Chapter 7: The Laurel Badge
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The delicate and luxurious silk of the snow spider shimmered silver in the sun.
in the crowd.
Qianling stood in the open space with three white halos, the black crowd behind her surrounded in a circle, and the three cabinets in front of her were like high walls across her.
She turned her face to look at Satsuki behind her.
He was also looking at her and nodded slightly.
Qianling slowly turned her head back and swallowed.
I had to bite the bullet.
She held up a halo, stared at the third cabinet, and took a deep breath.
With a "huh", she threw the halo in her hand in the posture of the man before-
The aura disappeared the moment it was thrown.
Two seconds later,
The white aura fell from the sky, rolled on the ground for a few turns, and then disappeared into a ray of white light.
There was a dead silence.
The crowd erupted in laughter.
"I've never seen something so inaccurate, I've never seen something so inaccurate!hahahaha-"
"This is the worst throw I've ever seen!hahaha!"
Qianling drooped her head and wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
Shame on the dead.
She has always been unpredictable in throwing things, and when she followed Linchuan to mess around, he asked her to throw an apple over, but she smashed him directly in the face, causing a nosebleed......
"Let's do it again. His soft voice came from behind him.
Qianling took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and silently said in her heart, "Long live the Holy Angel, let me hit it."
I saw her open her eyes suddenly, and her eyes flashed.
With a bang, the aura slammed into the top of the first cabinet, bounced back to the ground and disappeared into a ray of white light.
"Hahahaha-!"
The crowd erupted in laughter again.
Qianling's face was wrinkled in bitterness, and it seemed that the Holy Angel did not hear her prayers......
"Satsuki ......" She turned her face pitifully like a defeated rooster.
Loud crowd, he stood quietly.
Clear silver eyes stared at her, and his eyes seemed to reflect the white clouds and blue sky.
Looking into his eyes,
Qianling was like a shriveled balloon infused with some new air.
At least one more person believed in her.
Qianling picked up the last halo and raised her head to look straight at the third cabinet.
A dead horse is a live horse doctor, anyway, it's the last one, fight it! After throwing this, she took Xiaoyue Flash.
The crowd was noisy, and people looked at her with interest in their hands, with a playful smile on their lips.
Qianling clenched the aura in her hand, and threw it diagonally upwards with all her milking strength.
This time the aura tilted slightly, but soon without any deviation, it went straight to the third cabinet and broke through the air - as if it was being pulled by a pair of invisible hands.
Seeing the aura quickly pass over the first and second cabinets, and into the range of the third, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.
The light of the aura flickered slightly, but it gradually dimmed a little—it was obvious that the swarming rodent fireflies had opened their mouths full of sharp teeth and began to gnaw frantically!
"Bang-" The aura slammed into the third cabinet, and the force was so great that it forced a crack in the cabinet, and the moment after the impact, the aura turned into white light and dissipated without a trace.
The audience was silent,
It's so quiet that it seems to freeze time.
Qianling still maintained the posture in which she threw the halo, her mouth slightly open, and her eyes widened.
One second,
Two seconds,
Three-second ......
The crowd burst into loud applause!
In the crowd, the young man looked at her silently, thoughtful.
Applause.
Qianling stood in place, as if she hadn't come back to her senses.
Until someone gently took her hand.
She turned her head, her little face flushed with excitement:
"Satsuki, I'm ......"
"You won. He looked at her, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
Qianling grabbed her hair and smiled silly.
"So you're a master!" the uncle just now leaned over and glared at the boss, "It's so deeply hidden, you! ”
"I'm not a master......"
"Hmph, but I've long seen that you're qualified, I just didn't say it. ”
"Haha......" Qianling smiled bitterly.
"Why hasn't your aura been gnawed away by the rodent fireflies?" the man who had failed one after another just now seemed puzzled.
"yes, yes, how, tell us about it. The crowd swelled, and people crowded around her.
Seeing that Xiaoyue was about to drown in the crowd, Qianling shouted anxiously: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"
Qianling hurriedly squeezed over to protect Satsuki in her arms to make sure he wouldn't be squeezed down and trampled on.
"I just threw it with all my strength after alignment," Qianling scratched her head, "Maybe it's faster and the rodent firefly didn't have time to nibble it all, right......?"
To be honest, she herself was taken aback.
That's shit luck, right?
"Boss! Prize, take a look at the prize!"
"Yes, yes, we're going to see the prizes!"
The crowd was noisy again, and people seemed even more eager than she was.
"Girl, you are so good, no one has been able to hit the third cabinet in so long!" the old man looked at her with great surprise, "Come, this is your prize." ”
Qianling stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.
It doesn't seem to be ordinary shit luck, it is estimated that the luck of her life has exploded today.
Reaching out to take the delicate box containing the prize, she gently opened it at the urging of the people—
A delicate emblem lies quietly in a golden flannel.
The pale golden laurel foliage is delicate and luxurious, and the foliage spreads around the green gem in the middle of the coat of arms.
When the sun shines, the gemstone glows with a strange golden-green glow.
The people in the back were still sticking their heads out to see the contents of the box, but the people in front of them fell silent after looking at the box.
In Ellen Is,
Everyone knows what the laurel totem represents.
"Won't you...... How could it be ......"
"I think it's a fake......"
Someone is whispering.
"No, this is true, this is the Laurel Badge of the Snow Clearing Mirror!"
"That's right, at the handover ceremony of Qingxue Mirror's official entry into the temple, the badge he took off is this, exactly the same!"
Someone is very sure.
"It could also be a copy. ”
"Is it possible to copy the badge of the Holy Angel?"
At Ellens, the badge is a symbol of prestige.
Only a small number of angels who are strong enough in their own right can obtain their own unique badges, and these people make up less than one percent of the entire population, and they are revered as "Silver Moon Angels" and revered by all angels.
Since the badge is formed by the bearer's own strength, it is almost impossible to imitate it.
All badges are only one.
In an era when girls were crazy about snow mirrors, someone once offered a sky-high reward for a feather on his wings, and the value of this unique laurel badge is self-evident.
After a while, the crowd boiled.
"Sell it to me!
"Sell me, sell me!"
"I'll say it first! Sell it to me!"
Qianling stood in the center of the crowd,
Compared to those who were eager to rob them, she stood there as quiet as if she were frozen.
Half a day.
"I don't sell. The voice was low, but firm and almost persistent.
Qianling gently closed the box and hugged it tightly to her chest.
"Satsuki, let's go. She took him by the hand and walked out of the crowd with the box in her arms.
"Don't go, don't go, you can say as much as you want!"
"It's useless for you to hold it, you can't eat or wear it......"
The noise of the crowd faded away,
Qianling took a deep breath.
She looked up at the sky,
The clear sky is clear and transparent, with wisps of clouds floating.
Between the swirling clouds, a floating island loomed.
She smiled softly,
My heart is like a small flower,
Swinging with the sound of a heartbeat.