Chapter Fifty-Five I Don't Promise
The barrier began to turmoil-
Unlike the turmoil that had to be merged and recast before, it was as if something was coming again.?.?`
In an instant, the bright light of dusk gathered from all directions, submerging the entire sky in an instant, leaving the stars and the moon empty.
Soon, the light of dusk immediately condensed into a human form, and it was not long after that, it condensed successfully.
It was a woman with a purple skin in a snowy dress that seemed simple but was given to her by the aurora, as if it was the perfect girl produced in the light.
Her face was engraved with a rune-like pattern that a guy named Odin once used to kill the entire Nordic, as if the crystals condensed by the aurora were decorated with decorations... Well, at least tell everyone that it was not dandruff or something.
Colorful aurora like glazed glass began to spread from her face, making decorations like head crowns between her temples.
The white clothes turned into a simple and noble white long skirt, with slender arms and left shoulders exposed to the air, wearing colorful cloud crowns on their heads, as if they were crystallized equipment, and their hands were bound to their chests, making a sacred posture that seemed to be praying for someone.
That is the posture that Ling Meng appeared when she was possessed by the divine character of the Goddess of Dawn......
It was also the one that made Ling Yan feel the most fearful attitude... The fear of his lover being swallowed by the inexplicable unjust soul of God Gree...
"Can you let go of the child first? Ling Yan?" As if he didn't notice Ling Yan's inner fear, the girl spoke to Ling Yan, and her voice was the voice that Ling Yan was most familiar with and longed to hear.
There is no need to doubt that it is a inferior thing like illusion. For him, this sound is the most terrifying illusion and cannot be simulated. It is also the sound that makes Ling Yan want to let go of his palm and the sound that is about to take action in an instant.?.?`
But he still didn't move, and even tightened the force of pinching his throat.
For some reason, Ling Yan's subconscious mind was telling him - this woman, this woman who is exactly the same as her is definitely not her own witch, the witch wife named Boli Lingmeng.
"Why?" She looked at the man in front of her, the god she served. Her husband: "Aren't I already out? Why do you still make things difficult for this child?"
She looked at Ling Yan who was beginning to be alert, put down her hands in her original prayer posture, slowly stretched out her hand, trying to touch her lover in front of her... She looked at her slender arms that had slightly changed from the past: "Now I have almost merged with the barrier... So I can only see you with the inscribed appearance on this divine character..."
In a blink of an eye, Ling Yan changed his face and even had the urge to open his divine realm!
Within a short distance, he could feel his last connection with Ling Meng from his person to the throat of Ling Meng, and it began to weaken continuously, just as the sound of the spirit stone recorded by the spirit stone radio in the zero series was intermittent. It was full of misery and pain, and there was also a pure joy lurking deep in her soul...
No, this is definitely not Ling Meng, but he cannot tell what the details are wrong.
However, at this moment, she had already hugged Ling Yan... By the way, Ling Yan completely let go and completely release her younger generation.
"Well! Cough cough cough--!" After getting rid of the feeling of being infinitely close to suffocation, the current Boli witch opened the Akawa hole and appeared beside Yayuzu without any hesitation. While coughing, she showed a safe expression: "I can finally breathe, but it feels really uncomfortable not to breathe."
"Then now is a good opportunity." Yasuo Zi looked at Ling Yan at this moment and waved her hand again, and spoke a murderous line: "Lingmeng.w?ww.`If we take all our strength, we can kill that guy, right?"
She said this, and the powers representing danger and terror continued to appear in the open gap.
For them, it is the best chance to kill Ling Yan: after all, for both Yakumo and the entire Fantasy Village, Ling Yan is too dangerous... Whether it is what she fears, or for the future of Fantasy Village or the identity of the monster sage!
She needs to cut off all future troubles for this fantasy country, this ideal place for her and Lingmeng!
Although Feng Jian Youxiang will not take action now, as long as Boli witch and the monster sage join forces, if the man is to be eliminated - even if it is only one percent, it must be done!
