rose nursery rhyme

The wind howled.

Under the abyss, there was always a wild wind blowing upwards, and the speed of the two people falling was extremely fast, so the air current passing by them was not gentle at all, and it was blowing upwards like a knife, blowing the two people coldly and mercilessly. human hair.

Sidi didn't feel cold.

His current body basically belongs to human beings. At most, his physique is better, but it is by no means invulnerable to cold and heat. If he doesn't feel uncomfortable now, it is obvious that Bryce has done something.

The falling process was quite long, and at some point, Xidi's shoulders began to feel hot.

The hot current started from that place, and gradually spread to his whole body, wrapping Sidi inside, very warm.

...It was the mark that Bryce had left on him before.

At that time, he poured a whole bottle of dragon's blood into the child.

Dragons are naturally close to the fire element, and can use fire magic naturally. They also have this ability in their blood. As long as they use it properly, they can add a layer of protection to Sidi, so that he is at least immune to the cold. invasion.

The role of dragon blood is not only an aphrodisiac.

Brace has apparently been planning this ever since.

Xi Di wanted to open his eyes and see what kind of scenery was around him, but this time even he really couldn't violate the laws of nature.A sense of weightlessness and a subtle sense of nowhere came, so the child could only bury his face in Bryce's chest, and even subconsciously grabbed Bryce's clothes with his hands.

It looks like a small group, but it is rare and cute.

I don't know how long it took, the wind in the ears of the two finally stopped.

The child was still buried in his head, but Brice pinched a few balls of light to illuminate him, then patted him on the back, and said softly, "We're here."

Siddie: "No."

He raised his head from Bryce's arms without moving in a hurry, and stuck to him, observing the surrounding environment curiously.

Here is the abyss.

Although not to the bottom, this is already the deepest they can reach.

If you want to go further - the mainland still needs the existence of thorns and roses, and will not let them leave this range, so such a platform has been established for them.

They are the only ones who jump directly without falling into an endless fall. From a certain point of view, this can be regarded as a kind of 'guarantee'.

Like poor Mr. Big Devil, he came down earlier than them, and I'm afraid he has fallen deeper, and he is still falling.

There was some very light white mist around the two of them.

There is no wind in this place, so the fog gathers evenly around, as thin as a layer of veil, unable to cover anything.

Xidi recovered from the feeling of weightlessness and finally stood up slowly. First, she looked down at the abyss under her feet.

Nothing, still endless darkness.

He looked up again, the thin white mist was not able to cover his vision, but the top of their heads was still pitch black, and they couldn't see the lights that had been lit all night in Exiled Land.

They fell for a long, long time.

It's like falling into a rabbit hole in a dream, where the way from and to is lost, shapes and colors lose their meaning here, space is reversed, and time is distorted.

There is nothing left, nothingness without end.

There seemed to be no turning back.

But Xidi wasn't worried at all, he was just curious, touched his chin, and asked Brice thoughtfully, "Can we still go up?"

Brace: "What if I say no?"

Sidi blinked.

If you can't, then you can't.

The child didn't overreact. He turned his head with little interest, reached out and grabbed it in mid-air, as if he wanted to shake the fog in the distance.

Brice didn't tease him: "Yes."

He took Xidi, who was about to run around immediately, back into his arms, and slowly pinched the boy's wrist, and kissed on the wrist bone: "Don't run around, be careful of injury."

Surprisingly strong.

Xidi didn't have to run around, so she leaned into his arms obediently, but still moved around, asking him, "How to get up?"

Bryce explained: "Teleportation magic can teleport people to places they have been to, even in the abyss. Do you want to go up?"

Xi Di shook her head: "Not yet."

He hasn't played enough yet, how could he just go back.

If the darkness had substance, the range of light that the ball of light could illuminate was extremely limited, and there seemed to be nothing under the abyss, but he still felt that there was something tangible hidden in the shadow not far away.

I ran forward just now, I just wanted to go over and study it.

Sidi pointed to the center of the darkness and asked, "What is that?"

Brace: "Did you see that? That's me."

The ball of light drifted slowly along with the boy's line of sight, dispelling the mist and illuminating the void not far away.

Hovering in the dark are 'thorns'.

It is thinking, it is love and hate, it is what gives life to everything in this world.

This is the first time Xi Di saw the body of 'thorn'.

People put their imaginations on the thorns, calling it malice, and describing it as a hideous and venomous creature, but in fact its individual is not huge, it is just very long, with thick wrists, and the whole body is black, coiled together.

It seemed that a circle of unknown size was formed around the two of them, enclosing them inside.

It looked like the tattoo on Bryce's neck, the spines were long and, from a botanical point of view, beautiful.

Sidi broke free from Bryce's embrace, followed the guidance of the ball of light, and came to the thorns.

...the thing is alive.

It has life, but I don't know if it has sense organs and eyes. In short, the slender vines lifted up when the boy approached, as if they wanted to touch his skin, and when the slender thorns were about to touch the boy stopped before.

Sidi looked back at Brace.

Brice just stood where he was. Although he was facing this way, the light was too dim, so he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Only the smile on the corner of his lips was clearly visible.

like encouragement? ...or vaguely seductive.

Sidi glanced at him, turned and put her fingers tentatively on the thorns of the thorns.Human skin is fragile, blood was immediately pricked from his fingertips, a drop of blood slid down the long thorns, and was quickly absorbed by the thorns, never to be seen again.

