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☆、Hello, Liudaoku
When Tsunayoshi Sawada woke up, he was already in the gymnasium.
"Is this the site of the Fog War?"
Reborn kindly explained: "Bajir carried you here."
"Judaime, how do you feel about your health?" Gokuji Hayato asked with concern.
"Ah, thank you. It's okay. Yamamoto, are your eyes okay?"
Yamamoto touched the bandage and said with a smile: "Senior Feng's methods are surprisingly good, she said don't worry."
"Great..." Tsunayoshi Sawada breathed a sigh of relief.Then he remembered a question—why did he fall asleep?
But before he could calm down and think clearly, Feng Jinglan walked in.
"What are you doing here, you bastard woman?" Hayato jumped up.
"Sister, idiot, or prison temple, do you miss your pharaoh look and want me to call Romario to help you change it back?"
"How dare you mention it!"
That fellow Feng Jinglan definitely put all her strength to death when she helped him wrap the bandage today, and the wound still hurts till now.
Reborn smiled: "Is the Disciplinary Committee here to inspect?"
"Hey hey? Is Senior Hibari here too?" Tsunayoshi Sawada jumped up in horror.
"Oh, no, I'm here alone." She frowned suddenly, took out the kidnapper and threw a dozen daggers into the air and fell to the ground.
"What is this? Duckweed Knuckle?" Belphegor asked in surprise, "Where's your knife?"
Feng Jinglan curled her lips: "Why should I tell you?"
For example, because he thought the uniform of the Disciplinary Committee and the duckweed crutches were so handsome, he tried every means to get a pair from Hibari Kyoya's reserve. This kind of reason can't let Bell know that he can laugh at her.
"By the way, is this how you treat your savior?"
Belphegor's face sank, he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me back my crown."
"Isn't it on your head?"
"I said the one you took away."
"That's the consultation fee."
"Why does the prince give you the consultation fee!"
"Who doesn't pay for medical treatment?"
"Because I am a prince."
"Go away, prince!"
Mamon, who was originally floating in the middle, silently floated two meters to the side to make room for the two guys who were fighting like no one else. He remembered that the two people had evolved from quarreling to fighting, and most of the turning points were the last two lines of dialogue.
"Personal fights between guardians outside the arena are not allowed." Cerbero planned to stop it, but was interrupted by Feng Jinglan's dagger flying towards them.
"I'm not a guardian."
Cerbero quickly moved away, looked at each other to see that it was still early, and didn't make a move.
Sawada Tsunayoshi asked Reborn worriedly: "Is it okay to just let them fight?"
"Hmph, even though Jinglan is a bit of an idiot, she still has a sense of proportion."
Belphegor, who has not recovered from serious injuries, is of course not Feng Jinglan's opponent. In this environment, the piano wire is useless at all, and the dagger has no advantage. Although Bell is not injured, it is obvious that he is being played by someone. Play.
When she didn't know how many times she threw the dagger away, Feng Jinglan finally threw the kidnapper as a hidden weapon impatiently, and drew out the soft sword with her hand on her waist, pointing at him with the shining tip of the sword, "Your IQ Was it also blown up yesterday? Isn’t it just a broken crown? When the wound is opened, I will help you re-bandage it, and then I will give you another crown.”
Belphegor stared at her for a while.
"Why does the prince insist on you to bandage?"
After all, he stopped angrily.
Feng Jinglan calmly went over to pick up the duckweed crutches she asked Yunque to beg for, and walked back slowly.
Prisoner Hayato murmured, "It's really putting on airs."
Feng Jinglan raised her eyebrows, and then slapped him on the head with a crook, "Hayato, can I take your words as a provocation to the Bingfeng Discipline Inspection Commission?"
"Hey, have you ever treated the wounded so roughly?"
"I think you are alive and kicking like a wounded person, and besides, I didn't use much force. Or do you expect the chairman to punish you in person? I don't mind making a trip for you."
"You..." Prison Temple Hayato roared with bared teeth and claws.
Sawada Tsunayoshi grabbed him tightly: "Kujiji-san, you have to calm down!"
Finally, someone walked into the gymnasium again at this time to divert everyone's attention. Tsunayoshi Sawada heaved a sigh of relief and then panicked again: "The person in the black obsidian? Ahhh...I remembered!"
During the special training, he asked Reborn who the guardian of the mist was, but he was sent to buy juice, and then he encountered dogs and thousands of species on the road, and then... he was frightened and fainted.
— Ugh, how embarrassing...
Hayato had already taken out the bomb and entered the first-level preparation state, but was stopped by Reborn.
"Could it be said that the guardian of the fog is Liudaoku?"
"Lonego. Ilmionomee' Chrome."
With the same hairstyle as Liudaokuku, wearing an eye patch and wearing a women's obsidian school uniform, Kurom appeared on the stage holding the trident of Liudaokuku.
Feng Jinglan just sighed in her heart, the aesthetics of Liu Dao Mu is indeed extremely weird, even the taste of naming is so weird.
The ignorant little girl who was deceived by Liu Daoku gave the young boss a greeting kiss before throwing the red-faced audience down to her own battlefield. Feng Jinglan suddenly had a strange idea in her heart—if Ku If Rom is the Guardian of Thunder, will Levi surrender directly?
Of course, this idea just passed by in a flash, and she quickly mustered all her energy to deal with the endless illusions that were affected.That's why she doesn't like warlock battles, can't they focus their illusion attacks on the opponent alone?
The game is always full of twists and turns.
Although Coulom got the guidance of Liudao Mukuro, he still fell behind compared with superpowers like Rainbow Babies.When the trident was destroyed, it also cut off the vitality of Kurom.
Just when Balian thought he was sure of winning, a thick fog enveloped Coulom.
When the fog cleared, the familiar figure came into people's sight again.
"Six... six skeletons?!"
"Long time no see, I'm back... from the end of reincarnation."
Compared to the other people who were frightened, Feng Jinglan greeted him very calmly: "Yo, Mu."
"Oh, oh, you are here to join in the fun."
"I came here specially to admire your peerless beauty." It's really not a lie, when she first watched the animation, she re-watched this passage nearly ten times.
"Kufufufu, that's a great honor."
"But Mu, it's fine for you to have weird aesthetics. Why do you have to drag other girls into obsidian uniforms? You cut your long hair into a pineapple head. Are you worthy of her?"
"Send you to reincarnation, Feng Jinglan."
"Your opponent who severely injured little Coulom over there should also not come to me over there."
"Hmph, then it seems that I have to deal with Rainbow Son quickly to settle the score with you. But actually, there is still something I like about this fruit—the flower language of pineapple is perfect."
Mamun over there finally remembered the origin of Liu Dao Mu, and said disdainfully, "I'm not so kind as to intentionally throw water to the warlock created by the illusion, so let me uncover your disguise."
Of course, this level of phantom attack could not threaten Liudao Mukui, and he unleashed a counterattack in the ice without any resistance.
Later, the good illusion competition turned into a greedy competition.Liudaoku is indeed a middle school boy who once wanted to create a dark world with his own hands, and Ma Meng was crushed hard by the illusion counterattack.
