilted her face slightly and asked with concern.
"No, it's nothing..." The astrologer's apprentice felt a rumbling in his head. For a moment, it seemed that the whole world had disappeared. He stammered in reply. Unconsciously, he reached out and tried to touch the other party's clothes: "How did you get here? Come. You are not in the Golden City. Where is Eli? Where is he? What happened to Sibi. Oh, so many things happened after the separation..."
The oriental woman's razor-sharp lip line formed a heart-stirring arc: "Why bother asking so many questions. You are here. I am here too. Isn't this enough?"
"Enough. Enough..." Yona's heart beat like a drum. His fingers touched the other person's body. The smooth silk texture and the plump and flowing skin under the clothes were more real than the most real woman. She's real. She's really here.
Long Ji stood on tiptoes and took a step closer. Yona's skin immediately felt her cold and hot breath. "Yona. Yona." The oriental woman gently called his name. At the end of each sentence, there was an exotic character. The astrologer's apprentice trembled all over. He didn't dare to look directly into her eyes. He was afraid that the deep vortex in her pupils would swallow him up instantly. He stared at Long Ji's pointed chin and fair and slender neck. The skin is so white and tender that you can almost see the green blood vessels through the skin.
Yona swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Long Ji. What...what are you going to do..."
The male instinct of the 17-year-old boy has long been awakened. Just because of the huge pressure of fate, he usually selectively ignores it. At this moment, every drop of blood in his body is rushing towards the male symbol. His brain is dizzy due to lack of supplies. Drowsy. I don't know what I'm talking about. I don't know what I'm doing.
"Jona. Yona." did not answer. Long Ji only called softly in a unique way. There were sweet flowers blooming in every syllable. She took a step closer. Yona raised his head hastily. It happened to be with hers. Eyes met. What kind of eyes were those? Pupils darker than the sea before dawn. There was a storm crazier than the hurricane of the God's Blessed Sea. With just a light touch, the astrologer's apprentice's last ounce of sanity was shattered. Melting quietly like ice flowers under the scorching sun. "Long Ji..." Yona murmured the woman's name. He opened his arms and wanted to embrace her.
"What are you doing? Stop it."
A sudden loud shout broke the charm. There was a buzzing in Yona's ears, and he regained some clarity. He and Long Ji stopped moving, and turned their heads to look together. They found Danny Stewart standing aside, with an inexplicable face written all over his face. of surprise and bizarre anger.
"And you, Hannah, don't go any further." The man from the Stewart family roared and waved his arm. The dagger shot out with a ray of cold light. It pierced the rock wall in front of Hannah with a clang. Hannah Stewart? She turned her head in confusion. In front of her was the wall of the cave. Three bunches of extremely sharp mica pieces were embedded in the wall like knives. If the current head of Stuart's family took one step forward, he would be easily penetrated through the chest.
"Cargo friend, sister, what you saw was an illusion. Don't believe the guy you saw... no matter who it is." Danny jumped anxiously and kept shouting loudly. "It must be those damn pink mushrooms. Listen. .Stay awake. You can't see the person opposite you here and now. It's just an illusion. Don't be defeated by your own illusions."
Yona rubbed his nose and said in confusion: "She is not an illusion. Her appearance, her voice, her smell... Oh, I'm sorry. Long Ji. His name is Danny Stewart. He is the three-masted sailboat I am riding on." Sailor on board. A very good companion. This is the first time you have met."
"Hello, Danny." The Oriental woman nodded to Danny.
"Damn you, you big-headed ghost." Danny said angrily: "You are surrounded by a ball of scary-sharp broken mica. How can you be damned by Long Ji? If I hadn't been unable to get through, I would have rushed over and slapped you both left and right. What a slap in the face."
Long Ji chuckled and covered her mouth: "He is such an interesting guy."
"That's right." Jonah smiled. "It's just that I didn't know what to do today. It was a bit rude."
"Let's go over there and talk, okay." The Eastern woman tugged on the astrologer's apprentice's sleeve. "Find a quiet place. I don't want anyone to disturb our conversation."
"Of course. Of course." Jonah smiled innocently and followed the graceful figure in front of him. Not far away, Hannah Stewart also spread her arms and gave a hug to the influence of nothingness.