If Boli witches are all the swords of monster sages, then isn’t the monster sage the sword of Fantasy Country?
She has sacrificed everything for Fantasy Village. She is absolutely without regrets!
"——Well." Nodded, Boli's witch once again activated the dream-born mode. The demon-sealing needle was clamped between her fingers, and countless talismans were suspended around her like floating cannons for attack and defense.
Although she really wanted to say to Yakumoto. Just let her senior say the final farewell to this man... But thinking about the power of this man and his danger...
She couldn't guarantee whether this guy would do what the male protagonist would do in those novels after his senior completely disappeared...
In any case, as a witch of Boli, she must put the safety of Fantasy Village first, just like the monster sage.
This is the fate and responsibility of the Boli witch, or the kind engraved in the soul... As long as it is a guy who endangers the peace in Fantasy Village, the Boli witch must completely punish them!
"Ha." Looking at the postures of the monster sage and the witches of Boli, the arrogant flower demon reopened his flower umbrella and showed his attitude. The next thing was to be a spectator.
For her, she just wanted to fight in pain. After all, her children, those cute flowers, stayed for too long, and occasionally had to exercise their muscles.
Although the activity just now may have been a bit too much, this did not prevent her from taking it a little seriously.
However, the only drawback is the two guys who are ready to join forces. The lone emperor will not like this kind of behavior.
However, just as the three enemies were about to do what they wanted to do, the witch who still turned into Aurora suddenly spoke out and stopped him: "Don't take action, okay?"
Faced with the lines spoken by this girl, Boli's witch and the monster sage stopped the power of the upcoming attack at the same time. The monster sage asked subconsciously: "—Why"
"Ling Yan is my lover, and you and that child are my close friends and juniors. No matter who you are hurt, I don't want to see it." She answered Yakumo's question with a smile. Her smile was very sweet, giving people the feeling that she was eating something sweet, as if she had completely destroyed the anger of the entire battlefield and no one felt any discomfort.
"Don't joke!" Faced with the answer from his best friend, the monster sage was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted immediately and shouted at her with a little disobedient: "In this situation, do you think he will really go back willingly?"
"Well, it's OK." Faced with the loss of compassion from her close friend, she smiled and tilted her head: "I believe in my husband, because for me, he will never threaten me implicitly, nor will he bully me at all times, and even snatch half of it when I used to eat."
It was as if talking about some guy's black history, and the girl's smile became brighter and brighter.
"—" The monster sage who could not refute completely sighed and finally nodded: "—I believe in you too."
It was as if Ling Yan was jealous of her in some sense. In fact, that subconscious mind might also be that she was jealous of Ling Yan, who is more suitable to stay by Ling Meng's side than her and always accompany her?
So—I will never meet again, and I will always believe in you, Ling Meng.
"Thank you." She nodded with a smile, and looked at Ling Yan who was completely dull, saying, "Hey, are you really unwilling to let go?"
"—Barring nonsense." His expression did not change, and he said for granted: "How is it possible to just let you go?"
"Even you said it yourself? You are my own property, I am the witch who is alone?"
Unconsciously, his tone seemed to become impulsive: "So, go back?"
"After redeeming oneself, any world or plane, as long as you want, I can be willing to build a new fantasy country with you-no, don't say one, even ten, hundreds, thousands or ten thousand! Even if I fight for this life, I will help you do it!"
As he said this, he unconsciously hugged the witch in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would leave immediately.
"No matter how you look at it, you have made a profit, right? With me, the most miserable god who works as a coolie, is the most miserable god?"
For Ling Yan, he has never regarded himself as a god. Well, this mentality is the same as that of his guy who probably called his previous life. No matter how he changes, he still seems to have the [existence] that belongs to humans.
"So, don't leave? OK?"
"Hehe~" The girl showed a cute smile, hugged Ling Yan and poured her whole body on him, saying words that surprised him:
"I won't agree~" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!