Righteous Angry Hunting Demon

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"Do I have a gift? Can I exchange my song for something else? For example, cash, even some kind of snacks?" Erjiv said with a playful smile.

"People who haven't received art education can't understand it. Some songs are more valuable than gold..." Dylan shook his head slightly, as if he was despising Woerjiv.

"And those who eat three meals a day and sleep on silk sheets all their lives will not realize that sometimes a crust of bread is worth more than gold." Woerjiv retorted.

It's just that Alanka ignored Voljiv's nagging and continued singing.

Lin Yun shrugged his shoulders slightly, and then stopped these guys' childish behavior, "Okay, show some respect."

"Isn't it good to listen quietly?" Nero also frowned slightly.

Hunyuan on one side was also sitting on the chair on the other side, listening to the singing quietly. Here, if he took out the suona, it would be a little suspected of messing up the scene, so Hunyuan thought it would be better to just close your eyes and listen. up.

Alanka continued to chant, which sounded very elegant, but it was more like calling for something.

But at this moment, let Sedum, no, it should be said that Black Blade behind Sedum, Solanum nigrum sang along with him.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of light flashed on Sedum's body, wrapping Sedum in it.

When the music died down, Sedum found himself in a place that looked nothing like the ruins of Cannabury.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, he closed his eyes in one world, and when he opened them again, he was already in another completely different world.

This new world was shrouded in a faint twilight, with strands of moonlight piercing the darkness. Sedum stood in a shallow stream with gurgling water deep in the forest, and there was no one around.

No, no, at some point, standing beside him, a young and beautiful girl in a blue dress, with long black hair falling on her shoulders, looks so beautiful.

"You are..." Sedum blinked her eyes.

"It's me, brother, I'm Solanum nigrum." In surprise, the girl with tears in her eyes threw herself on Sedum in disbelief.

The weak chicken Sedum with only 10 points of strength was caught off guard and was almost thrown to the ground.

"Dragon... Solanum nigrum?" Sedum was a little confused.

Although it is said that according to his "setting", his black blade demon sword does have a soul named nightshade, but there is no setting, and it will appear under such circumstances.

"Yes, brother, it's me." Solanum nigrum cried and smiled, leaning against Sedum's body.

"Uh, wait, wait, at this time, shouldn't you be clear about the surrounding situation?" Facing such a beautiful girl, leaning so close to him, it was like the real Sedum was facing her for the first time. Solanum nigrum, so shy.

Then quickly pushed the nightshade away and said.

"Ah, I'm really sorry, brother, I don't care about the environment too much." Seeing the behavior of such a straight man, Solanum nigrum showed a look of silence in his eyes, but he still said with a smile.

At this moment, Sedum and Solanum nigrum looked around, the garlands of unfamiliar climbing plants were wrapped around the trunk of the giant tree, and the vines hanging from the branches were woven into something that looked very much like a swing.

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There is a fragrant carpet of grass at the roots, here and there dotted with clumps of fluorescent moss and lichen.

On the river bed where Sedum and Solanum nigrum stood, there were scattered some strange small stones with a surface as smooth as a mirror.

These stones received the light from the sky and became silvery, making this ordinary stream look like a dark stream carrying the stars in the night.

Sedum was sure he had never been to this place, but it all felt so familiar.

This is not the manifestation of a dream or fantasy, but a special way of seeing the world that only children have.

When a gleam of light reflected in glass becomes a falling star, when an oddly shaped stone can become a striking work of art, when every shadow and twist in a path hides a secret or uncanny adventure. . . . Just one glance at the wooded stream brought the feeling back to me again.

Sedum realizes this. . . .

Sedum walks unhurriedly along a playfully winding stream through a silent forest.

This place brings a strange feeling. . . . No, it cannot be said to be calm, in fact quite the opposite. . . . It's a pulsating feeling, like anticipating an incredible discovery or an unexpected encounter.

However, looking at Sedum's behavior, Solanum nigrum exclaimed, "Brother."

However, Jing Tian didn't pay attention to it, and when Jing Tian went around the next bend, the unexpected encounter really happened.

