"What's so urgent?"
This was obviously Blake's voice, with some anxiety in it.
Chen Long was a little helpless: "Dad said it would be the end of the world. It might be like the situation a few days ago. We have to hurry up."
Blake: "You can only change helicopters at the border, otherwise there will be misunderstandings. I won't go with you. You need to say hello to the other side in advance."
Chen Long: "No problem..."
As the plane started, Luo Qing's thoughts gradually drifted away. He turned his head slightly, and a very sinister profile came into view.
And just by chance, Xiaoyu was also looking this way, looking into each other's eyes.
"sideways."
Xiaoyu said the words, then faced Luo Qing's side and pushed Luo Qing that way with one hand.
Luo Qing had no choice but to follow the force and turn around. Well, he faced the wall and thought about his fault, and instantly felt uncomfortable.
However, this way you can leave more space, and the narrow space will not be crowded.
Luo Qing closed his eyes and waited silently.
Perhaps the turbulence of the plane was too hypnotic. Listening to the faint voices outside, Luo Qing fell asleep in a daze.
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England, headquarters of the Magical Brotherhood.
"You trash, as a transcendent being you can't even defeat an ordinary person, what use do I need from you?" the Holy Lord wearing a blue and black robe roared.
Below, five magicians wearing hoods whose faces could not be seen lowered their heads and said nothing. The other magicians around them were either angry or afraid, and only the voice of the Holy Lord echoed in the hall.
"Oh, my friend, why are you so grumpy on this beautiful day?"
A young man with blond hair and blue eyes in a red robe and an old Asian man in a gray robe came out.
"I've met the president and the high priest!"
The magicians shouted in unison at this time. Their eyes hidden under their hoods were extremely hot at this moment, as if they were looking at the gods in their hearts, bursting out with fanatical belief.
The Holy Master turned his head, his eyes were scarlet: "Mage, who do you think you are talking to?"
The high priest in the blood-red robe shrugged: "My friend, thank you very much for informing me about the awakening ceremony, but it is impossible to buy the Brotherhood. Why is this organization called the Brotherhood? That's because everyone present and I'm a brother."
The scarlet light in the Holy Lord's eyes grew brighter, and the anger exploded again. Each of these human races were disobeying him. How dare you!
Sparks loomed in the gloomy hall, and the buildings hundreds of meters underground gradually became scorched with heat.
The high priest glanced aside and spread his hands helplessly: "My respected Holy Lord, the reason why the Brotherhood is so secretive is because of everyone's fanaticism and pursuit. We are not allowed to insult or kill brothers at will."
The Holy Master's eyes gradually became crazy: "Mage, are you... threatening me?"
The hot environment around them suddenly escalated to a higher level, and sweat began to appear on the foreheads of each magician under their hoods, indicating the high temperature here.
"No, no, no, I just want to tell you that there is news about Panku's treasure box, but the premise is that you have to tell me what the last step of the awakening ceremony is."
The high priest looked directly at the Holy Lord, and his eyes were filled with a hint of fanaticism at some point: "Then the world will return to the era you are familiar with, my Lord Holy Lord."
The anger in the Holy Lord's eyes was disappearing, and he stared at the fanatical young man in front of him with sinister eyes. In the era when he ruled the world, this brotherhood was causing panic everywhere all day long.
In his opinion at the time, it was just a toy created by an ant.
But now...this is a group of lunatics, complete lunatics, lunatics who just want chaos!
The Holy Lord suddenly smiled, giving Brand a feeling of spring breeze on his handsome face.
"Tell me the address of Panku's treasure box and spell collection. I will complete the last step of the ritual for you myself!"
The high priest and the president looked at each other. Both saw the enthusiasm from the other, and the groups of magicians below also started to commotion.
This is the closest their organization has come to realizing the dream of religion.
"No problem, my respected Holy Lord, but it will take some time. The spell collection is hidden too deeply by Lope. You know that it is very difficult to find."
The high priest bowed slightly and his eyes became fanatical: "If you are willing, you can tell me the last step of the ceremony first. When the dark age comes, the entire organization will be yours, and even the whole world will belong to you!"
The Holy Lord smiled. Someone was drawing a pie for him?
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly paused, and his scarlet eyes were instantly fixed on the roof of the building to the west.
Then he smiled meaningfully and nodded slightly: "Okay, you guys are very wise."
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Eagle Country, Frontier.
Luo Qing felt a sense of restraint and opened his eyes in a daze. The next moment, his eyes widened. What was that soft thing?
He lowered his head slightly, his expression gradually becoming frightened (〇o〇;)...(ﾟДﾟ|||)
Something's wrong, something's wrong with this Xiaoyu!
