Jing Huang flew down next to Yaleriga in silence. When he landed, he walked as usual, without any sound being caught by Yaleriga. When the golden guardian behind Yalayliga quickly stretched out his spear to meet the enemy, Jing Huang only stepped back a little, letting the tip of the spear touch his neck. Regarding this, Yalayliga had not yet Having witnessed the answer, she didn't know whether the biological key really meant anything to Jing Huang.
The Golden Guardian's warning behavior did not elicit any resistance. Jing Huang just lowered his head in surprise, observing the endless darkness beneath them. From his strange expression, Yaleriga guessed that he could sense something far more than darkness. Then Jing Huang raised his head and looked at her intently, waiting for a reasonable explanation.
Yaleriga looked at the soles of her feet as if nothing had happened, and then looked at the stalemate opposite the winged beast. Qiaoqiao Tianyi—she thought to herself that this one fit her imagination based on the name. However, as an obviously regular creature, having wings most of the time meant being able to fly, and she rarely saw such creatures being interested in spaceship design.
"We are in a little trouble." She said to Jing Huang.
That was naturally not a complete explanation, but Jing Huang didn't seem to want to get to the bottom of it. After confirming that Yaleriga was in control of the situation, he stood still, neither showing emotions nor expressing opinions. Others may think that he is waiting for the result indifferently and sternly, but Yaleriga knows him better and can see that he is not paying much attention to what is happening around him at the moment, and he has begun to lose focus. She was in a daze, just like she was when she and Qiaoqiao Tianyi were arguing.
During their time traveling together, Yaleriga had seen him wander like this more than once. Whenever Jing Huang is in a state of having nothing to do, or is tired of trying a certain technical product, he often shows his wandering thoughts, as if he is thinking about a certain problem for a long time and stagnately. superior. She felt this way because Jing Huang's daze was not careless, but showed some secret emotions periodically. That is undoubtedly closely related to the mystery about Jing Huang's life experience that she is gradually exploring. But what made her feel lucky was that this kind of daze never appeared when they were really in trouble. It was as if Jing Huang had his own way of judging danger. Naturally, Yaleriga quickly learned how to judge danger. Watch his reaction as an indicator of risk.
This reference indicator was of no use now, so she turned her attention away from him and continued her confrontation with the other side of the scale. Half a minute had passed since she inquired about the flower decorations of the Lord of the Gate City, but her challenger was still as stiff as a statue. Her majestic face maintained an awkward slanted posture, and the thick hair that flew by itself undulated slowly and solemnly, as if matching the rhythm of her master's thinking.
"Uh..." she said, "I..."
"I don't think you're afraid of heights," Yaleriga said. "I thought flying creatures wouldn't be afraid of heights."
The winged beast gave the ground a hesitant kick. She obviously didn't know how to answer, because any lie would be seen through by the scales under her and her opponent's body, which would be tantamount to admitting Yaleriga's conjecture. She stood there awkwardly, occasionally uttering a few fragmentary syllables but failing to form any meaningful reply. And that was actually enough for Yaleriga. The answer that cannot be given is the answer itself.
That only happened in a short period of time, but her thoughts had already moved to the next step - she had never imagined what kind of individual, gender, age, or species the Lord of the Gate City was before. Out of admiration for this miraculous city, many people imagine that the owner of this place is an ancient and powerful being, a perhaps extremely special race that can create and own those infinite doors.
Yaleriga had to admit that she had been one of them. She even believed in the uniqueness of the Lord of the Gate City more than others, just because she had glimpsed the auspicious light left by that civilization in her past memories. But now she was faced with an even more bizarre truth: the Lord of the Gate City might be a not-so-special creature, a pansapien male mage. The secrets of magic he masters may be different from those of the White Tower mages, but in the vast and endless world, this difference is really not worth mentioning.
But, that might just be a disguise. She knew that some beings could easily change their bodies, not as optical illusions or visual hypnosis, but as real physical bodies. Perhaps the lord of the gate city has abandoned the old form over the long years and replaced it with a more common race today. That was something she couldn't identify in a hurry, but no matter how his body changed, the clues of his habits would always reveal his identity. There was nothing unlike a human being about the young mage, a cunning and suspicious creature with all the arrogance and pride of a mage. If this was a role, then he was perfect in every sense of the word - but why was he in Outport? Assuming that this was a suspicious person who was keen on concealing his identity, exposing himself for a thousand abandoned babies would seem overzealous. Was it a coincidence that she met him? Because her identity as a gospel tribe aroused doubts and temptations?