"Let's fall, and then reincarnate."
He easily won the other half of the ring, and completely killed Mamun, who was unwilling to admit defeat.
"The only reason for your defeat is to be my enemy."
The battle came to an end without any suspense, and Tsunayoshi Sawada said anxiously: "You don't have to kill them all like this?"
Liudao Mukuro looked at him, his eyes were slightly mocking and seemed to contain some other meaning: "You are still sympathizing with the enemy until now, you are too naive, Sawada Tsunayoshi, but... don't worry-maybe I should be so right You said? That baby escaped, he saved the energy to escape from the beginning, he is a thoughtful child of the rainbow."
Feng Jinglan said thoughtfully: "Mu... I always feel that you are different from the last time I saw you."
He smiled slightly: "Our bet...maybe you won."
She raised her eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to be so honest. But I think you can confirm for yourself again that those light and heat are not illusions, but really exist."
Their conversation was very soft, and although Tsunayoshi Sawada heard a little from the side, it was still foggy.
Then Liudao Mukuro turned to XANXUS, "You are simply the darkness itself of the mafia. The terrible plan you are brewing scares even me. But don't worry, I have no intention of interfering in this matter, because I am not a good person. Only one thing ...I advise you not to bully another heir candidate who is weaker than you too much."
XANXUS looked at him inscrutablely, as if trying to figure out his intentions.
Liu Dao Mukuro didn't care about his reaction, and walked back with Quan and Qian Zuo.
"Is this level of vigilance really useful? I didn't intend to get too close to the mafia. The reason why I became the guardian of the fog is to make it easier to take your body, Sawada Tsunayoshi."
Feng Jinglan curled her lips, "Again..."
Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had peeped into his memory, of course knew that he was duplicity, "No... anyway, thank you."
The two sides have three victories each, leaving only the battle of the guardian of the cloud.
REBORN said seriously: "XANXUS, what are you going to do? If Skylark wins the next game, the number of rings will be 4 to 3, and it won't help if you have the Dakong Ring. At that time, you will have to admit defeat as promised and automatically give up all the rights of the heir. "
XANXUS replied calmly: "That's natural. I will respect Vongola's spirit and abide by the promise of the duel. If Mosca loses in the cloud duel, I will give everything to you."
Most people breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Jinglan opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.
She stayed in the hospital and didn't watch the Battle of Clouds, and the situation continued as she knew, and then there was a big air battle.
"Aren't you going to watch the big air battle?"
"Sawada Tsunayoshi will win."
"What a ridiculous trust."
Feng Jinglan glanced at him calmly.
"Squalo, it's okay for you to be disappointed in me, but I don't think I betrayed Balian. I just chose Tsunayoshi Sawada on the issue of Vongola's future ten-generation leader."
Squalo snorted disdainfully.
"Before this, I hadn't even met XANXUS. I am very grateful and cherish you in Balian, but I can't just follow a person like this in a daze."
Squalo still only hummed softly, but his hostility was obviously weakened.
"Look, you think the same way, right. What's more... Squalo, knowing that the result is wrong, I don't have the courage to try to rewrite it like you."
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his composure: "No, you... what do you mean?"
"You should know exactly what I mean. I just want to tell you that although I can't say that you are wrong, if you are so easily swayed by others, the Vengley Ring is not enough to be called a treasure."
"How did you know?"
Feng Jinglan smiled faintly: "Squalo, I don't know why you agreed to train me back then, but why do you think Reborn wanted me to be dragged into the mafia?"
Squalo's voice sank: "Feng Jinglan, you..."
She shook her head: "I didn't mention this to make you think too much. Believe it or not, I never did anything wrong to Balian from the beginning to the end."
Dino walked in with a wheelchair: "It's almost time, let's go."
"Forget it, Dino, I've changed my mind. Just take Squalo with you, I won't go."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Not interfering...is it right or wrong?
Who knows.
—I just know that I'm tired of being an outsider.
——I don’t want to be so redundant, so simply… don’t participate in it from the beginning.
The author has something to say: I seem to have written Wushou Zhan very well. I'm sorry, Mr. Pineapple ==
Liudaoku's opinion about pineapple was mentioned in a radio drama~ I laughed out loud when I heard that...
The psychological feelings about Jing Lan finally got a little involved, maybe it was a flash in the pan?
After rewriting the next chapter five times with perseverance, the second half of the chapter is finally quite satisfactory, so stay tuned~【Straight Face
☆、Hello, ten years later
The issue of ownership of Vongola's ring was finally resolved satisfactorily. Due to XANXUS's disqualification and Lancha's strong support, Tsunayoshi Sawada's side won a natural victory.
Perhaps the only unsatisfactory thing in Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind is that the Ozora Ring, which he regarded as a hot potato, returned to him.
Oh, and maybe he'd have to make up the piles of homework that had accumulated during the War of the Ring under the pressure of Reborn again.
However, these setbacks are certainly not as good as the joy brought by him and his friends being able to return to this reality where they can watch fireworks together, laugh together, eat their mother's food with peace of mind, and Kyoko happily say a few words.
Mo Cunqian also complained to Feng Jinglan: "It's rare for me to live in your house, and you actually run out all day, it hurts my heart."
"You can be content if you don't get bitten by our chairman, Xiaoqian, I will definitely cover you in the few days left."
On the second day after Mo Cunqian returned to her school after finishing her exchange life, Dino came to find Jinglan.
"Are you kidding? I'm not Balian, why did I go back to Italy with them?" Feng Jinglan yelled.
Dino coughed dryly: "Didn't you often go there before?"
"There's a big difference. I used to stay here temporarily for a day or two, but this time it's a permanent residence!"
"No way, this is the hope of the Nine Generations. After all, you have stayed in Balian for several years. It is impossible that you have no feelings at all."
"Yes, but..." she muttered reluctantly.
——Her leisurely life, she has not experienced it for a long time and is about to say goodbye again, her heart is bleeding; and how should she face Squalo, a guy who is so obsessed with XANXUS!
"You know how to squeeze me."
Dino couldn't help feeling amused: "Didn't Reborn tell you about the origin of the Garan Ring on your hand?"
She pulled a necklace from her neck, and she wore the ring with a silver chain and hung it close to her body. "You mean this? Could it be that it has a big origin?"
Dino nodded: "Vongola II scoured the world and used the fragments of the rainbow gems he collected to create the Balian Ring, which is only slightly inferior to Vengley's Ring, and the remaining few materials were used Mr. Talbo, a gold engraver, used some other rare materials to create the Garan Ring. Although it is not as high as the Vengley Ring, it should be at A+ level. It seems that the first Garan Ring holder Someone once used this ring to exert a power almost no less than that of Vongola's ring."
"Huh? So good?"
Feng Jinglan's heart was moved immediately.
"And according to records... the owner is the younger sister of Balian Yushou, but the relationship with the first generation family seems to be very good." Dino added, scratching his hair.
"That's why you stuffed me in Balian?"
Feng Jinglan's expression became subtle in an instant—could it be that her relationship with Balian was doomed from the moment she set her sights on the ring?