The stream dotted with starlight stones gurgled away, and the swing began to move slowly, rising into the sky in an arc, and then descending steadily. What lies behind the pleasure this simple pastime brings to mortals?

Is it the feeling of weightlessness, or the desire to be free and fly? Whatever it was, Sedum soon realized that he was no longer "alone".

Doubt buries whims, but is also a shield against tricks.

Could all this be part of some cunning plan? If so, where is the mastermind behind it?

. . . . They don't try to hide, but get closer, they tread lightly on the moss carpet, jump from branch to branch, or dance in the air.

These creatures are so peculiar that they seem to have been deliberately conceived to test the sanity of every taxonomist on the planet. One of them has fluttering butterfly wings on its back, another has the tails of more than a dozen different animals, and the third has hair made of water, its feet have been replaced with hooves, and its skin is covered with tender green clover.

"We have guests," exclaimed one of the strange creatures.

Immediately afterwards it ran along the stream, splashing water silvered by the moonlight with every step.

"Where is this?" Sedum came back to his senses a little bit and asked subconsciously.

"Don't you know where you are?" the creature asked in amazement, "There are planes of shocking beauty in the universe, and there are also planes full of miracles and inconceivable planes, but only Elysium is caused by the desire for beauty. Weaved with the belief of miracles. You are now in it, a free plane, the most peaceful and most wonderful corner."

"...Then who are you?" Sedum was silent for a moment, then asked.

"Wait, I won't let you guys hurt my brother." At this moment, Solanum nigrum rushed in and blocked Sedum.

"Hehe, don't worry, we won't hurt him. We are spirit messengers and sons of freedom." One of the creatures looked at nightshade and just smiled, then casually hung on the branch and said, "This The forest is our home...today it is. Tomorrow our home may be a lake a hundred miles to the south, or an underground cave in the blue ocean, or a city of clouds that will dissipate in the dawn breeze."

"Then how did I come here." Sedum frowned slightly and looked around.

"We don't know how you got here," said a creature with a dozen tails, smiling. "Many mortals never go to Elysium in their lives. But you did, so what's the point?" You brought this here. Something deep in your soul. If you didn't have a spark of freedom, longing and compassion in your soul, there's absolutely no way you'd find your way here."

"Freedom, longing, sympathy?" Sedum's eyes were blurred.

The reason why he imitated Sedum is because he likes the kind of sword fairy, roaming between heaven and earth, for freedom, for justice.

However, if it is just a sword fairy, then there are undoubtedly many imitators.

For example, a guy who is dressed in white but has been beaten all the time.

It can be said that he pretended to be the most handsome, but he was beaten the most viciously.

but. . . . . That was too far away for him, he was just like the original Sedum, greedy for petty gains, daydreaming every day, and now. . . . . It's like a real daydream.

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"I want to go back, maybe they need me." Sedum raised her head and said.

The creature with butterfly wings has remained silent so far. He took a serious look at the visitor and nodded to himself: "I smell the flames, blood and tears where you came from. They are all stained on your body." .”

"There is nothing wrong with you not wanting to turn a blind eye to the suffering of those you leave behind. None of us children of Elysium would do such a thing. Go back and be a guardian against evil and strife. Your path is right ’ said the creature whose skin was covered with clover.

"However, do you want to take something from this place as a souvenir?" The creature with a dozen tails said with a smile.

This question hangs in the air waiting for an answer. Even though what Sedum is about to say next is just words, not a spell of magic or a military order, it seems to have as much meaning for fate as it does for life.

Sedum has such a feeling.

You can't go wrong.

That's one. . . . . A road he had never seen.

The emissaries moved closer: "You have to take this memory with you, bring this light with you. Take with you the knowledge that every pebble that reflects moonlight is comparable to the stars. Take this understanding: in the depths of your soul You will not be able to fight evil with artifice until you vanquish it; and if your soul is not free, it cannot cleanse evil. Take our song with you. Remember it, and it will help you, but only if You have not turned your back on what brought you under this sky."