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She wasn't the only one; with all five senses and six perceptions connected, Tibo, Tian, Tining... all the Tirispians shared this dream feast.
As a result, she didn't have enough pajamas to change into from the secret room.
We had to urgently purchase a batch of new pajamas.
This made Tirispius, who had never had such a dream or experienced such a thing, feel extremely ashamed and embarrassed.
Do they really crave Sora that much?
Two identical beautiful girls, they must be 'us'.
After all, apart from her split soul, where else could Qiong find someone who looked exactly like her?
Therefore, the two blurry yet identical figures in my dream at night are myself.
Tirispeius, Tirispeius!
You can't go on like this!
The journey to save the world by chasing fire has begun.
How can one be bound by romantic love?
So engrossed in this, when will I be able to cross the end of the west wind and reunite with my mother amidst blooming flowers?
"Please let it wither away."
Tirisie, reflecting on herself three times, saw ahead.
Her long purple hair, tied in two strands, fluttered with her movements, and Xia Die gripped a scythe wrapped in purple energy with a sharp and fierce posture.
The blade of the scythe gleamed with a faint blue light, and when swung, it traced a crescent-shaped trail of light.
Wherever the scythe passed, the twisted creations of the Black Tide turned into dust silently, like harvested ears of wheat.
Tirispius raised an eyebrow.
But then again...
With Qiong's help, the journey to pursue fire can proceed more effectively.
If it weren't for Qiong, she wouldn't have gone to the Northern Snowfield at that time, and wouldn't have met Xia Die. Even if she had met her, she wouldn't have been able to persuade her to join the Chasing Fire.
And Qiong accomplished it with ease.
Therefore, this is not her personal urgent need for Qiong, but rather the urgent need of Qiong by the Journey of Chasing Fire itself.
Moreover, when we meet again at the end of the west wind, Mom will be even happier if we take Qiong with us to see her, right?
"Are these merely creations of the Black Tide?"
March 7 blinked and exclaimed in surprise.
Tirispius, of course, could not hear it.
From playing with repeating words to becoming a translation machine, Qiong has lost much of her fun.
But how should I put it?
This is a huge help!
No matter how much March 7th pleads and clings to her, in the eyes of Tirispius and Xia Die, Qiong is always alone, or at most interacting with thin air.
otherwise.
Without a female body assisting her, it's really difficult for Qiong to operate.
A chaotic scene like that is nothing to worry about.
The real problem is that it has affected the unity and camaraderie among the members of the Fire Chaser team!
To be able to see and hear like this.
That's wonderful news! Coca-Cola!
"Black Tide Creations, Ah Qi, Ah Yue, do you think those things look like Void Soldiers?"
Qiong gazed at the vast army of Black Tide Creation that was out of sight, and played with March 7's delicate, fair hands.
"Hey, now that you mention it, it does look somewhat like that feeling of distortion and destruction..."
On March 7th, I was stunned and suddenly realized what was happening.
"Honey? Is this your intuition?"
Chang Yeyue's figure appeared like a shadow, with a hint of lazy charm. She gently held Qiong and Sanyueqi's heads with her fair hands and pressed their lips together.
Seeing March 7's bright red face and Qiong's blinking golden eyes, Chang Yeyue finally embraced Qiong's neck from behind, her breath brushing against his ear:
"Such an accurate intuition~?"
“Those things do indeed surge with the destiny of destruction.”
"As for the detailed composition, I cannot find out at the moment."
The Long Night Moon is not in a fully awakened state.
For her to unleash her full power, she needs to bring the long night within the soul of March 7th to the surface.
Similar to the personality switching between Black and White hope, this will affect the main consciousness state of March 7.
Unless absolutely necessary, or at March 7's request, she will only use surface-level power.
For now, it's sufficient.
"A 'false soldier'? What is that?"
Tibo folded her angelic, silvery-white wings and landed lightly beside the group, asking curiously.
