The wind hit Luo Binhan's face. He squinted his eyes and wanted to continue looking up. But Momolo stood in front of him, blocking his view with his body.
"Mr. Luo, you can't look at that anymore."
Luo Binhan rubbed his eyes again. Everything he saw was blurry now, and he could clearly hear a strange and sticky sound of water coming from under his eyes. When he put down his hand, his fingers were covered with reddish and yellowish plasma. This was a bit outrageous, he thought.
"What are you doing?" He knocked on his head and asked, "Did we agree that the diners must protect the ingredients?"
Garfield didn't answer him. Robinham thought it was pretending to be dead again. He was about to try knocking a few more times, but the black cat jumped on his stomach.
"If you want to ask about the thing in your head," said the black cat, "it's dead."
"What?"
"It was killed by that idiot's wish." The black cat said impatiently, "It can observe faster and more comprehensively than you, and it is still a mortal. It might be better if it had a simple mind, but it is obviously different from you. Also thought about those stupid questions about value. It died for it. You know? If you don't want to follow in its footsteps, you'd better stop looking for trouble."
It started beating Luo Binhan with its front feet again. Under the brutal attack, Luo Binhan had no power to resist and had no choice but to protect his head with his arms.
"What the hell does that mean?" he asked while being beaten. "You mean if I don't have morals, it can't threaten me with morality?"
"No," said the black cat, "in the end it doesn't make any difference. If that fool had done it, I guess you would all be dead. But smart people are entitled to more - think more, die faster. He understands Yes, this will save it from suffering."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Luo Binhan asked inexplicably. He thought he had grasped the situation, but Black Cat's words made him suspect that he didn't understand anything. That was indeed possible, because he didn't even know where "Ausle Road" was. And if he couldn't even believe the words written in his hometown, he couldn't guarantee that the alien words he heard were correct.
"The idiot's wish is to punish you for all the mistakes you made, do you understand?"
"What's the punishment? I didn't do anything the hell?"
"Based on your nature, survival itself is wrong." Black Cat said.
It flicked its tail contemptuously, as if it had said something that was natural. Luo Binhan saw the opportunity during the span of the beating, grabbed the tip of its tail, and put the whole animal into his arms.
"Fart." He said calmly, pressing the black cat's paw. Then he turned to look at Momolo. Momolo was also looking at him calmly. Luo Binhan began to wonder. This was not the reaction he imagined Momolo should have.
"Old Mo?"
"Well, Mr. Luo. Are your eyes and face feeling better?"
"It's OK." Luo Binhan said. He felt his cheeks itching slightly under the light emanating from Momolo. And his eyes - despite the worrying flow of pus and blood, he actually didn't feel any pain at all. This is obviously not normal. But his sense of "normal" has also become blurry.
He couldn't be bothered with it now. Eyes were just replaceable parts (he bet that White Tower would sell artificial eyeballs or something like that), and Momolo couldn't replace the second brother. Luo Binhan stood up from the ground - and then fell back because his feet were numb. So he sat on the ground, raised his head and said to Momolo: "Tell me what situation we are in now? Where did you and the young master come from?"
"That's it, Mr. Luo. After we got separated, I was swallowed by several pelicans in succession until I met Mr. Xuanhong. Because the pelican on Mr. Xuanhong's side was killed by someone unknown, so The two of us were trapped for a while. Mr. Xuanhong seemed to be looking for something. When he saw me, he became very angry and said that he had to find you first no matter what. He also asked me if I had seen anything. Mr. Bangbang. Speaking of which, Mr. Luo, Mr. Bangbang, is it okay? I just saw the senior hugging him and walking away. I think his mental state is not very good. "
"He is thinking about Ma Sheng. He is very comfortable. Don't disturb him." Luo Binhan said. He knew it was not a good time to relax, but he couldn't deny that Momolo's words made him feel more comfortable from all angles. Bang Bang is living the good life he deserves, and the pirate leader is making a fool of himself. He couldn't wait to laugh at the latter in person, but that had to wait until Jing Huang came back from heaven.
He paused for a few seconds and couldn't help but glance at Asabam next to him. The dwarf star guest stood three steps away from Momolo, without any intention of attacking. Her eyes didn't even fall on Momolo, but kept staring at the black cat. Luo Binhan couldn't figure out what she was thinking. He just hoped that she would go away quickly to avoid another embarrassing confrontation. He couldn't even guarantee that they had the upper hand now. Although Bang Bang withdrew from the battle, Upsilon also left. He suspected that Momolo was less cunning and less combative than his brother.
"What are you doing here?" he said, and he took the black cat in his arms and hid it behind his back. The cat's paw scratched him hard near his butt, and Luo Binhan decided not to care about it.
Asabam finally looked at him. Luo Binhan made a gesture of invitation towards her.
"Aren't you here to find your former colleague Vitasoy?" he suggested. "Old Motama is already here. Why don't you go along to see him? What if Tiaozi captures him alive?"
"He failed," Asabam said.
Now Luo Binhan has become accustomed to her inhuman way of speaking. Living in a cave during childhood apparently causes permanent damage to a person's (or goddess's) language abilities. But what's embarrassing is that he can understand it roughly. When he was studying, his scores in Chinese were much better than those in mathematics, and he could barely keep a foothold in the middle of the class. And now his reading comprehension of Asabam has also been perfected - she is definitely not talking about Vitasoy, but Upsilon. She even used a perfect tense to express her absolute confidence.
