"A black bow tie is better for you."

"No, the black is too dull, this orange one is good."

"In my opinion, simply wearing the red one is even more jumpy."

Maybe this kind of thing is really rooted in the bones, women are basically self-taught and transparent about dressing, no matter how different their identity, growth environment, personality and even age are, but put aside those messy things, the essence is actually almost the same.

Siyuan, who was surrounded by a bunch of warblers and swallows, has changed no less than ten sets of dresses from morning to now, from classical to modern, from solemn to playful, from cold to sunny, anyway, he basically has a style that he can have. At this moment, he seems to be no longer a high-level special ability person at all, no longer a cadre of the special case team, no longer a royal guard, but has become a doll at the mercy of others, changing clothes and hairstyles at will.

"Watch, watch! I think it's very good to wear a radar, and it's cutting-edge. ”

"Of course, a man's watch should wear Vacheron Constantin, aristocratic atmosphere."

"I think he's so young, he can solve the problem with Casio, and it's best to be smart."

In the end, Siyuan couldn't bear it anymore, he was already hungry and overwhelmed, it is estimated that if he is tossed by these guys, he doesn't have to go to the Hongmen banquet, I'm afraid he will have to faint when he goes out, after all, his skills determine that he must eat a lot to ensure energy supply.

"Okay, let's eat first."

Siyuan didn't choose any bow tie or wear any watch, and wore a slim suit lazily on his body. The white shirt inside hung on the outside of his pants, looking lazy and bad.

"Wait!"

The ghost mother suddenly stretched out her hand to stop Siyuan's movements, took two steps back, tilted her head to look at his current appearance, her eyes suddenly lit up, and after looking up and down, she actually nodded with satisfaction: "That's it!" It's perfect! ”

When the others were told by her, they also began to look at Siyuan as if they were going to the zoo to see the orangutans, and saw that his hairs were about to stand on end at the end.

"Not bad, not bad! That's it! This kind of casual temperament is simply a person who came out of the comics. Ning Qingying circled around Siyuan with her hands behind her back with satisfaction: "That's it!" Come on. Light a cigarette! ”

"I'm hungry. Don't want to smoke. ”

"No! Hurry up and get one! ”

Forced to helplessly, Siyuan could only reluctantly light a cigarette, leaned against the wall and looked at the strange women around him who were full of interest, and even saw a yawn.

"That's all! That's it!!! Joan clapped her hands happily: "Perfect." It's perfect! This kind of temperament is only found in movies. ”

Although I was inexplicably praised. But Siyuan was not happy at all. He just shook his head silently, pushed open the door and ran to the place to eat.

And when he reappeared downstairs, even Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment. There is even a feeling of not being able to recognize each other. After all, she has never seen anyone who can change so much in a short period of time, from appearance to temperament, it is simply a different person.

"Don't look at it, I've been watched by them all morning, and I'm almost annoyed." Siyuan sat at the dining table and poked a steak with chopsticks: "What time do we leave in the afternoon?" ”

"Let's do it." Joan of Arc bowed her head and ate her black bread: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, the ceremony begins, and I must go over and get ready." Because I need to hand over the Blade of Oath. ”

"Okay, listen to you."

This kind of Siyuan, who was dressed up with a ruffian, looked like he showed an unusually confident attitude, he ate his lunch in an orderly manner, and there was no trace of nervousness at all, but it was Joan of Arc, an old girl with many years of combat experience, who seemed a little nervous and apprehensive.

"Are you nervous?"

"No, it's just a bit hesitant, I don't know what I'm going to do once I'm no longer a Guardian."

"You care about the name? Of course, I can take you back and become this guardian again in a different environment, if you want. It's a big deal, I'll find someone to seal you, and it's over. ”

Joan of Arc shook her head slightly: "It's different, after the original life was destroyed, I didn't know where to find courage. ”

After talking to the girl, you can't be on a channel after basically three sentences.,It's something that seems normal in Siyuan.,But it became a completely unacceptable original sin to her.,The frequency of thinking is completely different.,Although fluent Mandarin,But it's not the same race.。

After eating, Siyuan took out a dagger from his luggage and stuck it on his waist, this dagger actually has a lot of origins, strictly speaking...... It is Long Yuan's younger sister, his own sister. The short swordfish intestines cast by Ou Yezi in the Spring and Autumn Period were originally Sister Xue's saber, but because the spirit had been reincarnated, and Sister Xue didn't need a sword, she transferred the fish intestines to Siyuan.

