[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Chapter 272 Warm Heart and Soul

"...Did you hang out of the window with your arms?"

Cangli walked to the window, stretched out his hand and pulled Kong into the room with ease, Kong's expression drifted for a second, and soon returned to normal. After all, he is just an ordinary human being, so he was called "big brother" It's only too normal for someone writing Little Brother to pull that up with one hand.

"It should be very important to let you realize your potential to this extent?"

Kong who was dragged up immediately collapsed on the sofa with a half-dead look, and the muscles in his arms were jumping and jumping. Cang Li also expressed a little surprise at this. After all, this dead house can still have muscles. It was enough to shock Honmaru.

"I always feel...you are thinking...very bad things..."

After waiting for a long time, Kong finally calmed down his violently beating heart. He sat upright on the sofa, turning a blind eye to the water glass and snacks in front of Cangli.

"Big Brother, I have something I want to ask you."

"Say."

The guests don't eat the host, and Cang Li chews the biscuits to see the sky.

"Sister Kikyo, she...do you know about the Honmaru before she went alone?"

Cang Li nodded: "Turntable told me, after all, he is not the kind of elf who teleports people casually without my permission. I have educated him well before because of the same thing."

"So so... so you also support Sister Kikyo to be a god-breaker for that dangerous Honmaru?!"

Kong jumped three feet high, eyes full of disbelief.

"Sit down." Cang Li's calm eyes made Kong involuntarily sit back to the original position, "First of all, you have to be clear about one thing, if Kikyo didn't go by herself, the turntable would not help her to teleport at all."

"And according to your performance, it seems that she didn't tell you that she was there, did she?"

"Well... Bai and I discovered it by accident. Once we went to find her, but she who was supposed to be at home disappeared. Later, the two of us waited outside until there was a beam of light in the yard. It was only later that I found out that she had gone out."

"Later, when Sister Kikyo was going to read stories to Bai, I ran to ask the turntable." Kong's hands clenched into fists, nails deeply embedded in the flesh, "Why did Sister Kikyo do such a thing?" thing……"

"Because times have changed."

Cangli held the cup and stared at the tea leaves floating in it. In that world, the priestess was responsible for killing monsters and protecting the villagers. When she arrived here, she found that those ordinary people who needed her protection had already driven the monsters into the deep mountains and old forests. , In a city made of concrete and steel bars, it is difficult to see monsters.

If anything, Kikyo might not be a real person.

But these things need not be told to Sora and Shiro.

"If you don't want her to be a god judge, you can talk to her. Although Kikyo herself feels that she has nothing to do in this world, and she is confused, but I believe you two will be able to take care of her. She woke up."

"Eh? Us?" Sora pointed at himself blankly, then shook his head frantically, "No, no, I don't know how to talk to Sister Kikyo about this..."

"She was brought back by the turntable. If she still wants to return to the previous world, the turntable can do it."

"And Kikyo has a very good relationship with Turntable. If it was her request, Turntable would definitely go against me and fulfill her wish."

"So, can you rekindle her enthusiasm for life and leave it to you to be willing to stay in this world. Sora, you and Bai are human beings who can create miracles!"

With a dreamy expression on his face, Sora left the room with a big bag on his forehead after hitting the table and the wall.

"It's so coaxing."

If Sora were a few years older, he wouldn't be able to convince him. However, a 16-year-old boy is the age at which he can rely on fantasy to change reality. If he is allowed to go, he will definitely be able to make the right choice.

"Besides, who said that you will be a god judge for the rest of your life?"

Even if Kikyo is going, it still needs to sign a five-year work contract. In other words, Kikyo probably wants to take advantage of these five years to sort out his heart, so as to determine how he will go in the future.

But Sora and Shiro's actions are not interference. It is a very happy thing to be cared for by people in their hearts and cared for by words and actions. And Kikyo, who is alone, can warm her heart, and it is so sincere. emotion.

You are not alone.

This is a magic spell.

I just don't know if they will say something blank.

Cang Li stretched her waist, and began to plan how to send Xiao Karasuma into the current affairs with a legitimate reason, and it must be under the eyes of the public.

Just find a national treasure.

Happily making a decision, Cang Li kept the prototype of the plan in his head, there was no way, no matter how perfect the plan was, it needed the cooperation of the parties involved, and now that Karasuma saw him, he wanted to draw a sword, so there was no way to reach an agreement.

Yingmaru, you have to work hard.

Cheering up Fu Sangshen from the air, Cangli, who had done one thing, turned into a chinchilla and jumped into Xiao Ye's arms in the next second, allowing him to groom and massage him with a small knife.

This is heaven.

With paws and legs stretched out, Cangli was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

In another world, the three elf players chose to separate at a fork in the road.

"I don't know what to expect, I'm a little worried."

Walking randomly on the path, avoiding the hidden weapons flying from different directions, and jumping lightly across the deep pit covered by a layer of soil, there should be a sharp weapon inside.

