Chapter 19: The Winter Food Festival
The Fallen Angel Clan, who are in seclusion, prepare a cold food festival to celebrate the depths of winter. They carried the items needed for the festival, and Nangong Kui was very willing to help the clan prepare for the festival. With a heavy wooden box in both hands, he walked towards the central square of the entire "hidden world" of the fallen angels. Along the way, he looked at the green smoke burning in the distance, and somehow remembered Lu Chuxin. He smiled, silly, like a child seeing his beloved candy. "There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away", he thought silently in his heart. How can he realize this little wish in a secluded world that can be isolated from the world? He sighed and continued to walk in the alley where people came and went.
In a few moments, he had arrived at the central square, looking at the statue that he had longed for as a child. He only remembered that when he was very young, Shen Mo had told him that it was because of him that the Fallen Angel Clan could have the current stable situation. Now he has long forgotten the name of the statue, but the birth of a hero is his great achievement.
He left things in place and touched the sculpture with his hands, and the sculpture's eyes kept looking ahead. He said: "Heroes are destined to be extraordinary, but heroes are born in troubled times, and ordinary times are ...... I sometimes compare myself to you, after all, everyone wants to be a hero. His hands left the sculpture, left the central square, and went back to help the people prepare for the festival.
At night, the night lamp illuminates the entire hidden world, and everyone lights up the lanterns and chases the lanterns. The noise was like a lake of waves, and Kui Cong just silently bought a lantern from the street, and he carefully put the note into the gorgeous lantern. Squatting by the lake, gently put the lantern in his hand on it, and the lantern suddenly ran into the distance with the waves...... The originally brilliant lantern slowly turned into a dot and disappeared into the screen of the endless night.
He stood up and left the lake. Back to his home, he stretched. Silently said to his left hand, "I want to have a good dream tonight, so I won't accompany you." Then I fell asleep. In the dream, he dreamed that he was in the vast sea of people, and Lu Chuxin's back was in front of him, he pushed away the crowd around him, and finally grabbed her hand. Lu Chuxin turned around, revealing her radiant smile. Nangong Kui also smiled......
Mei Xiao just silently watched his dream, and she sighed: "This is what it feels like to be haunted by dreams?
Far away in the original heart of the Holy See, they are also living a desirable cold food festival. Similarly, the light of the night light fills the entire night sky. She and Yu Mengxiao walked together, and the two of them put the lantern into the lake, allowing the lantern to get farther and farther away from the two of them. Yu Mengxiao first asked her, "Sister Lu, what wish did you make?"
Lu Chuxin just made a "shh Yu Mengxiao nodded her head lightly: "You girl, is there any secret hidden from me?"
Two lanterns are in the lake, moving with the waves. It was getting darker and darker, and there was no longer any company around the lantern. In the same way, so is the one with the original heart. The two lanterns meet in this way, like intersecting lines, only one intersection and then go farther and farther, leaving only a glorious memory. But the friendship between the two will not stop there.
"Alas, the smoke and clouds of the past are all gone. Le Yun sighed at the stargazing platform of the imperial court.
Before dawn the next day, Nangong Mingmo directly lifted Kui Cao's quilt, which made Kui Cao completely wake up. He vented his anger when he got up: "Dead old man, what do you want to do? If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you make a fuss, you are stupid, and you still come to lift the master's bed, are you full of ......?"
Nangong Mingmo picked up the box on the side and sat next to Kui Cao, waiting for him to end his scolding.
When he got up and was almost out of breath, Kui Cao asked him, "Where are we going in the middle of the night?"
Nangong Mingmo said: "Do you remember that I told you before, when your first-order assessment is over, we will go to the back mountain, have you forgotten?"
Kui Cao thought about it carefully, there was really such a thing, he had been pondering bloodline magic for the past few days, and he even forgot to participate in the first-order assessment.
"Did you forget to even participate in the first-order assessment? Lie down here every day and sleep here, don't do any housework, you are really comfortable. This time it was Dark Mo's turn to scold him.
It didn't take long for the two to set off on their way. Along the way, Kui Xiao shivered coldly, and he regretted that he didn't wear a few more clothes.
The further you go to the back mountain, the darker it becomes, and you can't tell where the road is and where the trees are, so you can only rely on the feeling of silence.
Suddenly, a light flashed in front of him again, and Dark Mo motioned for Kui Cao to speed up, and the final location was there.
After the two of them arrived, Ming Mo broke in directly, and Kui Cao followed in. Kui Cao saw a man dressed in disarray, with messy hair, who had the same purple wings as the Fallen Angels, but he was even more suspicious that the person in front of him had been dead for a long time, and he smelled of corrosion.
Ming Mo spoke first: "More than a thousand, today's Cold Food Festival, I'll bring you something." ”
Only then did Kui Cao realize that the man's limbs had been bound by strong chains, and he could not move. The man looked up and said, "Who is the person next to you?"
As if speaking to a dead man, "My child." ”
"After a while, you'll collect the body. The man let out a weird laugh.
Ming Mo's eyes were full of murderous intent: "You can try." ”
Then the two of them left here, and Kui Cao wanted to ask Ming Mo what the situation was, but he held back. If Ming Mo would tell himself, he would definitely say it first, but at this time, Ming Mo didn't say a word.
The two of them had just returned home when the sun came out.