The silver-haired woman's voice was still floating in the night wind, and Nightmare Douluo had already knelt down.
It's not that he wants to kneel down. It's because his knees are weak on their own.
The gust of wind behind him was getting closer and closer. He didn't look back, but he knew that a monster was coming from that direction.
"Senior, senior - we are just running errands!" His voice was shrill and harsh, "The container and the shells were all arranged by the teaching, we just guarded them -"
"Yes, yes!" Abomination Douluo also plopped down and knelt down, "We don't even know what that girl's name is! You are so noble - we swear, we will never step into Shrek again! No, we will never step into Douluo Three Kingdoms again!"
The silver-haired woman said nothing.
The wind picked up.
Nightmare Douluo's back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Senior, spare your life! We are willing--"
Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind passed by him.
Nightmare Douluo only had time to see a cyan afterimage emerge from the moonlight, and then the back of his neck went numb, and he lost consciousness.
Abomination Douluo's eyes widened. He saw the cyan figure standing behind Nightmare at some point, with five fingers pressing on his cervical vertebrae, like pinching a chicken. He wanted to retreat, but before he could move, everything in front of him was pitch black.
The two figures fell softly into the grass.
Lan lowered her head and glanced down, as if to confirm that they were still breathing. Two wind ropes rolled out from her fingertips and tied them tightly. She raised her hands and the two bodies floated lightly and hung behind her.
"Take them back." Long Jinyu glanced at the two unconscious Evil Soul Master, his eyes unchanged.
"There are three more over there in the cave." Lan floated to his side and said in a very soft voice, "Soul Douluo, they were trapped in the corridor by the explosion. Do you want to arrest them?"
"Catch."
"Alive?"
"Hmm."
Lan nodded. No one moved, but Long Jinyu felt that the air around him suddenly became lighter--
She took a ray of wind and went out.
After a while, several short muffled hums were heard in the distance, followed by the sound of gravel rolling down.
The wind came back, covering three unconscious figures.
Lan didn't even move his feet.
Long Jinyu glanced at her and moved the corner of his mouth slightly. "Lan, thank you, you are stronger than I thought."
Lan rolled his eyes. "It's a matter of duty. In the future, Lan will have more skills to show to the Lord... to Jin Yu."
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it. Now, let's go back."
Lan nodded, and a sky-blue portal opened silently in front of the two of them. The two stepped into it.
At the exit is Yanhuang Lingyun's exclusive interrogation room - Heart-Questioning Pavilion.
At the end of the deep corridor, Yu was already waiting there, his long emerald hair standing out in the darkness.
The walls on both sides are light gray and look smooth and warm. The air is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, mixed with some indescribable refreshing breath - it is so clean that it makes people panic.
I don't know if it's an illusion or a psychological effect, but Long Jinyu always feels that Sister Yu is a little different from before - the luster of her green hair is deeper, there is a thin line on the dragon's horns, and the whole portrait is shrouded in a thin halo, indescribably... pretty.
"Everyone is here?" Yu glanced at the six groups of "human figures" floating behind Lan.
"It's all done." Lan said in a brisk tone, "My eldest sister, the commander above, was almost injured. You, the 'medic', are not qualified for your job~"
"Oh? Sister Lan, your skin is itchy just after you woke up?" Yu didn't say anything, but there was a smile in her eyes. She raised her hand and tapped Lan's head lightly, "I saw you had arrived, so I didn't take action."
Lan rubbed the top of his head that didn't hurt, and replied with a smile, "Sister is old, so it's normal that her reactions can't keep up~"
He punched me again. "Who are you talking about being older? I'm looking for a fight."
Lan turned her head to avoid it and smiled even brighter, "Okay, okay, sister will always be eighteen, okay?"
Long Jinyu looked at this scene and felt a little relieved inexplicably. "Okay, okay, sisters, don't make trouble for now--"
Before he finished speaking, the air was quiet for a moment.
Yu and Lan looked at each other at the same time.
His emerald eyes met the sky-blue ones.
Then, the two of them laughed in unison.
There was no teasing or competition in that smile, just a kind of tacit tenderness that spanned a long time.
As he opened his arms wider, Lan dived in without hesitation.
Their green hair and black hair were intertwined, and they hugged each other without saying a word.
Long Jinyu's eyes paused on the two overlapping figures for a moment, swallowed, and then quickly turned away.
The base of my ears feels a little hot.
He stared at Soul Guidance Lamp on the wall, pretending to study its brightness, and twisted his cuffs unnaturally with his fingers.
--This scene is somewhat exciting.
After a while, Lan Congyu raised his head from his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, your true body armor is so beautiful."
I was even more startled.
She stretched out her hand to tuck the messed up black hair around Lan's ears, and her voice was a little lower than usual:
"... You just have a sweet mouth."
She paused, and soft ripples appeared in her green eyes, "... Just wake up. From now on, you will be by my side."
Lan blinked. "Well, I will take care of the big sister's worries from now on."
He said nothing more and just patted the back of her head gently.
Long Jinyu: "..."
The two let go, Lan rubbed his nose, and returned to his playful smile, "Okay, okay, it's so numb, let's work, work."
Long Jinyu waited for a while to make sure that the two of them would not hug each other suddenly, and then cleared his throat. "Ahem, um... sister Yu, where is sister Grandmaster?"
She stopped smiling, turned to look at him, and softened her voice. "She is settled. The hidden injuries on her body are no longer harmful, but the physical and mental consumption was too great. She is now resting in the treatment room."
Long Jinyu nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He knew better, so he didn't need to worry about it.
"Let's go." He took the lead and walked deeper into the corridor. "This time is different from the dozen or so little guys before. One worshipper and two elders are considered big fish. You have to dig out the contents in their bellies."
Yu followed him. "Jin Yu is right. We can take this opportunity to find out the details of that 'rat'."
Lan floated up from behind. "Jin Yu, can you personally review the biggest one and leave the rest to me? I won't let you down."
"Okay." Long Jinyu responded, turning his head to look at Yu, "Sister Yu, please accompany me to see this offering."
He didn't answer any more.
The dragon's tail stretched out silently and wrapped it around Long Jinyu's waist in a leisurely manner - it didn't curl it up and then loosen it, but wrapped it around and around. The warm scales stuck to the skin through the thin shirt, and Long Jinyu's breath was suffocated.
The next second, he had been lifted up.
"... Sister Yu, I... I can walk by myself." Long Jinyu protested weakly.
She ignored him even more. She turned and raised her eyebrows at Lan, took the unconscious Blood Prison Douluo with Soul Power, and then swayed towards the depths of the Heart-Questioning Pavilion.
Long Jinyu was hanging in the air, her silver hair swaying behind her, not daring to move or look down.
Lan: "..."
She stood there, watching the emerald-colored figure carrying her master farther and farther away, and the corner of her mouth twitched. "... Sister, you are... kidnapping your master."
She sighed and carried the five figures in another direction.