Chapter 22: Nocturne's Farewell Numbers

Eighteen years later.

The White Mansion gathered the second-generation hosts of the Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu Three Spirits, but they couldn't find the host of the Vermilion Bird. The Spirit Ruler shows that Suzaku has not been reincarnated, but they do see Nanli's body and bury her in the Heroes Cemetery.

The two sides fought again, and the result can be imagined - eighteen years ago, the four spirits gathered together and we were still defeated, not to mention that today there are only three spirits. But······

"Bang!" The tail was thrown onto the chariot by the second-generation Qinglong host Dongxun, and before he could react, he was pierced through the shoulder blade by a sword. Totsumi clearly didn't want the man who killed the first-generation host to die easily.

"I'll let you taste the burning of your body today!" The words did not delay his movements, and flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun and rushed straight into the tail's body.

"Hoo ······" The flames had already begun to burn the tail's suit, but suddenly circled behind him.

"Minami-senpai?" Totsumi looked at the girl with a bright face and a double hook in front of him, and remembered the photo of the Suzaku host when he worshiped the first generation of the four spirits before the war.

Li'er responded directly to him with a laser, thanks to the suit I designed myself, which simplified the laser gun and set it at the front of the limbs, and the energy storage device in the center would provide enough energy for the gun to allow her to hold the double hook while shooting.

Beikan, the second-generation host of Xuanwu, stepped forward to resist, oh, why is he still called this name. The water sword he sent out was engulfed by Li'er's fire dragon, and the heat burned his face, and his skin quickly turned red and started running. It's better, it's uglier.

"Who do you say she is?" I heard the marshal of the bad army ask.

"It's Nanli! The induction is faint, but it can't be wrong. Totsumi replied.

"Keep the communication going." Then the bad handsome probably reported to the principal.

The world-renowned Second Black and White War was postponed due to the "mutiny" of the Suzaku host, and the two sides agreed to negotiate the war.

As the night wore on, I asked Professor Bao, "How can there be true peace?" ”

"You're not a peace-loving master." He laughed.

"There must still be a temporary balance, so as not to be exploited by a third party." I hate the people who call themselves the Gray Mansion, do I really think that I can easily navigate the black and white mansions?

"The way of peace, maybe become a family." This answer won my heart.

"The White Mansion gathers the hosts of the Qinglong, the White Tiger, and the Xuanwu Three Spirits, and we have pressed the treasure on Suzaku alone." Professor Bao continued.

"She's my treasure."

At the celebration banquet in Heifu, the singing and dancing were leveled, but I only focused on one person.

I think that at the beginning, I brought Nanli's spirit back to Zique without any protective measures and threw it to Professor Bao, she was also strong, and her consciousness attached to the spirit did not dissipate. Professor Bao's consciousness transplantation technique has been basically perfected, and a new individual has been cultivated a year later, she is now Nanli, who retains her previous consciousness and personality, but her memory has been deleted. I barely cared about my departure until she was ten years old, she grew up under the tutelage of Professor Bao and his research team, and the only thing I decided was that when she was old enough to go to a mortal school, she would grow up like a normal child.

When she was ten years old, I felt that it was time to meet the Suzaku host that had been cultivated by the power of the top scientific researchers in my Black Mansion. The people of the White Mansion never gave up looking for her, and after I finished dealing with the spies sent by the White House, she was already waiting for me when I walked into the office, but she was sitting in my chair. Professor Bao sat on one side, looking like he took it for granted.

"Do you know whose chair you're sitting in?"

"Mine."

"How do you prove it?"

"I don't need to prove it, the lord in the purple que is mine."

"How to speak, how can I teach you?" Professor Bao stood up and stood between the two of us.

The main seat is hers, I have a cold face, don't you know who the master of the Black Mansion is? Professor Bao was busy muttering, but the little man in the chair held his head high and looked at me fearlessly.

"Come, let me see how capable you are of being the Lord."

I summoned the tail and asked the two to assemble the gun.

