Chapter 49 There Are No Fairy Tales in Reality

The battlefield on the second day was far more difficult than the first day, the inferior and weak guys have been eliminated, and those who remain are elites. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoIn the desert, in the rivers, in the woods, and among the mountains, there are constantly scenes of killing and being killed, ambushing and counter-ambushing. Compared with the brutal hunting, the area where Ah Le and Liu Xinling are located is much quieter, and the air is filled with killing machines, as if it is a forbidden area, and few people dare to provoke Liu Xinling head-on. Liu Xinling had already used her unique golden-colored Yuan Force to declare her sovereign territory.

It was a pleasant afternoon, Liu Xinling and Ah Le talked about life easily, talked about ideals, or some interesting stories among the branches. Ah Le read a lot of old-time books in Hell, accompanied by Ah Le's magnetic voice, Liu Xinling shuttled back and forth in one story after another, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes excited, sometimes low.

Time ticked by, and the hot sun gradually took off its silver coat, revealing its reddish and more lovely face.

Ah Le and Liu Xinling quietly watched the dusk under the sunset, the red clouds in the west covered half of the sky, and the earth was plated with a layer of orange. Ah Le looked at the beautiful woman beside him, and then looked at the dusk in the distance.

"The scenery is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful. This sentence gently fell into Liu Xinling's heart, causing a ripple.

"The sunset is infinitely good," the sky and clouds, mountains and water are all red, like an amorous teenager bursting out of his full feelings. Ah Le was very emotional about such an atmosphere, the wind stopped and the trees were calm and calm, all this was like entering a fantasy world. In the sky, beautiful phoenixes are soaring, proud peacocks on the ground are blooming their beautiful feathers, and cute dolphins are jumping out of the sea.

All this is an illusion. Liu Xinling urged the realm to restore the creatures in Ah Le's story, and only the two parties could see all of this. A petite head rested on a shoulder arm that was not wide but very warm, and the remnant sun brought the figures of the two together, stretching longer and longer...

The moonlight was dim tonight, and the thin clouds gave the moonlight a faint layer of sand to the starlight.

Maybe it's because there are still a lot of grilled fish to eat, and the belly is still full, or maybe they don't want to leave their gentle arms, so the two rely on each other to accompany each other. After a long time, Liu Xinling said softly: "Ah Le, let's tell a story." ”

Ah Le looked into the distance, greedily inhaling the fragrance of the girl between his noses, and his deep voice brought people into the eternal era.

"There's a story like this in a collection of fairy tales from old times, and there was a little girl named Singrela a long time ago. His father married another stepmother after his mother's death, and her stepmother only liked the two daughters she brought with her and did not like Singrela. Every day, she was asked to work, and at night, she was asked to sleep in the utility room, so she was always covered in dust, and people called her "Cinderella". ”

Liu Xinling sighed, "What a poor little girl." A sadness rose from the bottom of his heart, and he felt that his father had many wives, and her mother was just one of many wives, and her mother had died when she was very young. Although these stepmothers love her very much, they can't compare to the weak and kind figure in their memories anyway.

Looking at Liu Xinling's lonely expression, Ah Le's body tightened.

"One day, the prince asked the girls of the whole country to go to the ball to choose a wife. Cinderella wanted to go, but the stepmother didn't agree, so she only took her two daughters and asked Cinderella to help her sisters put on makeup. Cinderella is very sad, and the elf is touched by Cinderella. She was given a dress and a pair of crystal slippers, and reminded her to come back at twelve o'clock, otherwise, the magic would be invalid. ”

Her friend Bird flew out of the tree and brought her a dress made of gold and silver and a pair of shiny silk dancing shoes. After dressing up and putting on her gown, Cinderella went to the ballroom after her two sisters. After putting on the luxurious dress, she looked so elegant, beautiful, and beautiful. They didn't recognize her, they thought she must be a strange princess, they didn't think she was Cinderella, and they still stayed in the ashes of the house for Cinderella. When the prince saw her, he quickly came to her, took her by the hand, and asked her to dance. He never danced with the other girls again, and his hand would not let go of her. Whenever someone came to ask her to dance, the prince always said, "This lady is dancing with me." They danced late until eleven fifty-nine in the evening, when she remembered that the elves had reminded her to go back at twelve, or everything would be the same with Cinderella. ”

Liu Xinling's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked, "Are you still in a hurry?"

Cinderella said she was going home, and the prince wanted to know where the beautiful girl lived, so he said, "I'll take you home." Cinderella ostensibly agreed, but when he wasn't looking, she slipped away quietly and ran towards the house. The prince was in hot pursuit, and she had to jump into the pigeon house and close the door. The prince could only pick up the crystal slipper and watch Cinderella's departing back stupidly. ”

Liu Xinling's nervous heart relaxed, and at the same time she guessed that if Cinderella missed the time to restore her original appearance in front of the prince, would the prince still fall in love with her infatually? The answer is very likely that Cinderella was imprisoned and tortured day and night. The prince's fragile mind was deceived and never recovered.

The elf's magic power was so strong that she returned home with Cinderella before twelve o'clock, and had a sweet dream in her tattered and smelly utility room, and her stepmother and sisters did not realize that Singrella was the strange princess. ”

Liu Xinling sighed and said, "She is so pitiful, maybe this beautiful encounter can support her for the rest of her life." If only my would have slashed them with a sword, including her own father. ”

Ah Le stroked Liu Xinling's back and said with a smile: "Why should you take it seriously, this is just a fairy tale, and my story is not finished yet." ”

The reluctant prince refused to give up, so the whole kingdom held a grand shoe try-on. When the prince took the slipper and walked to Cinderella's house, the stepmother locked Singrela in the kitchen for affecting the city, but her two sisters could not wear the slipper anyway. The prince was desperate, because this was the last of the kingdom, and just as the prince turned to leave, Singrela's father found his conscience and said to the prince, "Dear prince, I have a little daughter who can try these shoes." The prince's eyes lit up, and he was a little deflated when he saw Cinderella, who was covered in dirt. He handed over the crystal slipper, and just as everyone was about to laugh, the crystal slipper happened to match Cinderella's shoes perfectly. At this moment, the prince seemed to see the beautiful princess who was shocked that night. The story ends with the prince and Singrela's happy life. ”

Liu Xinling laughed, "When you said that the prince saw the dirty and messy Singrela, I thought that the prince immediately swore that he would not want her to try on shoes even if he would never marry for the rest of his life. But the ending is really good, and I want to have a prince like that, but unfortunately I'm not Singrela. ”

Ah Le shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "It's a pity that I'm not a prince, compared to a handsome and noble prince, the lowly Cinderella is more suitable for my image." ”

Hearing Ah Le's ridicule, Liu Xinling didn't say a word. The story is an irony, there are no fairy tales in it, and Cinderella will not meet the prince. Maybe that bloody storm many years ago is more suitable for him.