Why would she turn into an octopus? Why are they face to face again? Isn’t my back facing this way?
Feeling the slightly moist chest, Luo Qing's eyes widened (゜Д゜*). She was still drooling while sleeping...
Although, this will definitely be misunderstood, right?
Luo Qing panicked, his brain cells running rapidly, trying to restore his positive and healthy image.
"Hmm~suck~"
The sound of humming and slurping sounded, and Luo Qing panicked even more. The next moment he closed his eyes, and the expression on his face disappeared instantly.
As long as I wake up later, you can't blame me, right?
We are passive and have absolutely no evil thoughts about lolicon control!
"Ha~"
Xiaoyu yawned, rubbed her eyes ('-ωก̀), opened her eyes, and was stunned (°ー°〃)
She looked down and saw the suspicious water stains on Luo Qing's black clothes.
(⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)
Xiaoyu's face slowly turned red. She quickly raised her head and carefully looked at Luo Qing's face. When she found that he was still asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief. She almost died!
She slowly removed her legs from around his waist, then her hands, and finally slowly lay back down in her original position and closed her eyes tightly.
At this moment, the two of them had the same idea. As long as I woke up late, all the abnormalities had nothing to do with me.
The storage room gradually fell silent, but as an inexplicable vibration came, Chen Long's voice also sounded outside.
"Finally, Blake, how's the contact going?"
"Well, is it the helicopter of Eagle Country? I understand. That's it. Let's talk about it next time."
As Chen Long hung up the phone, the plane became more and more turbulent, and the two people in the storage room could no longer hold it in. The two of them opened their eyes in a tacit understanding, and both yawned loudly.
The synchronized movements stunned the two of them (⊙ˍ⊙).
The two looked at each other, and the awkward atmosphere began to spread.
Xiaoyu: "What a coincidence, you're awake too?"
Luo Qing: "Yes, yes, it should be here, right?"
Click!
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the storage room was opened, and Luo Qing, who was close to the edge, rolled out in an instant, and looked at Chen Long with a solemn face.
Chen LongΣ(っ°Д°;)っ: "Luo Qing? You..."
"Hi...Uncle Long..." Xiaoyu greeted weakly.
Chen LongΣ(っ°Д°;)っ: "Xiaoyu? Why are you here?"
Luo Qing glanced at Xiaoyu and replied uncertainly: "Take the stairs?"
Xiaoyu nodded in affirmation: "Take the stairs!"
Chen Long slapped his face and said, "You guys... forget it, you're already here, let's go and change planes."
Da da da...
The helicopter's propeller disrupted the bright moonlight, bringing a little noise to the silent night.
Luo Qing lowered his head to wipe his clothes and asked casually: "Uncle Long, should we go straight to Huanglong, or should we stay in a hotel for one night and then go to Stonehenge tomorrow?"
Chen Long turned his head and said seriously: "No, it's not us. I'm going to investigate. You two will wait for me in the hotel."
Luo Qing turned to look at Xiaoyu, and she shrugged, as if that was the case.
"Uh, okay."
The helicopter stopped on the rooftop of a building. After checking out two rooms, Chen Long put on black night clothes and blended into the eleven o'clock night.
"Let's go, what are you waiting for?"
Xiaoyu's voice sounded, and Luo Qing turned his head and was stunned: "Where did you find the black clothes?"
He was sure that he had been following Xiaoyu and had no chance to go out and buy anything along the way, but now...
"The fourth floor of the hotel is where clothes are sold. Anyway, it's recorded in Uncle Long's account... You don't know, right?" Xiaoyu said, looking around, and quickly walked to the elevator: "Hurry up, wait. I can’t keep up.”
Luo Qing followed him in surprise, was this definitely an ordinary person? Could it be that he secretly awakened some strange ability?
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Stonehenge, headquarters of the Brotherhood.
"Brothers, the ceremony at the high priest's side has begun. I plan to follow his footsteps and let the flames of Stonehenge bloom tonight. From today on, the world will return to the Dark Ages, and we will eventually embrace the glory of the past again. ,let's start!"
The gray-robed president with an Asian face stood in front of a dense crowd of hundreds of magicians. His old voice was full of passionate enthusiasm, igniting the atmosphere.
"Return to darkness, let the world return to disorder!"
"Return to darkness and let the world..."
The shouts over and over again were deafening, echoing in this underground base a hundred meters deep. Fanaticism was spreading and faith was gathering, pushing the atmosphere to its peak for a while.
The president nodded with satisfaction. He raised his staff high and the entire underground base began to tremble.
His passionate voice began to spread: "Okay, brothers, it's time for Discord to return!"
