Chapter 1337: Blood Mist Red Tide

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A person, a lone figure, a layer of iron shackles, bound to a thin body. Yu Yang slanted the photo, elongated the shadow of the lonely traveler, and stepped on the sand and salt ground of the farmhouse's salt-burning, heavy and difficult step-by-step ankle.
Without sweat beads, this young man was so lean that he couldn't even let out a drop of sweat, and his skin was tanned by the hot sun at the seaside, as if he had been in such exposure for many years. His thin body seemed to blow him away in a burst of sea, and the thick iron shackles made of stainless steel made his thin body like a candle in the wind, and he might be crushed by the weight of the iron shackles at any time. But even so, this young man carried an incredible thing on his back, it was a sarcophagus that was heavy and black.
The sarcophagus is black, black and ink-like black, with dark golden fine lines painted on it. A closer look turns out to be dark gold-plated metal, which seems to have a deep drawing. The sarcophagus is half taller than the person carrying the coffin. The top and bottom are narrow and irregular like an ellipse without edges and corners. The iron chain wrapped around it firmly binds it to the young man. The coffin has deep carvings on it, and the texture is also painted with dark gold metal. On the upper part of the middle, two horns protrude from the coffin, like a bull head and a ghost face.
The young boy walked step by step with such a monster-like coffin, the heavy coffin was dragged on the ground, and the deep drag marks were pressed out. The farmers beside the salted ground watched this guy walk slowly. After that, surprise, wonder, discussion...
In a blink of an eye, it's a bright and good weather. The comfortable seaside climate fills the seaside city of Baikal with joy and vitality. Boxes of packed oranges and fine wine are packed on board at the dock, responsible for loading labor, foreman holding cigarette supervision, sailors who talk to girls on the dock and officials of shipping unions, all kinds of people All gathered on the dock street, doing all kinds of things.
Several dwarfs with big beards and beards are arguing with blushing ears. They seem to be obedient to no one. They are fighting for a fight, at this time...
Bars are the most indispensable public places in all parts of the country, especially in a dock area. Those sailors returning from a voyage or about to set sail are most comfortable with a few drinks in such a pub. Beautiful women chat. Most of these bars are black, and they are full of people who live at the bottom of the society. Such people are uninhibited and can drink with any stranger. They can swear and say the most unpleasant words. Such a place is full of The most authentic portrayal, the most breath of life.
"Hey beauty, I think you are familiar, do you want to have a drink together?" A young, drunk man walked to a table near the corner of the room with a half glass of brown liquid in his hand. The silver-haired beauty suddenly smiled: "It turned out to be a little girl. Seeing your figure wearing, I thought it was a beauty."
"Isn't the little girl beautiful?" The silver-haired girl's silver snow hair and waist, white skin, childish face, long eyelashes, eyes, and delicate lips painted lightly The purple-gray paste color with silver highlights, the petite nose breathing the subtle fragrance, even in such a dirty environment, can be smelled by the person across the table across a table. She wore a black-toned dress with white stripes forming the most striking contrast. The collar stood tall, and a silver chain was locked from her chest to the metal armband of the same color on her right side, which was shining with an unusually bright color.
She sat alone in a dirty and old bar wooden chair in an adult way, with a black waist buckle tied with a silver ring on the delicate slender waist branch. She overlapped her legs, and the long pendulum that split the sides of the leg under the waist buckle exposed the same dark tight tights, long black leather boots, thick soles, and even a pair of tempting long legs. Set off mysteriously noble.
She gently stretched out her hand and held up a transparent wine glass on the table. Her hands were as white as the skin on her face, the same tender, white as snow, but coated with a seductive silver black Nails, seemingly weak and boneless, were full of young, childish temptations.
The young drinker feels that this girl is a small cherry that is ripe and urgently needed to be picked. He quickly changed his previous vulgar tone, and slowly said with a somewhat mature magnetic voice: "I was wrong, a girl like you, you use only a beautiful word to describe you as tainted Appearance and temperament."
"You really can talk." The silver-haired girl's lips squeezed on a transparent wine glass. Purple wine juice flowed into the girl's throat like an aphrodisiac, but it aroused the affection of the young drinker.
The young alcoholic squeezed a fire rising from his abdomen, moistened his dry lips with whiskey in the glass and asked, "Girl, you don't look like a local, I think you have been sitting alone in the tavern for a long time , And no companions came, did you come to Baikal by yourself?"
