Chapter 87 Festival

Name:Mirror: Twin Cities Author:Cang Yue
Arnold's voice, who refused to stop for a moment, was another low and deep echo that sounded deep in his heart.

"it is true."

The voice said, repeatedly, until his mind began to be loose and confused-in an instant, his arms crossed back to his shoulders, and his fingers twitched his back clothes tightly.

The scorching heat of fire...come again. Every night after the blood in his body is so cold as to freeze, it starts to boil, as if the fire of **** is scorching his heart and lungs behind him, and there is an inexplicable force twisting in his body.

"It's true." The voice continued, the sound resounding in the depths of his soul, with indescribable pressure, "Trust him!-Believe in the Kongsang people!"

Su Mo shook his head a little irritably, staggering back to the window in order to avoid the strange threads of the people beside him. However, as soon as the fingers caught the window lattice, the wood shattered silently in an instant--the moment he raised his hand again, the puppet in his arms suddenly shot, and before his fingers hit the window lattice, he pulled him The lead on the ring.

In Arnold's eyes, there was an indescribable look: anger, viciousness, and a trace of helplessness and despair.

However, the puppet's hand still stretched out there, the clicking joints stiffened, and took the puppet master's hand. Then he raised his eyes, and looked at Somo with a pair of eyes that looked like glass beads. Such strange eyes made people shudder.A strange change of expression suddenly flashed in Su Mo's empty eyes, and he let out a sigh of relief as if he gave in, and pressed his hand against the window lattice. If those are true... then, Bai Ying is the reincarnation of Queen Bai Wei, only then...

how could this be……?

At that moment, the puppet master who was so arrogant that he could "draw his sword against the sky" put his hand against his forehead, and suddenly smiled silently in his palm-actually everything was due to fate... In the end, everything was due to In fate! What a ridiculous thing! I have to find a reason for all the loves and hates in this life, and correspond to the emptiness and misty past!

There is no unprovoked hatred and unprovoked love in this world?

But people in this life are not puppets in the hands of those who died in the previous life... he shouldn't be manipulated by those dead.

Let the fate go to hell! No matter who he loves or who he hates, it is the will of the living "his" at this moment in this life, and it has nothing to do with any previous dead bones-Emperor Xingzun, Queen Baiwei, Sea Emperor, Dragon God... in those legends Nothing can influence his heart.

"I believe what you are saying is true." Without looking back, the young master of the shark looked at the night before dawn, without any emotional ups and downs. No objection, it can be discussed."

Such a matter of great importance, when he said it, was indifferent as a polite greeting.

The faces of everyone in the room changed, each with a complicated look.

As Kongsang, the crown prince and the crown prince exchanged their eyes quickly, because the eyes of the puppet master's loose mouth and the light of joy, the red king and the blue king also let out a long sigh of relief; the corners of Mrs. Ruyi’s mouth emerged. After smiling, he secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a silk; even the two Zhongzhou people who were outsiders, Murongxiu and Na Sheng, were overjoyed."Okay, okay! Somo, you finally said something decent... You are all harmed by the Cangliu Empire. It's time to fight together." Na Sheng didn't want to continue staring at Yan Xi, clapping his hands and yelling. , Obviously that scene in the day has not been forgotten by her, "Uncle Xijing and you fought with Feng Falcon once in the morning, and if you take care of each other in the future, you may not be able to fight it."

"It's because of the words Mr. Xijing said to me." Somo turned his head, staring empty eyes on the face of the famous general Kongsang, and then slowly condensed, the puppet master suddenly leaned slightly, "you said. To replace Ting to realize the dream of the sea country... Thank you very much for your words. Let me see the demeanor of the famous general Sora again in a hundred years."

Xijing was stunned, obviously at a loss for Su Mo's politeness, just grabbing his hair and smiling bitterly: "Ah...what, let's talk about things so many years ago..."

A hundred years ago, in order to prevent the Kongsang nobles from carrying out the retaliatory slaughter of the sharks, the famous general at the time risked ruin and released the thousands of sharks imprisoned in the water prison from the city of Kalan-and then offended the Kongs. The Xijing of Sang Law was robbed of everything, exiled from the imperial capital, and became a ranger with nothing.

"The mackerel is not a forgetful nation." When he said this, there was a bitter hatred in Sumo's eyes, but the puppet master's tone was calm, "We also remember every People who have helped us in the midst of annihilation. Because of this, we can now try to believe--"

"If there is a sir and..." Straighten up, Su Mo's empty eyes passed over the face of the Mingling woman, "Prince princess, if they jointly pledged. Thousands of years later, we can try to believe it."

