The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The breeze in the valley of tears brought the salty smell of the stream.

"........."

Mephisto took a rare moment of distraction.

This is the first time that Sisley's body and Pipi Sisley's are completely separated.

————What is Sisley doing?

————Has Sisley found the Red Hood now?

———Will Sisley be as anxious as she is?

These questions were urgently entangled in Mephisto's mind, and with every breath she took, they tortured her all the time.

She believed in Ontology's ability to investigate, and also believed that Ontology would take her home as soon as possible, but after losing that looming connection, even though she was unwilling to admit it... Mephisto still felt a deep loneliness.

"Natasha, she looks sad."

Behind her, Captain America gently bit his ear at Black Widow, "Shall we go over and ask her?"

"Absolutely not." Natasha said firmly, "She won't want us to disturb her."

"yes……?"

Steve frowned slightly, lost in deep thought.

"Yes."

Natasha replied.

When she woke up, the feeling of slight numbness in her hands and feet had disappeared, as if it was just some kind of illusion that she had been pressed in the ground for too long. Now she regained control of her limbs, and gradually began to adapt to the pile of rocks. Lifting the hem of the skirt and walking past.

Finding that there was no sound around her, the red-haired female agent turned her head and met Captain America's indescribable expression looking at her skirt.

"Hey, don't look at me like that."

Natasha knew what he was thinking at a glance, and couldn't help laughing, "This is at least much better than the ten-kilogram crown last time."

Sleeping Beauty's skirt has only three or four layers of satin tulle. Compared with the time rift they have entered, it can be said to be quite light and elegant. Even the crown is only a small one, which is inserted right on Natasha's chest. Between the strands of hair, it is as light as nothing.

Mephisto: ...

Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, was distracted, but the sensitivity of her five senses did not decline. She could clearly hear the whispers of Captain America and Black Widow behind her back.

The beauty Rose paused for a moment in distress, then realized that she was walking too fast, so she turned around and stopped on a boulder, waiting for her temporary teammates to approach as soon as possible.

The blonde girl stood on a high place, looking down at the valley of tears.

The venomous sunlight fell on her face, the blue was bluer, and the gold was even more golden. Her brows were cold, beautiful and indifferent, with strange red wings floating around her, and an Alice-style blue skirt on her body, Can not show the slightest sense of softening.

Hearing the sound of rolling stones behind him, Mephisto turned around and stretched out a hand towards Natasha.

After half a second, the female agent held it back and showed her a characteristic glamorous smile.

"Thank you," she said with a smile.

Mephisto was silent, and pulled Natasha up the hill forcefully. While feeling the warmth of the other's palm, he looked at Natasha's attire without hesitation.

Compared with the performance when facing Eve, Natasha lost a lot of real emotional expression when facing people of her age and appearance.

Her smile is full of affinity, and her eyes are extremely gentle, but that is just the muscle memory that has been trained thousands of times, and it is the perfect camouflage skill of agents.

Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, could easily see it, but she didn't care, and she wouldn't mind it too much.

——Because Natasha in the princess dress is so beautiful!

The black widow's cat-like green eyes are set off to make them more colorful, and the wind in the valley of tears blows and caresses her red hair under the crown, like a cluster of bright flames suddenly rising from the deep blue sea.

Neither Sisley's body nor the rose skinned Sisley could resist this aggressive beauty.

Mephisto: *flashing with joy*

The blond girl didn't show her face, she just nodded calmly and continued to walk forward.

After turning her back, the beauty Rose bit her lower lip lightly, blushing a little.

On the other side, after Natasha withdrew her hand, she couldn't help covering her right hand with her left hand.

When the blond girl held her, the temperature of her skin burned onto Natasha's skin at the same time, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

The other party's hand was cold and soft, as if it didn't even have bones, and when it touched her, it was no different from a snake passing by.

Natasha didn't hate snakes, but the touch was pretty fantastic.

"How close are we to going back to see Tony?"

After thinking about it, she took the initiative to start a topic.

"Nine." Mephistopheles turned around, "Um..."

Together they watched as Captain America went to grab the red-brown strip in the crevice of the rocks.

"It's eight now." Natasha added with a smile.

These beef jerky, which can grow legs, run, and squeal, live in large numbers in the hot and dry strange rocks.