Danny finally couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and shouted into the air not far in front of him: "Edward Schmidt. I'll give you one last chance. Get out of the way. I don't care why you followed us here." And why is the cross in front of me blocking my way? But after three counts, even if the person blocking the way is the main god Luta herself, I will run over her body."
The owner of the "Light of the Goddess" was wearing a leather jacket and black trousers. He stood upright in front of Danny with a crossbow. There was a smoking bullet hole in his jacket. It was a tornado in the desert. A gift received while racing with Hannah before appearing. "What they saw was not an illusion. Dear Stewart. In this magical place. The person you miss most will come to you according to your request. This is also the reason why I appeared." The reason for being here." The black-haired young man showed an elegant smile and hung the huge crossbow on his back. He turned his wrist and a crystal clear diamond ring appeared in the palm of his hand. "I feel that you miss me. Now, can you feel my deep attachment to you? Dear Stuart."
"Three..." Danny unbuttoned his robe, revealing his muscular upper body.
Edward knelt down on one knee and held up the dazzling engagement ring. "With the permission of Emperor Isaibaink of the Tocharian Empire. In the name of Lazi, the main god of the Zavi people, the god of war and blacksmiths. I. Edward Schmidt..."
"Two..." Danny bent down and tied the hem of his wide-leg pants with a bag.
"...make a sacred marriage request to Danny Stewart. You are not only my joy. You are also the crown on my head. I pray to the Creator to give me the honor to grow old with you. I hope you are willing to accept my love. .May our future be as glorious as the Lord God's promise. From now on, I will take care of you, respect you, and protect you. I will give my life to you..." Edward put his hand on his heart and said every word. Say your marriage vows.
"One..." Danny stood up straight and gritted his teeth. The muscles all over his body were shaking violently as if they were alive. This was a secret technique given to him in private by one of the seven sailor companions of the King of Sand Pirates. He was in charge of the deck. The uncle who worked as a sailor once said to him: "You are a very smart boy. No matter what skill you have, you can master it as soon as you learn it; but if you lack perseverance, you cannot be particularly proficient in a certain skill. You will become a qualified sailor." But there is still a very difficult road to go to become a reliable man. Next, I will give you a special method. At the moment when you must fight hard, it can stimulate all the potential in your body. Let You become a man among men. As for the consequences you have to bear, you will naturally know when the time comes. When you have someone you must protect, you will understand everything. My child, this is the romance of a man... "
"...Let you be the master of the 'Light of the Goddess'. I promise to be a partner who is obedient to you, loyal to you and loves you. Wherever you go, I will go; where you stay, I will stay. "Your kingdom is my kingdom. Your God is my God... Will you join me? Danny Stewart."
Edward held up the beautiful ring. There was a moving light in his eyes.
"Not now. Edward." A tear fell from the corner of Danny's eye, but before it could fall down his cheek, it was evaporated by the heat coming out of every pore. "The poison of playing with emotions, the phantom of hypocrisy...explode for me. Explode. Explode.”
The man from the Stewart family punched the phantom of Edward Schmidt. An attack that exceeded the limit of human physical strength. The electric fist penetrated the black-haired man's chest with a "bang". Incomparably real blood spurted out. A huge fan painted with passion spread out behind Edward. Edward looked pale and languished. He stretched out his hands with his last strength and held Danny's arm: "...Dear Stuart. If...if This is your answer...I.I accept..."
Danny pulled out his arm with a pop. Edward fell to the dust with a splash. Danny slowly opened his bloody palm. Thick blood dripped down. In his palm, there was an extra bloody ring. Covered by the blood The contaminated diamond no longer shines. But the Schmidt family coat of arms on the gold ring becomes exceptionally clear.
"Why...why aren't you awake yet?" Danny stared blankly at the blood-stained ring. "I have defeated my own phantom. I should wake up..."
In a pool of blood, the black-haired man who should have disappeared was using his last remaining strength to move his eyes. He looked at dear Stuart with his blue eyes, as if he wanted to imprint the other person's appearance into his soul, which was about to be favored by the Lord.
"No. This damn phantom. Disappear quickly." The last thing Danny could do before losing strength and falling down was to grab two pieces of gravel and throw them at his sister and cargo friend. After mobilizing his potential, Muscle control allowed him to accurately knock down his two companions. Then, he collapsed in a pool of Edward Schmidt's blood.