On the edge of the spacious stone platform, Di Cheng was thinking, reminiscing about the beauty, and Yaya was silent, peaceful and quiet, no one disturbed anyone, each was immersed in their own world, each was closed in their own consciousness, this person and two 'ghosts'
It's actually 'fun and harmonious'.
There is probably no one in the world who can embrace a 'humanoid master', accompany a 'ghost doll', and still be able to immerse himself in his own world and think.
In a daze, they returned to the scene in Lingshi County. That night, Di Cheng hugged Ya Ya for the first time on the edge of the rooftop, and put on Beauty for the first time. That night, 'One Emperor and Two Ghosts' left
China, bravely enter the Balkan training camp.
Di Cheng slowly noticed Yaya, looked at it for a moment, and moved over there with a beautiful face. Yaya was still looking at the sky blankly, seemingly smiling innocently, but also seeming to be self-enclosed, as if he didn't notice anyone approaching.
.
Just like that, Di Cheng sat, with Ya Ya and Mei Yan leaning against each other, both of them were quiet. After confirming that everything was fine, Di Cheng 'took the next step' and put his arms around Ya Ya. His movements were habitual and natural, not full of heart like others.
Alert and trembling. Ya Ya was as calm as a puddle of deep water, gently leaning on Di Cheng's arms, but still raising his head towards the sky.
On the left, Yaya is embraced, and on the right, Beauty is nestled. The two most vicious and terrifying 'ghosts' at that time were so well-behaved and peaceful. Only Di Cheng could enjoy this blessing. If it were others,
, I am afraid that even if I do it, I will be so scared that I will collapse.
In the blink of an eye, the time reached noon, and Di Cheng did not want to give up the rare opportunity and did not leave. He still hugged Yaya and Meiyan and enjoyed the rare peace. This was not only the 'coexistence' of Yaya and Meiyan, but also a silent communication between them.
Cultivate that delicate feeling. Especially Yaya, since he has so much intimacy, you must grasp it well.
In fact, now that they have experienced so many things, Di Cheng's feelings for Yaya are no longer about 'using' and 'controlling', and no longer thinking about how to make him his sword and how many things he can do for him.
, more importantly, I want to give him a sincere emotion, give him someone he can trust and rely on, and create a sense of emotional warmth.
Just like her beauty, her loneliness and indifference are really pitiable.
Sometimes I think about it, if Yaya is willing, Di Cheng wouldn't mind having such a younger brother, giving him some warmth, a solid arm worth relying on, protecting him and caring for him.
"Brother Cheng... there is..." Tang Jie suddenly ran quickly to the top stage and was stunned when he saw the 'harmony' scene in front of him.
"What's there?" Di Cheng retracted his gaze and was attracted by the scene at the city gate below. It looked a bit confusing, as if someone was arguing.
"Someone wants to see you, and see you alone."
"Where are they from?"
"They didn't say anything. They just said that there was an emergency and they wanted to see Brother Cheng. They also said, 'It's urgent.' They were discovered by the ballistic team members patrolling there twenty miles away. They were brought back to the base and were captured by iron at the city gate.
The law stopped him and insisted on taking him to the interrogation room for interrogation, and then..." Tang Jie shrugged and curled his lips: "We started arguing. The ballistic team members said that intelligence was important, and the iron law said that safety was important, and no one was willing to give in.
, at least there was no fight."
Secretly saying "Trouble", Di Cheng stood up with Yaya in his arms, Meiyan grabbed the corner of his clothes and followed obediently: "You go over there, take them to the dispatch room, and tell me what I want."
He could understand the iron law's adherence to its duties, but sometimes the way it was done was really speechless. Safety? Who would send a few people to assassinate someone in broad daylight after being full? Unless there was something wrong with his head or he was mentally ill.
In the dispatch room of the base, Di Cheng came here after sending Ya Ya and Mei Yan back. Changsun Qianwen, the "idler", was already sitting here drinking tea, looking very contented and contented.
Not long after, two blond men were brought in after careful inspection.
"Single... speech..." The two of them squeezed out two words in Chinese. Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and after thinking hard, they finally understood.
"Everyone, please go out. I'll call you later if I need anything." Di Cheng smiled and waved his hand to the group of people who had crowded in to get out.
"These two guys are very suspicious. They are not good people at first glance." Xiao Feng was still holding the shoulders of the two of them, fearing that they would make any extraordinary moves.