"After all, you have to know that since then, no one has worn the Garan Ring before you. So we all think that letting you get in touch with Balian might help you understand this ring better, After all, after so many generations, its power can only be developed by yourself. So don't complain."
"But even so... You have to know that I only fell in love with the Garan Ring because I think it looks good."
"Jing Lan," Dino said earnestly, "It is not the master who chooses the ring, but the ring who chooses the master."
Feng Jinglan's expression suddenly cracked.
"...Dino, it doesn't matter if you want to pretend to be a magic stick, but please don't pick the lines in the books we've all read, okay?"
"Ahaha...it was discovered."
"It's such an obvious thing, it's hell if you don't get discovered, okay! Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, when are you leaving?"
"Early tomorrow morning."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I've stayed in Japan for so many days. If it wasn't for them to recuperate a bit, I should have left two days ago. The address of the hotel where Balian is staying is here. I will bring someone to pick you up then."
"Oh." Immediately, Feng Jinglan thought of a serious question, "Dino, there is nothing else, you can find a way to get Reborn to tell the chairman that I have gone to Italy, otherwise he will think that I am on strike and I will go to Italy when I come back. Crap."
"How can I invite Reborn!"
"But no one can suppress the Chairman except Reborn, right? It's not like you don't know him..."
Dino's expression twisted, as if recalling some bad memories.
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Belphegor returned to the room after dinner, looked at the clean-up environment, twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a headache: "Feng Jinglan, I know you are here."
She came out from behind the curtain and said angrily: "Sure enough, you shouldn't help you clean up your room... But Bell, I bet your room is definitely in the top three in the mafia circle, just like Domazu's Naito Long Xiang is a little better, if you don't believe me, I will go find Feng Tai."
The mention of Doma Zobel couldn't help but remind him of that terrible night.
"It doesn't matter if this kind of thing is good or not. By the way, why did you come here?"
"I don't want to waste money on hotel bookings, look, I don't want to share a room with Luce, he will disgust me to death; I can't go to Levi, I have to worry about his lack of quality all night the umbrella; Mamun will ask me to collect the money, and Squalo will directly chop me up," she explained with her fingers broken, "based on the friendship between the two of us, to be precise, the friendship between me and your dagger, you will not stand by Watch me go find XANXUS to die..."
"Although I remember that Levi's umbrella has been blown up, and Squalo's current state is unlikely to kill you, and the boss has not been fully recovered after being frozen again...but that's not what I'm asking! Why did you come to Balian again?"
"I don't think so, whoever wakes up Kudaime immediately asks me to support Balian. Xanxus is going to go back to accept his punishment. How can I say that with the lineup of your group of wounded, I'm afraid you can't do any assassination missions. Committee member What did you say?" She tried her best to recall, and then tried to bring up a skylark-like scornful smile, "Every one of them is like a trick that a weak creature came up with to survive?"
Belphegor's face darkened instantly.
If her hair color and eye color were also changed...why would she look so damn similar to Hibari Kyoya!
"...Is this the friendship you said between the two of us?"
"No, no, it's my friendship with your dagger. In fact, there is nothing to be ashamed of if you can't beat the chairman. You see, the chairman is not afraid of poison that can put an elephant, but you can't even go to prison. If you can't beat the temple, I feel ashamed for you."
He raised his eyebrows: "I won the Ring of Lan's battle."
"That's a bargain you picked up," she corrected righteously, "Why win when you're about to die? I've already said that the lethality of cold weapons is too weak, not to mention the fact that your dagger hits so hard. Little, it’s useless to throw it a little bit off. You can see that the chairman’s duckweed crutch alone is enough to kill you instantly. By the way, I don’t quite understand that you glued the thread to the prison temple’s shoulder. Could it be that his bomb exploded? Will it break the wire—your piano wire is already immune to gunpowder?"
Belphegor ignored her last question: "That duck killed Mosca in seconds with the duckweed crutch alone. By the way, is this the friendship you said with my dagger?"
"...I'm going back to Italy early tomorrow morning, you should rest quickly."
"You won't grab the bed with me this time?" He felt very incredible.
"I don't care about the wounded—but the quilt is mine."
"If you ask the waiter to bring you another bed, you won't be charged!"
"Then applaud yourself, men must take responsibility."
"I am the wounded!"
"I gave you the bed, why are you still so noisy!"
"...so you gave it to me?"
After arguing for a long time and almost getting into a fight, Dino knocked on the door and said that the itinerary had changed and the plane took off early, so we can leave now.
Everyone else was already standing in the hall with their luggage, and apparently they were the last to be notified.
Dino was startled by Feng Jinglan's appearance in Bell's room, but everyone in Balian didn't respond.
——Feng Jinglan did this almost every time she was summoned from Bingsheng, and they were no longer surprised by it.
In fact, they were rather glad that she was willing to be in Belle's room, because otherwise it would be quite a huge project to find and pack the things to take away from Belphegor's messy room.
The apron is near the Bisheng Shrine, not far from the hotel, less than three kilometers away, so I walked there.
——Although Feng Jinglan always thinks that it is a little bit contrary to being a mafia to walk on the road under the street lights.
"So, what are you worrying about?" Belphegor asked casually.
"what?"
He clasped his hands behind his head and said casually: "It was at the Battle of the Fog, and it was also in the hotel just now-the prince doesn't think that Squalo's dissatisfaction with you standing on the side of the group of brats this time will force you to collapse."
Feng Jinglan stopped in her tracks, and laughed in a low voice after being silent for a moment.
"If I make a nonsense reason, you will not believe it. Now, Bell, do you think I should give you an answer that satisfies you or an answer that satisfies me?"
"I didn't ask you to answer."
"That's really irresponsible..."
"Hee hee hee, because I am a prince."
"Hey, can you be a little more serious?" Feng Jinglan tilted her head and muttered unhappily, "You have to be particularly sharp at times like this."
"The prince has always had good insight."
"Go away." Feng Jinglan gave him a blank look, "If, I mean if, there is a person... Wait a minute, don't you think the movement behind is a little louder?"
And at the same time as she spoke, Belphegor threw a row of knives into the bushes.
"You found out too slowly, Jinglan."
"Hey, come on, I don't think you're fast either."
If the previous sound was the footsteps of ordinary people, they could still let it go because they were about to leave Bingsheng, but no one would easily let go of the sudden muffled sound and the instant change of breath just now.
"Speaking of which, Bell, your accuracy really needs to be improved. It looks like you missed it at all."
"It's noisy."
Feng Jinglan wanted to continue to say something to laugh at Bell, but her eyes widened when she saw the red-haired youth walking out of the shadows, and she began to speak incoherently.
"You... No, it's ten years later..."
The young man put his hands in the pockets of his white uniform, and the slightly reflective lenses under the street lights blocked the emotional fluctuations in his eyes: "It's the first time we meet, um... Maybe it's more appropriate to say we haven't seen each other for a long time."
"Hehehe, even if you get close to the prince, you won't be merciful." Not noticing Feng Jinglan's gaffe, Belphegor drew dozens of daggers with his hands, and lightly drew silver lights with his fingers.
