Diary of Ye Rong's Essays on the 63rd day of the lunar month in the year when the Holy Dragon dances in the sky
There are only two days left until J-Days, but I am sweating profusely at the end of the year. It's not about cleaning my dirty little room, nor is it about dealing with the big hole that Mifara sister opened before; Basically, the hole has already been instructed by Dilarocha to be handled, and he said at least the entrance must be sealed.
This is a small settlement of dozens of people on the way to Angel Tower in the mouth of Mifarar Sister. When we first arrived, we thought this place had just been plundered by bandits in the desert, without any intact tents or people. It's just quite surprising that no one died or was robbed of any property.
After a brief inquiry, it was learned that a twin sister named Hua, who is about three or four years old, came here to look for a guy named "Eight Defense What?". The tribe members naturally answered that they had never heard of it, and as a result, they angered the strange person, who destroyed their tent. I intuitively felt that this personality was very familiar, which reminded me of someone similar to me... It's better not to write it down to avoid leaving any unfavorable evidence.
As for the reason for staying, it was nothing more than the persistence of the two Magic Fencer. Originally only for the purpose of healing the injured; But since everyone started doing it, I easily began to help organize other affairs. Fortunately, there were not many people and things, and it wasn't long after the sun entered the rock wall, things were almost handled.
I originally intended to say that this trip should be easy, so the sniper rifle only carried a hundred specially designed bullets, but it seems to be wrong. Regardless of the more than ten specialized rounds that have been fired in previous battles, most of them were used to attack mummies that could not be killed. The disappearance of the Cosan group also gave me a headache. I hope the day of using sniper guns as wooden sticks will not come too soon.
"Yerong, have some." Diego took a roasted lamb leg, and Dilarocha also brought a bag of water.
Taking the lamb leg cut with a knife, Yerong bit a small piece into his mouth and slowly chewed it. Putting away his small booklet and pen, Yerong asked, "Why bother so much and even kill a sheep to entertain him?"
As he cut the leg of the lamb with a small knife, Diego said, "The sheep died in the chaos before, so they took a small portion to entertain our helpers. The rest of the dead animals were preserved and made into pickled meat. Not wasting is the most important rule for survival in the desert."
"It's Mifara, isn't she going to eat a little?" Dilarocha asked, and the three of them looked at Mifara sitting on a nearby rock, gazing into the distance.
Starting from the afternoon, when others were involved in the rescue work, she sat alone above the rock without moving. Unknowingly, people would still think that it was a statue with very fine craftsmanship.
Looking at the back, Yerong felt a sense of loneliness. Shake your head and expel the restless breath from your heart. "Don't worry. Sister Mifara told me that she wouldn't have any problems if she didn't eat for twenty or thirty days. For her, food is just for tasting, and she can survive as long as she has water." Yerong recalled what she had learned in the past, but this tone was more of a consolation to herself.
Exhaustion invaded the three young men, and at this time, they were not suitable for too emotional thinking, especially detecting the woman's thoughts. Diego first returned to reality and said in a descriptive tone, "I've been delayed here for half a day. If we set off early tomorrow morning, we can probably reach the Devil's Tower before the evening of the day after tomorrow. Of course, the actions for these days are all to see if we can find an oasis to rest before nightfall. Nighttime operations are too dangerous."
No one has any objections to such a proposal. After organizing their horses and equipment, everyone fell asleep.
And our angel, she is still sitting in the same place, playing with a ruby, which she brought out from Lucifer's spirit body, Satan, before. Looking at the other end of the horizon, she uttered a meaningless sentence: "There's a bad smell..."
Leaving the horse in the desolate gravel desert, although it is a different scene from the desert, it gives Yerong a similar sense of heat. Composed of huge rocks, solid soil, and windblown yellow sand, with occasional overgrowth of weeds along the roadside, this scenery has a unique flavor that catches Ye Rong's eye. The galloping horses only gave Yerong a feeling that he was not fast enough, because the road had not yet bottomed out and the surroundings were still vast.
The suddenly standing horse let out a hiss, and everyone was puzzled by the behavior of the leader Diego, but soon received a good explanation.
Two unexpectedly cute twin sisters are blocking the way. "Do you know where Ba Fang Gouyu is?" "Yes, yes! Do you know?" Her big eyes, braids tied around her temples, and delicate voice all intoxicated people. But it is also clear that the other party was the culprit of yesterday's settlement chaos, which has left others quite puzzled.
Diego was about to answer on behalf of everyone when Mifarar rode up to him and replied in a bad tone, "No matter who you're looking for, make way!"
"Ah~Don't be so fierce." "Yes! We're just asking." The two sisters, who are not over five years old, sang together. But Mifara's expression of disgust was very obvious on his face, and he swung his whip and cursed, "Don't get in the way! Demon race!"
