Chapter 346 Friends
Ruota closed the door again and blocked the door silently. The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.
The scattered soldiers and the Red King who were following closely behind him vaguely realized something. Nashida, whose sight was unobstructed due to the low altitude, also fell silent for a moment.
As for Nibelungen Soul floating further behind, Apep following behind him, and the four humans, they were stunned for a moment, looking at each other in confusion.
"What's wrong? Has Qianluo's condition worsened?"
"No, he is now..." Ruo Tuo was considering his words, and suddenly grabbed the hand that pushed the door open. The next second, he suddenly turned back to meet the eyes of the Red King, and his eyes also sank a little, "...Don't disturb them."
"I'm concerned about Qianluo." The Red King looked at Long Tong without fear. Facing Ruo Tuo's resolute attitude of guarding and not letting him go, he was firm and uncompromising and stubborn, "Don't stop me, the new generation of rock dragon, let me in."
"When the time is right, I will naturally let you go." Ruo Tuo considerately raised his voice to remind Li Luo in the house and retorted, gaining support from his friendly forces.
"Are you bullying my people?" The confused Nibelungen flapped his wings and floated over, followed closely by the grass dragon king Apep, who was protecting his calf with his neck stretched out. "Red King, we have more people now, please don't cross the line."
"I am the demon who has worked with you for many years. This is not considered crossing the line."
"Oh, you ignorant desert kid. When I was holding him and coaxing him, you were not even born yet."
"…Tsk, stop making noise." The situation outside the door was extremely chaotic for a moment. The soldier tutted coldly and crossed his arms over his chest, making a disdainful sound. Tinari and Kavi in the back were even trying to stop the fight with a subtle look on their faces.
“He’s out.”
So the moment Nashida finished speaking, all the eyes, some chattering and some absent-minded, turned to her: "Qian Luo/Xiao Shen/Senior/Shen Qian Luo."
What is it like to be blocked at the door by a large group of creatures that are neither human nor human?
Suddenly he stopped in his tracks, Shen Qianluo looked warm and in a good mood, with his clothes fluttering. He raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "I feel relieved that you all look so energetic."
His eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, and paused on Ruo Tuo who had come from a long distance. His eyes lit up slightly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and Ali actually called you to help. Since this opportunity is rare, why not fulfill your promise..."
"Qian Luo." The young man, who was about to say something but was interrupted by the Red King who suddenly appeared in front of him, had his white hair slightly blown away, and then his head turned black again. The Nibelungen fell on his head with a snap, and the dragon claws grabbed his silly hair.
"Has the former young master become so weak? It would be better for him to submit to our dragon clan..."
"What are you doing? It hurts, get off me."
Following closely, the innocent-looking boy tilted his head and was robbed of his sight by Apep, who held his hand and asked about his well-being. Then, Nashida grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Senior has just woken up and still needs to rest. Please don't make too much noise."
In the dialogue with Shen Qianluo, people crowded around and gods crowded around.
"Sure enough, the Xiao God is not an enemy. After all, the Xiao means laughter, and a god who can laugh is a good friend."
“…the desert suddenly turned cold.”
"So the gods can be so lively... Hey, El Haisen, why are you leaving now? It's not good to be the first to leave."
"Based on my understanding of Xiao Shen and the analysis of micro-movement psychology, he won't have this expression when he's busy or in a bad mood. When he's fine, he's likely to act up. If you're wise enough, I advise you to run away with me."
"After all this contact, you must have gotten to know him a little better. Such a lovely young god is actually so wary of him..."
"As the saying goes, 'Mountains and rivers are not important, what is important is to meet a bosom friend.' Everyone is so enthusiastic that I am really flattered and humbled~" And the next second, he spoke softly with a smile, Shen Qianluo's silly hair shook and the corners of his mouth raised.
"However, such noise is not conducive to conversation. It is dusk now and the sand is cold. Why don't you come with me into the room and talk till the night is over?"
After saying this, he made a gesture to invite someone to come in, even smiled back and blinked, "It's still early in the night, the more people there are, the more fun it will be~"
"Night, night, night...night...is fun?" After scaring away a Kavi who was pinching Elhaisen and running away, Ruota's expression froze. Nashida hurriedly claimed that she was a minor and ran away, not forgetting to take away the last two confused human subjects.
The Nibelungen, who was about to flap his wings impatiently, was locked into a rock prison the next second, and was stuffed into Rhoda's hands and sent away just before he became furious.
Therefore, when Shen Qianluo was in good spirits and pulled the scattered soldiers towards the inner room, he still didn't see the part that he was happy to see.
"Ali is so cruel that he doesn't even allow me to reminisce with my old friends. Such arbitrary and authoritarian behavior is really overbearing." Shen Qianluo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and sighed solemnly, pitying himself, and even completely ignoring Longlong who was blocking his way and staring at him with helpless sighs.
"Qianluo has always liked to make trouble, please don't be offended."
Sure enough, after Shen Qianluo, who had sealed his father, untied his emotional knot and was in a very good mood, failed in his plan to bite him, he chose fair revenge.
"I'm not kidding. The war is over, and I have a lot to say..."
"So, this ridiculous god made me run to the desert to find the truth just to promote your plan?"
The retort that followed was ruthlessly interrupted by the scattered soldiers. The puppet boy frowned and tried to break free from the grasp of the god. In the end, before he put his hands behind his back, Shen Qianluo firmly grabbed his wrist: "You can't run away."
“…Let go!” His slightly trembling arms showed the strength of resistance he was showing. The soldier gritted his teeth and tried hard, but was still no match for the god’s calm and profound eyes. His messy palm was pulled in front of him little by little.
...Obviously, he should have gotten used to the pain of having his ten fingers destroyed.
"Xiao Shen, your approach, your so-called kindness and compassion, from beginning to end, have only been using me."
But when their eyes met, and they looked at each other with a hair's breadth between them, the unspeakable pain and sadness still spread like stretched ink, swirling and lingering on the pale paper.
"So, you came to the desert willingly for me, and even had your hands corroded to help me capture my father, but you quietly licked your wounds after the war—"
However, he saw that the golden pupils were calm, as if they were gathering thousands of soft rays of light, and showing a friendly and forgiving smile, "How can such a believer not be rewarded by the gods?"