Although the fish intestines do not have a machine spirit, it is not comparable to ordinary soldiers, and it is wronged to sharpen iron like mud, and because it is contaminated with dragon energy, it is first-class to break the defense, Siyuan brought it in order to avoid using the Wanling card as much as possible.

As for why you should avoid using a magic card...... Siyuan didn't want to say it to others, but this kind of thing that destroys the balance, the more you use it, the more you use it, you will inevitably have to pay the price in the future, no matter what this price is, Siyuan doesn't want to see it, so he doesn't use the Wanling card now until he has to, after all, most of the cases can already be dealt with by simply using the spells and some magic weapons he has learned, and he can't use the Wanling card in order to pretend to be forced at all.

"You have a weapon with you?"

"I'm covered in weapons." Siyuan took a deep breath: "Actually, it's no problem to go empty-handed. ”

What a pretense to say this, but it's not wrong, Wan Lingka, Salo Vine Armor and Fish Intestines, which is not a weapon? There are also all kinds of summoning techniques and spells, even if you are defeated by the opponent, it is still no problem to run away calmly, and Siyuan has no intention of escaping today, and the matter of the imperial guard must be solved by the imperial guard.

"Go early and come back early." The ghost mother sent Siyuan to the door and whispered in his ear, "If something happens." Say hello and I'll be there right away. ”

"Got it, let's go back." Siyuan turned his head and pinched the ghost mother's face lightly: "Go shopping in the afternoon, don't worry." ”

"Say not to worry, how is it possible. My life is in your hands, but I believe in you. After speaking, she stepped forward and pecked Siyuan lightly on the lips, and hugged his waist: "I won't go anywhere in the afternoon, I will make you buns and wait for you to come back." ”

Siyuan tilted his head and looked at the ghost mother, as if he wanted to say something. But when the words came to his lips, he stuffed them back. He just squeezed her hand hard and turned away.

"Is she your wife?"

After walking outside, Joan of Arc asked curiously, "She seems to be very attached to you." ”

"How can I say it, this kind of thing ......" Siyuan suddenly sneered: "A relationship that transcends the flesh." I ...... with her Perhaps more closely connected than any other couple. ”

He was going to explain to Joan of Arc the relationship between the ghost mother and his own fate. But when the words came to his lips, he took a turn. Said something ambiguous, anyway, no matter how you understand it, it's not a mistake, and you don't expose your weaknesses. Probably the only weakness.

But speaking of which, what is the relationship between the ghost mother and herself? Summoning beasts? Mate? Or something else, it's messy anyway, anyway, I'm tied to her in this life, and even Qianruo is a tacit acquiescence.

After walking out, Dante's car was already parked outside, he was still a stubble with an embarrassed face, always maintaining his dissolute old handsome appearance, after seeing Siyuan's dress, he gently pulled down his sunglasses, and said in his mouth: "The shape is good." ”

"You're still stealing the limelight, old boy."

He has a good relationship with Dante, and he is a person who has fought side by side, and he is an old ruffian who speaks easily, so Siyuan is naturally open-mouthed, and has something to say: "Let's go, it's a mule or a horse, let's take a look." ”

The car rumbled towards the destination, Si Yuan hugged his arms and closed his eyes in the car, after experiencing all the previous things, he was already an elite warrior, although he was still not ruthless enough, but the experience was also full. He knew that now it was just like before the college entrance examination, he could do anything but he couldn't be nervous, so he still didn't believe it, and those people couldn't eat him today.

After about two hours of driving, Siyuan and his party came to a place that was considered a deserted area, surrounded by lush dense forests, and there were people in black suits secretly watching on the roadside, and there were even roadblocks, and after Dante showed his pass and other documents, they were completely allowed to go.

"How do you feel like going to pay homage to the emperor, do you want to be so exaggerated?"