The young man muttered in a low voice: "It's really the same as what she said..."
He didn't seem to want to be entangled here for too long, and after lightly dodging a round of Bell's attack, he took out the irregular spherical object in his pocket and threw it at Feng Jinglan.
At this moment, Feng Jinglan was immersed in the deep doubt of "why the first undercover agent would appear in this part of the world ten years later", she didn't react at all, she just caught the thing he threw over in confusion, and immediately Wrapped in a cloud of pink smoke.
Belphegor stared dumbfounded at this strange development, and finally abandoned his noble image as a prince and cursed: "Feng Jinglan, you idiot, don't you know how to hide from such things?"
Angrily throwing three daggers at the place where she disappeared, Bell took a deep breath and turned to look at the red-haired boy who had become almost ten years younger at some point.
The boy clutched his stomach sadly: "I, I, I... I really don't know anything!"
"Do you think the prince will believe such a clumsy lie?"
Such a loud noise from behind naturally alarmed the group of people in front, and Dino led Romario and rushed over first.
"What happened? Where's Jinglan?"
Bell held Irie Masaichi's back collar and smiled happily: "Just ask this guy."
"...No, you strangled him before that."
After finally standing firmly on the ground again, Irie was gasping for breath, and answered after a long time, "I really don't know what's going on."
Bell snorted disdainfully.
"It's true! Classmate Feng helped me before, why should I trouble her?"
"You know Jinglan?" Dino asked in surprise.
Irie nodded with a bitter face: "My tablemate Xiaoqian and Feng have a very good relationship, the three of us went to the beach together a few months ago, ah, and Xiaoqian was also an exchange student in the union a few days ago Well, you'll know if you ask her."
"That's it... But wait, Bell! Don't kill yourself!"
"Anyway, this guy can't give any news, so let's die."
The corner of Dino's mouth twitched and he looked at Squalo.
"Hey! See what I'm doing?"
"Forget it...it's nothing. But why did you appear in this kind of place?"
Being stared at fiercely by such a group of people, Irie's expression changed.
"I, I, I... I'll tell the truth, but before that... can I have a box of stomach medicine first?"
In the end, it took a lot of time to figure out the whole story. Looking at the threatening letter with the embarrassing things Irie had done and the girl he had a crush on, Dino suddenly had a subtle sense of déjà vu.
"That is to say, you just came there at the stipulated time as stated in the letter and then used the props sent to you together to go around ten years later?"
Irie nodded with a pale face, he was terrified.
Dino pondered for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too nervous, just remember not to tell anyone what happened today."
"Yeah!" Otherwise, I'll be murdered!
"Vault, did you just let him go?"
"Jinglan should have been there ten years later, but why is it ten years later..." He suddenly thought of a possibility, paused and skipped this paragraph, "Why the statute of limitations has not passed yet, and it is still not sure what it is What caused it. I will discuss this matter with Jiudaimu, and I can’t rush to investigate at the moment. In short, trust Jinglan first, she is not a person who will mess around, and she must have her own considerations if she didn’t avoid it before.”
"Tch, the prince saw that she was just shocked." Bell curled his lips.
The author has something to say: Cough... In fact, the focus of this chapter is ↓
Xiaozheng: The three of us went to the beach together a few months ago.
Bell: Sure enough, you should die.
No more, the author is stuck in his own excessive imagination and can't get out...
The setting is that Feng Jinglan went to ten years earlier than the Ten Generations, and Ten-Irie had not received other instructions at that time, so he was really at a loss at that time and did not know what was going on←Otherwise How could it be possible to hide it from Balian!
So the next chapter begins 10 years later~ By the way, the first volume is over, is there anyone willing to take a chance on the face--
[Mr. Pierce said that this precipice is a digression: I suddenly found that Qingzhu has increased two favorites today... Sure enough, the author should find a way to end Kawen in these two days and update it quickly--I feel sorry for my conscience OTL]
☆、If I say
"If I die like this, you will be responsible for burying me in the rapeseed field."
"Cauliflower? Are you crazy or hungry?"
"Don't look down on others like this. I think the large rapeseed flowers are very beautiful and have a warm fragrance."
"Hee hee hee, I don't want it. It should be good for the prince to cut you into pieces and throw them into the Mediterranean Sea to feed the sharks. Squalo will be happy too."
"I think Squalo will just call you a piece of trash and chop you up. After all, I prefer the Adriatic Sea to the Mediterranean Sea."
Would you believe me if I said I had forgotten?
No, I should say, I just thought... you would never remember, Bell.
5 minutes is enough for a person to think of many things, at least at the moment when he smells the strong fragrance of flowers, the dusty images deep in his memory flood into his mind uncontrollably.
It's really strange, after such a long time, what stays in the memory after such a long time is often not those beautiful scenes that I thought I could never forget anyway.
At that time, she seemed to be tortured to death by Bell.
The coolness emanating from the stone wall made her surprisingly sober at the moment, Feng Jinglan covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and suddenly laughed softly.
I seem to have made a bet with you, saying that I will definitely live longer than you, but now it seems... It still doesn't work--I can win every bet with that guy Mukuro.
But I don't want to tell you, otherwise you will be fooled for a long time.
But...it's really strange, you obviously don't understand anything, but you can always see through my cover-up when I least expect it, can't your annoying wild intuition fail once?
Feng Jinglan didn't think about getting out of the sarcophagus, until the faint noise in her ears woke her up from her wandering thoughts.
This is... fighting?
She suddenly realized that more than 5 minutes had passed.
——The Battle of the Ring has just ended, and the timing is just right.
So... the future chapter has already begun?
Really, why tease her again when she has made up her mind not to participate in the plot again?
She took off the garan ring hanging from the necklace and put it on her finger.
--consciousness.
What would that unreal thing be to her?
It's a pity that even if she can't ignite the flame, there is nothing she can do. She is afraid that she will stay in this world for a while, and she will have to eat and drink.
Listening carefully to the noise outside, and guessing that the battle was almost over, Feng Jinglan gently removed the lid of the sarcophagus.
The rapeseed field is not big, but the golden color is clearer than imagined, and it seems that it has not been affected by the battle just now.Balian's base is still the same as before. A large number of grassroots team members are running around in the distance, not paying attention to the changes in her place, busy transporting the wounded and repairing the outer edge.
Not wanting to disturb too many people, she took a shortcut to the west of the castle and jumped in through the side window.
Belphegor turned his back to her, and his voice sounded very annoyed, probably arguing with Fran: "Do you have the guts to say it again?"
"ME means, it's because you, Senior Bell, are too cowardly, so..."
Fran stopped suddenly, and although his face remained expressionless, the eyes on the frog's hat blinked.
The three daggers were dropped before Bell turned his head.
"Jing...Lan?"
According to Belphegor and Feng Jinglan's impression, the last time they met ten years later, their appearances were similar, perhaps their hairstyles were a little messier.
She thought she must have hallucinations, how could she feel that he was afraid of something?
