[Zhongyingmei] Small vase

The moment the shards of glass flew over, Steve rushed over and crushed Abby under him.

"...Steve?"

After being dazed for two seconds, Abby struggled her head out of her broad embrace, looking anxiously up and down with her eyes.

The crowd was in total disarray, with screaming and chaotic footsteps everywhere.

"I'm fine." Steve pressed her flailing hand and gave it a light shake.He glanced at the terrain quickly, and said without doubt, "Abby, listen to me now. You follow the flow of people and leave here through the left passage, as fast as possible."

The passage on the right has been blocked by two young men with guns.Dark-skinned and tall, they guarded the exit, and they were the source of the disaster.

Captain America has to deal with them.

Abby pursed her lips, looking to Steve like a bird soaked in a rainstorm:

"Steve..."

There was something else in her eyes other than fear.Time was too tight, and Captain America didn't have time to tell, so he could only suppress his emotions, and gently touched her forehead with his own.As if to give her strength.

"Be obedient." He pushed her to the left aisle, "follow them and step on them carefully. I promise we will all be safe. Okay?"

He repeated the promise, tirelessly: "I promise you."

Abby couldn't hold him back, and watched as his sleeve slipped out of her palm and disappeared quickly into the crowd.

There were screams and yells everywhere, and Abby stood her ground against the throng of people.

A gap gradually appeared around her, and she stood abruptly like a rock.

Flashing past Neville's letter, the eyeball necklace, and the dancing figure on the note, Abby took a deep breath, as if taking all the courage in the world into her lungs.

This is very wrong, but she has only one thought now.

She needs that hellebore.

Hellebores are everywhere, but golden hellebores are rare.If she misses this tree, she doesn't know how many years she will have to search all over the world.

It was so readily available that she couldn't afford to lose it.

Abby pulled her wand out of her pocket and held it in her hand.She ran in the exact opposite direction to the left aisle.

……

Lots are lined up and placed backstage to await packaging.

Abby found the one she wanted easily.She took off the flannelette and opened the glass cover for the exhibition.

Devil vines are dark, twisted, and squirm with life.As soon as Abby's hand reached out, they chased after them like wolves that smelled meat.

Abby held her wand against them and whispered, "Fire is raging."

Abby had seen that the normal "blazing fire" spells, when they were spoken, were enough to start a prairie fire.But unfortunately, as a magic waste, she rarely uttered normal spells.

Therefore, the power of "blazing flames" is pitifully small, once the spell is released, clusters of dangling flames will fall on the unformed devil vine.

Devil vines are afraid of fire, and the vines began to wave and struggle crazily.

Under Abby's nervous gaze, it gradually revealed its inner core.The group of golden buds seemed to be still sleeping.But Abby knows what it looks like better than anyone.

"Stop the curse."

With a tap of the wand on the flaming devil vine, the flame died down.The exposed gap was not closed, and Abby peeled off the vine with her hands.

Just when her fingers were about to touch the devil vine, the surrounding air suddenly fluctuated, and she stretched out a pale, clean hand with distinct bones.

Abby didn't even know where it was sticking out of.Seems to appear out of nowhere.

The owner of the hand was one step ahead of her, and easily held the flower bud in his palm.

Abby turned her head away.

What matched his hand was his face.That face is really young and handsome, handsome to the point of delicate.The most impressive thing is the eyes.If the eyes of the Winter Soldier are the rime forest in the cold weather, then his eyes are spring.The newborn emerald green is reflected in the pupils.

The fly in the ointment is that a small half of such a handsome face is covered by a shiny golden helmet, and there are two long horns protruding from the helmet, which looks a bit funny.

Abby: "..."

She was still thinking about his two ivory-like curved corners, and the person who took the flower twisted his thin lips, showing a sneering expression unceremoniously.

"Evil, why is there a flower blooming on the top of your head?" His eyes seemed not to want to stay on her head for a second, "The taste of mortals really deteriorates every day, and I never let me down."

Abby went "…" again.

She was dazed, and hurriedly touched the top of her hair.As a result, I only touched a small flower that burst.

Maybe it was because of the urgent situation just now, the crowd squeezed her hat away.

She quickly took off the rowan that was holding her head, and stuffed it into her pocket.

The black-haired and blue-eyed man looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

Now is not the time to worry about blooming or not.Abby stretched out her hand to the man bluntly:

"Well, can you give me back the flowers in your hand?"

"return?"

The man chews on the word.

"Yeah," Abby explained to him earnestly. "It's me... it's a flower my friend gave me. We got it at the auction—"

"Have you paid?"

The man interrupted her suddenly.Speaks like an aria, every word sings.

Abby thought back and, uh...

Did not have time.

She was honest and shook her head.

The man stared at her for three seconds, and suddenly burst into a clear and bright laugh.Abby was taken aback by him and stared at him in complete bewilderment.

