Chapter 216: The Night of Poetry (Part I)-427

427 STOP 2STOP-2: New Purgatory City: Ruby Ice

-Hideka's subconscious-

04:22 AM

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Xiuxiang imagined his expression and couldn't help but smile, "But, for me, it's the best." Moreover, even compared to other flying machines, it is not much inferior. Hee-hee, you're happy, aren't you? But there's one thing that's really good, you know what it is?"

"How do I know? Fei Yu muttered angrily, "I really want to get away with it!" Hmph! I can't hear any words that are praising me, who knows what is going on in your head. Moreover, it is really unpleasant that such an ingenious flying machine is only one thing that you say is particularly good. The non-verbal tut-tut was endless, and he sighed.

"Hahaha, I'm realistic. One thing is good enough, isn't it? Why do you want to be proficient in everything?" Hideka shook her hair.

"Well, a little bit of sense, then tell me, what is that?" Fei Yu said.

"That is, despite this, this flying machine has dodged attacks again and again, not only without any harm, but also makes its owner, Hideka herself, feel comfortable and comfortable. That's it, especially good. Now, though, I'm a little tired. Xiuxiang suddenly felt extremely sleepy, and she held on.

Gradually, Xiuxiang put her worries behind her fiercely and began to like this car, but she wouldn't tell Feiyu, because she wanted to tease him and have fun.

"Is that all there is to it?" Fei Yu asked.

"Huh?" Hideka was absent-minded.

"Xiuxiang herself, let's talk about it. Fei Yu urged again.

"Uh-hhh Xiuxiang said in a long voice.

"Ho-"

"Ouch, if there's anything else, what is it?" said Hideka in a deliberately questioning tone.

"Hahaha, can you say this, or have you forgotten what to say. Fei Yugan laughed, "It's so difficult, then don't talk about it." ”

"Haha, I'm kidding you. Xiuxiang said.

"Is there really anything you like in particular?" Feiyu's voice took on an expectant tone again.

"Of course there is, for example, this feather is so flexible!" Hideka exclaimed, she didn't expect it at all.

"It's really top-notch, and I'll correct it again, it's top-notch, not good, hee-hee. Xiuxiang said happily.

"That's pretty much it. Fei Yu said, "You have passed." ”

The pen barrel does fly very steadily, which is not indistinguishable from the excellent car, and indeed reflects the "first-class" that Xiuxiang said.

Everything was superb.

"Yes, then you can cast your magic, elf-sama, okay. Turn this sea of blood into ice, and not of hollow ice, but solid, solid ice. ”

"Are you sure this works? It's kind of, ah, naΓ―ve. Fei Yu said, "What if this huge you are good at ice dancing, and what should you do? Have you ever thought about playing, playing, and playing chess?"

"I didn't think that I would have time, do you think I'm the kind of person who strategizes? Don't think about it so much, I can only look at it now, anyway, my movements on the ice are certainly not as easy as those on the flat ground. Xiuxiang said.

"Who knows? After Fei Yu finished speaking, everything returned to peace.

After Hideka counted 26 or 27 seconds in her mind, there was a huge sound of ice ballast on the ground, a teleportation sound like a conveyor belt, and it seemed that all the ice and water from here to the surroundings gradually turned into solid ice cubes, and Hideka remembered those ice lamps and snow scenes in winter, well, it was the kind of real ice cubes.

"As long as the ice cubes are not as hollow as they are in the wine, you can see that the giant horror is estimated to be unbreakable. How much weight does she have?" Hideka was a little confused when she thought of this.

"By the way, how much does this guy weigh?" Xiuxiang couldn't help but think, "looking at the way she moves, it's not hard at all, and she's also very flexible and light." It stands to reason that this is not logical, and ....... in the end"

Xiuxiang didn't have time to think carefully, the underground had changed a lot, and her attention was attracted, to be exact, by the "beauty" of the ice.

The ruby-like ground once condensed, and the broken jade drift ice was no more.

Moisturized, like a beauty's eye waves.

Smooth and creamy, just like the skin of a jade person.

Zhutai moire, the mirror reflects the gentle curve of the waves.

Orange-red streamer, the texture is engraved with the feelings of this time.

The years are also carved on the ice.

Time is also carved on the ice.

Spring rain, spring snow.

Summer wind, winter frost.

The summer breeze is soft and frivolous, and the spring snow and frost cut the warmth.

"That ice, it's beautiful. Xiuxiang sighed in her heart.

The reflection of light on the ice surface seems to be a beautiful jam, and it makes people feel that there is a huge cake underneath the ice, and the giant Xiuxiang stretches her limbs flexibly on the ice like a ballerina in a music box, and her hand movements are particularly rich, which is very intriguing.

I don't know, I thought it was some kind of abstract dance, but Xiuxiang felt that it must be very fun with some kind of divine comedy.

Now, from the changing curve, she has realized what kind of inseparable relationship this person has with herself.