It didn't take Yaleriga three seconds to think about this. While blowing her hair, she made many assumptions, and then overturned them one by one. Only a few basic facts still stood in her mind: First, she was indeed the Lord of the Gate City, regardless of his true appearance. Or mimicry; secondly, this person's caution about hiding his identity is worthy of scrutiny. If it is not a natural instinct, it may mean that people who know his identity will bring him trouble; thirdly, the baby abandonment case obviously has more problems than she imagined. For more complicated harm, she just hoped that it had nothing to do with the Silent School.
The winged beast raised its head and neck and took a long breath, as if to announce something important. However, when everyone's eyes were fixed on her, she suddenly deflated like a punctured ball and sat down on the ground. Her gorgeous hair no longer fluttered, and fell loosely, like a thick blanket on the ground.
"Well," she said reluctantly, "I don't want to lie to this sacred artifact. It wasn't me, and if you had met him... but how did you know? I mean, you were so sure not me?"
Yaleriga showed a smile. "I didn't hear your kind had that ability," she said. "You don't speak the same way."
"Really? You chatted with that person for a long time?"
"Only for a moment."
"That……"
"Your conversation is much more lovely than his." Yaleriga said. "If he were here, he wouldn't be as blunt as you. I like the way you speak."
When she finished her last words, the winged beast's fur had all stood up. Her majestic head was also hidden under the wings. She waited in this position for a while, until she was sure that the scale beneath her had not moved at all.
"...It's nothing important!" Her voice came from under her wings, "I mean, sincerity! This is the virtue I am responsible for teaching... Of course I have to pay attention to maintaining it. Oh, of course, I'm sorry that I didn't just To tell the truth, but that is to keep my promise to others... Anyway! Thank you for the compliment..."
Her wings spread wider, almost covering her head and neck, while her comet-like tail swayed visibly. Yaleriga looked at it with interest, wondering what it would feel like to the touch. At this time, she noticed that Jing Huang was looking at her quietly.
"She is a clan from the dream world," she explained to him. "This clan believes in a religion about the seven virtues, and the horned ones among them are very intelligent, especially in magic."
Jing Huang turned around silently, glanced at the man with his head buried as if to confirm, and then looked into the void again as if nothing had happened.
"They are also very good at expressing emotions." Yaleriga said with a wink. Of course, she wasn't hinting to anyone, even though Jing Huang glanced at her quietly again. She tried to bend down and put her upper body out of the golden tunnel to look at the abyss below. At that moment, she had a desire to know what would happen if the scale was flipped - she, Jing Huang, or the winged beast opposite, they all had the ability to fly in the air, but this mysterious darkness would allow them Get away with it? What does it mean to be swallowed by it?
It was just a crazy thought, which she quickly wiped away. Under Jing Huang's gaze, she straightened her body and stretched incompletely.
"Let's get this over with quickly," she said. "Can I talk to him again?"
Not everyone knew who she was referring to, but she believed that the Winged Beast knew exactly what was going on. The logic here couldn't be easier to guess - she saw the strange white ship with her own eyes, and if the Lord of the Gate City had also seen it, he would naturally think of finding an expert to assist in the investigation.
The winged beast stretches its head out of its wings. She let out two cough-like puffs and stood upright from the ground again. In the blink of an eye, she regained her previous majesty and solemnity.
"It's not up to me," she said, "but I can consider conveying it to that one. To be honest, I don't know why he asked me to come to you and this child like this. I know you and the paper ship The boat has nothing to do with..."
"Paper boats?" a voice asked.
That voice, Yaleriga could clearly distinguish, belonged to Jing Huang. But his tone at this moment seemed so strange, as if he was being lifted up quickly by a tight wire. Yaleriga had never heard him speak in such a voice. She couldn't help but glance sideways at him, but she could only see the back of a low head. I don't know when Jing Huang turned completely to the opposite side.
Winged Beast knows nothing about this. She followed Jing Huang's words and continued: "Oh, of course, it's not a real paper boat. I just call it that, and you will understand when you see its appearance. It is obviously imitating the material of paper folding, and that With its streamlined appearance, I guess it is a very simple aircraft model. This is really interesting because it also fits the concept of a ship. Maybe it is a composite ship! It is rare to see such a small composite ship. I really I want to know its power system..."
Her words ended here, because Jing Huang was already floating on the golden path. He kicked the Golden Guardians in half as they tried to stop him, then flew back up the stairs. After Yaleriga sat firmly in a floating rainbow bubble, she found emerald green sparks flying around. Next to her, in another slightly larger colorful bubble, the Winged Beast was shouting frantically.
"What are you doing!" she shouted, "Hey, let me out!
There were green fires flying everywhere, almost turning the dome hall into a dark green color. In the strange light, Jing Huang emerged from nowhere and landed on the top of the winged beast's bubble. He stood there and asked, "Where is the ship?"
"What?"
"Where is the 0305 ship?"
