[magic flute magi] evil female dancer

"Long time no see, I am Salome who can kill with eyes."

For Salome, the farewell to Beato was still yesterday, but for Beato, this was the meeting after three months.They didn't even hold out hope that Salome would come back alive.Beato's eyes blinked, but her lips did not move. After a while, she embraced her with tears in her eyes: "My dear friend, you are finally back, God bless you."

"My fate is hard and I don't need God's blessing." Salome hugged this kind beauty, "Master has blessed me."

These words were enough to shake Beato again, her wet eyelashes trembling, and a pair of tearful eyes poked out from Salome's arms.Tian didn't know how distressed Salome was at this moment. She thought that if she was a man, she would quickly marry Beato and bring her home to raise her in captivity.

Beato is the most pleasant image of a weak girl in the minds of many men. In the past three months, not only has Kasim grown to be able to be independent, but even the atmosphere of Beato has changed.She was supposed to be the type to be loved by men without taking off her clothes like Salome, but now she seems to be forced by life to work hard, and finally knows how to surrender to fate and pay off.

She has become thinner, she is tanned, and her flat brows have lost their childishness, making them appear gentle as water.

In order to hide the urge to turn acid in her nose, Salome deliberately made herself laugh and tease, so heartless: "Time is really a butcher's knife, baby."

"...Honey, I forgot that you can use words as a knife."

"Haha, it's a lot of fun."

A pair of close friends who have been side by side for many years finally have the opportunity to talk face to face.The clever Beato made Cassim sit in Salome's arms, and she told the story in her usual soft voice like a spring. Kassim put his little hand into Salome's palm, and she was like Holding a Dinghaishen needle can effectively drive away the inner turmoil, but of course the surface is still lazy.

Not long after Salome left, Rilu died of illness, Ali Baba's mother was ill, and soon passed away, the dance troupe couldn't hold on anymore, and Beato would be able to find someone to raise the little one They were all sent away, and they returned to the slums to settle down with Kasim and the remaining few friends.

She narrated in such a steady voice, as usual as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.Indeed, when the god of death came to take people in person, no one could stop him.

Finally, while lowering her gaze, Beato mentioned Ali Baba.

Alibaba's full name is Alibaba Sharja, and his real identity is the king's illegitimate son.Perhaps it was because of Ali Baba’s mother’s last wish, or because the king never forgot his old love, or because most of the current princes were unsatisfactory. Ali Baba bid farewell to civilian life and was taken into the palace by the king to receive various courses and training. .Of course he was reluctant to part with Beato and Kasim, but the little Ali Baba finally recognized it himself, because he wanted to see more new things, in order to protect his mother like a real man in the future!

This time, it was originally Kassim who was holding Salome, but now it was the other way around, and it was Salome who was holding Kassim.

Naturally, Salome was as happy for Ali Baba as Beato, but to little Cassim, it still had a tinge of cruelty. He was obviously happy for him, but he still showed a sad expression.

After saying this, Beato got up to prepare the juice, and then it was Salome's turn to explain the experience in the labyrinth.

Since most of the things seen and heard in the labyrinth are beyond the scope of common sense, it is not easy to explain clearly, so I only talked about it in general. Beato seems to think that as long as Salome comes back, it will be fine. So there is no objection to this description of the maze.

Salome told Beato the story of Agnes and Sinbad. Beato's eyes became brighter and her cheeks were pink and cute. She was still the little girl who loved to listen to love stories.

"There is such a coincidence! Salome! You are indeed blessed by God!"

"Hmph, naive, I think it's more or less a bad fate." Salome sneered.

"But he promised you to eradicate the sand thieves, didn't he? You used to say all day long that you wanted revenge, and now you can finally take revenge."

This is indeed true, but Salome always has a steelyard in her heart.Beato felt that Lord Sinbad had a lot of people, and Salome knew the reason behind it. She uses Sinbad for revenge.

Although these aspects are more sensitive to Salome, Beato still has an unexpectedly delicate side.

"Are you coming back?"

This is what Beato said when the two said goodbye again, which really surprised Salome. She turned her head with wide eyes: "Of course! My dear, how can I not miss you? I will finish my work first." All I can think of is to come back and see you!"

"Salome, don't come back."

"Why?" Salome turned around again, trying to see the confusing and flickering light in Beato's eyes.She turned her back from the light, a thin shadow cast over her face.

"The dance troupe will continue, won't it? Master has many grand dreams that have yet to be realized."

"Why take the words of a menopausal old woman seriously."

"But the dance company can't just disappear like this, Salome, remember what you said to me before? We are women after all, and we will work under whoever has the most power."