"Oh, I've been caught!" "Yes, it seems a bit bad." The two little girls turned a blind eye to the whips being swung. In the next moment, one of them had already grabbed the tip of the whip and pulled hard; Another person appeared behind Mifara, kicking out his legs.
The following battle was beyond human intervention, with three figures constantly flashing and swapping positions, making it dazzling to see. The sound of crossfire kept popping out, even making people wonder if they were fighting with some special weapon. In fact, it was all physical crossfire.
The world trembled and the wind and clouds changed color. The four horses involuntarily continued to retreat, and the three on the spot couldn't believe that the battle in front of them had reached an incredible level. The strong wind blew, and the elves in the atmosphere whispered warnings to each other, giving Yerong a feeling of returning to the battle three years ago. All of this, from the beginning to this point, was just a blink of an eye. What surprised Yerong, who had experienced this kind of aura the most, was that the other party had a faint advantage.
A beam of lightning, accompanied by the rumbling sound of thunder, struck down as if announcing the outcome of the battle. Mifara was held down by two little girls, one with one hand, and pressed down to the ground.
"Do you know where Ba Fang Gouyu is?" "Yes, do you know?" The little girl still asked in a rather innocent voice. But Mifara relied on her stubborn temper and cursed loudly, "I forgot! Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you!"
Knowing the truth, Yerong couldn't believe what she saw before her. The dancer among the Seven Warriors was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, let alone her original identity as a blazing angel.
However, Mifara's tone remained stubborn, making Yerong feel that the retribution they had imposed on others in the past was about to return to him. One of the little girls who suppressed her, of course, felt unhappy with such a temper and punched Mifara in the back of the head.
I was about to react to the attack on Mifara, regardless of whether the rescued person was much stronger than me, but the feeling that followed prevented Yerong and the other three from taking action. That's like the prey being closely watched by hunters, with the intuitive sense of Ye Rong and others. When they make any movement, it's the time for their death.
At the same time, a pair of jade hands that appeared at an unknown time lifted the two little girls and threw them back from a distance. As soon as he escaped, Mifara bounced forward a long distance before turning around and standing steadily.
"Ah! Ale..." Mifarar looked at the person in front of him with an incredulous gaze. At this moment, Ye Rong and others finally realized that it was a woman who helped Mifara get out of trouble. Shen Sui's black hair paired with Shen Sui's black pupils, and her fair skin color evokes the classic beauty of the East.
"Jingling Jingling, why are you here too?" "Jingling Jingling, she doesn't even say where the Eighth Room is." The two little girls bounced around and entangled with the woman who had thrown them away.
"Ariel, how could you be with the demons? What about the others? What about the Angels?" Mifarar looked at the woman who was comforting the two little girls and said. She only heard her answer, "Don't call me Ali, my current name is Ouyang Jingling, it sounds very nice. And the Angel Army, why mention that past tense noun?"
"How could it be...?" Mifarar exclaimed in shock. Ouyang Jingling continued, "The war has long ended, and the Angel Army has long disintegrated and ceased to exist. The current universe is in a state of balance, and no one can completely surpass others. But why are you still living in this small place?"
"How could that be possible!" Mifara, who was roaring, rushed forward and punched and slapped. But Ouyang Jingling only reached out her right hand, blocking and fighting one by one, and then resolved Mifara's attack.
The two of them engaged in another fierce battle, but in comparison, it is not difficult to see that Ouyang Jingling was responding to Mifara's fiery attack with a relatively relaxed mood. Fists, fists, feet, and feet were all blocked by the freehand brushstrokes, and Mifara's attack was like a gentle breeze to Ouyang Jingling.
Black flames shot out from behind Jingling. While forming lacquered black wings, Jingling used the explosive force to cross a leg and kick Mifara far away. "Really, you can still be considered a blazing angel like character like this. Lord Mifarar can cry."
Yerong's second shock infected two Magic Fencer. From a series of inexplicable conversations just now, one can vaguely guess the true identities of these people. But unfamiliar facts make them hesitant to easily guess or infer the current situation, and they can only sit idly by, watching the events unfold.
As Mifara struggled to hold up her body, Ouyang Jingling sneered and said, "Even though you have resources like the ocean, you only know how to spill them with a spoon. No wonder even a small character like me, who used to be a wise angel, can easily defeat you. Staying in such a small place, just drowning a few ants with a spoonful of water makes you proud. What a childlike temperament!"
The gradually dispersing dark clouds gathered again, and the colorful light shone from the clouds, everything was the same as Mifarar's situation three years ago. The six open wings of light seemed to be demonstrating, and the floating limbs were about to begin a wonderful rhythm. Yes! Dream Dance! Yerong shouted in his heart, as the most powerful move of the blazing angel, Mifarar.