"Then you just watch?" Luo Binhan rolled his eyes and said, "We are all Demon Immortals. Will the young master fall in love with you? Are you the Black Demon Immortal who doesn't have to guard the Demon Immortal Castle?"
"He won't die."
"Old Mo and his brother can't do it either, right? They don't know martial arts ethics when they fight two against one, how can they still fight?"
Asabam said nothing. Luo Binhan stared at her for a while, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared. He wanted to look up and see the direction where the giant took off, but he couldn't. His mortal eyes didn't even have the ability to see the battlefield. He didn't know where the giant was rushing to, nor where Jing Huang was. Is there any fairness in this? Immortals and giants rush to the battlefield in the sky, but he can't fly. Not only could he not fly, he was not even qualified to see that scene. A brilliance like that - if he just wanted to face the brilliance of the phantom sun, he would have to pay the price with his life.
But that doesn't really matter. He doesn't have to fly, he doesn't have to look, he doesn't have to look up in his life. Jing Huang sleeps most of the time, and the gods are not in the sky when they sleep. The Yongguang people still have to flash their lights when they stay in the atmosphere for a long time. Those times are perfectly adequate for daily communication. But...he never thought he would have to face such an unknown waiting period. He didn't want to assume.
"Old Mo?" he called uncertainly.
Momolo still said: "Mr. Luo, I am here."
Luo Binhan looked at his face. He was not allowed to see the sky, so Momolo's face became the mirror through which he observed. From the Yongguang tribe's always smiling face, he got the answer that Asabam didn't bother to explain.
"Those wings and heads are quite powerful." He said, "Isn't it?"
"This is not a matter of power, Mr. Luo." Momolo said, "Mr. Xuanhong said that the Holy Spirit holds a powerful spell. Although it will not be very effective in other places, it will be in the Gaoling Belt. Cause a very dangerous chain effect. Originally, when Mr. Black Cat rescued us, Mr. Xuanhong wanted to find you immediately. But Mr. Black Cat told him that the enemy had this spell, so he immediately asked Mr. Black Cat to We were brought here. He kept telling me on the way that if the situation worsened too seriously, he would need a long time to block the Gaoling Belt. At that time, I must find a way to find you and get you Bring him back to the Silence safely."
Luo Binhan lowered his head and was silent for a while.
"What about your brother?" he said, "What did he go to do? Will it be better if he is included?"
Momolo said: "I think senior must have his own considerations."
Luo Binhan stopped asking. He thought that Momolo had no more answers to give him. He should have seen the rest by himself, but he couldn't. When he raised his head, all he saw was Momolo's face with a simple smile. Luo Binhan later remembered that Momoluo could fly, but he was still standing here.
"Old Mo." He asked, "What are you thinking about now?"
"I want to live up to the instructions of my seniors and Mr. Xuanhong. I must protect you, Mr. Luo, this time."
Luo Binhan looked at him. Through Momolo's eyes, he could see the reflection of the magic ocean. That was all he could see. Once again he asked, "What are you thinking about?"
The other person continued to smile persistently.
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Luo Binhan said, "I'm thinking that I also have legs. In addition, I have this."
He grabbed the black cat from behind, held it in his hand and shook it: "I can walk by myself. I also recognize the Silence, okay?"
Momolo smiled silently, star-like water shining in his eyes. Luo Binhan said: "Do you think I have no legs?"
"Mr. Xuanhong warned me that Dwarf Star Guests are very dangerous, Mr. Luo. He said that you were almost killed once."
"Do you think he is like a master who kills people for free? He is like a wooden stake waiting to be picked up." Luo Binhan said. He didn't even look at Asabam. Now is not the time to hold grudges. He doesn't have the extra vitality to pay attention to an enemy. The third time he asked, "What on earth are you thinking about right now?"
He thought he would have to wait for a while. But Momolo was already laughing. He said with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Luo, I want to fight."
"Can you fly?"
"No problem, Mr. Luo."
Luo Binhan lowered his head. He thought of the old times he had sat on the Silverstone Giant. Giants also flew him high into the sky, or rushed towards the giant-mouthed pelican. For a moment he wanted to speak out, but - that time would come sooner or later. That's where the limits of mortals lie. His heart was hardened by it.
"Go ahead." He said. Not even looking up.
"Mr. Luo."
"Go fight." Luo Binhan said, "You are old, your brother can't control you. My sister not only beats people at your age, she also beats me."
"Mr. Luo, please look up at me."
Luo Binhan raised his head with difficulty. He didn't know if it was the right thing to do. He has never accomplished anything great in his life, how can he know whether this decision is the right one? How could he bear the consequences of this decision? Is that fair to himself?
He saw that the smile had disappeared from Momolo's face. The silver Yongguang Clan stood there, straightening his chest, tears falling. The alien begged him: "I'm going to fight, Mr. Luo. Please watch my fight!"
So Luo Binhan persisted until the last moment. He raised his head and watched the silver stone giant transforming just a few feet away. They were so close that the giant's body seemed to cover the entire sky. Under that body, he was finally able to truly raise his head and watch the giant fly to the place he couldn't go. He kept looking until the phantom sun in the sea emerged from the edge of the giant's silhouette, and he had to lower his head again. His eyes were hot, and there was more dew in them than had been evaporated by the sun.