He laughed for nearly a minute before he straightened his lips and covered his smile with the back of his fair hand.

"My God, this is--so much fun, ma'am."

The words that followed were not polite at all: "Well, now that I have it, it is mine."

... Bandit logic!

She looks so good-looking, I didn't expect to be a robber!

Abby got a little annoyed and bit her lower lip.

"Don't look at me with this expression, beauty." He took two steps frivolously, trying to get close to her ear, but was avoided by Abby, "I have to admit, you are the more intelligent one among ants, I was still thinking about how to get it out."

He sneered: "Your little stick is better than those rough killing moves."

He saw it.

At this moment, Abby was not panicked, but strangely calm.She gazed down from his face, gazing at the flower.

"I'm sorry." She said sorry softly, in a familiar British accent, "but I must have it."

She rarely said such absolute words, but this time she said it without hesitation and decisively.

The man showed a mocking smile again, and he said softly: "Then, you can come and try."

The moment his voice fell, Abby took out her wand, and at the same time, the man holding the flower suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Abby was startled.

"Ta-da—" There was a chill on the back of the neck, as if being entangled by a poisonous snake, "Let's play a little game."

Abby turned around and almost swallowed her tongue in fright.

There are ten or a hundred black-haired and blue-eyed men standing behind them, and the number is still increasing.Each man holds a flower in his hand, and each man has a malicious smile on his face.

Abby didn't hesitate at all, and the wand clicked one of the countless ones:

"Passed out."

The spell missed, and the man turned slightly to avoid the attack.

At the same time, all the transformed illusions disappeared in the air like a broken mirror.

"Oh, I like you—" he said "like" like biting something hard, "how did you do that?"

His green eyes were full of interest.

Abby just looked at his palm: "I recognize that flower."

She just recognized the flower.The scooter was stirring in her pocket, just like her heart at the moment.A real hellebore can guide her.

"Good."

He smiled again.The silver light of the dagger leaked from the palm of his hand.

The moment the dagger stabbed straight at her eyes, before Abby could pronounce her defensive spell, the whole building shook violently, and her whole body spun, and she soared into the sky.

Abby looked down blankly.At the same time, the dagger that hit her fell to the ground with a clang.

What happened?

She seemed to be grabbed by the collar, and she was in the air now.She turned her head with difficulty-to be honest, this movement is not easy to do when the collar is pulled-

Then she saw the face of a very sunny, blond man with big breasts.

Feeling her looking at him, he also showed her a reassuring smile.

There is an inexplicable... honesty in the smile.

Abby: "..."

She landed quickly, the blond man shook his red cloak, his gesture of holding her was not polite, but his movement of putting her down was deliberately gentle.It's like putting a plush toy.

The strength is still too great. The "plush toy" Abby was pressed by him and sat down on the ground.

Abby: "..."

Then she heard the blond man "Boom Boom Boom", his voice was as loud as thunder and suddenly exploded:

"Loki!!!—"

Abby was so close to him that she almost rolled on the spot in fright.

The man called "Rocky" turned his head and muttered.

Then he turned his face and showed a skillful smile:

"I'm here, brother."

Loki's brother whirled the hammer, looking eager to hit his brother's handsome head.

He continued to reprimand loudly: "You promised me that I would not do anything wrong on Earth—! I don't always have the patience to clean up the mess you left behind!"

Loki seemed to be listening patiently, and suddenly he showed an overly sweet expression.

How to say this expression, very, very hypocritical.

He appealed in a tooth-piercing tone:

"My brother, I am but a poor god implicated by jewel robbers. I did not cause the riots here."

"I didn't come to Earth to make trouble, on the contrary, I just wanted to find a gift for you."

As he said, he presented the golden flower bud he was holding in his hand to his elder brother.

wait wait wait?

Abby watched helplessly as the big blond man who had been aggressive just now slowly dwindled like a punctured tire.With a smirk, he became silly and limp, very talkative.

"Oh, brother..."

The eyes he stared at Loki also turned into a puddle of water, as if the brown bear saw its beloved corn.

The arc of Loki's lips widened, and his smile gradually became sly:

"Look, if you want it to bloom, all you have to do is gently, stroke the outside of the bud three times."

etc!no--! !

Abby lunged forward.However, it was too late to stop, Loki's brother had already reached out and took the flower.

"One, two,—"

Rocky's voice is as soft as a single mother who persuades her baby to blow out the candles.

The moment Thor's hand touched the flower bud, the hellebore suddenly seemed to be startled, and sneezed earth-shatteringly!

"Boom——!!!"

The whole flower exploded.

The author has something to say:

Jimei: Brother, look, I will send you fafa.

Brother Hammer: quq

Jimei: Fafa can turn into magic!Look, one, two, three!

boom! Fafa exploded!

Hammer brother: mmp

ps no timeline