Original God, looking for the heart

To be honest, when the skirmisher learned that the Dotore faction's ship was delayed, he almost killed the messenger who was responsible for communication.

"Tsk, you can't even do this well." The reputation of skirmishers is well known among fools. There will be no good outcome if you make this unstable lord angry!

So the moment he stepped out of the door completely, he felt like the end of a terrible nightmare. Wait, he couldn't be dead... What came out was actually his soul...

The messenger pinched himself hard and howled like a ghost: "Ahhh! It doesn't hurt! It's over! (*?????)"

"No... Ouch! It hurts!" He rubbed the place where he was pinched, feeling a sense of joy of coming back from the dead, "I... I'm not dead! I'm still alive! It's good to be alive!"

"Boom"

A bolt of lightning struck the tree crown not far away.

The skirmishers were already behind him, and electricity pulsed at his fingertips: "Why, are you dissatisfied that you didn't die?"

You only need to control your strength a little, and the blood will not splash out, and the flowers Mo Bei likes will not be contaminated...

The messenger's legs trembled and he crawled away: "Sir, you have misunderstood! I will leave now!"

"Hmph. It's not my turn to take action in this situation." The skirmisher knew that this man wouldn't live long. When he goes back to fulfill his orders to his master, it will be the time of his death——

After all, he has betrayed the Fools and taken away the hard-won Heart of God.

In this case, all those who were sent to inform him were abandoned.

——Inside the house——

Mo Bei opened his eyes hazily and poked his head out of the bed. The whisper just now had brought him back from his sleep, but it didn't seem to make him fully awake.

The shirt on his body was rubbed askew during last night's restless sleep, and became loose when he stood up. Inadvertently, the young man's smooth and delicate shoulders were revealed - in fact, they were not so neat and tidy the night before.

He moved to the edge of the bed and rubbed his eyes, then fell into a hug. It's purple and has the scent of sandalwood tea.

The soothing smell made Mo Bei nuzzle the other person's neck affectionately. There seemed to be some numbness in my shoulders again.

It was the same last night. It was warm, hot, numb, and there was pain that came inadvertently...but he didn't hate it. Especially the right feeling of pain, the pleasure of being held tightly|||||...

Mo Bei stretched out comfortably, and his sleepiness wrapped around him like softness. His hand gently hooked the soldier's clothes, and his voice revealed a rare softness: "Just close your eyes for a while, huh... just a little while..."

The little man in his arms was completely unguarded and huddled up obediently. The skirmisher agreed softly and felt the itch coming from the roots of his teeth. He lowered his head and saw that the other party was sleeping, and his eyes stayed on the exposed shoulders...

"I caught him~" Mo Bei wrapped his arms around the soldier's neck and opened his eyes. If there was a tail behind him right now, it would be wagging proudly.

The corner of the skirmisher's mouth raised slightly: Now that he's been discovered, why should he still pretend? He simply bit the tip of Mo Bei's ear.

This sudden stimulation made him shrink up and keep burying his head deeper.

"Pfft!" Seeing that he was almost amused, the stragglers let Mo Bei go.

After such a fuss, the sleepiness was completely dispelled. Only then did Mo Bei notice that his clothes were disheveled, and he hurriedly turned around and pulled them.

……

——Night, outside Inazuma City——

Looking down at the bustling city, you can see the shining stars; there is a shimmering light beside you, and you can hear the chirping of insects in your ears... The two of them were sitting on the top of a hill near Inazuma Castle, enjoying the clear evening breeze.

As for why they came here, it was because Mo Bei accidentally mentioned "fireworks". Calculating the days, it seems that Inazuma's Rongcai Festival will be held in these two days. After Mo Bei learned about it, his eyes lit up and he kept looking in the direction of Daozuma City.

Although he was born in Daozhu, he has never participated in such a grand festival... Supported by the nature of children, Shanbing thought that he should take him to play.

"Ah San, when do you think the fireworks will start?"

"According to their usual practice, it won't be long." The soldier stretched out his hand and rubbed Mo Bei lovingly, "What, can't wait any longer?"

"It's a little bit." Mo Bei raised his head and looked at the night, "Actually, when I was a child, for some reasons, I was afraid of fireworks - especially firecrackers. Later, I don't know why, but suddenly I wasn't afraid anymore..."

It didn't sound like much at first, but - the skirmishers remembered that Mo Bei had liked fireworks since he was a child.

Then what is the "childhood" he talks about...

The people who were playing in Inazuma Castle all rushed to higher places or open areas as if they had received some instructions.

"Ah San, look, it's about to start!" Mo Bei moved forward excitedly. Those are fireworks, but they can only be enjoyed with the original people after such a long time!

There was a sharp sound, and the fireworks shot into the night like meteors.

"Dong dong" "dong dong"... Mo Bei's heartbeat also accelerated. He imagined the splendor of the first fireworks blooming, looking forward to it, but he didn't see that brilliance.

"What's going on? Could there be something wrong with the fireworks..."

"boom!"

Where the sparks disappeared, fireworks suddenly appeared. As if they came alive, they spread wantonly, like a flower blooming crazily, spreading into the corner of the night.

Red, nice looking.

Just when everyone thought the fireworks display was over, the ends of the "flower" petals bloomed again with more bright colors! Layers of fireworks even lit up the entire night sky!

"I'm no longer confused~ Longing is the only luggage~..."

The skirmisher's attention was attracted by the singing again. Listening to the softly humming song, he couldn't help but think of the night a hundred years ago.

It seemed that there were fireworks that night; it seemed that there were singing that night... Mo Bei's figure overlapped with that of the child back then, and his sky-blue pupils were filled with all the beautiful colors.

The singing stopped suddenly, and Mo Bei rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, explaining that he had forgotten the lyrics...

"Asan, can you extend your hand?"

The skirmisher stretched out his hand, and Mo Bei stepped forward to meet him. It looked like two people were holding a clear spring in their hands.

"Ah San releases a little thunder, just a little will be fine."

From the palm on one side, a few thunder element particles floated out. Mo Bei also released several particles of fire and wind elements, as well as particles of fire elements.

"boom!"

Above the palms of the two people, several small fireworks suddenly exploded. They did it together.

"How about it, it looks good~" Mo Bei smiled, his eyes crooked.

The skirmishers may not have thought that thunder and lightning, which can usually only be used in battle, can actually create such gorgeous things: "Childish. Only you will like it." After saying that, he gently scratched the tip of Mo Bei's nose.

"Hehe~" Mo Bei smiled and controlled the wind to change the shape of the fireworks.

Amidst the blooming sound of "bang bang", Mo Bei opened his lips slightly and said something.

There was no sound audible, but the lip reading was not difficult to guess.

"I love you."

"Me too."

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