Pirate's Day

"Well……"

Yao groaned and opened his eyes out of confusion, his head still aching. .shung

"here is…"

Floating in the highly corrosive gastric juice, looking up, fake sky, fake sun, fake white clouds, fake birds... everything is a familiar formula.

"In Rab's stomach? Why am I here?" Yao frowned in confusion, and tried to recall. Within a few seconds, various scenes before coma surged through his mind like a tide, until A big mouth swallowed it up, and the memory ended abruptly.

"That big mouth... belongs to Labu! It swallowed me into its stomach and saved me!" His heart trembled violently, and Yao stepped on it, and his body flew up into the air. , without enough time to pay attention to the embarrassing appearance of his clothes that had been corroded, he hurriedly shouted:

"Rabb, how are you?!"

After shouting out, there was no reply, and Ming Yao's heart suddenly sank.

"Could it be that he fell into a coma due to the cold?"

Yao forced himself to stay calm, and after analyzing like this, he volleyed directly towards a door made of steel opened by Kurokas on the left stomach wall of Rab.

"Good ice!"

He raised his arm and was about to push the door open, but his tentacles were bitingly cold. Only then did he realize that the door had been completely frozen into a lump of ice, which was even stronger than the one welded together.

Yao thought for a moment, in order to prevent the door from being destroyed, which would cause the seawater to continue to pour in and burst Labu's stomach, so he did not forcefully break out of the door, but turned around and rushed towards Labu's throat.

However, as soon as he stepped on the muscles of Labu's throat, Yao's steps stopped, because the feeling coming from his feet was as hard as a rock, and there was still a bit of coldness rushing straight to the soles of his feet.

"Unexpectedly, even my throat was frozen solid..."

Yao's heart thumped, and he could basically confirm the cruel reality, but he still didn't choose to give up. After gritting his teeth, he released the domineering energy of seeing and hearing.

In fact, from the moment he woke up, Yao could sense Labu's injuries by seeing and hearing the color haqi.

However, his sensibility prevented him from doing so.

Because he was afraid that Rab would be sentenced to death in an instant!

He was not mentally prepared enough to accept Rab’s death message!

In particular, Rab's death was almost entirely caused by trying to save him!

But now, seeing that Labu's internal muscles were frozen solid, if Yao wanted to convince himself that Labu was not dead yet, he would undoubtedly have to rely on seeing and hearing the domineering force to see if he could feel a breath of life in him.

Not using it is forced by emotion, and using it is also forced by emotion.

In all my life, I have never been so conflicted and entangled!

"God, I only beg you this once, don't let anything happen to Rab. As long as Rab is alive, I can kneel down and kowtow a hundred times for you!"

Before the release of his domineering power, Yao, who had never been superstitious, begged God in his heart for the first time. This obsession was even more heartfelt and deeper than when Nami suddenly fell ill and almost died a few days ago. marrow.

But this time, God was obviously deaf, at least not paying attention to Yao's begging.

After Yao released his domineering energy, no matter how hard he tried to perceive and how delicately he perceived, all the feedback he received only confirmed one thing:

Filibuster has completely ruined his life, and there is no possibility of saving him!

"Rabu, he's dead..."

Faced with this cruel reality that had been expected for a long time but came late, Yao lowered his head and murmured to himself. In his mind, the warm scenes of playing and playing with Labu could not help but appear, and helping Labu horse kill chickens. At this time, it showed a comfortable and lovely expression.

"Rab..."

Lowering his head, Yao couldn't help but clenched his teeth again. Due to some extremely complex and painful emotions, his hands slowly clenched into fists. The fists trembled slightly with the arms, and the slightly sharp nails unknowingly It sank deeply into the flesh of the palm.

His heart was filled with sadness, and within the sadness was strong anger.

But the sadness was for Rab, and the anger was not directed at the Qing Pheasant who killed Rab, but at himself.

Because he hates it!

I hate myself, knowing that Rab was deliberately abandoned by the Lombard Pirates in the West Sea, and followed him for five days and five nights. In the end, he followed the Lombard Pirates and secretly crossed the Upside Down Mountain, even though he was covered in bruises. No matter what.

Although he knew this clearly, he could not guess that Rab would follow the same pattern this time and secretly follow the Deer Flanders!

He hated himself for having such delusional thoughts that he had to wait for the Lumba Pirates for fifty years and had experienced the pain of waiting. Once again, he was obedient and waited for him to come back to pick him up. Bu's silence at that time was taken as acquiescence and agreement!

I hate myself even more for being so weak, so vulnerable to a green pheasant, that I can't even escape for my life, and that I have to rely on Labu's sacrifice in order to survive!

"Rabu, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

For a long time, Yao's gums almost bled from his bite. His throat rolled, and he knelt on the ground with a plop. Tears overflowed from his red eyes and slid down his cheeks. Before he could hit the ground, Then it turned into tiny ice beads in mid-air, hitting the ground with a rattling sound.

"Rabu, thank you for saving my life!"

"Rest in peace, I will definitely help you get revenge!"

"Also, if Brooke is still alive, I will definitely save him, pass on your fifty years of trust and longing for the Lumba Pirates to him, and tell him about the bravery and fearlessness you showed this time. He listens!”

Yao stood up and recited softly in his mouth. Every time he recited a sentence, the tears became more and more violent. In the end, the tears were like floods that had burst the embankment, rolling down uncontrollably, with the rhythm of ice beads hitting the ground, Then it became more and more dense, and it sounded somewhat relaxed and cheerful, which was in sharp contrast to the sad atmosphere.

Yao listened to the sound of tears hitting the ground, and some kind of bright and beautiful melody could not help but ring in his ears. After his pupils trembled violently, the tears stopped instantly. He raised his hand and wiped his face hard, and the heaviness and sadness on his face The grief immediately dissipated completely, replaced by a forced smile:

"By the way, Rab, what you like most is to smile cheerfully. I must be happy to see you off, right?"

"Next, the song I'm going to sing is your favorite. I've never sung it before. I wanted to have Brooke accompany me and we could all sing it to you together.

"But now, the situation is special, let me sing for you alone. Although singing alone is a bit deserted, I will try my best to sing louder, and it will feel more lively~"

"Cough cough..."

Yao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and relaxed and cheerful music flowed out from his throat affectionately and fullly:

Yo ho ho ho ~ Yo ho ho ho ~

Yo ho ho ho ~ Yo ho ho ho ~

Yo ho ho ho ~ Yo ho ho ho ~

Yo ho ho ho ~ Yo ho ho ho ~

The guests toasted with fine wine and passionate melody before the opening ceremony

A dignified man must hold his chest high when riding the wind and waves

Let’s look at the distance together with infinite reveries in our hearts

As long as you have a dream, as long as you dare to chase the world, you can wander around

……

The guests present fine wine and the moving melody plays again

Let's sing together on the sea

So what if the future is uncertain and there are so many dangers?

We have wine, we have meat, and we party until dawn

……

The guests came to the end with fine wine and beautiful melody.

Parting and gathering throughout life are just ordinary

Don't dwell on the past, just move forward

Whether success or failure is good or bad is left to future generations to tell.