The thorns got Xidi's blood, so they trembled with joy. With the slight shock of the whole space, even the white mist was blown away, and it was pulled into a large illusory piece, which was unprecedentedly thin.

There seemed to be a satisfied sigh coming from the darkness in all directions.

The thorns seemed to have received some kind of answer, and they circled around densely, being very careful not to scratch the young man too badly with their thorns, sticking to him and then circling him, sending the thinnest part of the thorns to his body. into his hands.

Xidi touched it, and Thorn was obviously much happier, like a puppy that has only been praised, becoming more and more attentive.

Brice walked behind him: "Guess what was originally surrounded by this circle?"

Xidi has a new pet and is having fun with the thorns surrounding her. She is very unwilling to be disturbed by him, so she pushes him away perfunctorily: "Rose, what else can it be?"

The only living things that can stay here are roses and thorns. The answer is obvious, so there is no need to guess.

Brace: "Don't you want to know where the rose is?"

Sheedy didn't want to, not interested at all.

Brice didn't say much, just mentioned this sentence, standing behind the child, watching him play with the thorns.

But after all, thorns are just a bunch of plants, which can provide Xidi with limited fun. Xidi likes the new and dislikes the old very much, and after tossing with the thorns for a while, she finds it boring.

He pushed the thorn away with two fingers, and hung himself on Brace instead, biting his ear, and asked him, "Is there anything else here?"

Bryce: "No more."

Xidi decided decisively: "Go back."

Brace: "Have you played enough?"

Sheedy: "Enough is enough."

Thorn looked a little aggrieved, and wandered not far away. Hearing Xidi's words, he drooped his head depressedly.

Brice said softly: "Then I will take you back to the ground?"

Sidi: "Okay, let's go."

The two of them asked and answered, chatted the same, and their attitude was very normal.Only the thorns were seriously dissatisfied. Hearing that Xidi was about to leave, his body suddenly rose up, erected from all directions, and quickly and silently weaved a huge cage on top of the two of them.

It looks like a birdcage, with narrow gaps and dense spikes standing upright. It looks quite sinister.

Brice just smiled, looked up, and said softly: "It seems that it doesn't really want you to leave."

Xi Di didn't care so much, and pushed him hummingly: "Isn't it all you?"

Bryce is the thorn, and all the actions of that thing obey his command, and there is no independent thought at all.

It's him who is kissing Xi Di, why is he pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?

Brace: "Well, it's me."

It was he who didn't want Sheedy to leave.

The thorns have guarded the rose under the abyss for thousands of years.

Now it's hard to keep Rose to take the initiative to throw him into prison, how can he be willing to let him go immediately?

Thorns is a projection of this Bryce idea.

Bryce kissed Sidi on the forehead, brushed his hair on the side of his face, and asked him, "Are you afraid?"

Sidi stared at him, with a small ring of gold around the edge of the eye, which could not be seen without looking closely.

This means that the child has no fear at all.

The cage of thorns surrounding the two of them retreated slowly, coiled themselves into a circle far away, and stopped moving.

Xi Di looked around and asked him cheerfully, "Are you really letting me go?"

Bruce: "What?"

Xidi touched the mole at the corner of his eye and said bluntly: "You want to lock me up."

Brice's eyelashes trembled, his beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle, and he didn't look at him: "Yes."

It was a joy to admit.

Xi Di: "Then why take it back?"

This is the territory of thorns, and the former glory of Rose is no longer there. If Brice doesn't want to let him out of the cage, Xidi can't find a way to resist anyway.

Let him go, it will not be because Brice suddenly softens.

Xidi asked warily, "You don't like me anymore?"

"Please don't make such a joke." Brace said softly, "It's just that if I really locked you here, would you be willing?"

Xidi thought about it carefully: "...I don't know."

He had never tried this before, and he didn't know if he would resist.

The child made a suggestion with an experimental spirit: "Why don't you try it?"

Bruce didn't speak.

He seemed to have thought about this proposal very seriously, and finally shook his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, I don't think there is any need to do this."

Xidi was not surprised either, and tilted her head: "Then let's go."

He still didn't forget to say goodbye to the thorn. He walked up to the thorn and touched one of its thorns: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

Think about it, and solemnly promise: "I'll come back to see you later."

The thorns were obviously unhappy, and reluctantly wrapped them around his waist a few times, but before they were tightly wrapped, Brice carried them and threw them aside.

Brice asked him, "Where do you want to go when you return to the mainland?"

Xi Di answered confidently: "I don't know."

He added, "Anywhere is fine, you decide."

Bryce had expected it a long time ago, so he smiled and wrapped the child in his arms, and the dark purple light of the teleportation circle lit up under the two of them.

Why hesitate?

The whole continent is his cage, and he keeps his roses in it.

There is no need to rush for a while, they still have a long time left.

Everything in the past is a prologue.

The author says:

"What's past is prologue" (What'spastisprologue): from Shakespeare's The Tempest.

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The nursery rhyme is officially over, there is no extra in this article, what you can see here is all, and there should be no more in the future.

Many things don’t need to be said so clearly—the nursery rhyme is such an article.

There is no outline for this article, and the whole process was made up on the spot. It is still a bit difficult to make up nonsense. I was wrong, and I will dare to do it in the future. (etc

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