Mephisto guessed that their purpose is to dry themselves as soon as possible. After all, this is in line with the logic of "Wonderland". In a sense, it is even quite rigorous. Survive well on this land.

Captain America had to get down on one knee and reach into the crevice to get the jerky.

The weather was hotter, and he was sweating a little, and after taking off Little Red Riding Hood's cloak, he revealed the typical rough shirt underneath.

The fabric was stretched tightly on his body, perfectly outlining every vigorous muscle line, every contrast between light and dark, plus his rose-colored lips that were tightened for strength, and long golden eyelashes hanging down ………

Relying on his indifferent expression, Mephisto looked a lot more openly.

A very strange thing is that the looks of superheroes are almost all above the human ceiling, and their combat power and tragic value are also the human ceiling.

Sisley herself had guessed that this was probably a fate adjustment, and the rest of Sisley also quite agreed with this point of view.

The more beautiful you look, the more miserable your experience will be, and the stronger your combat power, the faster you will lose.

Hengpi: How could this be so.

"I've never seen you before."

When Mephisto was in a trance, Natasha said suddenly.

"I've seen you." Mephisto withdrew his gaze and replied seriously, "Sisley likes you very much."

"Ah, is it?" Natasha raised the corners of her lips, "Please tell her, I am very grateful."

Mephisto nodded at her.

"How old is she?" Natasha asked again.

Her tone at this time sounds like a kind of chat that would happen on the road, the kind of "everyone has a kitten, what's the name of your kitten"... a friendly stranger, most people would not refuse The kind of answer.

"16 is old."

Mephisto calculated the time difference between the inner world and the watch world, and endured the humiliation, "I'll be 17 again soon."

"very nice."

Natasha said, "She can come to the Avengers on her birthday and we will be happy to host her."

Mephisto: !

The blonde was silent, but the agent quickly read her interest in the topic.Natasha was about to use this topic as an extension, and Captain America also came back at this time, holding a half-full red cloak in his hand.

"Sisley?" he asked. "Is she better?"

Perhaps because of her beauty that was about to shatter, and her pale and slender appearance, Steve always had a special impression of the girl lying down in the alley.

Like raising a hummingbird with his own hands and letting it fly back to nature, he always thinks of its figure slightly, and he is looking forward to seeing her again.

"Much better," Mephisto replied. "She always wanted to thank you both."

"what………"

Natasha suddenly realized, "I still have her phone number."

"Me too."

The blond man smiled.

With the common topic "Sisley", the atmosphere is no longer as rigid as before, but has become a relatively relaxed triangle.

Idle is also idle, while walking through the rubble, Natasha will ask Mephisto something about Sisley, and Captain America.

Although the purpose of the former is to profile Mephisto's personal character, and the latter is sincerely worried about Sisley's current situation, Mephisto naturally has no reason not to answer this question.

Some things that were inconvenient to be said by Sisley were all recounted by her, and some details that Sisley could not describe were all patched by Mephisto.

"........."

When the beauty Rose was talking about some details of her life, she finally became more popular, and even the ice and snow between her eyebrows melted slightly.

Natasha listened attentively to her few words, and at the same time, her profile and role positioning became more and more abundant in her heart.

Since leaving New York, that little fragile named Sisley, with black hair and blue eyes, has indeed been rewatered in love and has become a blooming flower.

And a great deal of the love that poured on her came from the blonde.

Just ordinary friends cannot describe this kind of friendship.

Mephisto knew everything about Sisley so well, it had already been ingrained in her bones; she remembered every emotional change Sisley had, every person she had contacted, every word she blurted out.

From her words, it was not difficult for Natasha to discover that the blonde was paying attention to Sisley, and even surpassed herself at certain moments. She was cold inside, but there was a violent flame burning in her heart.

In the process of profiling Mephisto's own personality, Natasha almost failed, but she was able to sum up one very clearly.

————There is no doubt that Mephisto loved Sisley, with the love of an elder, sister, and lover.

Moreover, Natasha is still suspicious of one thing: According to Mephisto's description, maybe this love is not a one-way thing.

After reaching this conclusion, the Black Widow and Captain America glanced at each other and remained silent.

"........."

Natasha: The cold dog food was slapped randomly on the face.jpg

Steve: The cold dog food was slapped on the face randomly.jpg

Tony Stark, waiting for fifteen servings of beef jerky in the cabin in the distance: *sneezes unrequitedly*