Chapter 288 Stop
"There are certainly many stories buried under the desert, such as the hungry shepherd boy, the bright red pomegranate, the tyrant's wine, the love of lovers, the blood of innocent victims..."
Although the Red King's Mausoleum was empty and lonely, the stories told by the young man seemed like an inexhaustible Pandora's box, attracting everyone's attention.
"The joy of life, the joy of revenge. No one could have imagined that the juice tasted sweet and mellow like wine. When the spring filled the city, it first drowned the slaves, and then the masters floated in the ocean of darkness and wailed..."
"Crazy hatred turned into a hidden fierce love, and the ancient secrets were buried in the silver crescent-shaped dunes. The rose bloomed like fire, igniting the life of the nightingale. Through the flames and the knife light, I saw the conspiracy hidden under the golden honey..."
'Joe' has a good literary talent and an excellent eloquence. When he talked about the old stories in the desert, he created a mysterious and crazy atmosphere. Not to mention, several people are now in a mausoleum.
The casually tied wolf tail reflected the light of the energy torch, like bright silk, as if there was light flowing in the black ocean, adding a lot of unruly evil to the silver pupils.
Many people were already feeling a little horrified. Although they knew something about the history of the desert, history was written by the victors after all, and there was a big discrepancy between the records in the books and the description of the young man.
Moreover, he was very excited and detailed when talking about murder and arson!
"You know a lot about the history of the desert?"
Elhaisen and Senor, who were the most vigilant among the crowd, had already looked a little cold. After all, they met a handsome young man on the road, but he was very familiar with the desert history that many scholars were not familiar with. There was something wrong no matter how they looked at it.
"History?" Unexpectedly, Joe said in a serious tone, "Of course I don't know. How can I know history? What you just said..."
He lowered his voice, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a kind smile, "I made it up."
Everyone:?
So he added with innocent surprise, "Are you serious?"
Everyone:...
After refusing to continue listening to Shen Qianluo's·Qiao version·Half-True·Half-False·Fraud novel, everyone moved forward much faster. Due to the accumulated experience, various decryptions were unstoppable and they marched straight into the core area.
In fact, I should have talked more with this young man along the way to test whether he was the ultimate target of this trip, Xiao Shen Qianluo - but he was too disdainful.
No one can last more than three minutes under the teasing of Shen Qianluo, who lets go of himself and plays the villain. No one.
Including Nashida, the goddess of wisdom, who is particularly bad at dealing with scumbags.
After the humiliating defeat, the girl managed to calm her helpless expression, and turned her grief and anger into wisdom, directing the team members to dismantle the mechanism with a crackling momentum, as if she was determined to tear down the Red King's Mausoleum.
Shen Qianluo raised the corner of his mouth in a non-serious manner, revealing a satisfied smile.
The longlong in his arms was accustomed to the boy's habits, and even thought the speed was just right. He snuggled in his arms and moved his tail slightly.
Shen Qianluo was still joking around with great interest, so he didn't notice the dragon's tail that had wrapped around his waist. Even if he noticed it, he wouldn't feel it was abrupt, he was just happy that Longlong had become more clingy these days, and casually touched its furry belly.
Longlong turned over again, stretched out his light pink tongue and gently rubbed the boy's smooth arm. His tail subconsciously coiled around deep inside, then silently relaxed its strength.
Maintaining steady breathing, Longlong half-hid his face in the boy's clothes, and the color of his pupils became darker in the shadow.
He was bitten by a wind elf... He used his tail to sweep away the suddenly noisy wind elf.
The skirmisher lying on the shoulder looked down at the scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, and rested his chin on the god's shoulder.
For the time being, they ignored Longlong's abnormality like Shen Qianluo did. They arrived at the place where Lord Xiaoshen had slept (? ) before, and stared at the arranged equipment in deep thought.
"Is he...waiting for us to activate the mechanism?" Tinari analyzed in a subtle tone.
Sino nodded: "We finally found the clue. We will not be satisfied if we don't activate the mechanism."
"You have a very accurate control over your psychology." After making a decision in a short time, Nashida raised her hand with a firm look in her eyes, "Everyone, I'm going to start."
The young man among the crowd laughed softly, and finally glanced at Elhaisen who was watching him in secret, then hugged Longlong tightly, and followed the divine power into the dream lost in the mechanism.
The skirmishers followed closely behind.
"..." Elhaisen withdrew his gaze thoughtfully and closed his eyes slightly.
...
At that time, perhaps the scene was not yet filled with yellow sand.
The white bricks nurture tens of thousands of people, and the warm sunlight penetrates the green leaves on the street and scatters on the ground. The wind brought by the yellow sand may not be delicate enough, but it is always warm and dry.
Standing in front of the towering pyramid, two young goddesses were chatting and laughing.
The warmth that falls on the yellow sand also flows on the girls' hair. As they look into each other's eyes and white teeth, they burst into joyful laughter.
The young men and boys must have just finished their busy investigations among the people, and they were respected by countless people behind them, walking side by side while communicating with each other.
The high-spirited young Red King looked serious, while the young boy had a calm demeanor, as if he was unhurried in whatever he said.
"They look very serious, Buyer, what are they talking about?" The Flower God looked around in a good mood and asked the question that was on everyone's mind.
The young man was naturally Xiaoshen Qianluo, and the young man was obviously the former Red King.
“Maybe they are confirming the process at the end. They have been preparing for so long, and they should take the last crucial step seriously.” The Great Compassionate Tree King said, meeting the gazes of the two gods who were gradually approaching.
The Flower God was the first to wave, "You two, don't worry, with the two of you, the strongest among us, working together, the plan will be foolproof."
Chi Wang crossed his arms and corrected him, his tone naturally mixed with gentleness and seriousness: "You are the one who is at ease, but I am the one who made the move. I am not at ease."
"It's all the same, don't be afraid, Amon."
She did not dare to tease the young man leisurely. Perhaps Shen Qianluo, who was good at serious work, had great leadership qualities and ordinary gods could not stand him. She just smiled and pulled the Great Compassion Tree King to cheer for the two gods together.
"Come on, we will support you from the outside world."
After exchanging a glance with the Red King and watching the eager eyes of the others, Xiao Shen Qianluo smiled slightly and walked into the pyramid first: "Let's go."
The Great Compassionate Tree King simply watched their tall and handsome backs and the corners of their clothes hidden in the sunlight.
"From now on, no one is allowed to approach this place at will. What they are doing is against the existence that cannot be defied. As their supporters, we should also do our best."
And she heard the Flower God sigh softly: "Can we really succeed?"
At the moment when everyone thought that the dream was about to end, the Flower God smiled at the Great Compassion Tree King and said, "Buyer, where do you think life ends?"