The sand and dust that had been blown up were blowing irregularly in the air, and suddenly countless interlaced thin lines appeared, trapping Mifara who had not yet started dancing. The astonished blazing angel was fixed in the air, motionless. The dancing dust began to gather towards the same place, with a humanoid head at the top of the restraint that tightly held Mifarar. The feeling of ejaculation from both eyes is the ferocity that was detected by Ye Rong and others just now.
Black Wings vibrated, and Ouyang Jingling, who was floating in the air, looked at the raised Mifara. She gave a smile and said, "Remember from now on, don't treat your enemies as immovable targets. Especially with this kind of move that requires preparation." After speaking, the black wing on her back shook again, and Ouyang Jingling rushed towards Mifara's position with a kick.
Breaking free from the constraints formed by the sand and destroying several giant rocks, Mifara crashed straight into the ground, his life or death uncertain. The three people who were still in place confirmed one fact, which was that they not only couldn't get involved in the current situation, but also had no right to intervene.
Returning to the ground, Ouyang Jingling, the humanoid figure gathered in the sand, and the two twin sisters slowly shifted their gaze to Yerong and the two Magic Fencer.
"Are you... you here to invade the human world?" Dilarocha exclaimed in terror.
"No! Actually, we're just here to find someone..." Ouyang Jingling said. However, Dilarocha did not listen to her words and continued to shout, "Oh my goodness! I know you must have come to invade the continent. Prepare to launch a brutal war, killing all humans and other species..."
It is obvious that Dilarocha's successive persecutions... Hmm~it can be said that the hard work and trials have made him a bit neurotic, and he may even have suffered from victim mania. He doesn't care about any explanation from Ouyang Jingling, he just draws conclusions based on what he sees and hears. Just looking at half of the situation and making hasty judgments, Diego beside him couldn't help but sigh, feeling sorry for the time that Sherk had wasted on Dilarocha in the past.
Dilarocha, startled by the constant stimulation in front of her, seemed to use a howl as a means of venting. On the other hand, the several demons in front of me felt a little helpless. Ouyang Jingling let out a loud shout and caught everyone's attention before asking, "You said I came for war. Every war has its reasons. What do you think is the reason why I launched this war?"
"Isn't it to enslave us?" Dilarocha answered cautiously. Ouyang Jing Lingdao said, "It's better to have a dog than to have you. When I call its name, it knows how to bark twice! Next!"
"For the resources on the mainland?"
"The 22nd Military Region includes several galaxies around it. If you want to dig something, just dig in an empty place. Do you think this rundown place has any special resources? Next!"
"... for the sake of survival space?"
"We are not satisfied with where we live. Although the sky is a bit dark, there are also mountains and water. What's good about being neighbors with you narrow-minded people! Next!"
"... learned that we were going to the Angel Tower to find the whereabouts of God's Love Song, so we came specifically to intercept it?"
"Oh~! God's armor has appeared! But that thing is only for decoration, and there are many stronger weapons than it. What should we do with a prop armor specifically designed to promote the teachings of the gods? Besides, you said it yourself. I don't know if you didn't say it yet. Next reason."
"Do you have nothing to do in your free time?"
A burst of laughter erupted in front of me! Two little girls have already rolled to the ground with smiles; Ouyang Jingling, on the other hand, hugged her belly and bent down to laugh; Although the Sand Man did not emit a deafening laughter, he could still see some laughter from the corners of his face and mouth.
"Hahaha! I'm sorry, I overestimated your intelligence to talk to you so seriously. I didn't expect someone to come up with such an answer to the reason for war, 'You have nothing to do in your spare time'! Oh my goodness! Hahaha~" Ouyang Jingling said, enduring the pain in her abdominal muscles.
Listening to the laughter of the demons, Yerong and Diego couldn't help but cast a resentful gaze at Dilarocha, as if informing themselves that they were displeased with promoting human foolishness for him. Dilarocha blushed at the sight, while he himself was grateful for the headscarf that covered his face.
As she wiped away the tears flowing from her smile at the corner of her eyes, Ouyang Jingling smiled and said, "Stop making a fuss. I was just ordered to find Peach and Caizi. It has nothing to do with any of your human affairs."
Upon hearing these words, both little girls stopped laughing and said, "What's going on?" "The Eight Houses Gouyu hasn't been found yet. Is there anything else?"
Just as he was about to answer, a phone suddenly popped up next to the sand man. "Hello~, Sha Mo is not here. You can find someone else to answer." After saying that, he yawned heavily and handed the microphone to Ouyang Jingling. In his extremely unique deep voice, he said, "I'm looking for you."
