Chapter 642

Is Miyamoto really the second in command of the Rockets?

Not to mention mark, even Moyan began to have doubts after ending his short contact with Miyamoto.

There is no problem with strong strength. It's not surprising that ghosts appear and disappear. The nine elves are also very nine. They are arrogant, narcissistic, elegant and greedy.

But Miyamoto's character is completely different from what people think villains should be.

With King level strength, but without the arrogance of King trainer, his character is free and easy, but he doesn't just do things according to his own preferences.

Even after Jiuwei ate George's beef strips, her first reaction was to buy them.

"Are they two people with the same name and surname?" Zhulan put forward a conjecture, but everyone knew that it was more difficult to achieve.

Nine times out of ten, all heavenly king level trainers are dignified people with the same name and surname. Are they still unknown?

And the front foot messenger bird threw himself into the net, and the back foot met a female trainer who claimed to be Miyamoto, which has nothing to do with

There can be no connection!

"She is Miyamoto!" Silent speech finally said with great certainty.

He didn't think about the identity flaw of the other party in his short contact with Miyamoto.

It's a kind of intuition, a kind of intuition from identifying the same kind in the dark of previous lives.

Therefore, with the unanimous consent of the people, they began to speed up their pace and go to Ruizhi Lake as soon as possible, but also to open the distance from Miyamoto.

If it were not for the remoteness of Ruizhi lake and the only way to get there was this one, they would definitely choose a detour.

……

On the other hand, Miyamoto, who had just returned from Ruizhi lake and still had no trace of dreams, was taking a break in an ordinary hotel in a small town.

"Wuwu ~ Wuwu ~"

Miyamoto moved his eyes from the tablet to Jiuwei and found that it was holding a finger thick frozen dried beef strip and eating it. It looked very enjoyable.

"Tut Tut, is it so delicious? Usually this meat is not enough for you to stuff your teeth, "Miyamoto said disgustingly.

Jiuwei glanced at Miyamoto's joking eyes. He was not angry. He just moved his body slightly, pointed his ass at Miyamoto, and then continued to nibble up the freeze-dried meat strips.

Miyamoto curled his mouth and refocused his attention on the tablet, but he couldn't help thinking of the four trainers he had just met.

"I still feel familiar with the name silently..."

Miyamoto murmured to himself, then subconsciously opened the search interface and searched the name of Miyamoto on the Rockets intranet.

Soon, a series of information about Mo Yan popped up. Since he fled the ghost ship organization, he recorded them in great detail one by one.

With Miyamoto's authority, she even saw an extremely amazing news.

Three years ago, Athena, one of the four cadres of the rocket team, went alone to catch many important tacit words of the rocket team.

Finally, Athena withdrew to the Rockets headquarters!

Although there are reasons for attribute restraint, three years ago, tacit words could defeat Athena, who is a leader among the quasi heavenly kings. This potential seems a little abnormal to Miyamoto, a heavenly king trainer.

After more than ten minutes, Miyamoto slowly put down his tablet and began to talk in a small voice.

"The ghost ship defected... The potential inspired the original liquid... Special abilities... Super evolution... The leader of the Taoist school... Yuanzhi disciple, there are too many things for this boy.

Why don't you get him back? "

Didi... Didi

The ringing of the call interrupted Miyamoto's thoughts. She glanced at the tablet and found that the three words "dear" were prominently written on the call message.

Miyamoto became excited in an instant. With unimaginable speed, she completed the exquisite makeup in five seconds, and then carefully connected the video phone.

"Sister ~"

Miyamoto was completely free and easy. He not only looked at the other end of the video with wet eyes, but also the whole voice became artificial.

"... be serious" a slightly cold and helpless female voice came from the other end of the video.

"No, my sister is so cruel that she let me wander around the world alone. Don't you allow me to be coquettish?"

Jiuwei suddenly shivered and thought that his family was ill again.

Unbearable Jiuwei quietly left Miyamoto with freeze-dried meat strips in his mouth.

Here, Miyamoto and her "dear" are still concentrating on the video, and there is no figure of Jiuwei in their eyes.

"... did you find anything this time?" The other end of the video directly ignores Miyamoto's coquetry and looks like a business.

"Hum, I don't know!" Miyamoto turned his head and refused to answer.

"Dear," he said slowly after a long silence, "it's hard this time. Come back as soon as you're busy. I'll wait for you at home."

"Wait for me at home! Then I'll be back tomorrow ~ "Miyamoto turned his head in an instant and didn't know what he thought. His face was slightly red and his eyes were blurred.

"Now you can say."

Miyamoto tooted his mouth and Wei Quba replied, "it's still the same as before. I didn't find anything, but Ruizhi lake is really cold. You see, my face is red with cold!"

"... then come back quickly. I've collected several new pieces of information recently, which you need to verify."

"It's not important, it's not important, let's go home first..."

After that, Miyamoto chatted with her "dear" about something she couldn't write, and then reluctantly hung up the phone.

"My sister is still so charming..." Miyamoto touched his red face, didn't know what was in his mind, and laughed again.

Nine tails shrank in the corner and trembled. They just felt that there was no place for such a big room.

Ten minutes later, Miyamoto returned his room, walked out of the hotel, and sent a big beaked bird to return to Kanto as soon as possible.

As for catching Mo Yan back

Who is Mo Yan? Can you give it to your sister when you take it back?

Silent words on the way did not know that a major crisis had gently brushed over his head, and then left quietly without taking away a cloud.

A week later, they finally came to the wisdom lake.

All around are snow capped mountains, but you can't feel half a wisp of cold wind. The lake is as calm as a mirror, as if it can shine through the filth of the people's heart.

The hurried journey had made everyone tired, but when they visited the quiet wisdom lake, most of their mental fatigue dissipated in an instant.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a calm face, monotonous and simple clothes came not far from the lake.

He went straight to the crowd and made a special etiquette. Then he said, "you are trainers from afar. If it's convenient, it's better to have an elf battle?"