Chen Hu's suspicious eyes turned on these two people, as if he wanted to see through their skins. Ever since he saw Yan Shou putting bombs in the stomachs of the dead soldiers in the death camp some time ago, he often dreamed of suicide bombers.
The scene. These two unidentified guys sneaked over. Could it be that they were madmen somewhere and were ready to die together?
"Don't worry, they won't dare do anything. You can wait outside the door and call you anytime if anything happens."
Xiao Feng and others hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly withdrew. Only Chen Hu took the last step and rushed in again. He stood behind Di Cheng with his head raised, deliberately turning his head away and not looking into anyone's eyes. He stayed shamelessly.
Come down.
Di Cheng didn't care. He waved for everyone else to leave. After the door was closed, he said: "Okay, you can talk now."
The two of them looked at Chen Hu and then at Changsun Qianwen, still hesitant.
"You can say it with confidence!" Di Cheng repeated again.
The two communicated with each other through eye contact, and said: "We... come from... bloody colors... gods... bring things..."
"Ahem!" Changsun Qianwen almost choked on his tea and said helplessly: "You can speak your own mother tongue, I should be able to understand you."
Di Cheng was a little amused. He looked at the two people and secretly guessed their identity. What kind of bloody color? What a weird name. This name didn't seem to be among the top 50 in the black list, and it didn't seem to exist among the forces related to Tianmen.
The two of them also knew their Chinese proficiency, so they scratched their heads in embarrassment, but soon regained their composure and chatted in fluent Italian.
"Uh... I still hope they can speak some Chinese." Chen Hu felt confused, wondering what was going on.
"What are they talking about?" Di Cheng looked at Changsun Qianwen.
Changsun Qianwen was stunned for a moment, showing a shy expression for the first time, coughing dryly, and said with great effort: "Can you say it again? Say it...slowly...simply..."
"Mr. Changsun, do you understand? If you don't understand, I'll go find Sister-in-law Anni?" Chen Hu was a little anxious and almost rushed out to find someone.
"This is Italian. I know a little bit, and I can basically understand it. The premise is to speak slowly." Changsun Qianwen motioned for them to continue.
The two blond men spoke again, speaking as slowly as possible and using hand gestures.
Changsun Qianwen listened hard, translated and adjusted in his mind for a moment.
Di Cheng looked at his eldest son Qianwen: "Do you understand this time?"
"Bloody Angel!!"
"oh?"
Changsun Qianwen's expression was a little strange: "They said... pass a message to Sardin and prepare to accept the baptism of death."
"What? That lunatic wants to declare a challenge? Damn it, I knew these two were not good guys." Chen Hu's eyes widened and his anger surged. He picked up the kitchen knife next to him and was about to strike at him.
"Chen Hu!!" Di Cheng and Changsun Qianwen shouted at the same time.
"That lunatic has a cramp in his head. I'll clear the door for them."
"Ask clearly first." Di Cheng frowned and glared at him, then asked: "That's it? Are there any others?"
Changsun Qianwen looked at the two of them and said the same words in Italian.
The two blond men shook their heads vigorously. It was unclear whether they didn't know or were unwilling to say more.
Di Cheng and Changsun Qianwen looked at each other strangely. What did this meaningless sentence mean? Did Sardin declare a war? Or was he expressing something in a subtle way? Regarding the secret alliance, Di Cheng and Changsun Qianwen both said
You know, if Sardin is not forgetful, he will not forget. What is the special meaning of secretly sending someone here this time?
"Are we... willing... to go...?" The two blond men made strokes, meaning 'can we leave?' Di Cheng looked at the two of them: "Do you have anything else to say?"
"without!"
"Where is Sardine?"
"Very far."
"Did you come here secretly?"
"Um."
It was strange. Di Cheng hesitated for a moment and signaled to Chen Hu: "Don't be slow to see off the guests."
No matter what Sardin wants to do, there is no need to make it difficult for the two messengers, otherwise it will look very rude.
Chen Hu suggested: "How about sending the Iron Law troops? They are gearing up and are in a hurry?"
"Send off guests!" Di Cheng repeated angrily.
"I know." Chen Hu shrugged and stopped entangled. He patted the two of them on the shoulders and waved his hand: "Brother, let's go!"
"... Prepare to welcome the baptism of death..." Di Cheng and Changsun Qianwen muttered secretly, still not quite understanding what this sentence meant, until a few minutes later, 'premonition of twists and turns' appeared in their minds at the same time!!
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