Regarding Sha Mo's clear shirking of responsibility, Ouyang Jingling gave a glance before taking the microphone and saying, "Hey! What's going on?... Oh! Yes... I understand." After hanging up the microphone, she said, "I'm glad! Juni has already found Room 8."
"Oh, really, really!" "Yes! What can I do for you?" The twin sister Hua exclaimed happily; Another person, while feeling happy, asked in confusion.
"The commander wants all thirteen demon gods to gather and prepare to distribute candy."
"Oh, that's great!" "Hurry up, hurry up!" The two little girls, who looked only three or four years old, looked eager when they heard there was sugar to eat. If I hadn't seen their previous combat strength, I would have been deceived by their innocent appearance. The two of them dragged Ouyang Jingling together and advanced towards a hole opened by Sha Mo out of thin air.
The first person to enter the cave entrance is the sand demon who transforms into a sand mist and gets entangled in the cave entrance. Next up are two twin sisters who are under five years old in appearance and may actually be several hundred or even thousands of times older than their appearance. Before entering, Ouyang Jingling stopped and turned around, saying, "Let me tell you a few small secrets. As early as five thousand years ago, the commander promised that we would not invade him voluntarily during his lifetime. Of course, those of you humans who lead wolves into the house are not within the scope of the promise. Also, if you want to enter the Angel Tower, you may need this." After that, he threw the hairpin that was originally inserted in his hair towards Dila Roxia. After throwing a meaningful smile, enter the opening that began to close.
Taking on the hairpin, Dilarocha spread out her palm and carefully examined it. The whole body is carved with crystal, and it is a lion head connected to a slender wing carving. However, they didn't spend too much time studying the hairpin and looked up at the place where Mifarar fell.
"What should I do?"
"What else can we do? Dig it out first, and then find a place to rest."
"Ah~"
"Wow, what a great sunset!" Yerong praised the orange sunlight that began to set in the distance.
"Well, from the past, I have always thought that the various scenery I see in the desert is the most beautiful. Watching the sunset, accompanied by the swaying figure like a scorching sun, is truly the highest enjoyment." Dilarocha responded to Yerong intoxicated.
"I never expected the desert to have such a charming atmosphere. It's really hard to notice without calming down and savoring it carefully."
"In fact, every place has its beautiful side. Have you ever seen it? Sherk often teaches us to look around when it comes to something. Only by looking horizontally, vertically, left and right can we see some clues. If you haven't done this, don't draw any conclusions easily. It's just that I often forget about these moments. Hahaha~"
"By the way, I've never been able to figure out the difference between dusk and sunset."
"It's really difficult to distinguish. According to my definition, dusk should be the short period of time when the sky is still bright after the sunset has sunk into the horizon, and the sunset is the time when the eyes can look at the sun more gently and directly."
"Yeah~"
"By the way! Yerong, who exactly is Miphal? Why did today's incident confuse me?"
"She? Mifarar is a blazing angel, and she is also a well-known figure among the Seven Samurai known as a dancer."
"Really? Why does it look like a mixed card today?"
"Shh! Don't say this too loudly, be careful not to suffer."
"Hello! Is she really the Seven Samurai?"
"That's for sure, it's genuine. I can guarantee her with my personality, even more so than real money! I can use my life and honor as a guarantee."
"Don't be so serious! I believe it's enough. But how can the legend of the Seven Warriors be counted for a long time?"
"Well, it's hard to say in a single word. Anyway, do you understand this... that...?"
"You just say this and that, only then can you know there are ghosts."
"So I said it's hard to say in one word."
"Ah~! Forget it, forget it! I really didn't expect the Seven Warriors in my mind to look like this."
Diego, who had been silent on the side, exclaimed in surprise, "Yerong, there's a scorpion behind your head!"
"Really! Help me get rid of him, come on!"
"Dialing... how do you tell me to dial?"
"That's blowing! Dilarocha, help me blow, come on! Wow~I'm climbing up!"
"Hoo hoo~" Hoo hoo~Yerong, I can't blow it off! "
A foot from outside stepped on the scorpion that had climbed onto Yerong's head and landed on the ground. Diego, buried in the ground with only one head exposed, watched helplessly as the scorpion was ravaged by a flawless jade leg, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.
The owner of the jade legs crouched down and looked at the three heads that had emerged from the ground. He grabbed a handful of sand and sprinkled it on Yerong's head. With a tone of complaint, he said, "Why don't you help me..."
"Miss, how can I help you? We can't even get in touch!"
I grabbed the second handful of sand and continued to sprinkle it. "So what? Just give me a few blocks... why don't you help me..."
"I... bah bah! The sand is buried in my mouth. bah bah!"
"Go to hell! You..." The sand continued to sprinkle.