[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

The long dream ended, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a brightly lit room.

A Ting slowly calmed down her breathing and lay motionless on the mattress. She looked at Xiao Wu without blinking and spoke in a slightly lower voice.

"What happened?"

The little rabbit looked like a monk who was two feet tall and was confused. She lowered her head, and the sunlight in the room seized the opportunity and poured down at this moment, walking from the back of her thin and slender body to the center of the bed.

The shaken Atin couldn't help but blink and turned his face to one side.

"Nothing happened. You almost scared me."

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and patted Ating gently: "You just couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed. Are you having a nightmare?"

The mottled light and shadow slanted beside his face, sparsely reflecting some fluffy fine dust. Such a truly sunny day reminded Atin of the deserted gray in his dream.

"Not a nightmare."

Atin raised her arms and raised her body up. She shook her head and gently raised the corners of her lips.

"Maybe I dreamed about my relatives, so I subconsciously didn't want to wake up."

I have to say that a sudden dream after a long separation will be deeply remembered.

When he got out of bed and started washing, no matter whether he was sitting or standing, Atin could clearly remember Roy's eyebrows and eyes, and...

That unfamiliar male voice.

Clenching the jade piece in his palm tightly, the moment he opened the door, Atin dismissed all thoughts related to the dream and subconsciously hid them.

This state lasted for a long time, long enough for her to forget this strange dream, long enough for Gu Xiu to find her.

Today was as ordinary as usual. From noon to sunset, the eight of them had been in the spirit fighting arena for several hours.

Taking the lead in ending the one-on-one battle, Atin walked out of the venue, past the crowds of people coming and going, and walked towards a dimly lit corner.

She usually stood here waiting for Tang San to come, but today, when Ating stepped into the shadow, she found that there was already someone waiting for her inside.

The familiar chill covered the stuffy heat in the spirit fighting arena, almost like the overly fresh air after a cold rain. As soon as Atin came closer, he couldn't help but relax his breathing.

"You're back."

His words were calm, as if he expected him to come.

Gu Xiu nodded expressionlessly, and then studied the little girl in front of him for a moment.

After nearly a month apart, she seemed to have grown a lot taller.

After a simple visual inspection, Gu Xiu lowered his gaze slightly and met A Ting's gaze.

"It seems that you have experienced quite well."

In this place where people's hearts fluctuate and life and death are simple, the little girl can already stay calm and calm.

"Has it been stained with blood?"

Gu Xiu looked at her quietly. He didn't know if it was because the corner was too remote and the light was dim. His eyes were as deep as if he couldn't see the light, with a silence that had lasted for many years. They quietly surrounded people.

He didn't seem to notice at all how much whitewashed determination there was in his words.

"not yet."

Atin looked at him seriously, and unconsciously rubbed the fabric of his clothes with his hands.

"A battle that ends in killing is too bloody."

This is the expected answer.

Gu Xiu pressed his eyelashes, a heavy shadow covering his face. The noise in the surrounding environment was still heard, but it didn't seem to affect him at all:

"I found a lot of news in the sea this time."

Time is limited, so this is not a place where we can talk much.

Gu Xiu pursed his lips and looked at Atin silently. Then he took a step forward and turned into a crowd of people.

With the route in her mind, Ating looked around and saw that the person she was waiting for hadn't arrived yet. She didn't follow Gu Xiu immediately, but hesitated for a moment amid the constant noise of people.

Time suddenly sped up at this moment, and the narrow corner seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world, blocking all the people and footsteps outside the chaos.

She paused for a long time, but she still didn't hear the steady and orderly footsteps in her ears.

A Ting wandered his gaze for a long time... and then helplessly withdrew his gaze.

Not long after the coolness left, and the shouts in a certain venue suddenly became louder, night fell without warning.

Tang San strode out of the fighting spirit arena and stepped into the glowing light outside.

As soon as night falls, the lights that illuminate the entire fighting spirit arena will be turned on, making everything shine as bright as day.

Tang San raised his hand to rub his eyes, and quickly rushed to the corner. Sure enough, there was no one there at this moment.

He sighed slightly disappointedly, and then walked towards the lounge.