At least the Bell she was familiar with would never reveal
When Tsunayoshi Sawada woke up, he was already in the gymnasium.
"Is this the site of the Fog War?"
Reborn kindly explained: "Bajir carried you here."
"Judaime, how do you feel about your health?" Gokuji Hayato asked with concern.
"Ah, thank you. It's okay. Yamamoto, are your eyes okay?"
Yamamoto touched the bandage and said with a smile: "Senior Feng's methods are surprisingly good, she said don't worry."
"Great..." Tsunayoshi Sawada breathed a sigh of relief.Then he remembered a question—why did he fall asleep?
But before he could calm down and think clearly, Feng Jinglan walked in.
"What are you doing here, you bastard woman?" Hayato jumped up.
"Sister, idiot, or prison temple, do you miss your pharaoh look and want me to call Romario to help you change it back?"
"How dare you mention it!"
That fellow Feng Jinglan definitely put all her strength to death when she helped him wrap the bandage today, and the wound still hurts till now.
Reborn smiled: "Is the Disciplinary Committee here to inspect?"
"Hey hey? Is Senior Hibari here too?" Tsunayoshi Sawada jumped up in horror.
"Oh, no, I'm here alone." She frowned suddenly, took out the kidnapper and threw a dozen daggers into the air and fell to the ground.
"What is this? Duckweed Knuckle?" Belphegor asked in surprise, "Where's your knife?"
Feng Jinglan curled her lips: "Why should I tell you?"
For example, because he thought the uniform of the Disciplinary Committee and the duckweed crutches were so handsome, he tried every means to get a pair from Hibari Kyoya's reserve. This kind of reason can't let Bell know that he can laugh at her.
"By the way, is this how you treat your savior?"
Belphegor's face sank, he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me back my crown."
"Isn't it on your head?"
"I said the one you took away."
"That's the consultation fee."
"Why does the prince give you the consultation fee!"
"Who doesn't pay for medical treatment?"
"Because I am a prince."
"Go away, prince!"
Mamon, who was originally floating in the middle, silently floated two meters to the side to make room for the two guys who were fighting like no one else. He remembered that the two people had evolved from quarreling to fighting, and most of the turning points were the last two lines of dialogue.
"Personal fights between guardians outside the arena are not allowed." Cerbero planned to stop it, but was interrupted by Feng Jinglan's dagger flying towards them.
"I'm not a guardian."
Cerbero quickly moved away, looked at each other to see that it was still early, and didn't make a move.
Sawada Tsunayoshi asked Reborn worriedly: "Is it okay to just let them fight?"
"Hmph, even though Jinglan is a bit of an idiot, she still has a sense of proportion."
Belphegor, who has not recovered from serious injuries, is of course not Feng Jinglan's opponent. In this environment, the piano wire is useless at all, and the dagger has no advantage. Although Bell is not injured, it is obvious that he is being played by someone. Play.
When she didn't know how many times she threw the dagger away, Feng Jinglan finally threw the kidnapper as a hidden weapon impatiently, and drew out the soft sword with her hand on her waist, pointing at him with the shining tip of the sword, "Your IQ Was it also blown up yesterday? Isn’t it just a broken crown? When the wound is opened, I will help you re-bandage it, and then I will give you another crown.”
Belphegor stared at her for a while.
"Why does the prince insist on you to bandage?"
After all, he stopped angrily.
Feng Jinglan calmly went over to pick up the duckweed crutches she asked Yunque to beg for, and walked back slowly.
Prisoner Hayato murmured, "It's really putting on airs."
Feng Jinglan raised her eyebrows, and then slapped him on the head with a crook, "Hayato, can I take your words as a provocation to the Bingfeng Discipline Inspection Commission?"
"Hey, have you ever treated the wounded so roughly?"
"I think you are alive and kicking like a wounded person, and besides, I didn't use much force. Or do you expect the chairman to punish you in person? I don't mind making a trip for you."
"You..." Prison Temple Hayato roared with bared teeth and claws.
Sawada Tsunayoshi grabbed him tightly: "Kujiji-san, you have to calm down!"
Finally, someone walked into the gymnasium again at this time to divert everyone's attention. Tsunayoshi Sawada heaved a sigh of relief and then panicked again: "The person in the black obsidian? Ahhh...I remembered!"
During the special training, he asked Reborn who the guardian of the mist was, but he was sent to buy juice, and then he encountered dogs and thousands of species on the road, and then... he was frightened and fainted.
— Ugh, how embarrassing...
Hayato had already taken out the bomb and entered the first-level preparation state, but was stopped by Reborn.
"Could it be said that the guardian of the fog is Liudaoku?"
"Lonego. Ilmionomee' Chrome."
With the same hairstyle as Liudaokuku, wearing an eye patch and wearing a women's obsidian school uniform, Kurom appeared on the stage holding the trident of Liudaokuku.
Feng Jinglan just sighed in her heart, the aesthetics of Liu Dao Mu is indeed extremely weird, even the taste of naming is so weird.
The ignorant little girl who was deceived by Liu Daoku gave the young boss a greeting kiss before throwing the red-faced audience down to her own battlefield. Feng Jinglan suddenly had a strange idea in her heart—if Ku If Rom is the Guardian of Thunder, will Levi surrender directly?
Of course, this idea just passed by in a flash, and she quickly mustered all her energy to deal with the endless illusions that were affected.That's why she doesn't like warlock battles, can't they focus their illusion attacks on the opponent alone?
The game is always full of twists and turns.
Although Coulom got the guidance of Liudao Mukuro, he still fell behind compared with superpowers like Rainbow Babies.When the trident was destroyed, it also cut off the vitality of Kurom.
Just when Balian thought he was sure of winning, a thick fog enveloped Coulom.
When the fog cleared, the familiar figure came into people's sight again.
"Six... six skeletons?!"
"Long time no see, I'm back... from the end of reincarnation."
Compared to the other people who were frightened, Feng Jinglan greeted him very calmly: "Yo, Mu."
"Oh, oh, you are here to join in the fun."
"I came here specially to admire your peerless beauty." It's really not a lie, when she first watched the animation, she re-watched this passage nearly ten times.
"Kufufufu, that's a great honor."
"But Mu, it's fine for you to have weird aesthetics. Why do you have to drag other girls into obsidian uniforms? You cut your long hair into a pineapple head. Are you worthy of her?"
"Send you to reincarnation, Feng Jinglan."
"Your opponent who severely injured little Coulom over there should also not come to me over there."
"Hmph, then it seems that I have to deal with Rainbow Son quickly to settle the score with you. But actually, there is still something I like about this fruit—the flower language of pineapple is perfect."
Mamun over there finally remembered the origin of Liu Dao Mu, and said disdainfully, "I'm not so kind as to intentionally throw water to the warlock created by the illusion, so let me uncover your disguise."
Of course, this level of phantom attack could not threaten Liudao Mukui, and he unleashed a counterattack in the ice without any resistance.
Later, the good illusion competition turned into a greedy competition.Liudaoku is indeed a middle school boy who once wanted to create a dark world with his own hands, and Ma Meng was crushed hard by the illusion counterattack.
