[Pokémon + Jewel Country] Miss Stone and Mr. Stone

※Because it has been a long time, you may have forgotten many details in the previous chapter. It is recommended to consume them together for better effects.The following text:

Finding white opal is not that easy.Although they were once so close, White Opal rarely mentioned her hobbies, habits, etc. to her when they got along. They almost always discussed things about Pink Opal - comforting her who was ridiculed and excluded, and praising her beauty and gentleness. Colors, and clichés about the "Arrow of Cupid."

Pink Opal had no idea where White Opal would go, and could only sense the fluctuations of White Opal and run in the direction she left.The stronger the gemstone is, the more obvious the fluctuations will be, and the more distinctive it will be, which is related to the magnetic field of the gemstone.But Pink Opal's fluctuations are very weak and can be completely hidden by slowing down her breathing. This is why Black and White Opal didn't notice her just now.

So now, Opal is running in the general direction of the wave. The sound of "da da" echoes in the ears, with a frequency of three times per second, repeating mechanically like a metronome beating the rhythm of a waltz, but there is no beautiful music or cheerful dance, only the reckless Alice chasing in the endless corridors. Following in Mr. Rabbit's footsteps.

She walked through the corridor, passed the stairs, rushed out of the side door, crossed the garden, and came to a place she rarely set foot on.This is a calf-high grassland, with endless green filling the field of vision. The green sways with the breeze, forming beautiful waves.

White Opal was standing on a small slope in the distance, facing Pink Opal. She could only see her raising her head and squinting at the sky.The clouds in the sky she was looking at moved slowly, covering less than half of the sun, making the dark clouds appear thicker and more mysterious.

Pink Opal stood there and looked at her for a while.The violent exercise made her breathless for a moment, but even so, she didn't want to lower her head and hold her knees to make herself more comfortable. She preferred to just look at White Opal greedily.The originally unobvious fluctuations spread to the surroundings due to her violent breathing. Bai Opal quickly discovered her and turned to smile at her. The wind playfully ruffled her long hair. She raised her left hand to tie the hair behind her ear. .

White Opal always says she is beautiful, but White Opal is not the same.The similar face becomes brighter with more confidence, and when she smiles, her long milky white hair changes color even more brilliantly, and for a time is more dazzling than the half-blocked sunlight. Of course, this may be the psychological effect of Pink Opal.

Pink Opal heard her own heart beating like a drum, her muscles couldn't stop shaking, and her cells screamed for her to stop moving, but Pink Opal completely ignored her poor body, and her brain gave ruthless instructions—— Run over and get to White Opal!

Her sore limbs protested, and Pink Opal almost fell down due to weak legs several times, but she still raised her head and stared at White Opal.Relying on inertia and will to adjust her body shape and continue to move forward at a high speed, the blades of grass quickly cut across her calves, forming tiny scratches.

Finally, the dark cloud successfully swallowed up the light. In the dark world, the bright color of the white opal appeared particularly eye-catching, just like lighting up the inner world of the helpless pink opal countless times, making her involuntarily get closer.But the fear rising in her heart made her realize that the trial was coming. Looking at Bai Opal who had no reaction, her heart almost stopped beating.

Shimi: Hurry up!Hurry up!It's too late!I have to hurry up!

Bami: Don’t be stunned, Bai Opal!Get out of there!

Wu Mi: Please, no!

Sanmi: Great!Caught up!

Lingmi: We really look like fools...

With a "touch", White Opal was thrown to the ground, followed by a spear that penetrated Pink Opal's body.The golden weapon came through the air, like Phoebus's divine arrow, with unstoppable power and momentum, piercing her internal organs and limbs.

Before she died, Pink Opal was still thinking: So the trial is like this, but it’s really great to catch up.

Pink Opal tried to raise the corners of her mouth, but her untrained face could not make a smile as beautiful as White Opal's. The cracked traces extended to her face, and the debris fell bit by bit on Bai Opal's wide-eyed eyes. Opal's face.

Run away, White Opal.bye, good night.

Pink Opal no longer had the strength to maintain her smile. She closed her eyes and quietly and submissively allowed Yue Ren's long hook to lift her fragmented body away from her White Opal.