"Yes, I'm a person, and I'm from a foreign country." When he said this, the silver-haired girl looked at each other with big eyes, with a kind of seemingly absurd smile in her eyes, like a tease and a temptation.
The young drinker glanced at this with anger, and immediately said: "Girl, you are so beautiful, and traveling alone alone is really not safe, it is better to go to me, I can protect you well, like this kind of character mixed Inferior bars, maybe there will be wicked and bad guys who want to hit your mind and take advantage of you."
Such words are frivolous, and anyone can understand the meaning. The silver-haired girl put down the glass and put her face in front of the drinker, whispering with a little smile: "I only hope that the bad guy will not be you. Giggle..."
After leaving the bar, the silver-haired girl was about to leave with the drinker. Suddenly, people in the far side of the street exclaimed. The busy people in the neighborhood looked around. They were suddenly surprised to open their mouths.
"It's a red tide, it's a red tide, it's a blood mist red tide is coming! Look at everyone, blood mist red tide is coming."
With several exclamations, the people around me, whether they were crew seafarers or ordinary people's shop owners, all cheered. They danced and shouted, everyone was happy and excited, and even the three Frost dwarves who were fighting because of the dispute were happy because of this wonder.
"It's blood fog red tide! Haha, this is the second time I have seen blood fog red tide in my life. Great, come and come soon..."
Cheers are from well-known people, and surprises are unsuspecting travelers. The silver-haired girl looked at the red tide in the sky, and soon came overwhelmingly, covering the city and the whole sky.
"This is the blood mist red tide?" The silver-haired girl clearly saw this peculiar landscape for the first time, and smelled a strong and refreshing floral fragrance before she could figure out what was going on: "Well, good fragrance The floral fragrance is rich and not heavy, and it seems to be mixed with the fragrance of branches and leaves. What kind of floral fragrance is this? What is the blood mist red tide?"
Gradually the red tide spread across the sky slowly fell, and the silver-haired girl saw everyone nearby bathed in this ‘blood rain’ with joy, and did not consciously open her arms to wait for the baptism of blood mist.
The young alcoholic next to him saw the girl and smiled: "You must see the blood mist and red tide for the first time. The person you see for the first time will always be very novel, especially for a little girl like you."
The silver-haired girl caught the blood mist falling from the sky with her hands, and took a closer look: "It turned out to be the powder of petals, but how could so many petal powders fly to the sky, and also form such a landscape of blood mist and red tide? It's really interesting "She turned her head and said to the young drinker: "Listening to what you said, have you seen it before? I heard that the time of the blood mist red tide is not fixed every time."
The young drinker said: "Yeah, the last time the blood mist red tide appeared in Berga was five years ago. The time of the blood mist red tide is not fixed every time, there is no sign before it appears, it is said that the shortest one is separated It took seven months, and the longest one was more than 20 years apart. Because this peculiar landscape only appeared in the Baikal area of ​​Adria, after each appearance, Baikal City was like a carnival, thinking it was An iconic sign of God’s blessings will be carnival citywide in the next three days.
The young drinker was also very excited:
Haha, this time it’s lively, the city carnival is countless fun. You can also enjoy the fun of carnival, little girl."
"Yeah, there are fun and interesting things. But..." The silver-haired girl laughed, but the words in her mouth turned sharply and became colder and harsher: "But your good day is over!"
Seeing the sudden change in the expression on her face, the young drinker was very surprised and puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"
The silver-haired girl said: "I wanted to tease you again, but now there is such an interesting thing, and I am too lazy to tease you again." Then he threw a sheet of paper from his pocket and threw it on the face of the young drinker on.
The young drinker looked at the content on the wanted list and changed his face suddenly, and exclaimed: "What the are you?!"
The silver-haired girl said: "Eisen Pillow, you are suspected of robbing and murdering, killing the security officials 14 everywhere, participating in the robbery of six business travel cases, I am subject to the wanted order issued by the Government of the State of Adriatic. You want it!"
The young alcoholic shuddered in the corner of his eyes, holding a smile and saying, "Little... little girl, I think you are the wrong person. The image of the person on this wanted order is not the same as mine."
"Really?" The silver-haired girl suddenly struck a tear on his face.
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