"I promise, of course I promise." Bai Ying murmured, with joy and determination, "We Kongsang people will definitely keep the contract-at least, I will try to make sure that our side keeps the contract!"

Su Mo didn't look at her any more, and his blank gaze fell on Xijing, as if asking, a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth. At that moment, the swordsman suddenly had a kind of horror and surprise forced by darkness, and he didn't understand why there was a chill in his heart.

"Brother?" At such a juncture, Xijing didn't answer for a long time, Bai Ying couldn't help but whispered, startled him.

Xijing suddenly recovered, feeling a little chilly and uncomfortable in his heart. However, under the eyes of everyone, they just nodded silently, knowing that this promise is like a mountain.For such a major event as the alliance, the other party only asked his wife and subordinates, and never asked the crown prince who can really decide Kongsang's state affairs. However, under such obvious disrespect, Zhen Lan's face did not change in the slightest. At this moment, after hearing that both of them had made a promise, he took advantage of this gap to speak: "Kongsang will live up to the contract, and only hope to be able to The sharks teamed up to take back their own things."

"Okay, time is running out, let's talk about how to "join together"." Somo did not look outside, but he sensed the coming of day and night, and knew that the group was about to return to the colorless city. He dragged his feet and said coldly, "Kang Sang must be returned to the Dragon God, since such high conditions have been offered, what do you need us to do as a price?"

Zhen Lan's eyes flicked through Sumo's godless eyes again, with a slight surprise - when it came to business, this puppet master did not have the indifference of the usual arrogance, but with a keen and quick response. This Shark Young Master is really not to be underestimated... Is it really the incarnation of the Sea Emperor? The unique and strongest emperor that day.

According to legend, when the heaven and earth first opened, there was no shortage of clouds in the world, and there was no Zhongzhou, all covered by the sea... as far as the eyes could be, it was the territory of the Sea Emperor. It is a pity that the vicissitudes of life after thousands of years.

"I want my left hand." Suddenly, Prince Kongsang spoke, "At the mouth of the southern Jinghu Lake, under the ghosts and gods abyss that is said to be 64,000 feet deep and can accommodate the height of a Jialan white pagoda."

"Sure enough." Su Mo suddenly laughed when he heard that, he had obviously thought about the exchange terms. "It's very difficult."

"No one in the world except you can take out that sealed box from such a deep seabed." Prince Kongsang's broken right hand drew a symbol in the void, his expression dignified, "I need my left hand, you We need the blessing of the Dragon God, and we can exchange powers-if one day the Cangliu Empire is destroyed and the undead of the colorless city reappears, it will be the day when the Sharks return to the blue sea."

"Okay." Without thinking about it, the Shaman Young Master nodded and agreed, "If you break this oath, how about?"

"If you break this oath, it won't be good...that, die..." Zhen Lan suddenly hesitated--he wanted to say "no good death" and "death without a corpse", but suddenly remembered that it was already this. In this state, you can't help stuttering. Suddenly he understood what Prince Kongsang wanted to say, although the atmosphere was solemn at the time of the big event, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Su Mo smiled too, but the corners of his mouth that curled up slightly were indescribably cold and weird. Seeing Zhen Lan stuttering, he took it indifferently, and finished it for him: "If you break this oath, the yesterday of Emperor Xingzun is your tomorrow."The puppet master raised his head, the light in his eyes was secret and cold. Such cold and malicious words made all those who were laughing suddenly silent and pale. Suddenly, Xijing understood the reason for his absence, and couldn't help squeezing his hands.

"Okay." However, Prince Kongsang raised his head, looked into the eyes of the puppet master, and replied without hesitation, "If you violate today's agreement, the yesterday of Emperor Xingzun will be the tomorrow of Zhenlan!"

"High-five for oath!" Somo finally smiled and stretched out his hand, the odd-shaped ring on his finger shining brightly.

"High-five for oath." The severed hand suddenly jumped up from the case, and hit the puppet master's pale and slender hand with a heavy blow.

"Papa." There was a soft sound, but it seemed as if thunder echoed in everyone's hearts.

At the moment of the fight, Suma and Zhenlan's hands clenched each other, as if they were holding tangible and qualitative promises in their palms, pressing them into their respective bones so hard that they would not be forgotten.

"Okay, okay!" At the moment when his hands were clasped, Na Sheng couldn't help but yelled, rejoicing, "It's amazing!"

As she clapped and cheered, the girl fingers