This is what the so-called trial is all about.The person whose life may be in danger is not her, but White Opal.No one could predict this attack, except Pink Opal.

Speaking of which, White Opal standing stupidly waiting for her to come is really cute, but she doesn't look very smart after running out of breath.If White Opal faced this unexpected blow, could it avoid it?Although she is very strong, she probably can't do it, right?Can this be considered as her finally saving Bai Opal?But it was to save herself. If something happened to Bai Opal, she wouldn't be able to survive. It's okay, it's okay.

There are layers upon layers of moon people behind you, and the 800 million gods who came to the world are nothing more than this. Escape is the right choice.The pink opal opened its tired eyes slightly in the air. The dark clouds had dispersed at some point, and the green waves under the sun were still full of vitality. They did not look like they were bullying others just now. They returned to their previous gentleness and softness. They were no longer visible on the small slopes. The figure of white opal seemed to mean that her prayer had succeeded, she thought.

Now, did you know that in addition to "friendship", the flower language of yellow roses also means "jealousy".I hope I'm overthinking it, but what you really want to say is "apologize."The flower language of pink roses is "I like your bright smile".

I am grateful to you for standing in front of me and confronting other opals.I didn’t expect that someone would actually stand up and make enemies for someone like me, a hopeless person who knows it’s useless but still prays, “God, please save me.”So, from then on, you are my god.

So, at the end, please allow your devout believer to offer you everything she has.

White Opal escaped.In that situation, her reason made the most correct judgment and drove her body away from there.But she left Pink Opal there, the child who was many times weaker than her, who liked to follow her with deer-like eyes of reverence and joy, the child who regarded her as someone with impure motives from the beginning. Pink opal from all over the world.

White Opal ran back to the territory of the Opal clan, looking for other Opals.She walked through the garden, rushed into the side door, passed the stairs, walked through the corridor, and came to the lobby.She was dizzy from the strenuous exercise and couldn't help but hold her head while holding on to the marble pillar while panting. The sharp stinging sensation in her hand made her consciousness, which was chaotic due to lack of oxygen, return slightly.When she moved her hand away, she realized that the angular face she had just touched unconsciously was an ugly pink rose, just like a broken pink opal.

"What a fool." She said this with a cry in her voice.But the next second, she said again: "It seems that I am too." She had no time to think about the meaning of the appearance of this pink rose. She had to find someone else to inform the moon people about the invasion.So she took another step and didn't stop for it.

People can really see the revolving door when they are about to die.Colorful memories extend out of the body in the form of film, and the colors gradually return from vivid to black and white. After the memories of a lifetime are played back, there is a brand new blank film.The God of Death harvested these memories with a black scythe, and took the soul out of the body together. The remaining blank film was taken back to the soul body, and the soul once again became a brand new individual, reincarnated.

But the situation here in Pink Opal is a little different. The film that cannot be seen by other gems and moon people is indeed pouring out of the body, and the color is also fading and dim.The God of Death who was waiting on the side held the sickle and tossed the dry apple in his hand in boredom. However, before all the films were released, the body of the film that was released - Pink Opal himself suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Both the moon man and the god of death were shocked.The Moon Man began to frantically search for Opal's body, and the God of Death with soul sensing knew that Pink Opal no longer existed in this world.The rule of the Death God Realm is that it is not allowed to interfere with life forms outside the world it governs, so even if Opal survives and lives in other worlds, it has nothing to do with him.He threw down the apple in disappointment, crossed out a name on the displayed book, turned around and flew away.From now on, Pink Opal will no longer exist in the world of gem people.

On the other side, Opal, who passed the trial, slowly woke up in Dawu's arms.The mental impact of the ancient fantasy beast, coupled with Opal's bad state after escaping from the death scythe, gave her a splitting headache.In his blurry eyes, he could still vaguely see the black and white film being sucked back into his body, which was lying flat on his back. As a result, the memories related to the trial slowly became clearer.

The Mega stone emits a faint light, and the orb that has been sacrificed for thousands of years naturally has some spirituality and strange power to calm people's hearts, helping to relieve Opal's headache.After a while, Opal's condition eased a lot, and she noticed the fact that she was lying on Dawu's lap.

No kiss to be continued

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