"Let's fall, and then reincarnate."
He easily won the other half of the ring, and completely killed Mamun, who was unwilling to admit defeat.
"The only reason for your defeat is to be my enemy."
The battle came to an end without any suspense, and Tsunayoshi Sawada said anxiously: "You don't have to kill them all like this?"
Liudao Mukuro looked at him, his eyes were slightly mocking and seemed to contain some other meaning: "You are still sympathizing with the enemy until now, you are too naive, Sawada Tsunayoshi, but... don't worry-maybe I should be so right You said? That baby escaped, he saved the energy to escape from the beginning, he is a thoughtful child of the rainbow."
Feng Jinglan said thoughtfully: "Mu... I always feel that you are different from the last time I saw you."
He smiled slightly: "Our bet...maybe you won."
She raised her eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to be so honest. But I think you can confirm for yourself again that those light and heat are not illusions, but really exist."
Their conversation was very soft, and although Tsunayoshi Sawada heard a little from the side, it was still foggy.
Then Liudao Mukuro turned to XANXUS, "You are simply the darkness itself of the mafia. The terrible plan you are brewing scares even me. But don't worry, I have no intention of interfering in this matter, because I am not a good person. Only one thing ...I advise you not to bully another heir candidate who is weaker than you too much."
XANXUS looked at him inscrutablely, as if trying to figure out his intentions.
Liu Dao Mukuro didn't care about his reaction, and walked back with Quan and Qian Zuo.
"Is this level of vigilance really useful? I didn't intend to get too close to the mafia. The reason why I became the guardian of the fog is to make it easier to take your body, Sawada Tsunayoshi."
Feng Jinglan curled her lips, "Again..."
Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had peeped into his memory, of course knew that he was duplicity, "No... anyway, thank you."
The two sides have three victories each, leaving only the battle of the guardian of the cloud.
REBORN said seriously: "XANXUS, what are you going to do? If Skylark wins the next game, the number of rings will be 4 to 3, and it won't help if you have the Dakong Ring. At that time, you will have to admit defeat as promised and automatically give up all the rights of the heir. "
XANXUS replied calmly: "That's natural. I will respect Vongola's spirit and abide by the promise of the duel. If Mosca loses in the cloud duel, I will give everything to you."
Most people breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Jinglan opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.
She stayed in the hospital and didn't watch the Battle of Clouds, and the situation continued as she knew, and then there was a big air battle.
"Aren't you going to watch the big air battle?"
"Sawada Tsunayoshi will win."
"What a ridiculous trust."
Feng Jinglan glanced at him calmly.
"Squalo, it's okay for you to be disappointed in me, but I don't think I betrayed Balian. I just chose Tsunayoshi Sawada on the issue of Vongola's future ten-generation leader."
Squalo snorted disdainfully.
"Before this, I hadn't even met XANXUS. I am very grateful and cherish you in Balian, but I can't just follow a person like this in a daze."
Squalo still only hummed softly, but his hostility was obviously weakened.
"Look, you think the same way, right. What's more... Squalo, knowing that the result is wrong, I don't have the courage to try to rewrite it like you."
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his composure: "No, you... what do you mean?"
"You should know exactly what I mean. I just want to tell you that although I can't say that you are wrong, if you are so easily swayed by others, the Vengley Ring is not enough to be called a treasure."
"How did you know?"
Feng Jinglan smiled faintly: "Squalo, I don't know why you agreed to train me back then, but why do you think Reborn wanted me to be dragged into the mafia?"
Squalo's voice sank: "Feng Jinglan, you..."
She shook her head: "I didn't mention this to make you think too much. Believe it or not, I never did anything wrong to Balian from the beginning to the end."
Dino walked in with a wheelchair: "It's almost time, let's go."
"Forget it, Dino, I've changed my mind. Just take Squalo with you, I won't go."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Not interfering...is it right or wrong?
Who knows.
—I just know that I'm tired of being an outsider.
——I don’t want to be so redundant, so simply… don’t participate in it from the beginning.
The author has something to say: I seem to have written Wushou Zhan very well. I'm sorry, Mr. Pineapple ==
Liudaoku's opinion about pineapple was mentioned in a radio drama~ I laughed out loud when I heard that...
The psychological feelings about Jing Lan finally got a little involved, maybe it was a flash in the pan?
After rewriting the next chapter five times with perseverance, the second half of the chapter is finally quite satisfactory, so stay tuned~【Straight Face
☆、Hello, ten years later
The issue of ownership of Vongola's ring was finally resolved satisfactorily. Due to XANXUS's disqualification and Lancha's strong support, Tsunayoshi Sawada's side won a natural victory.
Perhaps the only unsatisfactory thing in Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind is that the Ozora Ring, which he regarded as a hot potato, returned to him.
Oh, and maybe he'd have to make up the piles of homework that had accumulated during the War of the Ring under the pressure of Reborn again.
However, these setbacks are certainly not as good as the joy brought by him and his friends being able to return to this reality where they can watch fireworks together, laugh together, eat their mother's food with peace of mind, and Kyoko happily say a few words.
Mo Cunqian also complained to Feng Jinglan: "It's rare for me to live in your house, and you actually run out all day, it hurts my heart."
"You can be content if you don't get bitten by our chairman, Xiaoqian, I will definitely cover you in the few days left."
On the second day after Mo Cunqian returned to her school after finishing her exchange life, Dino came to find Jinglan.
"Are you kidding? I'm not Balian, why did I go back to Italy with them?" Feng Jinglan yelled.
Dino coughed dryly: "Didn't you often go there before?"
"There's a big difference. I used to stay here temporarily for a day or two, but this time it's a permanent residence!"
"No way, this is the hope of the Nine Generations. After all, you have stayed in Balian for several years. It is impossible that you have no feelings at all."
"Yes, but..." she muttered reluctantly.
——Her leisurely life, she has not experienced it for a long time and is about to say goodbye again, her heart is bleeding; and how should she face Squalo, a guy who is so obsessed with XANXUS!
"You know how to squeeze me."
Dino couldn't help feeling amused: "Didn't Reborn tell you about the origin of the Garan Ring on your hand?"
She pulled a necklace from her neck, and she wore the ring with a silver chain and hung it close to her body. "You mean this? Could it be that it has a big origin?"
Dino nodded: "Vongola II scoured the world and used the fragments of the rainbow gems he collected to create the Balian Ring, which is only slightly inferior to Vengley's Ring, and the remaining few materials were used Mr. Talbo, a gold engraver, used some other rare materials to create the Garan Ring. Although it is not as high as the Vengley Ring, it should be at A+ level. It seems that the first Garan Ring holder Someone once used this ring to exert a power almost no less than that of Vongola's ring."
"Huh? So good?"
Feng Jinglan's heart was moved immediately.
"And according to records... the owner is the younger sister of Balian Yushou, but the relationship with the first generation family seems to be very good." Dino added, scratching his hair.
"That's why you stuffed me in Balian?"
Feng Jinglan's expression became subtle in an instant—could it be that her relationship with Balian was doomed from the moment she set her sights on the ring?
