Unusual tour group

【six】

【...There is no need to hate them. 】

【...This... is also good... I'm tired too...】

【I'm just sorry... You haven't grown up yet...】

[In the name of God of Creation, I will grant you the post of "Destruction", Day. 】

--that person……

--that's all……

——Thrown into "Still Water"...disappeared...

——nothing... nothing left...

——Only... the godhead he bestowed upon me...

——That's why I said I don't want it, because...

——The so-called "successor" is always...

—Which one was left behind?

"...Your Majesty."

"...Molly?" I opened my eyes. There was no light in the dim room, but with my eyesight, I could still tell that the person standing by the bed was Molly.

Ah, that's right, after your lord died, all the waiters who relied on his divine power disappeared... only Molly, who taught me to do it myself, so she is the only one here.

"Today someone came to report that His Majesty's foot ban has been lifted."

My dressing hand paused: "...how is the situation in 'that lord'?"

"Except for Your Majesty, all the dark ones have been imprisoned in the "Abyss of Lost", and 'that lord'... has also fallen asleep, and even the palace has been sealed... But it is worth mentioning that the one who looks like the tree of God was also implicated. "

"That one?! Oh...God really... If you don't even let that one go...it's stupid." I sneered again and again, "No wonder...from today, we will thank you behind closed doors, and no one will come! "

"……Yes."

After Molly went out, I took out a piece of white jade from under the pillow.

Carefully caressing the extremely ordinary white jade for a while, I thought of the ruthless smile of the woman in white yesterday.

"I'm the head of the 'abnormal tour group', I don't know Mr. Zhou, would you like to join?"

The white jade slipped from my hand, making a very pleasant breaking sound.

The next moment, the woman really appeared.

"So, have you thought about it?"

"Naturally, Sansheng is lucky to be able to cooperate with you."

【Seven】

So I joined the organization called the tour group, which was actually a high-level rebel army.

At that time, it was just the two of us.

Then the staff increased little by little until Xiao Qi arrived.

Slowly, the place also has the taste of home.

And I met that fairy named Prince Changqin by chance when I was on a mission to find the godhead fragment of "that lord".

That gentle and calm fairy who is somewhat similar to His Majesty.

He is very nice at playing the piano, and His Majesty also likes the piano, but I have never seen him play it.

At that time, it was the first time for me to go on a mission, and it would be a long time to get back the godhead fragments if the upper echelon didn't find out, so in my free time, I loved going to Mt. A bird, listen to him playing the piano, listen to him talking with that water gizzard called Qianyu.

Until he died because of the collapse of the sky pillar

was thrown into reincarnation.

So I can only feel that the habit is really a terrible thing. After collecting all the fragments of the godhead, I proposed to the head of the group that we should no longer take in people to make up the auspicious number eight, right?

After so long, my ears are spoiled.

It's a bit unaccustomed to not hear the sound of that person's piano.

【Eight】

The captain agreed.

Then approve me to be his guide.

From the encounter in Hengshan, mutual testing along the way, watching lanterns together in Qinchuan, life and death at sea, to the little bit of reluctance before parting in Penglai, the nervousness and anxiety after losing contact.

At the beginning, I used him as a substitute in my memory, and then I gradually got used to his piano sound. When I really got to know him, I found his change, so I started to be interested in him.

I reunited with him when he became Ouyang Shaogong. Consciously or unintentionally, I did not use the backup appearance of Princess Xunfang in my backpack, but used Fang Ruyue's identity to meet him. Maybe since then, I have already had a sign in my heart up.

I will always pay attention to his small movements; I like to pull his sleeves and see his helpless expression; I will be as self-willed as before in front of him; when he is really worried, he never expresses it directly, only sarcasm...

Bit by bit, I don't know when, he has become important.

He would be happy to hear that he remembered what he promised me a long time ago, so I happily took him to the night market and acted like a baby to him.Even on the boat, just watching the lanterns drifting away, listening to him playing the piano, and saying some plain and meaningless words, I will feel satisfied, and I will not hate water so strongly...

Even knowing that I will have a fever, I don't want to stop this kind of time.

It may be the most relaxed time when I was in Qingyu Altar.

My nature gradually came back, self-willed and arrogant, and I made some harmless little jokes with him. Although the talk was boring, I always followed him around, and gradually let him get used to my existence.

Habits are terrible things.

I have always believed so firmly.

When I was in Anlu, I quarreled with him because of his behavior, but when he expressed his meaning in a vague way, I ran away without any hope.

It took so long for him to get used to me, to my character, to tolerate everything about me, to always have me by his side, until he... likes me.In the end, I realized that if the previous incident did not pass, I would never be able to truly like others.

Then, make a promise, and wait until you go back...

If, after going back...

【nine】

After settling the matter there and taking him back to "Du Kong", he only rested for one night.

Early the next morning, Xiao Qi took half of the godhead spelled out by "that adult" to his palace to wake him up.

The remaining people will lead to the "Lost Abyss" through the passage of the sacred tree, liberating the dark gods who have been imprisoned in it since its inception.

The decisive battle is coming soon.

"Changqin."

"Ok?"

"If we can succeed this time, let's...be together."

"Hi, even if we fail, we are already together.

"

The author has something to say: It’s still a story, and this number is really unlucky.