When Chaoying meets Little Siren

The compatibility between children and places like museums is not very high.

The former hasn't spent much time in this world yet, so naturally he can't understand how many unspeakable pasts have been deposited in the traces of time engraved on ancient objects.They usually haven't experienced too many profound losses, so they don't like to remember the lost things, they can't name every scar, and they can't explain the origin of every object.

But this is also the reason why only children's steps are often brisk.

Val regards the museum as a labyrinth, and regards the exquisite and charming objects displayed in the glass as a fence to block the view. Barry just tells her to keep quiet, and she walks lightly on her feet, like a dragonfly, tapping a little bit. surface, and fly elsewhere.

Everyone was talking softly. She couldn't understand the signs, nor could she understand the long paragraphs of text mixed with too many unfamiliar place names and people's names. She wandered around within Barry's line of sight. An empty glass case was found in the center.

"K..."

Weier frowned, trying to read that long word.

"Kryptonite."

A lady came to her.

"It's from Superman's hometown."

Val looked up.

The lady was wearing a dark brown slim dress, her jet-black long curly hair was loose, and her face showed a kind of resolute beauty.

Very beautiful people.

The lady smiled at her.

"Do you like Superman?"

Weier nodded in a daze, then frowned after a while and thought about it, without overturning the conclusion she just made.

She certainly has no ill feeling for the talkative "Superman" who wants to take pictures with her.

That is like.

Val nodded again as if confirming.

"Okay, little lady." The lady's brows and eyes softened, "It will be exhibited at seven o'clock tonight, if there are no accidents."

Barry came over from another area.

When he saw the lady next to Weier, he was a little surprised and said, "Princess?"

"Welcome to Metropolis, Barry."

Diana had a kind of peaceful joy for all unexpected encounters, and obviously she also heard Arthur's request for help last time, and when she saw Barry, she understood: "Is this little lady Arthur's friend?" ?”

"Yes, I hope I can take good care of her." Barry rubbed his head, feeling a little guilty when he thought about the rogue gang before.

"You always will." Diana relaxed her whole body. If she stood like a tall pine tree before, now she is just an ordinary person chatting with friends.

"Are you a princess?" Wei Er asked curiously.

She knew what a princess was, the girl who lived in the palace, as graceful as a swan.

After asking, she did not wait for Diana, who was slightly stunned, to answer, she said firmly, "You are a princess."

She reminded Val of Princess Jasmine in the illustration with her crown and hair pulled back.

Diana laughed.

She has been called a princess by many people. Some men call her a princess to flirt, but those who know her other identity call her a princess is to respect. "Princess".

It did make her feel a strange, wanting to smile.

And she has always accepted the praise of others frankly.

"Yes, you are right, I am a princess."

She squatted down very gently, pulled Weier's fluffy hair behind her ears, and said softly: "And you too, cute little princess."

Val's small hands holding Barry's clothes tightened suddenly.

The tightness of that little piece of fabric made Barry look over, and he saw the little girl blushing.

She didn't speak, but buried her red face behind Barry's waist for a while, then poked out half of her face with red ears and looked at her quietly.

Seeing that the little girl was so shy, Diana shook her head indulgently.

Barry also smiled, touched Val's head comfortingly, and turned his gaze to Diana: "Princess, do you live in Metropolis?"

"I'm working here for the time being," she said, "Luthor got something he shouldn't have, and he wants to put it in the museum as a deterrent, let it point straight to the sky, and be the finger of the ground to rebuke God. "

She smiled, with an unfading soft look on her face, showing a kind of helplessness of disapproval.

She and Superman are the only demigods in the alliance. As a warrior who grew up in Amazon, she can never understand why some human beings will repay those who help them with malice, but as Diana, she walks in human society. Just like Clark, with a kind of indulgence that borders on neglect.

Then they come to the aid of those who will call upon them.

"Nabali, why are you here?"

"A ticket from a friend." Barry shrugged. "Need help? Since I happen to be here."

"It's enough for me alone, have fun with your little princess." She pursed her lips and smiled, her face full of pride that she must win.

And the truth is that she's not big enough alone, and neither is Superman.

Everything went smoothly. Luther personally shared the process of putting the palm-sized green stone into the glass display case with the armed security forces, the well-known crowd, and major media. Clark, who was sent to catch the news with a pale face, walked to his side calmly: "Does it feel bad? Does it affect you?"

Luthor spoke in an impassioned tone, as if he was really a fan of Superman: "...as a city guarded by Superman, we should have something like this in our museum."

He has definitely done experiments with Superman's cells, but he doesn't know when he took his own flesh and blood; the ore will not only have such a small amount.

This is a warning.

A warning that a human could do him harm.

Clark clenched the camera strap tightly, trying to resist the force radiating from the green stone that made him weak and painful. His super hearing could hear the sound of his own cells bursting and dying under the radiation.

"...not very good."

Clark bit his lip and whispered.

It's a bad feeling when something from your hometown is the only thing that hurts you.

"Then I will take care of this." Diana said without doubt, she gently pinched Clark's shoulders, and the palms of her hands felt the muscles under the ill-fitting large suit were stiff and tense due to struggling to support him.

"Sorry, I probably won't be useful today."

He didn't force himself, just pretended that he had a bad stomach, whispered a few words with his companion who came with him, and left the scene with a smile.

Diana was outstanding in height and temperament, and she was very conspicuous in the crowd. After being held high by Barry's armpit, Val immediately saw the big sister she liked very much.

She was about to wave her hand when she heard a voice.

A strange sound, never heard before.

She frowned and raised her hands to cover her ears, but the sound was neither harsh nor uncomfortable.

It's just like a stone thrown into a lake and ripples layer by layer, something... changed.

Then the crowd exclaimed.

A huge white light on the kryptonite display case spread from one center to the entire venue. No one dared to look directly at the too strong light. Something hit the display case in the center heavily. Under the commotion of the crowd, that The female voice groaning in pain on the showcase seemed a little vague.

The white light dissipated, and a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a light blue mermaid with sharp claws, and the scales on the tail and belly of the fish had peeled off, revealing bloody flesh.

She covered a bleeding scar on her neck with her left hand, and hurriedly scanned the surroundings. Her light green vertical pupils formed a narrow line like a beast, and hoarsely shouted at the crowd: "Go! Get out of here!"

Her image is really tragic, but because of this, no one feels threatened. It is all like the excitement and novelty of seeing a mythical creature. Some people took out their mobile phones, and some people wanted to touch her broken tail fin like cloth.

With a click of her tongue, she smashed the display cabinet directly below her body with her elbow, and pinched the piece of kryptonite with her claws, causing the glass to shatter all over the floor.

Most of the armed forces dare not shoot. The crowd here is too dense, and the captain began to evacuate the crowd forcibly. The novice with poor psychological quality was glanced at by the light green vertical pupil, and fired reflexively. The bullet was shot by her scales. On, the sound is like metal hitting each other.

The sound of bullets finally woke up the crowd, they fled in all directions, Wonder Woman began to maintain order, Val grabbed Flash's hand, she had a very strange feeling, this feeling made her dare not move, and she didn't want to move.

The mermaid kept facing them with her back side. After she fell into the cabinet, she lifted the glass with her bare hands and rolled to the ground, which completely exposed her face to Weier's sight.

It was a face very similar to hers.

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The author has something to say:

I personally like the female hero very much. She is elegant, beautiful, strong and resolute, and also has a kind of calmness and relief after being swept away by history.

And there is no sub-cp other than the official match, there is no habit of adding sub-cp in the article here.