Let's fight!Mary Sue

Chapter 27 Earth and Sky

On the other side, Cozart also distributed rings to his guardians one by one.

I don't know when it started, the guardians of the two families stood on the lower heads on both sides of the throne, arranged in two straight lines, and at the end of the straight line, there were naturally Giotto and Cozart.

Until now, only the ring of the sky and the ring of the earth remained in the box, and they exchanged glances with Cozat, as if they had exchanged something.

Then they each picked up the last ring in the box in each other's hands - the ring of the sky and the ring of the earth!

Giotto held Cozart's slender hand, which was full of scars but still full of beauty, and passed it to his chest, solemnly and sacredly putting the ring of the earth on Cozart's middle finger above, to the bottom.

It was Cozart's turn.He also handed Giotto's hand in front of his eyes, but he didn't take off the iron glove that Giotto had been wearing all the time, and Giotto didn't have any intention of taking off the glove, they seemed to be tacit about this issue.

Cozat gently raised his middle finger from the other four fingers, and with his right hand, he slowly pushed the ring of space made of the world's rough stones to the bottom of his finger.

Suddenly! Giotto's glove emitted orange flames of the sky, exuding the breath of burning everything, but Cozart's hand was still tightly gripping Giotto's hand, with no intention of letting go.Suddenly, Cozat's Ring of the Earth seemed to feel the call from the Ring of the Great Space, and a red "flame of the earth" also appeared with a "chi" sound. Strangely, on the two clasped hands, there were blooms of their own. The light of the master's flame.

But what is strange is that the red and orange flames are not as clear and distinct as in the Chuhe-Han realm, but are slowly, bit by bit, slowly entangled each other's flames , until it is completely integrated! !

At some point, Giotto raised the eyes of the flames that he had been watching. His golden-red eyes seemed to reflect the orange flames of the sky, full of gentleness and tolerance.

Opposite to those eyes is Cozat who has been watching Giotto. In the depths of his rose red eyes, the endless flames of the earth are burning. Compared with Giotto's gentleness, his eyes are fuller Calm and heavy.

I don't know how long they have been looking at each other, maybe in their eyes, it has been a lifetime.

Giotto gave a rare smile in the state of flames.

"Kozart, this—is our oath flame..." Pengo Lie's voice with a little smile echoed in Cozat's ear.

Flame of oath?Indeed, this is their oath... "Well, this is the flame of our oath!" Cozart nodded to Pengoile with a smile in his eyes.

The two finally smiled knowingly.

Giotto turned to the guardians who had been waiting for a long time, "Keep everyone waiting."

Giotto paused, looked around for a week, looked at his guardians and the six guardians of the Simon family, and said slowly: "From now on, I declare that the Vengley family will always remain with the Simon family. Friendly relations, from generation to generation!!. "Giotto turned and faced Cozart again, looking at the still clasped hands," the flames of the oath of the ring of the sky and the ring of the earth will serve as proof of the oath of protection until forever!"

Cozart didn't say a word during the whole process, but no one didn't know his attitude - the Simon family will be the friends of the Vengley family, forever!

At this moment, Giotto slowly stretched out his right hand to his eyes. The glove with orange flames was no longer the ordinary iron glove with silver light reflected. There is already a thin layer of black on the back of the hand, but it is indestructible at first glance. There is also a silver circle on the back of the hand, and in the middle is a huge sea-blue gemstone, and on the gemstone In the middle, there is the badge of Vongola - right above the middle is a shell representing the Vongola family, while the wings spread out on the back represent the Mare ring owned by the Chiglioneiro family, and the two below □□Cross, like protecting the knight's shield below, but in the center of the knight's shield-is a bullet, which undoubtedly symbolizes Giotto's mood of establishing a self-defense regiment and wanting to protect the weak, and at the bottom is a banner Pull over, it says VONGOLA.

There is no emotion in Giotto's eyes as always, as if he is just a robot, making reason always greater than emotion. At this time, he is always very similar to 011. Arnold can't help but think that only that person always makes his reason more than emotion. No exceptions.However, Giotto is just an appearance. Arnold believes that as long as there is something wrong with the friends around him and the people who want to protect, 100% of them will choose to protect the people they want to protect at all costs, rather than thinking about something. Like human beings, the maximization of interests is always the code of conduct.

"Today, it is an honor for us to gather together and become friends and partners," Giotto suddenly paused when he said this, and opened the fist that was originally clenched in front of his chest, his eyes froze. Sternly, "Our time is engraved on the ring!" Giotto said loudly.

"Our time is engraved on the ring!" Vongola's guardians shouted louder, and of course the loyal dog G bore the brunt.

Xi Kezat over there didn't know what to say, and his guardians suddenly became like the Pengo Li family, "Fight for the Simon family!" Only their neat and firm voices were heard.

Cozart over there nodded to Giotto, walked to the double throne with Giotto, and sat on the seat that belonged to the heads of their two families under the sunlight behind them.

Against the latticed windows behind, the maple-white throne glowed with gold.

Giotto was sitting on the throne on the left, and besides the rationality that had always existed in his expression, there was also a bit of harmony of the attribute of emptiness.The orange flame is still swaying above the head, as if the little orange red in the center is slowly rendered yellow, until the edge is white.Even in the white cloak that he doesn't usually wear, Giotto still buckles his breast chain, which ends with two miniature Vongola badges. Giotto's right hand rests on the throne, his palm tightly grasps the top of the handle of the throne, and the other hand rests on his lap, the breath of the king blows towards his face even without the crown.

Cozart on the other side was wearing a white suit, a tie with the same color as his hair, a black vest, and a cloak of the same color as the vest, except for golden epaulettes.His rosy eyes are always full of thickness, as if planning a strategy.His hands are crossed in his lap.

The two kings do not look the same, but they are faintly the same, as if they are connected together by lines that cannot be seen by the naked eye, beautiful and harmonious, this unforgettable picture has been left in the In G's heart, forever—things that only happen once in a lifetime will remain in his heart forever.

"Crack——" The ancient camera is slowly rotating the film, and the gear of time has started to rotate again...