"After all, you have to know that since then, no one has worn the Garan Ring before you. So we all think that letting you get in touch with Balian might help you understand this ring better, After all, after so many generations, its power can only be developed by yourself. So don't complain."
"But even so... You have to know that I only fell in love with the Garan Ring because I think it looks good."
"Jing Lan," Dino said earnestly, "It is not the master who chooses the ring, but the ring who chooses the master."
Feng Jinglan's expression suddenly cracked.
"...Dino, it doesn't matter if you want to pretend to be a magic stick, but please don't pick the lines in the books we've all read, okay?"
"Ahaha...it was discovered."
"It's such an obvious thing, it's hell if you don't get discovered, okay! Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, when are you leaving?"
"Early tomorrow morning."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I've stayed in Japan for so many days. If it wasn't for them to recuperate a bit, I should have left two days ago. The address of the hotel where Balian is staying is here. I will bring someone to pick you up then."
"Oh." Immediately, Feng Jinglan thought of a serious question, "Dino, there is nothing else, you can find a way to get Reborn to tell the chairman that I have gone to Italy, otherwise he will think that I am on strike and I will go to Italy when I come back. Crap."
"How can I invite Reborn!"
"But no one can suppress the Chairman except Reborn, right? It's not like you don't know him..."
Dino's expression twisted, as if recalling some bad memories.
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Belphegor returned to the room after dinner, looked at the clean-up environment, twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a headache: "Feng Jinglan, I know you are here."
She came out from behind the curtain and said angrily: "Sure enough, you shouldn't help you clean up your room... But Bell, I bet your room is definitely in the top three in the mafia circle, just like Domazu's Naito Long Xiang is a little better, if you don't believe me, I will go find Feng Tai."
The mention of Doma Zobel couldn't help but remind him of that terrible night.
"It doesn't matter if this kind of thing is good or not. By the way, why did you come here?"
"I don't want to waste money on hotel bookings, look, I don't want to share a room with Luce, he will disgust me to death; I can't go to Levi, I have to worry about his lack of quality all night the umbrella; Mamun will ask me to collect the money, and Squalo will directly chop me up," she explained with her fingers broken, "based on the friendship between the two of us, to be precise, the friendship between me and your dagger, you will not stand by Watch me go find XANXUS to die..."
"Although I remember that Levi's umbrella has been blown up, and Squalo's current state is unlikely to kill you, and the boss has not been fully recovered after being frozen again...but that's not what I'm asking! Why did you come to Balian again?"
"I don't think so, whoever wakes up Kudaime immediately asks me to support Balian. Xanxus is going to go back to accept his punishment. How can I say that with the lineup of your group of wounded, I'm afraid you can't do any assassination missions. Committee member What did you say?" She tried her best to recall, and then tried to bring up a skylark-like scornful smile, "Every one of them is like a trick that a weak creature came up with to survive?"
Belphegor's face darkened instantly.
If her hair color and eye color were also changed...why would she look so damn similar to Hibari Kyoya!
"...Is this the friendship you said between the two of us?"
"No, no, it's my friendship with your dagger. In fact, there is nothing to be ashamed of if you can't beat the chairman. You see, the chairman is not afraid of poison that can put an elephant, but you can't even go to prison. If you can't beat the temple, I feel ashamed for you."
He raised his eyebrows: "I won the Ring of Lan's battle."
"That's a bargain you picked up," she corrected righteously, "Why win when you're about to die? I've already said that the lethality of cold weapons is too weak, not to mention the fact that your dagger hits so hard. Little, it’s useless to throw it a little bit off. You can see that the chairman’s duckweed crutch alone is enough to kill you instantly. By the way, I don’t quite understand that you glued the thread to the prison temple’s shoulder. Could it be that his bomb exploded? Will it break the wire—your piano wire is already immune to gunpowder?"
Belphegor ignored her last question: "That duck killed Mosca in seconds with the duckweed crutch alone. By the way, is this the friendship you said with my dagger?"
"...I'm going back to Italy early tomorrow morning, you should rest quickly."
"You won't grab the bed with me this time?" He felt very incredible.
"I don't care about the wounded—but the quilt is mine."
"If you ask the waiter to bring you another bed, you won't be charged!"
"Then applaud yourself, men must take responsibility."
"I am the wounded!"
"I gave you the bed, why are you still so noisy!"
"...so you gave it to me?"
After arguing for a long time and almost getting into a fight, Dino knocked on the door and said that the itinerary had changed and the plane took off early, so we can leave now.
Everyone else was already standing in the hall with their luggage, and apparently they were the last to be notified.
Dino was startled by Feng Jinglan's appearance in Bell's room, but everyone in Balian didn't respond.
——Feng Jinglan did this almost every time she was summoned from Bingsheng, and they were no longer surprised by it.
In fact, they were rather glad that she was willing to be in Belle's room, because otherwise it would be quite a huge project to find and pack the things to take away from Belphegor's messy room.
The apron is near the Bisheng Shrine, not far from the hotel, less than three kilometers away, so I walked there.
——Although Feng Jinglan always thinks that it is a little bit contrary to being a mafia to walk on the road under the street lights.
"So, what are you worrying about?" Belphegor asked casually.
"what?"
He clasped his hands behind his head and said casually: "It was at the Battle of the Fog, and it was also in the hotel just now-the prince doesn't think that Squalo's dissatisfaction with you standing on the side of the group of brats this time will force you to collapse."
Feng Jinglan stopped in her tracks, and laughed in a low voice after being silent for a moment.
"If I make a nonsense reason, you will not believe it. Now, Bell, do you think I should give you an answer that satisfies you or an answer that satisfies me?"
"I didn't ask you to answer."
"That's really irresponsible..."
"Hee hee hee, because I am a prince."
"Hey, can you be a little more serious?" Feng Jinglan tilted her head and muttered unhappily, "You have to be particularly sharp at times like this."
"The prince has always had good insight."
"Go away." Feng Jinglan gave him a blank look, "If, I mean if, there is a person... Wait a minute, don't you think the movement behind is a little louder?"
And at the same time as she spoke, Belphegor threw a row of knives into the bushes.
"You found out too slowly, Jinglan."
"Hey, come on, I don't think you're fast either."
If the previous sound was the footsteps of ordinary people, they could still let it go because they were about to leave Bingsheng, but no one would easily let go of the sudden muffled sound and the instant change of breath just now.
"Speaking of which, Bell, your accuracy really needs to be improved. It looks like you missed it at all."
"It's noisy."
Feng Jinglan wanted to continue to say something to laugh at Bell, but her eyes widened when she saw the red-haired youth walking out of the shadows, and she began to speak incoherently.
"You... No, it's ten years later..."
The young man put his hands in the pockets of his white uniform, and the slightly reflective lenses under the street lights blocked the emotional fluctuations in his eyes: "It's the first time we meet, um... Maybe it's more appropriate to say we haven't seen each other for a long time."
"Hehehe, even if you get close to the prince, you won't be merciful." Not noticing Feng Jinglan's gaffe, Belphegor drew dozens of daggers with his hands, and lightly drew silver lights with his fingers.
