Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

The night was getting darker, and the cold wind poured in from the entrance of the cave. T'Challa lost the special power brought by the heart-shaped grass, and was in a weak state of recovery from the wound. Therefore, even though he was wrapped in the thick robe of the witch's costume, he still felt his bones It seemed to be blown through by the cold wind.

The mission-first Black consciously stuffed himself into his cold chest, and then spread his wings to cover him, while 23 stayed up all night guarding the bonfire, waiting for a wave of skill CDs of the Seal of Divination to reduce T'Challa's blood volume. Restored to the passing line of 60.00%.

T'Challa couldn't help touching his muscular chest and lower abdomen. There was no doubt that the wound caused by Nijadaka in the original duel was healed by this warm and bright power like starlight.

T'Challa lay on the stone platform tossing and turning, thinking of his mother and Su Rui uncontrollably, and the system was unconsciously scratched by him several times, scratching his chin and stroking his tail. Fortunately, it still remembered the mission, so it struggled from the big cat The cat woke up from the soft pink jiojio, opened the map and took a look: "Comrade 23, someone is coming."

23 opened the shared vision and found that a group of Wakanda soldiers had already searched for the cave near the waterfall, and the green sign representing the leader was M'Baku who supported T'Challa's reset.

"M'Baku has brought people to search for your body. If he knows that you are still alive, he will definitely be willing to send troops to help you regain the throne."

23 There is also a sub-quest "I raise an orange cat in Wakanda" that has not been completed, and the plan is still exposed to others for the time being, so T'Challa had to be reminded in advance, she said softly: "Don't reveal my information to anyone. Existence, Your Majesty, come to me if there is anything that cannot be resolved before you return to the throne."

T'Challa didn't ask how the other party knew these things. After all, the other party was the eight hundred bhikkhuni with divination ability.

And Blake was obviously very satisfied with the other party's actions. It folded its wings, like a feather without any weight, and flew lightly on the host's shoulder, condescendingly said to T'Challa: "Anything, Your Majesty, you know my The master is Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni."

T'Challa deeply suspected that this was because the other party had predicted his future. He didn't ask much, but before leaving the cave, he heard the peacock calmly say: "Your Majesty, you will come back."

—Come back and return the clothes.

After X days, sure enough.

Fortunately, I didn't set any warning flag for real fragrance.

T'Challa took off the Zhenjin Panther uniform, stood silently outside the familiar cave, and sighed sincerely in his heart.

He was dressed lightly, but the night's cold wind was nothing to T'Challa who had re-drank the juice of the heart-shaped grass and regained the power of the panther and the throne of the king, but this kind and generous man The wise king still avoided the wind subconsciously.

"I almost forgot that Nijadaka is still a corpse, and I can't feel the biting cold wind under the waterfall... I hope she can cure you."

T'Challa sighed, looked down at the black youth with tightly closed eyes in his arms, and wrapped him a little tighter in the black robe representing the king, until he confirmed that no half of the other's skin was exposed to the cold wind. Only then did he safely hold his cousin and walked into the cave.

Black, who was highly nervous and always paying attention to the movement of the mission target, immediately played a BGM in 23's consciousness: "I am here, waiting for you to come back ~ waiting for you to come back, watch the peach blossoms bloom!"

23:"……"

The life of primitive people for several days made the system have no way to show off its entity and beautiful feathers. It could only enjoy it by itself while playing beautiful songs from ancient times. At this moment, it changed to another song: "I often go home and watch Look~ Go back! Home! Look! Look!"

However, the system is unaware of the wisdom of its actions. In the tear-jerking member song, it urged in a very serious voice: "The target of the side mission has been detected, please ask the host to start the side mission."

23 thinks its aesthetics are really amazing.

3 minute later.

Black turned off the BGM, gracefully landed on T'Challa's shoulder, bowed his head and said: "I said, you will come back."

"From now on, I firmly believe in your prophecy, Ms. Eight Hundred Bhikuni, and you... beautiful little peacock."

T'Challa, who is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 91 kilograms, hugged Eric, an orange cat who was 23 meters tall and weighed [-] kilograms, and easily put him on the stone platform where he had been lying, and then looked complicated The pair [-] explained: "This is my cousin Nijadaka. After he was defeated in the final battle for the throne, he chose to insert a dagger into his chest to end all the struggles of the fathers."

23's eyes fell on the leopard, which was one size bigger than his cousin: "You want to revive him, don't you?"

