The tribe of the Inhumans was the tribe of Skye's mother.

Seeing their own people being hunted down on TV, it is indeed possible to send their teleporters out to the rescue.

Now, all the plots about the Inhumans and Skye's life are connected.

"What's going on over there?" Joan of Arc asked.

She was now back in casual clothes, lying in Shen He's arms as a princess, her slender body slightly smaller than her battle armor, and her long golden braids fluttering wantonly in the wind.

"Well, that's a good thing." Shen He opened his visor, and the wind suddenly whistled towards his face, "I should let you be in the mecha." ”

"This bit of wind is nothing to the Heroic Spirit."

Joan of Arc leaned in front of Shen He so that he didn't have to speak loudly.

"Yes." Shen He smiled, "And this is a mecha for men, and you can't wear it in Joan of Arc." ”

"Master!" Joan of Arc accentuated her tone slightly, biting her lower lip and complaining, "It's not commendable to tease a woman's figure." ”

"Uh......" Shen He was stunned, "I'm not ridiculing you." ”

This slim small armor itself is close to the custom type, and there is not much difference in height and weight between Shen He and Tony, so they can borrow it.

"Hey, yes, is that so......"

Joan of Arc suddenly stammered, and his face was full of apologies, but he didn't expect to blame the master.

"So, what kind of image am I in your heart?" Shen He showed a frustrated expression, "Although I sometimes tease you, but that's also because Joan of Arc is very charming when she's shy, when have you ever seen me tease or Violet?" This attraction that I can't help but want to get close to is something that only Joan of Arc has. ”

“......”

Joan of Arc didn't speak, she stiffened with an apologetic expression, and then, her cheeks quickly turned red and looked super flustered.

"Suck, attraction or something, wow, ahh......hh

Finally, he turned his head with a strange sound, but the flush on his face had spread to his earlobes.

For a country girl, it is very attractive to be praised directly in front of her, and she is about to reach the limit of what she can bear.

"It's like this." Shen He was not ready to let her go, narrowed his eyes in retaliation, and showed a narrow smile, "I have never regarded you as a saint, what I have seen is just a kind, beautiful, simple, and serious girl, which makes me feel that I can say anything to you, a woman who can make me so fascinated by it, Joan of Arc, you are the first." ”

If it is almost confessional, what kind of shy girl will it be-Shen He looked forward to it with some evil taste.

And yet—

The expected panic did not come.

Joan of Arc turned his head, his lilac pupils staring at Shen He, his expression was very serious.

"Master......" the girl seemed to be asking for something, "don't you really see me as a saint?" ”

I see...... Shen He's eyes slowly softened.

"Nope." He replied in the affirmative, "I know that killing a thousand people of a hostile country for the sake of a hundred people of my own country, this kind of killing behavior that we regard as heroes is not a commendable feat at all for Joan of Arc, but there is only one reason why I do not regard you as a saint—"

Shen He paused when he said this, and Joan of Arc pursed his lips, a little nervous.

"I don't believe in God."

Joan of Arc's eyes widened suddenly.

"What's the reason for that?"

"That's a big reason." Shen He saw a hint of joking on his face, "You are known by history as a miraculous girl, because you heard God's sigh, you waved a flag to the battlefield, and finally created a miracle, people attribute such a miracle to God, and revere you as a holy woman, however, I don't believe in God." ”

Joan of Arc got a little bit of it.

"Because they don't believe in God." Shen He continued, "So what I see from that miracle is only your own efforts and courage, in fact, whether it is the story of watching you from a dimension in the past, or the face-to-face contact now, what I pay attention to and like is only you, not the admiration of others." ”

There are more miracle makers in history.

As a non-believer, Shen He admires heroes, but does not mythologize them.

Every hero in history has been able to catch his own miracle through countless efforts and struggles.

Their glory and exploits should not be attributed to gods or fate.

After abandoning the aura of mythology, Shen He only saw the charm of Joan of Arc itself.

"It's so cunning, Master......" Joan of Arc lowered her eyelashes.

"What?" Shen He didn't understand a little.

"You know everything about me." Joan of Arc looked up, a blush on her face that was completely different from before, because it was mixed with a smile from the heart, "My character, my sins, and I'm covered in blood, I should meet you in this last summoning, and I'm just a dull country girl...... Is it really worthy of your liking? ”

Puff, puff......

For the first time, Shen He's heart beat rapidly.

Even when he was in close contact with Joan of Arc before, he didn't feel the way he does now.

Because he knew that Joan of Arc's concern was not the emotion of love, but only from her simple belief that she wanted to protect the master, and Shen He couldn't figure out whether the emotion he cared about was love or not.

But now......

The favorability suddenly broke through.

At this time, is it possible to get off the single after kissing?

Shen He is not an indecisive person, and after realizing that there is hope of getting rid of the single, he decisively leaves everything behind.

Joan of Arc ......

Shen He called out, intending to brew emotions.

Joan of Arc, however, had already turned her head away and pointed into the distance, her face full of joy.

"Crystal, I see it."

“......”

The vibe is gone.

Shen He wanted to cry without tears.

There's nothing to be done about it at this point, though, because things don't look good with crystals.

The Shen River lowers the height.

Joan of Arc jumped directly into the sea, and the unconscious crystal was swept into the shallow water by the waves, and the big dog bit her shirt to death, but the back half of the big dog's body had obvious scars, and he could only hold on.

"Her body temperature is very low, and she has an electric shock injury in her lower abdomen, my lord, she must go to the hospital immediately for treatment." Although Joan of Arc has some healing powers, it is not very powerful.

"I have a bottle of healing potion from 'Overlord' here." Shen He took out a small bottle of red liquid from his backpack, "Only one bottle, give it to the big dog, and then let it send us back to the company base, where there is a full set of medical institutions." ”

This is a three-star guaranteed equipment drawn in a daily lottery, and Shen He has been reluctant to use it.

But now it has to be taken out, too, because the big dogs look just as bad.