Chapter 34 The Wind is Clear

"You... Will you speak? Jingming shuddered, but his inner meaning was much smaller, after all, a creature with intelligence is always safer than a crazy beast. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Well...," it seemed to ponder, "Yes, I already knew it hundreds of years ago." ”

"Your name?"

"My name is Fengqing, but, according to your human habits, it is polite to report your home first."

"Oh, my name is Jingming, and her name is Famous Painting Qiren." Jingming blushed and hurriedly said.

"What is your purpose?" It, Feng Qing to be exact, suddenly asked.

"We? We just want to go out now, and by chance, we came to you, may I ask, can you let us go? Jingming remembered the current crisis situation and immediately changed his words.

"You didn't come here for any purpose? Just want to get out of here? It was stunned, and the chain on its body shook a few times, making a crisp crashing sound.

"Yes, that's all, we just want to get out of this hellish place." Jingming paused and changed his words, "I want to leave this place." ”

"Well.... Can you take me, though? I don't want to stay in this place anymore. Although he said, he did not have the slightest sense of anger when he was imprisoned, perhaps because time had passed away, and his monstrous anger had been poured out.

"You don't look like you want to get out of here." Jingming was a little puzzled.

"Why, would anyone want to stay in a place like this?" It asked rhetorically.

"You're so elusive, I don't feel the slightest sense that you want to get out of here, but rather you're so calm now, like an iceberg."

"Oh no, no, I.... I'm not without emotions, I can... I can be angry! Although the lines are crazy, but after his seemingly permanent humanoid face, and the calm and natural physical performance, there is no sense of anger at all, it begins to realize its own problems, for so many years, it has become accustomed to being alone, so the problems that are usually only manifested by approaching other groups of creatures, in this abyss, naturally do not exist.

"I.... I can't express my emotions anymore. The face on the monster's face moved slightly, but it remained the same.

"Can you tell me your story?" Jingming said with interest that this was not a choice he made on a whim, but a deliberate plan, this monster that called himself the Light Spirit of the Wind, named Feng Qing, seemed to have an inextricable relationship with Stormwind City, which was not difficult to guess, after all, a Wind Spirit was imprisoned in Storm City, and it was absurd enough just from the words.

"Jingming......" Qi Ren was a little puzzled, Jingming, who wanted to leave so much before, why did he suddenly not get up now, you know, if you stay here for a second longer, the danger will increase several times.

"Oh? Are you sure...... It's true...... I'd love someone to hear my story....... To be honest, I'm going to go crazy here, and what's even worse is that I have to stay here with a sense of complacency, not because the outside world, I can't show my pain myself. It looked very happy, although its face was still the same, but Jingming could feel the excitement in its heart.

"So, before I do that, I have a question for you." Jingming pushed the glasses that didn't actually exist, as for which detective did this action learn from, Jingming himself didn't know, Detective Conan? Or Sherlock, Sherlock doesn't seem to have glasses, after all, Jingming has no interest in three-dimensional things, and sometimes even confuses anime Charlotte with Sherlock, in short, he is now trying to pretend to have connotation, a little deeper, just like a philosopher master, of course, the philosophy here is not a brother......

"What's the problem?"

"You said you couldn't show any emotion, so what about that heart-rending roar before?" Jingming asked a question that even the famous painter Qiren wanted to know.

"Oh? Is that what you're talking about? After saying that, Feng Qing immediately changed his appearance, from a docile animal to a crazy giant beast!

"Roaring !!!" It was exactly the same as before, and it was this terrifying roar that made Jingming's heart go into arrest.

"Stop!" Jingming was a little uncomfortable and hurriedly said.

"Ahem, that's it, this thing, it took me more than a hundred years to learn, and this can be regarded as my way of venting in my spare time." It explained.

"I'll give you full marks for this reason!" Jingming cupped his forehead.

"Then, since all your questions have been answered, it is time for me to tell about my life."

"I came here more than 500 years ago......" it began to recall its life.

More than five hundred years ago, Storm City was not much different from now, as early as many years ago, Stormwind City's status in the kingdom had been deeply rooted, at that time, Stormwind City was a place that all explorers in the kingdom yearn for, if nothing else, just for the headquarters of the Hunter Guild that had just been stationed in, I don't know if it was intentional, and then the Hunter Guild and the Thieves Guild also came, so in that era, Stormwind City, where the two major forces were stationed, almost became the focus of the entire kingdom and even the entire Far South.

And Feng Qing, at that time, was just an ordinary wind spirit, unlike the wind spirit, the light spirit does not have its own character and thinking, they are like blending into nature, melt into the arms of the storm, they don't know what to think, only know that every day wanders in the sky or the woods without purpose, of course, there is a deep imprint in their minds, that is, the one who violates the wind - death! As for the clear wind, it is nothing more than an insignificant drop of water in the vast and light sea, oh no, it is the water molecule in the droplet.

Things could have ended early, but a storm hit Stormwind City, although Stormwind City did not suffer too many casualties, but this time, it completely changed everything in Fengqing.

"Gurgling ....." [The Wind is Coming]

"Gollum?" [What does it have to do with us?] It doesn't matter, if it's gone, it's gone, anyway, thousands of me will come out after I disperse. 】

"Gollum ......" [Correct Solution]

"What are you talking about?" Just as the restless spirits wandering in the storm were discussing fiercely in their own unique way of communicating, a discordant voice came out of the wind, and at that moment, it was as if the howling storm had stopped turning at once, and the whole world was left...... This voice.

"Grunt.....

"Gollum.. Grunt.. Grunt! ”

"Gurgling !!!"

It couldn't understand what they were saying, it instinctively shrunk back, but it didn't have a body, it didn't even know if it really existed in the world, or if it was just a projection? It didn't know any of this, and just as it was pondering some strange and incomprehensible questions, all the Light Spirits of the Wind came around it.

"Gollum ......." [What does it say, why do we understand it when we don't know it?]

"Gollum ......" [that's the language of the Terrans.....]

Chapter 34 The Wind is Clear - End