Chapter 149: The Eve of the Holy War (Part II)

"Thirty-five, thirty-six...... One hundred and ten, one hundred and eleven...... Sister, do you think irises can really grant my wish?"

"That's natural, the paper crane that my sister taught Xiao Xinxin to fold is magical. And my little core is folded so hard, Iris's will definitely fulfill the wish of the little core!"

"Well, in order to fulfill my wish, I have to be very serious!"

"It seems that my little core really wants to make her wish come true! So, let my sister guess, what is Xiao Xinxin's wish? Well, hehe, surely, I must marry my sister when I grow up!

"Sister?!"

............

"Sister!" Yexin called affectionately, opened his eyes suddenly, and two clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Jiejie?" March who was holding her cheeks hesitated, and then she was relieved: this Jiejie must be the name of the vixen who seduced the heart of the night core. Therefore, she pouted and complained: "Ahhh

"Ahh As for the soft and broken thoughts in March's red lips, he naturally didn't hear it clearly. Therefore, when he looked up again, he smiled and said, "Ahhhh

"Hmph! I said, big team leader, you get up quickly, Xiao Ye and I are waiting for you downstairs. March snorted coldly as she gracefully turned away.

Nightcore didn't know how he had offended March, but he was relieved: he had forgotten an important etiquette! Because, Nightcore still remembers that March had explained the customs of her hometown.

In this regard, Yexin specially changed the habit of sleeping naked. No, maybe it was because he slept in his underwear that he had a dream about his sister.

"Damn, how did I forget Yue'er's custom: the hug ceremony of good morning! It's really rude, no wonder she is so angry. Yexin thought so, and when March had just taken two or three steps, he apologized, "Wait, Yue'er!" After speaking, he also put on a hugging pose.

"Xinxin, what are you?" said March, looking back.

"Hug!" said with a slight flush on his face, and Nightcore said as a matter of course.

"You're really a big rascal!" said March as she blushed angrily and stomped her feet and gritted her teeth.

"Smack!" the door slammed shut, and there was still a virgin scent in the room, and a night core full of confusion and confusion......

Today is the penultimate day of the "Double Dragon Pig Hunting" holy war, and it is also the last day left for the participants to prepare supplies. Therefore, the always bustling Slave Street is even more lively at the moment, with the flow of shopping and propaganda frogs everywhere, and the shouts of the vendors are even more gushing and endless.

It was about 1:40 p.m., and the three of them set off from the hotel on time. Follow Slave Street to the bikini clothing store in the center of the street, which is where the meeting with Sanba last night was made.

Along the way, none of the three spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. In the middle of the night, Nightcore took the initiative to break the silence. Patting the package on the back, he said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, when I sell these clothes, we will have money." ”

"But, Xinxin, you've got to make a decision, these are your favorite clothes. Qiye said helplessly.

"Or I'm ......" March also said, she has always regarded money as a feather, for the first time she felt helpless without money, as a doctor who makes money like running water, but at the moment she can only apologize.

"Yue'er, don't worry about it! With our two big men here, money, that's not a problem at all!" Qiye hurriedly patted his chest and said, he was naturally very clear about March's situation: as an orphan who grew up in an orphanage, March was completely dependent on government subsidies and college bonuses to make a living. Now that she's just become a trainee therapist, how much savings can she have?

"Don't worry, Yue'er, the money will be there!" Yexin also said firmly, and at the same time strengthened his determination to pawn the clothes, even if the clothes were woven for him by his sister herself.

"Yes, yes, don't worry at all, these mortal clothes are worth a lot of money! If it's not enough, it's a big deal that I'll sell my armor!" Qiye patted the armor on his chest and said heartily.

Since then, the atmosphere has suddenly brightened, light and comfortable. In this way, the three of them finally reached their destination.

At this time, in front of the bikini clothing store, it is bustling. I saw a large group of people forming a circle in the small square in front of the store, and the noise broke out from the circle.

"Wow, look, Xinxin, there's a show! I don't know what kind of fun stuff it is, I'll go check it out first." Nanaya was excited again, and he strode over the crowd, desperately squeezing into the circle.

"This guy always likes to join in the fun!" Shaking his head, Yexin smiled at March and said, "Yuede, you can go and have a look too!" ”

"I'm not interested, I'll wait with you!" March said lightly with an expressionless face. Of course, secretly, her heart is blooming, because she can finally get rid of the big electric light of Seven Nights, and she has to grasp the opportunity of the two-person world with Night Core.

"No, you can't. March continued lightly.

"Ahh Nightcore wondered.

"It's a bit hot here. March pouted.

"Yes, yes, let's go over there and wait!" Ye Xin comprehended, and after secretly saying rudeness in his heart, he pointed to the service area in front of the clothing store for customers to rest, and said.

Besides, in the seventh night, when he squeezed into the crowd sweating profusely, he was taken aback when he looked at it, and said in a lost voice: "Thirty-eight?!"

I saw that in the middle of the circle, Sanba was wearing a white windbreaker, with his hands attached to his back, posing in a breezy saint posture, standing on the hilt of the yin and yang double swords. The two swords were inserted on a small wooden platform, and under the purview of the sun, the sword body reflected two golden rays of light, and in the brilliance, it reflected Sanba's death-like crying face.

Next to the wooden platform, a young presenter was holding a wooden stick that glowed blue and was talking about it, and the energy on his face was in stark contrast to Sanba's expression. And his crisp intonation, through the amplification of the "microphone" in his hand, burst out of the air:

"Passing by, handsome guys and beauties, come and take a look, take a look, this silver bear cloak is a sample produced in our store, it is a beast clothing made of the hair of the silver bear of the fierce beast of the snow mountain, it is also one of the strongest tribes in the snow village 'silver bear' The clothing worn by the barbarians, it is the battle suit used by the military this time......"

Not only that, next to the host, there are dozens of young men, who are constantly taking photos towards Sanba with their thumbs and index fingers in the shape of a photo frame, and various blue lights are flashing one after another.

Behind the dozens of people were four young men, who stood evenly around Sanba, each in the same strange pose: half-kneeling and raising a middle finger towards Sanba.