The Onmyoji took a deep look at him, and slowly said: "Eric Killmonger is different from you, he is a villain, if he wasn't needed in the result of divination, I might have killed him immediately. "

T'Challa fell silent.

"But you still left him with the possibility of resurrection."

T'Challa's gentle black pupils stared at the oriental woman with a smile that was not a smile, and sighed in a low voice: "I wanted to cure him, Wakanda's medical technology is well developed, but Nijadaka made another Choice, I was already planning to give up, but I saw that bird called the Seal of Divination fly into his chest..."

Then, a large piece of ostrich logo composed of complex and graceful lines appeared on Nijadaka's chest, not only stopped the bleeding instantly, but also the wound where the flesh rolled up was also healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, so even though the cousin had already Without breathing, heartbeat and pulse, T'Challa still intends to bring him here to try.

Sure enough, the onmyoji holding the staff showed a look that he had expected, and smiled at him calmly, as if admiring the obedient cat, and confirmed: "You guessed right, Your Majesty, I am indeed willing to , and there is a way to revive him.”

The implication is that there is a price to pay.

"What can I do for you?"

T'Challa asked this question for the second time, and he said seriously and solemnly: "It's not just because of Nijadaka, you saved me and gave me a lot of information, but you never gave anything in return."

This is the main reason why 23 likes to deal with superheroes-they will never let you suffer, she said: "I believe that as the king of Wakanda, you will deal with everything fairly, but resurrection requires a price, king Your Majesty, the price you have to pay is a cat bell made of vibranium, and your soft fur."

Black, who just wanted to persuade the host to ask for a vibration gold: "..."

T'Challa also: "..." Fur?

T'Challa recalled his daily life with this seemingly reserved and elegant onmyoji in just a few hours, and felt that he seemed to understand something. He immediately agreed, and pointed to his cousin quite decisively. : "He's an orange cat, just masturbate casually."

23 also: "..."

She really wanted to touch Eric's dreadlocks, and really wanted to say hello, but why is this big cat so good?It's like suddenly getting a clearance strategy for an RPG game.

23 stopped thinking deeply, and turned his attention to the tall and handsome corpse on the stone platform, whose aura was still there even after death.

Obviously, Eric Killmonger, who can save himself with his appearance, is a handsome young man. Even though his face is pale and his eyes are tightly closed, he is still like a sleeping leopard, with a kind of The danger and sexiness of the beast alone.

23 Trying to ignore a line of big characters "orange cats are easy to get fat" typed on the virtual blue screen as if the system was swiping the screen, with admiring gaze from the fluffy dreadlocks of this big cat to the beautiful palm with distinct knuckles. The palm is shallow, and there are thin calluses on the fingertips—very good, it is a pink pad, and pink jiojio is the treasure of the world.

Reminded by Black, T'Challa took off his cousin's black robe and put it under his body for him, and stepped back three steps cautiously.

23 Gently raised the ornate phoenix staff, and recited the complex incantation that inspired the seal of divination with a serious expression. The ostrich logo formed by the blue lines hidden on his chest immediately reappeared, vividly spreading its wings.

When the spell ended and the mark slowly dissipated, Eric's cold chest suddenly began to rise and fall slowly, and then gradually returned to temperature.

Half a minute later, under T'Challa's shocked gaze, Eric, who had already lost his breath and heartbeat, was confirmed as dead, and suddenly sat up while propping on the uneven edge of the stone platform. There was nothing in his dark brown eyes Half of the confusion just after resurrection is more sober and sharper than T'Challa. He showed a vigilant posture almost the moment he felt the strange breath, and the cheetah-like eyes that belonged exclusively to the predator scraped across with a sharp sense of scrutiny. Got 23 body.

He looked around for a week and immediately guessed what happened. The rebellious leopard snorted coldly, instead of expressing his thanks, he sneered at T'Challa and said, "T'Challa, my cousin... ...I have said long ago that if you have freedom, you would rather die, depriving me of the right to die, is this the kindness of His Majesty the King?"

Seeing that Eric was pale and weak, but he was still alive and kicking, T'Challa breathed a sigh of relief. He completely ignored his provocative cousin, and turned to 23 with a gentle expression: "Thank you, ma'am ...and you, beautiful little peacock."

Black, who was praised as an entity, opened the screen happily.

And 23 took a deep look at Eric's pineapple head, which feels good in the hand, and nodded slightly without changing his face: "You're welcome, Your Majesty."