Other Tirispius also returned one after another by flying or opening the Hundred Worlds Gate. The red-haired beauties, like flamingos returning to their nests, adorned the cliffs with bright and beautiful colors.
"It's a kind of monster from our area."
Qiong's gaze swept over the group of exceptionally intelligent saintesses.
“Titi, you’re all so smart, you must have already guessed it, right? We’re not from Onfaros, but from the outside world.”
Given Tirispyos's intelligence, and the fact that Sora never tried to hide it, the other party probably already guessed it.
The Tirispians exchanged a knowing glance.
Qiong's words and actions, and those magical doors, all pointed to his extraordinary origins.
They simply tacitly refrained from saying it aloud.
"Qiong, do you mean... you know the origin of the Black Tide?"
Tirispius's azure eyes suddenly lit up.
"I know a little about it, it's related to [destruction]."
"What is [destruction]...?"
Tigong curiously leaned over, her fiery red hair almost brushing against Qiong's shoulder.
Well, that's a long story.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Qiong abruptly looked up towards the azure sky that had not yet been stained by the black tide.
"what happened?"
Seeing Qiong's sudden movement, Ti Xiao turned her head and looked in the direction Qiong was looking.
But all I saw was a clear blue sky, completely empty.
"I'll have to find another place to explain this to you."
Qiong shouted down the cliff:
"Xia Die, that's enough, stop now, we're leaving."
Qiong drew the Wind Clow Card from the system space and it flashed from between her fingers.
Surrounded by verdant breezes, the wind transforms into wings behind the butterfly.
"Yes, sir."
The butterfly's voice was soft and gentle.
With a light touch of her toes, she gracefully twirled, her figure like a ghost from the underworld taking its final bow in a dance of death.
With a sudden flap of its emerald wings, the violent yet precise airflow instantly swept up the remaining Black Tide creations, tearing them apart with its scythe.
Then, like a light purple butterfly, it gracefully landed back on the cliff.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Qiong smiled and gently ruffled Xia Die's silver-to-purple hair.
This action might be a bit childish for a little girl in kindergarten, but it's just right for Xia Die.
The girl shook her head, and a smile that was both joyful and restrained appeared on her elegant lips.
After spending a few days together, Qiong gained a more detailed understanding of Xia Die.
She's probably over four figures old, older than Jingliu, but due to the curse she carries...
High emotional intelligence: The kind-hearted girl is afraid of bringing death to others, so she rarely interacts with people.
Low emotional intelligence: People who are naive, rich, and easily fooled.
Of course, this is under the premise of letting down one's guard.
Even though they were strangers, Xia Die was very sensitive and perceptive.
But once you get to know them...
The girl, who had never hugged anyone before, seemed to have been in darkness for a long time and suddenly saw the sunlight. She was not at all resistant to it, and even longed to have physical contact with Sora.
The standard skill of light novel male protagonists: the gentle head pat, which is twenty years out of date.
For Xia Die, it's a super-destructive attack.
A touch from Qiong can make her feel good for a long time.
If Xing were here, he would definitely see through the truth at a glance and issue a warning.
Run! He's using PUA on you!
what?
It's Qiongzai.
That's fine.
Come into the bowl quickly.
There's KFC to eat!
The group left the island in the open sea through the Anywhere Door, and each step covered a distance of a hundred miles.
We arrived at another small island.
Qiong looked up in the direction where they had been before.
"coming."
His words made Tirispius and Xia Die both turn to look.
Above the sky, a magnificent and dazzling golden concentric ring, tens of kilometers in diameter, unfolds.
The outer edge of the golden ring is engraved with ancient runes, flowing with a vast radiance.
The energy is like a boiling tide.
Billions of golden spears, like a rain of judgment, poured down from the golden ring.
The spearhead pierced the sky, penetrating every ferocious black tide creature on the sea surface.
The entire sea area was illuminated as a golden kingdom.
"It's Nicardo."
Tirispius quickly realized what was happening.
"He did indeed block the Kuroshio at the border."
"This power... for a top-tier Destiny Walker."