Chapter 257 A Qiao
There was no wind in the black fog.
The unclear scenes around them seemed to fade away, and the lingering black smoke danced around the two young men. As they called out to each other slightly, everything was silent.
Shen Qianqiao's eyes met his brother's for only a moment. The next second, a hint of confusion and doubt flashed across his eyes, and he glanced around.
It seemed as if he didn't see any figure, but at the moment when his heart suddenly beat, he turned around and looked back instinctively.
"Is it an illusion..." Across endless time and space, the handsome young man lowered his eyes slightly, confused by the intuitive feeling he just had.
“Brother…?” He tried calling out very softly again, but the surroundings were still empty and filled with silent, drifting fog.
He didn't wait for any response.
In the depths of his eyes, which had transformed from extreme surprise to calmness, a slight ripple finally flashed away. After a second of desolate silence, the young man closed his eyes wordlessly, restraining the aura that was full of hope but once again dead and desperate.
Then, he squatted down very gently, rolled up his sleeves with a professional and skillful posture, and checked the injuries of the boy who had fainted on the ground.
Compared to his elder brother Shen Qianluo's terrifying talent of being a mentor who is proficient in everything, the boy is born weak, but has a powerful ability to remember everything he sees and is known as a detail freak. With his focus on brain power, he is worthy of the title of the most senior professor in Sky Island in any academic field, even medical treatment.
He quickly got busy and did not notice the young man's silent watch from the other side of distant time and space.
Shen Qianluo just watched him very quietly. Without much expression, his illusory figure almost melted into the thick fog, but the fingertips holding Longlong finally gradually and quietly converged.
Just one step...
They only need to take one step, and they can meet again after a long separation in the long street of time and space that suddenly turns a corner, in the rolling ink fog.
But the boy never said a word. He just held his breath and stared quietly like a statue hidden in the darkness.
He saw a faint light falling on the ends of Shen Qianqiao's hair. The half-squatting boy looked down and his eyes moved slightly, noticing the slight sound of the unconscious person on the ground.
Shen Qianqiao stood up immediately without any reluctance, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked towards the sunlight-filled outside world at the edge of the black fog before the unconscious person woke up completely.
The silver hair and golden eyes of his true appearance quickly faded, and a blue-green color close to the color of the sky appeared in his eyes. The scattered silver hair drew a last soft arc in the black mist, twinkling like stars, and turned into short black hair.
After being separated by a whole space and time, he and the dead silent god Qianluo passed by each other.
Ajo...!
His expression changed in an instant, and the fingertips that the boy suddenly stretched out finally froze in mid-air at the last moment of touching the other party.
His breathing rose and fell slightly, and Shen Qianluo's aura, without saying a word, gradually changed from crazy to deep, and then slowly turned into silence in the deep, biting his lower lip.
The black fog scattered and rolled in the air, and seemed to be silent for several full seconds.
He still chuckled and slowly withdrew his hand casually as if he didn't care.
The young man turned his gaze back to Longlong, who was looking at him worriedly in his arms, and raised the corners of his mouth into a subtle arc skillfully but with great difficulty.
"Longlong, do you know..."
Whispering in an almost imperceptible voice, Shen Qianluo still stood there, never even looking back, never once again taking a look at his only relative in the world who was gradually walking away.
"People always marvel at the young master of the sky, the eldest son of heaven, who is so far-sighted and seems to be always calm and composed..."
Behind him, Shen Qianqiao's thin figure seemed to disappear completely into the depths of the thick black fog as if with the fleeting wind.
"But," the trembling voice gradually became lighter and fainter, and the eldest son of Tianli, who was the focus of everyone's attention, regained his former stubborn calmness and frivolity.
Shen Qianluo smiled faintly, and slowly and tiredly buried his face in Longlong's warm neck, "How could I... not hesitate..."
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Tinari wakes up.
The first thing he saw when he woke up was a young man looking down at him from above.
When he gradually regained consciousness, he found himself still lying in the black fog. He also discovered that the young man was holding a strange creature. Although he had a gentle smile on his face, it always gave people a terrifying and eerie sense of déjà vu.
Tinari was stunned for a moment.
"Did you save me? Sorry to trouble you... May I ask who you are?"
"It's not a matter of saving or not saving. I was just a passerby who happened to pass by." The young man thought for a moment and then started to talk nonsense. "If I in the other world was proficient in medicine, maybe I could give you a little treatment so that you can thank me when you wake up?"
"Well... well, thank you?" Tinari, who was confused, saw that his expression had become a little subtle. He turned his head to look at the surrounding scenery, and the atmosphere became solemn.
"My name is Tinari, and I'm a ranger at Daocheng Forest. I'm responsible for maintaining the rainforest ecology and pedestrian safety. I came here to check on the situation because I heard that people who come into contact with the black fog will experience adverse symptoms."
"The black fog should also bring other adverse reactions. Not long after I stepped in, I started coughing, feeling dizzy, and my consciousness became blurred, which led to me passing out. I see that you have the Eye of God, but you won't be able to hold on for long. If you came here alone, please evacuate with me as soon as possible."
"Forest Ranger?" Shen Qianluo blinked as he turned his head to watch Tinari stand up with his hand on his forehead. "On the way here, I woke up all the fallen adventurers and told them to run away. I guess the black fog has been spreading here for some time. Didn't the Ministry of Education send any scholars here? And, the God of Grass..."
"You have saved everyone? Fortunately, fortunately..." Looking at Shen Qianluo strangely, Tinari pinched his chin and thought for a second. There was clearly nothing wrong with the other party's words, but he always felt something was a little strange. "You said something about Lady Xiaocao Shen, I rarely see anyone mention her..."
But he quickly distinguished the urgency of the situation and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Since the person has been rescued, come with me and leave."
"No, you can't leave yet." But before he turned around and led the boy out of the black fog, he suddenly heard a clear and playful voice behind him, with the boy's calm smile, "I don't allow you to leave at will."
"My self-introduction just now is not complete." Shen Qianluo walked leisurely to the stunned Tinari, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled softly, "I am not only an innocent passerby, but also a hateful bad guy——"
"Please, Mr. Forest Ranger, use all your skills to take me to see the Little Grass God and ask for an explanation."