"Who's to say it isn't." Dante sneered: "The difference between the traditional power and the emerging power is this, it is different from your situation, you have only one special task force from ancient times to the present, the relationship between the before and after is not to replace but to inherit and evolve, and we are constantly alternating, compared to the traditional forces retain more things that they are accustomed to but we think are completely superfluous." ”

"But it's necessary, isn't it?"

"Is it necessary?" Dante retorted to Joan of Arc mercilessly: "If anyone really has the ability to attack the council chamber, what is the difference between this garbage here and not?" Can you sue me? Miss Joan of Arc. ”

"I ......"

"Okay, okay, you two are also on the same front, why do you love to bully a little girl so much, old boy?"

"Your great-grandmother is not six hundred years old." Dante sneered, "When you call her a little girl, don't you have a weak heart?" ”

Siyuan stretched out his hands: "I don't look at age, anyway, I remember that when I rescued her, she was nineteen years old, I was twenty-six, and she was seven years older." It happened two days ago, and I only know 19-year-old Joan of Arc, and 600-year-old Joan of Arc has nothing to do with me. ”

Joan of Arc glanced back at Siyuan and whispered, "Thank you......"

"You can do it, I don't even bother to refute your fallacies." Dante slowly parked the car: "It's forbidden to go up again, let's go up." ”

This trouble is a little troublesome, but on the way up the mountain, Siyuan saw a lot of people wearing cloaks on hot days, and he felt inexplicably relieved, although he also wore two clothes, but when he saw those people, he immediately felt extremely cool and comfortable.

Because of Joan of Arc's identity, few of the believers who came here to participate in the ceremony did not know her, which caused Siyuan's idea of quietly entering the village and not shooting a gun completely collapsed, basically after two steps, some people knelt down on one knee towards Joan of Arc, with a pious expression, and even some people were completely prostrate on the hot ground, chanting ancient Latin incantations in their mouths, praying for the protection of the saint.

"If they knew that their saint had betrayed them, I wonder what their expression would be?" Dante threw a look at Siyuan: "I must be very disappointed." ”

"Less crowding you, let's go quickly."

"No, it's not that I betrayed them, it's that they've been deceived." Joan of Arc could not bear this slander on her honor, and blushed and argued with Dante: "I am rescuing them, not betraying. ”

"If we don't succeed, we're all betrayals." Dante's expression slowly cooled, and then the clothes on his body began to change with each step, and finally completely changed into the same fighting posture, red cloak, jet-black broadsword, shiny twin guns, and gorgeous gloves with spikes.

Joan of Arc naturally understood what he meant, and the sword behind him slowly appeared, and then the blonde hair on his head turned bright red, and the clothes on his body began to fade and become a flawless white, dangling in the sun so that people couldn't open their eyes.

"White Angel, you're finally willing to make a move." Dante didn't reply, but there was a joke in his voice: "I haven't seen you for many years." ”

"I'm just here to protect the land."

When Siyuan heard this, she immediately turned her head, because she found that in addition to the change in appearance, Joan's tone and even voice had changed from a different person, which was completely inconsistent with the previous image of Joan of Arc.

"Joan of Arc?" Siyuan asked tentatively: "...... you?"

"Hello, I'm not Joan of Arc." The woman turned her head to look at Siyuan: "Please call me White Angel." ”

"Go back!" Siyuan frowned, and his voice was stern: "Let Joan of Arc come out!" ”

This time...... Even Dante was stunned: "She's Joan of Arc's battle form!" ”

"I don't need to." Siyuan's right hand began to condense the demon fire: "I'll count three times, if you don't go back, I won't let you come out again!" ”

The white angel looked at Siyuan coldly, but for some reason she didn't seem to have the ability to resist Siyuan's order, and then she saw the dazzling white on her body slowly fade and return to the appearance of Joan of Arc.

Seeing the demon fire that Joan of Arc had just extinguished, Siyuan continued to walk forward, without explaining why he did it, just glanced back at Joan of Arc: "I can't let her come out no matter what." ”

"Why?" Joan of Arc doesn't understand: "She ......"

"I feel it, there is hatred in her heart, and she will swallow you sooner or later. I don't want to ......" Siyuan pursed his lips and smiled: "I don't want to see a friend turn into a fire of revenge." ”

Joan of Arc's expression froze suddenly, and she stood in place and muttered, "My power...... From...... Hate? (To be continued......)