There are some old-fashioned methods, but if you really don't find it, you will probably lose your life.

He also carried a small wooden bow symbolically on his back. Naturally, the workmanship is different from the one Shuzhuwan took away from Honmaru. It was bought cheaply in a different world, and the bow and arrow he was equipped with were dead branches picked by himself. What was cut out, in short, is a word, poor and poor.

"Who made me a half-elf~" Humming wildly, he moved the wooden bow out of the way, drew out the dagger, and jumped towards the nearby grass. , he had already jumped in front of another person.

"Perverted."

The person hidden among the leaves looked at the chaotic and agile figure, and kept swiping the screen in his mind with dirty words. The half-elf was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch. This is basically a mutation, or is this guy's father or mother? It's the king of elves, otherwise, where would a half-elf have such heaven-defying aptitude.

"I got you."

Luan raised his head and smiled at a certain place, and then the person disappeared from the retina of the hidden person, and in the blink of an eye, he was kicked off the tree by Luan, and the short blade of the opponent was close to the main artery.

"Stop!" He raised his hand to express his surrender. This posture recognized by the whole world did not disturb the heart. "This is just a welcome ceremony. You must stay calm."

"It's quite special."

With a cute smile hanging around, the blade sent a little further in: "You guys entertain me so warmly, if I respond indifferently, you should be sad."

Someone was attacked by Luan before, no, to be precise, it was a half-elf, and he stood up from the grass covering his wound. The location of their injuries was not a vital point, but Luan did attack at the vital point at the time, only at the end Switched positions within half a second.

"We just wanted to have a joke..."

The voice of the person pointed at was getting softer and weaker, and the expression on his face was also quite guilty: "We are just curious, no one has been able to find this place for a long time, how did you find it from the outside..."

"Because it is God's guidance."

Boring his lips in boredom, he put away his short knives indiscriminately. These people are so weak that they don't even need to pull out their own bodies from the palm of their hands. The cheap ones bought in other worlds are enough.

"Since someone is leading the way, I don't have to worry about getting lost."

Luan's voice was sweet and crisp: "Then please help me lead the way."

Before entering the village, he gave these young people a severe blow, and now these people no longer dare to look at Luan Short and treat him as a soft persimmon.

And you are a half-elf, why is the weapon you are good at but a dagger? Could it be that the other half of your blood comes from some master assassin?

If you say that, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

Qingjiang is like a duck to water with the dark elves.

In fact, the main reason is that most of the habits of the dark elves are no different from that of the white elves. Compared with the half-elves, their emotions are more indifferent and their bodies are stronger. Belonging to the malnourished group.

So I am being stared at by them with scorching eyes, it should be because I am stronger than them, right?

Wiping the sweat off his brow, Qing Jiang headed straight for the most central building, and the surrounding dark elves saw his destination and gave him sympathetic looks.

This newcomer who just came back from the outside world is going to die as soon as he returns home.

It is not that there were no dark elves who came back from the outside world like Qingjiang before. After all, the mainland is so big, it is inevitable that there will be dark elf couples who went out before and gave birth outside, but there are still a few who have accurately touched here. This is the most orthodox inheritance. It is a place where dark elves gather, and it is easy to go out and difficult to come back.

How did this person get in?

This is a problem with most dark elves.

Of course I walked in looking at the map.

Qingjiang's map seemed to be soaked with ink after he entered this area, and it became a new map with black background and white lines after a few seconds. He didn't know whether the maps of the other two elves were the same as his, but this dark For the jungle trails, following the map is always a safe choice.

Then he detoured through countless trails, and finally arrived at the gate of the village safely.

As everyone knows, the wandering dark elves who can return completely uninjured are quite magical existences for this village. They have placed countless traps in the forest, and there are many types with tricky angles and insidious timing. It is to set up the door of your own house more complicated and complicated.

Young man, you have a bright future.

"Excuse me, is this the village chief's house?"

Qing Jiang was pacing in front of the central building, and after a few rounds, he decided to ask the locals. Qing Jiang was a little surprised that he, a strange visitor, was not attacked immediately, but he didn't take it to heart, perhaps secretly Is that how hospitable the elves are?

Who says they can't mutate in 100 years?

The middle-aged man held by Qingjiang looked indifferent, he nodded, and a cold light reflected from the dagger at his waist.

"let go."

"Excuse me."

Sending an apologetic smiling face, Qing Jiang was a little bit annoyed, should he knock on the door and go in, or should he write an application form first.

There is no guide or tool here, and the outsiders feel bitter.

"Then go straight in."

In order to prevent accidents, he deliberately pulled out the customized version of the otherworldly wakizashi hanging from his waist, then knocked on the door twice, said sorry without hearing a response, then pushed open the door and walked in.

"It's really looking for death."

The middle-aged man leaned against the wall and watched Qing Jiang disappear through the door, the dagger flying between his fingers.