Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 300 Starship Captain is a Merchant (34)
Chapter 328 Undercurrent

Because the other party was sure that An Mo wouldn't hurt him at all, so he didn't dodge, so An Mo chose the most vulnerable place to attack - just like in novels, movies and TV shows, there will always be blood when claiming the master.

However, before the bloody smell filled her mouth, the back of her neck was suddenly pinched, and she was forced to separate.

Erjue's somewhat suppressed hoarse voice exploded in his ears: "Momo, don't tempt me..."

An Mo's mind went blank when she heard the words, and she was stunned for five seconds before she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is that you?"

Is it you, my love...

In just that sentence, she could hear countless feelings, his love and pity, his tolerance and pampering, his longing and paranoia... There is also the unspoken sentence: I finally found you.

It is you, my love.

After closing his eyes, the man looked at An Mo again, and his deep and hoarse voice had an almost bewitching charm: "It's me, Momo."

An Mo saw the two vortexes again, containing countless stars shining like stars.

So beautiful, almost too beautiful to behold, she thought.

"Mo Mo," Erjue was very satisfied with An Mo's reaction. He stretched out his index finger and touched the girl's cheek lightly, moving from her forehead to her ears, brushing her smooth long hair, and then went to outline her delicate eyebrows. , "I miss you so much... There are so many things I want to tell you..."

An Mo was like a petted beast, narrowing his eyes delicately: "I miss you too, and I have a lot to say to you."

Erjue curled up his lips and moved his hands more gently: "Then you can talk first, okay?"

An Mo nodded obediently, and said kindly, "Okay, don't tempt me."

Er Jue paused, then continued to comfort An Mo, and asked naturally, "What?"

A sweet smile bloomed, An Mo's voice seemed to have been soaked in that sweetness, it was extraordinarily soft, making one sound indescribably comfortable: "I said, why are you still tempting me?"

Her squinted eyes did not open, but the flames on her body heated up sharply, turning pure white, and the big hand on the back of her scorching neck relaxed for a moment, and she immediately broke away and flew away.

Thinking that the distance should be enough, An Mo slowly opened his eyes, and while adjusting to the somewhat dazzling light, he said slowly:

"The master is really greedy. I don't know enough about my life experience, and I don't have enough memory to tamper with me. Even if I have recognized the master, I can't satisfy you. You are still trying to know more..."

Er Jue's complexion changed slightly, he stood up unhurriedly and looked at An Mo steadily, he acted as a listener, and the vortex in his eyes disappeared.

However, An Mo refused to give him any face. The stubbornness in his smile was exactly the same as that of Wen Shu, and he said bluntly, "But I don't want to."

Not to mention whether Erjue has the ability to know the secret of the main god's space now, she has to be more on guard just because of what her lover said in the moment of his brief appearance.

Now she can be sure that her lover's soul is indeed in Erjue's body, but he is not alone, and the phrase "Don't tempt me" is not a whisper between lovers, it is just a literal meaning, and she can even extend it Make more overtones—

Don't get close to him, it will distract him, he is competing with one person or several people for the dominance of his body!

She believed that with the tacit understanding between them, she was right in guessing.

Otherwise, in terms of a lover's personality, he would definitely kiss her first and then talk about other things instead of pulling her away.

Silence, both of them were silent for a long time.

In the courtyard, there is only the whisper of the breeze, the chirping of the birds, the trees are greeting the flowers, but the bamboo is strangely motionless, and the only thing that can be overheard is the breathing of the two of them.

An Mo suddenly felt that the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn, and an invisible sense of oppression was about to make her breathless. Her wings flapped with difficulty, and her figure was on the verge of collapse.

This was the first time Gutierre was putting pressure on herself, and it was only then that she suddenly realized how tough this man was.

"Roar—" A dragon roar pierced the sky, and the blood of the ancient dragon clan in An Mo's body began to boil continuously, and the scalding temperature seemed to melt the blood vessels.

"Ah—" she yelled in uncontrollable pain, her delicate and fair face suddenly became ferocious, starting from her neck, a layer of tiny and neat scales replaced the white and tender skin, spreading downward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally Combined with the pattern of the dragon's tail to form a vivid flame pattern.

An Mo's eyes widened. Facing his raised dragon-claw-shaped hands, he was shocked.

Such a direction gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, the kind of familiarity with fear and destruction.

An Mo's blood was hot and his body was hot, but his mind was calmer than ever before.

She tried to stop all this by canceling the transformation status, but found that she had lost control over the transformation. She began to carefully recall what happened before, and analyze what the source of this mutation was.

Then, she thought about the recognition she had just given.

Fortunately, her lover stopped her very quickly at that time, resulting in a very small amount of blood absorbed by her, and she did not fully recognize the Lord.

"Darkness covers our eyes, and death covers our bodies. When the first ray of light in the morning dispels the filth in the soul, great God of luck, thank you for giving us the hope of life..." After thinking about it, An Mo Start chanting the prefix of the hymn of life in Elvish language.

She is the daughter of the high priest of the elves, and as the only descendant of the lucky elves, she is born with the ability to communicate with the goddess of luck, but now her blood is not pure, so I don't know if she can successfully release the strongest blessing of the lucky elves.

The other half of the blood belonging to the elves in the body seemed to be awakened by this high-level spell, and it was ready to speed up the flow, with a trace of coldness, somewhat neutralizing the scorching heat of the dragon's blood, which made An Mo feel much more comfortable.

Contrary to other handprints with complicated spells, the hymn of life is more about the assistance of language and spiritual cohesion, truly blending into the world and borrowing the spirits of all things to awaken the arrival of the God of Luck.

After reciting the long incantation, An Mo suddenly remembered a song. At this time, she could clearly feel the rhythm of the surrounding plants. As the darlings of nature, the elves have a natural feeling of closeness to them. Under the circumstances, I couldn’t help but sing:
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.
That saved a wreck like me.
……

We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we first began.
After the song was over, An Mo, who was immersed in it, slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She seemed to see a colorful light belt floating in the sky, like a fairy's neon dress, gorgeous and gorgeous.

Then she heard Er Jue's voice: "Momo, go find Wen Shu, eldest sister can be trusted."

　Thank you for the recommendation tickets of Sundial Maolaiye, Sanshi Daoshen, Pingyan, Xiaoxiaoren, and Dream Dieshang. Momo is not a monthly ticket for Baozi, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)