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Saffron was the first to get rid of coca addiction. Then came Tracey, Atay, and finally Freckles.

After a few days, the people were in good spirits, their appetites were great, and they were able to walk on the ground. They helped each other out of the cellar and lay down in the grass, spreading their limbs out and breathing in the wild air.

"It's so comfortable!" Saffron stretched long, "I can't even feel the beastly backlash." ”

"Really, my head doesn't hurt at all!" Tricy cried out in surprise.

Gordon remained silent, the fangs in his mind twitching slightly. After absorbing the beastly nature of the four people, the fangs also recovered a little, several cracks were healed, and a white cold light flashed from time to time. On the tips of the fangs, there is a bewitching cherry blossom nailed to it, resembling a human face, hideously twisted. As the fangs flickered, the petals shrank rapidly, turning into a trace of black smoke, which was sucked by the fangs.

While absorbing the animality for everyone, Fangs inadvertently captured the cherry blossom from Freckles' mind. It emitted an evil aura, like some kind of vicious spiritual prohibition.

"You-" Freckles sat up and glared at Gordon in shock, her eyes about to pop out.

"My head never hurts." Gordon snatched the freckles' head.

The two looked at each other deeply, his freckles were flushed, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he was breathless from the sudden surprise. Is he free? No longer held hostage?

"Little stool, you're arrogant." The saffron monster screamed, winked at the others, and suddenly jumped up and pounced on Gordon.

Gordon was stunned, and the flesh made this \u8o

29dnetbsp; FD reaction, step diagonal, left elbow swing slightly, side leg to push. However, Artey, Tricy, and Freckles pounced on them from all directions, laughing and screaming with laughter on their faces.

Gordon realized that they had no ill intentions. After a moment's hesitation, he was dragged to the ground by Artai, and the strong chest of the barbarian boy pressed against him. Immediately after, the crocus pounced on Atai's back, and the freckles pressed the crocus again. The five of them were like stacked towers, and Trisy was lying on top with a smile.

"Crush you guy, you dare to strip me naked!" "Let you stun me and crush you!" "You're still hanging me!" "Your way of tying ropes is so wicked!"

Gordon was pinned down under him, listening to their noisy and laughing, like starlings rushing out of a birdcage. He closed his eyes and listened quietly, and peace and tiredness carried him to sleep.

When he woke up, the crowd gathered around him and whispered softly. The vine leaves swayed lightly overhead, and the dotted light ferns were blown by the wind and swayed in all directions, like fireflies flying in the night.

"Ah, you're awake!" The four heads came together at the same time, and each pair of eyes that looked at him were so bright.

At this moment, he suddenly thought that time could stop, just stop for a second, and only need to stop once in his life.

"Brother, you must be exhausted." "It's so perverted, I can fall asleep like this." "Thanks to you these days." The crowd said in a gossiping voice.

"Little stool, we have decided, we must leave the Blood Prison Society!" Saffron clenched her fist and waved it vigorously. "When we're out to carry out the assassination, we'll get into action!"

Tracy gritted her teeth and said, "They can't use coca potion to control us anymore!" "She didn't want to become a disguised hostage of the Blood Prison Society, and used it to blackmail her father.

"Free." Freckles stared at him with a complicated expression. "True freedom."

Gordon looked at them silently for a moment, and said, "It's still early to be truly free." On the first mission, the Blood Hell will most likely secretly follow and watch. You have to find out who you are, and kill them all, and not one of them will be missed, so that you can have time to flee. He hesitated for a moment, then added, "When the time comes, I'll have the whole plan in place." ”

"Great!" Saffron stood up excitedly, "Let's remember this historic moment!" The epic protagonist and his friends are reborn today, and since then, the young eagle has spread its wings, the milk tiger has come out of the mountain, and the legendary horn has sounded! ”

"Here we go again." Freckles covered her forehead helplessly, "Red hair, you're sixteen years old, don't be so naïve, okay?" ”

Saffron looked dazed: "I have a confused life in the underground base, and I can't figure out if I have reached the age of sixteen." ”

Everyone laughed, and Atai said: "That's right, there is no day and night here, and I don't know what day it is." ”

"Today is November 2o, 7864 in the Gregorian calendar, and we entered the sand cave ruins on May 19, 7862 in the Gregorian calendar." Gordon said casually. After the conquest of the thirty-six colonies, the calendar was officially unified from the day the United Council of the countries of the Domains was established.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Freckles rolled their eyes: "You are really a big pervert, you can remember this!" ”

"Ah, November 2o is Grandma's Good Friday!" Atai shouted, seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, he explained, "It's my birthday." We barbarians regard the day of the birth of the child as the mother's Good Friday, and on this day, the barbarian child will be whipped to warn us not to forget the suffering of Grandma. ”

Tricy was stunned: "No, we have a cream cake to eat on our birthday, and you are going to be beaten?" ”

"Click", Gordon grabbed his hand, and a vine snapped. He quietly said to Artay, "I respect the traditions of the barbarians. The vines soared up and slammed on Artay's ass.

"Aha, I respect it too!" Saffron happily grabbed a rattan and struck it at Atai. "Atai, we're celebrating your birthday!" Freckles unceremoniously joins in, and they swing their vines to chase Atai with his head, while Tracey giggles.

"Alright, don't fight Atay anymore." After a moment, Tricy shouted. She began to dig in the ground, piled up a small round dirt bag, and then picked a lot of small brightly colored berries and dotted them on the dirt bag.

Finally, she scribbled the words "Happy Birthday" on the dirt bag, and quickly ran over, stretched out her arms, and stood in front of Atay like a hen protecting her chickens. "You bad boys, you know how to bully honest people." Trisy said coquettishly.

Atai touched his smooth head and giggled. Tracey pulled him to the little dirt bag and said softly, "Look, Atai, this is the birthday cake I made for you, is it beautiful?" ”

"Beautiful," said Ateimne. ”

"Then you-" Tricy winked slyly, "taste it!" She pushed, and Atay planted his head on the dirt bag, and when he looked up, his face was covered with mud and sand and colorful fruit pulp.

Everyone laughed and leaned back and danced. They chased through the vines and grass, threw berries in each other's faces, and lit torches as birthday candles and held them high above their heads.

In the darkness, the flames burned "zizi", illuminating every face red. Gordon watched as the sparks splashed out from time to time, fluttering and never extinguishing.

Even if he closed his eyes and it turned into night in front of him, the fireflies were still flying there shiningly.

He could see it.