The young man muttered in a low voice: "It's really the same as what she said..."
He didn't seem to want to be entangled here for too long, and after lightly dodging a round of Bell's attack, he took out the irregular spherical object in his pocket and threw it at Feng Jinglan.
At this moment, Feng Jinglan was immersed in the deep doubt of "why the first undercover agent would appear in this part of the world ten years later", she didn't react at all, she just caught the thing he threw over in confusion, and immediately Wrapped in a cloud of pink smoke.
Belphegor stared dumbfounded at this strange development, and finally abandoned his noble image as a prince and cursed: "Feng Jinglan, you idiot, don't you know how to hide from such things?"
Angrily throwing three daggers at the place where she disappeared, Bell took a deep breath and turned to look at the red-haired boy who had become almost ten years younger at some point.
The boy clutched his stomach sadly: "I, I, I... I really don't know anything!"
"Do you think the prince will believe such a clumsy lie?"
Such a loud noise from behind naturally alarmed the group of people in front, and Dino led Romario and rushed over first.
"What happened? Where's Jinglan?"
Bell held Irie Masaichi's back collar and smiled happily: "Just ask this guy."
"...No, you strangled him before that."
After finally standing firmly on the ground again, Irie was gasping for breath, and answered after a long time, "I really don't know what's going on."
Bell snorted disdainfully.
"It's true! Classmate Feng helped me before, why should I trouble her?"
"You know Jinglan?" Dino asked in surprise.
Irie nodded with a bitter face: "My tablemate Xiaoqian and Feng have a very good relationship, the three of us went to the beach together a few months ago, ah, and Xiaoqian was also an exchange student in the union a few days ago Well, you'll know if you ask her."
"That's it... But wait, Bell! Don't kill yourself!"
"Anyway, this guy can't give any news, so let's die."
The corner of Dino's mouth twitched and he looked at Squalo.
"Hey! See what I'm doing?"
"Forget it...it's nothing. But why did you appear in this kind of place?"
Being stared at fiercely by such a group of people, Irie's expression changed.
"I, I, I... I'll tell the truth, but before that... can I have a box of stomach medicine first?"
In the end, it took a lot of time to figure out the whole story. Looking at the threatening letter with the embarrassing things Irie had done and the girl he had a crush on, Dino suddenly had a subtle sense of déjà vu.
"That is to say, you just came there at the stipulated time as stated in the letter and then used the props sent to you together to go around ten years later?"
Irie nodded with a pale face, he was terrified.
Dino pondered for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too nervous, just remember not to tell anyone what happened today."
"Yeah!" Otherwise, I'll be murdered!
"Vault, did you just let him go?"
"Jinglan should have been there ten years later, but why is it ten years later..." He suddenly thought of a possibility, paused and skipped this paragraph, "Why the statute of limitations has not passed yet, and it is still not sure what it is What caused it. I will discuss this matter with Jiudaimu, and I can’t rush to investigate at the moment. In short, trust Jinglan first, she is not a person who will mess around, and she must have her own considerations if she didn’t avoid it before.”
"Tch, the prince saw that she was just shocked." Bell curled his lips.
The author has something to say: Cough... In fact, the focus of this chapter is ↓
Xiaozheng: The three of us went to the beach together a few months ago.
Bell: Sure enough, you should die.
No more, the author is stuck in his own excessive imagination and can't get out...
The setting is that Feng Jinglan went to ten years earlier than the Ten Generations, and Ten-Irie had not received other instructions at that time, so he was really at a loss at that time and did not know what was going on←Otherwise How could it be possible to hide it from Balian!
So the next chapter begins 10 years later~ By the way, the first volume is over, is there anyone willing to take a chance on the face--
[Mr. Pierce said that this precipice is a digression: I suddenly found that Qingzhu has increased two favorites today... Sure enough, the author should find a way to end Kawen in these two days and update it quickly--I feel sorry for my conscience OTL]
☆、If I say
"If I die like this, you will be responsible for burying me in the rapeseed field."
"Cauliflower? Are you crazy or hungry?"
"Don't look down on others like this. I think the large rapeseed flowers are very beautiful and have a warm fragrance."
"Hee hee hee, I don't want it. It should be good for the prince to cut you into pieces and throw them into the Mediterranean Sea to feed the sharks. Squalo will be happy too."
"I think Squalo will just call you a piece of trash and chop you up. After all, I prefer the Adriatic Sea to the Mediterranean Sea."
Would you believe me if I said I had forgotten?
No, I should say, I just thought... you would never remember, Bell.
5 minutes is enough for a person to think of many things, at least at the moment when he smells the strong fragrance of flowers, the dusty images deep in his memory flood into his mind uncontrollably.
It's really strange, after such a long time, what stays in the memory after such a long time is often not those beautiful scenes that I thought I could never forget anyway.
At that time, she seemed to be tortured to death by Bell.
The coolness emanating from the stone wall made her surprisingly sober at the moment, Feng Jinglan covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and suddenly laughed softly.
I seem to have made a bet with you, saying that I will definitely live longer than you, but now it seems... It still doesn't work--I can win every bet with that guy Mukuro.
But I don't want to tell you, otherwise you will be fooled for a long time.
But...it's really strange, you obviously don't understand anything, but you can always see through my cover-up when I least expect it, can't your annoying wild intuition fail once?
Feng Jinglan didn't think about getting out of the sarcophagus, until the faint noise in her ears woke her up from her wandering thoughts.
This is... fighting?
She suddenly realized that more than 5 minutes had passed.
——The Battle of the Ring has just ended, and the timing is just right.
So... the future chapter has already begun?
Really, why tease her again when she has made up her mind not to participate in the plot again?
She took off the garan ring hanging from the necklace and put it on her finger.
--consciousness.
What would that unreal thing be to her?
It's a pity that even if she can't ignite the flame, there is nothing she can do. She is afraid that she will stay in this world for a while, and she will have to eat and drink.
Listening carefully to the noise outside, and guessing that the battle was almost over, Feng Jinglan gently removed the lid of the sarcophagus.
The rapeseed field is not big, but the golden color is clearer than imagined, and it seems that it has not been affected by the battle just now.Balian's base is still the same as before. A large number of grassroots team members are running around in the distance, not paying attention to the changes in her place, busy transporting the wounded and repairing the outer edge.
Not wanting to disturb too many people, she took a shortcut to the west of the castle and jumped in through the side window.
Belphegor turned his back to her, and his voice sounded very annoyed, probably arguing with Fran: "Do you have the guts to say it again?"
"ME means, it's because you, Senior Bell, are too cowardly, so..."
Fran stopped suddenly, and although his face remained expressionless, the eyes on the frog's hat blinked.
The three daggers were dropped before Bell turned his head.
"Jing...Lan?"
According to Belphegor and Feng Jinglan's impression, the last time they met ten years later, their appearances were similar, perhaps their hairstyles were a little messier.
She thought she must have hallucinations, how could she feel that he was afraid of something?
At least the Bell she was familiar with would never reveal
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