Professor Bao announced the rules of the competition: "Whoever first aims the gun in his hand at the opponent's head wins." ”

At the beginning of the game, the two stood opposite each other on opposite sides of the table, facing the tail, and the tips of her hair were showing confidence. It wasn't until the tail had begun to mount the casing, and her little short fingers were still active in the launcher, that she seemed to realize that she was going to lose, and simply stopped struggling and assembled at her own pace. The tail only has the last step left to install the energy bar, and his face has revealed a smile of victory, in the blink of an eye, Xiao Li'er smashed the unfinished gun in his hand into his eyes, and the tail blocked it with his empty hand, Li'er has already supported it with one hand and turned over the table, snatched the gun that he was only one step away from assembling, and pressed his energy bar. When Tail reacted, Nanli's gun was already aimed at him.

"I won." Nan Li said confidently.

"Good!" Professor Bao applauded and shouted, his tail bowed and he didn't dare to look at me.

How do you evaluate it? "Skills need to be strengthened, this clever force is like me."

Since then, Professor Bao has been very fond of pushing her to me, and every time she mentions her, she seems to have a treasure and wants to tell the world, even the whole research team, no matter who mentions Miss Li, they are proud, and they seem to think that they have taught her successfully.

I went to try out my new armor, which was an improved version of the previous one, lighter, smaller, and more powerful, inheriting the three-meter-tall loaves and horn helmet of the previous one. As soon as the change was made, Professor Bao came in with Nanli again, and after looking at it, he went out to see the light armor, and then I heard them comment on my design. Nanli: "It's ugly. ”

Professor Bao: "Shh······h

Nanli: "Do I want to do the same with my armor?" ”

Professor Bao: "Of course not, that's the young master's aesthetic, you can design it yourself." ”

Nan Li: "Even if the armor is so high, why should there be horns on the helmet?" Is it used to fight people when they run out of weapons? ”

Professor Bao: "Haha, actually, I thought it was ugly from the beginning. ”

Haha, they don't know that my ears are already able to penetrate walls and make noises, and use them to top people when I run out of weapons? I imagined the image for a moment and felt that I couldn't forgive her. And Professor Bao, I clearly remember how he admired the shape of the first generation of warframes when it was designed.

But all of the above is secondary, the important thing is that Nanli saw me in battle armor for the first time when he entered the door, the brows were slightly furrowed, and the appearance of his mouth slightly pursed was exactly the same as when we first met each other. When I asked her what her expression was, she said she was expressionless, and she lied to me. What she really thought was: this man's armor is so ugly! Oh, woman.

After a while, the two returned.

Nanli walked up to me, "Hug." ”

"You're ten years old."

"Isn't it a baby at ten?"

“······”

I refused, but my arms were captivated by her, and I picked her up steadily, and I let go to see how she fell, but she climbed on my shoulder armor, and then climbed to my neck.

"Be careful." Professor Bao's eyes were fixed on her.

Nanli had already ridden up to my neck, but he was only worried about her safety.

Looking back, I looked at her gorgeous face, and rejoiced that I had injected a new body after extracting her spirit and consciousness eighteen years ago.

"Come with me, Li'er, and I will celebrate you with the most precious gift." I said to her.

"Okay." She smiled back.

She followed me to the inner room, saw me stand still, and asked, "Moguang, where is my gift?" ”

I turned around, opened my arms and said, "Here it is." ”

I touched her cheek and touched her forehead as a sign of piety. "My Suzaku, my god of the south, tonight's celebration feast, I dedicate my humble body to you."

There is a way that:

The incense of the furnace is warm to the hibiscus, and the hibiscus tent is warm and sleepable.

I couldn't rest with pity in my heart, and I swam a few times in the fairy boat.

The moon was covered with clouds, and the fireflies flew into the dense forest.

Singing slowly and slowly, gently picking and wiping and twisting.

The bees and butterflies began to suck honey, and the gasping mist was not wet.

Look, the golden gun wants to move, listen, and the spring water wants to be strong.

The blade of the gun cut through the water slurry, and the clouds and rain greeted each other with a smile.

The fish are weeping with flowers, and the soul is melted and several times.