At the same time, the night wind was picking up outside, and the coldness of late autumn was always unkind.

"The people responsible for cooperating with Wuhun Palace are indeed pirates."

The waning moon hung high, and the silver-white light was scarce and incomplete, but it shone straightly on Gu Xiu's cloak, outlines a very light snow color between his eyebrows.

"But... the pirate forces have always been divided into one place, and all parties do not interfere with each other." It is almost impossible to unify the pirate forces. Atin frowned, and her expression became slightly solemn. She thought for a while. , then he raised his eyes again and asked Gu Xiu:

"Who is leading the pirates who cooperate with Wuhun Palace?"

"Vito."

After saying that, Gu Xiu was silent for a rare moment. Then, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his brows were tangled together like overlapping mountain peaks.

An indescribable feeling of confusion instantly spread in his heart. Atin gritted his teeth and said nothing, just waiting for his next words.

"This man has threatened to find the killer of his son Bill."

Memories that had passed several years came back into his mind, like a thunderbolt that rumbled through Atin's ears.

She lowered her gaze, her head throbbing with pain.

After some struggle, Atin said almost indifferently:

"He has long been buried at the bottom of the sea."

Shouldn't that greedy pirate and his lustful sailors confess to death?

Letting them die in the ocean would be considered dirtying the waters.

There were a lot of hateful words in this sentence, which made Gu Xiu look at her in surprise, as if he didn't expect Ating's reaction to be so big.

No need to think too hard, there must be something unpleasant about it.

There was a tacit understanding between each other and no one said anything. Gu Xiu sighed inaudibly and did not ask her what she had done. Instead, she naturally bypassed this sensitive topic and talked about other things:

"Vito's overseas trip funds are partly paid by himself, and partly provided by Wuhun Palace. In addition, Wuhun Palace has also made preparations to dispatch soul masters to the sea areas."

"... "

Should it be said that it deserves to be the Hall of Spirits?

The inside and outside work together, and the action is so fast.

"According to your understanding of Your Majesty, would she be such an impatient person?"

Feeling heavier and heavier, Atin brushed through the cluttered thoughts in his mind and asked listlessly.

then--

She suddenly became energetic, as if she suddenly discovered something in the chaos.

The moment she looked at Gu Xiu, he gave her the answer slowly.

"She has always been good at planning and would not disturb the tiger before entering the mountain."

According to how ruthless that woman is, she will force her prey to death as soon as she takes action, and will never leave the other party time to survive.

"This is a game."

It was the one who had carefully arranged it and was already waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.

There are no stars tonight, and the entire sky is gray. The bleak autumn wind passes by, and the thick fog brought from the mountains hangs silently on the hand of the waning moon, allowing the silver light to be swallowed up by the darkness.

“I thought you’d be watching their game at this point.”

He didn't know how long he had been standing there, but the silence he was accustomed to was broken by the sudden arrival of the other party, making his feeling of loneliness and loneliness disappear in the blink of an eye.

The master sighed. Even so, he still talked to the man calmly:

"I think it would be better to meet now than to meet in the audience."

The candlelight in the room was slightly dim, and the entire white wall was half-red by the firelight. The man strode forward, and his tall figure was cast on the wall, covering up the half-red shadow of the lamp, leaving only his outline. It flashed across the wall.

"I'd love to know why you chose this rural college."

The presence of the aura beside him was so strong that it could not be ignored. The master maintained his posture of looking at the moon, and did not change at all because of his strong aura.

After a while, the man took the lead to retreat. He suppressed his arrogance and took the initiative to throw himself into the cold night.

"Are you doing it for a favor or something else?"

The moonlight faintly passed over the other person's clear jawline, but it was not revealed in his ink-like eyes at all.

"Tianheng, you shouldn't measure everything in such a limited way."

The master's tone did not change, but his expression gradually became serious. He looked at the waning moon that was almost enveloped in thick fog, but his eyes were so complex that the color of the dye could no longer be seen.

"Then just use your strength."

Yu Tianheng sneered, turning his eyes to meet the master who turned his head:

"It just so happens that Shrek's current good results are enough to compete with us."