"Then you have to follow me."

"Look at me now, I find that coarse clothes are much more comfortable to wear than dance clothes, and I have to take care of Kasim and a few little guys, so I can't leave."

Salome's sharp eyes were about to flick, Beato grabbed her sleeves quickly, "Don't get angry with Kasim, you love him so much, be careful that he hates you, you will have no good results eat."

"But you clearly know that I'm not good at this kind of occasion." Salome smiled bitterly at the corner of her mouth.

"What are you talking about? On the contrary, you are the best at it. Don't you have little experience? These years have been ups and downs, and I still don't know you? Give me some face, we even have a tacit understanding But it can’t be gone.”

Hearing this, Salome chuckled and was amused.She turned around and stopped after taking a few steps, raising her usual lazy voice.

"Think about me more, don't always pay attention to that kid next to you, I will be jealous."

"Okay, okay—it's up to you."

On the way back, she took a detour, and when she got back to the hotel, the night was already hanging in the sky, and the hammer of reassurance in Salome's heart hadn't sounded yet, but she knew it would be unwise to be late at this time.Back in the room, there was no one there, only a small flower umbrella on the table.

She approached slowly, picked up the umbrella and took a closer look, and soon laughed out loud—the umbrella that Agnes often used when dancing!

It seems that the purple-haired guy is not bad, he actually knew to leave such a good token for her, and Salome couldn't put it down when the umbrella was in her hands.

At this moment, Salome caught a glimpse of a bunch of purple hair protruding from the corner of the window.

She quickly moved to the window and opened it, took a deep breath of the air outside the window, "Are you there?!"

"roof!"

"Pick me up!"

Sinbad smiled slightly, unmoved, and made it clear that he wanted to tease her, "Come up by yourself! Also, today's starlight is beautiful!"

"..."

There was silence for a full half a minute, resulting in Sinbad having to change his posture to watch the movement in the room below, but he couldn't see the people in the room.When he turned his head to look around in doubt, a "behind" caught all his small movements and attention.

He looked back suddenly, and saw Salome holding a flower umbrella in one hand, falling steadily from the sky, her belt fluttering in the wind, and her long black hair like soaked in ink waving and blending into the background night. A cloud fell to the roof.

"Oh, I thought I was performing magic." Salome looked at the umbrella in her hand with surprise.

When Sinbad came up, Salome didn't know why he had a very pleased expression.

"It's all a gift from me, are you happy?"

"Playing tricks. I'm not happy." Salome had a point in her heart, but she didn't point it out. She took a few steps closer to him, poked his slender finger on his chest, and gave him a look that seemed to be teasing and thankful.

Sinbad just smiled and said nothing.

"Such a beautiful moonlight, my lord did not drink." Salome said and sat beside Sinbad.

"If it's not about business, I'd like to drink too." Sinbad's lips curled up, and his thick eyebrows raised, "Or, do you want me to drink? Then steal the metal utensils from me again?"

Salome was still smiling when she heard the first two sentences, but the last sentence made her face suddenly cool down. Instead of avoiding Sinbad's provocation, she went up to him, "No, I won't steal your metal!" Utensils, metal utensils are boring, this time I will steal..."

She touched the heart of Sinbad's chest with one finger, and drew a virtual circle, "Here."

"Hahaha. The ambition is too big, so be careful to reap the consequences." Sinbad laughed as if hearing something interesting, "But I don't hate it, so you can try it if you are not afraid."

"Do you want to try your undisturbed kingly attitude?"

"No——" Sinbad said leaning forward and pressing down, directly imprisoning Salome in his own projection, those eyes with their backs to the moonlight emitting a deep light, "Try yourself if you can stick to your original position." Heart."

Salome's tight strings sounded an alarm, but she couldn't just push the man away rudely, so she half pushed and half sat up again, laughing and laughing: "I didn't expect Mrs. Sinbad to be so funny, my little one." The woman is just a joke, don't take it to heart, my lord."

Sinbad changed to a comfortable position and lay on his arms, ignored Salome's polite words, and cut straight to the point: "Get down to business. Pack up your luggage and go back to the palace with me tomorrow. This is the umbrella I gave you." Conditions that cannot be refused."

The author has something to say:

Well, the umbrella is Salome's genital device, which comes from Crossel in Sinbad's Raiders

The "back to the palace" here refers to returning to the palace of Barbad. At this time, there is no Kingdom of Sindeliya→→Sinbad is going to use the heroine again to give the heroine some wax

I don’t know how many people read the magic flute in JJ. If you support it, please leave a message to give me some motivation, thank you