National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

The friendly and harmonious special product sharing program has come to an end.

According to Ling, the sparring session that is initiated every once in a while is about to begin.

This time, the organization seems to have some other small ideas, and changes may occur.

The matter was relatively urgent. After a brief reunion, Jiang Yuan and the others had no choice but to say goodbye to the others and follow Ling to the so-called top.

"I didn't expect that the place you are talking about is really above!"

Paimon couldn't help but be surprised as he followed Ling into the sky.

Yes, they are flying into the sky.

Ling, Jiang Yuan and Paimon all have the ability to fly.

Thunder Hammer is the only one that cannot fly.

Jiang Yuan originally wanted to take out the long-lost rope and give Thunder Hammer a hit, but Ling waved his hand and summoned a white cloud. The seemingly soft white cloud held up Thunder Hammer's tall figure steadily.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan and Paimeng did not plan to fly by themselves, and ran directly to the white clouds, intending to use transportation.

If you can be lazy, why not?

Besides, this is Chengyun! The legendary flying clouds and mist! How interesting!

Jiang Yuan and Paimeng sat on the edge of the white clouds in a strange way, with their legs hanging outside, very excited.

Regarding their behavior, Ling didn't say anything, but the white clouds quietly grew in size.

"In the special space above."

The wings spread out behind him, and his flying speed suddenly accelerated.

"Sit tight."

The surrounding wind suddenly became violent.

Jiang Yuan and Paimeng's hair was blown into a mess. Looking at Thunder Hammer, he was wearing a hat and standing firmly above the white clouds.

"It's nice to have a hat."

"Yeah." Jiang Yuan took out a hat from his backpack, "Now I have it too."

A straw hat.

"I also want!"

After a while, Jiang Yuan and Paimon each wore a straw hat.

They sat side by side on the edge of the white clouds, holding their hats down to prevent them from blowing away, with deep expressions.

"I am the man who wants to be king!"

There is no sea here, so there is no way to be a pirate, which is a pity.

"Hmph, then I will be the king's guide!"

"Thunder hammer, do you want it?" Jiang Yuan looked at the thunder hammer.

Thunder Hammer silently shook his head.

"Where's Ling?" At the same time, Paimon was asking Ling.

Ling glanced at their straw hats, nodded, and asked: "Wang, who is it?"

"Eh?"

"Is this so? Jiang Yuan wants to be the king, not the king's man?"

"what?"

Ling Po blinked innocently and turned to look to the side, as if he didn't see the blank stares of Jiang Yuan and Paimeng.

"Here," Paimeng leaned close to Jiang Yuan's ear and asked in a low voice, "Jiang Yuan, do you think Ling really misunderstood, or is he joking?"

"..."

Jiang Yuan spread his hands.

he does not know.

They have seen memes like "The King's Man" more than once on the Internet.

What other jokes are there about being "One Piece King"?

But Ling obviously doesn't understand this kind of joke, let alone understand it.

After all, where did the Celestials get the Internet and mobile phones to watch anime?

In the world we live in now, it’s impossible to watch anime on your mobile phone, right?

He and Paimon have studied the functions of mobile phones in this world. The most interesting function in it, besides the elves, is the website that allows exorcism members to share information.

Animation and other entertainment do not exist - if they did exist, wouldn't the world miss the battlefield less?

As for why Ling asked the question just now.

It’s impossible to tell.

Was it really a misunderstanding, or was it just a little joke?

Looking at Ling's cold appearance as he remembered, he didn't look like he could do such a thing.

But Ling is not an ice cube without any emotional fluctuations.

He talks a little less, but is very serious.

It may not be impossible to misunderstand Jiang Yuan's words and ask that question.

However, the chance that he is joking is very low, but definitely not zero.

After not seeing each other for a hundred years, has his character really not changed at all?

Jiang Yuan and Paimon looked at each other.

They stood up from the white clouds and walked to Ling who was standing on the edge of the white clouds, observing his expression from left to right.

To be precise, Paimon flew to Ling's side - she was not tall enough, she had to fly to look at her at eye level.

"Here you go, now you are the king's partner."

Jiang Yuan put a straw hat on Ling's head.

Ling Lao honestly raised his hand and held down the straw hat: "Thank you."

Paimon also stared at Ling seriously, only for the latter to look back with doubtful eyes.

"Ling, are you serious about your question, or are you teasing us?" Paimeng didn't blink, paying attention to the changes in Ling's expression.

Ling looked down, avoiding Paimon's gaze, and slightly covered his face with his straw hat.

"Oh, I get it."

Paimon folded his hands in front of his chest in a clear voice and spoke confidently.

"You're kidding, right?"

As they said this, their ascent did not slow down.

This means that the wind speed has not decreased either.

So as soon as Paimon finished speaking, the wind blew her hat away that she had not put down on purpose.

The joking question was interrupted, and Paimon stretched out his hand to grab his straw hat: "My hat!"

However, she didn't react quickly and her arms were not long, so the hat flew away in a swish and she couldn't catch it.

Ling's expression changed slightly, and the rising trend of the white clouds under everyone slowed down, and they were about to float in the direction where the hat flew away.

"Ouch, thank you for the gift of nature!"

A soft voice sounded from the direction ahead.

"...It's you, Darhk." Paimon was speechless. "How come you are more ubiquitous than the fools in our hometown."

The fools and thunder hammers on the side did not say a word.

White clouds briefly stopped in the sky.

A hat appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and then the black mist in the air dispersed little by little, condensing into a human shape.

Darhk, whose voice was immediately recognized by Pamon, smiled and winked at Pamon.

"Aren't I paying attention to the development of the situation? This way I can be flexible if the plan changes."

Paimon didn't comment on the nonsense he was talking about, and fixed his gaze on his head.

The straw hat she flew away was now placed on Dark's head.

Paimon's straw hat was custom-made according to the size of her head. It fit perfectly on Paimon, but it looked strange on Darhk's head.

I don’t know what he did, but the hat stopped firmly on his head, motionless, and showed no tendency to be blown away by the wind.

You know, the high altitudes of this world are inherently windy.

"You can do whatever you want with the rest. What I want to say is - please return the hat to me quickly, thank you!"

"Huh? What hat?" Darke tilted his head.

Paimon looks cute when he tilts his head, and he is full of bad taste when he tilts his head.

Not cute at all, completely hateful in Paimon's eyes.

"That hat on your head! Give it back to me quickly, you guy!"

"But this is a hat gifted to me by nature!" Dahlke said with a crooked smile.