The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration is the favorite of the group

Chapter 110 Broken Wing Bird



Chapter 110 Broken Wing Bird

Is he and An Ranran really so similar?Bukele raised his eyebrows lightly: "An Ranran."

"Huh?" An Ranran, who was drunk but still not sober, snorted softly.

"Bukele and I...are they really so similar?" Bukele's words were full of gnashing of teeth.

"You don't look like ducks at all, he is no match for you, sister." An Ranran kissed Bukele's neck: "Sister is sister, he is his duck, sister is the best!"

Bukele only felt that his blood pressure was already very high because of An Ranran, and it rose even faster.

He darkened his face and gritted his teeth fiercely.

What are the chances of An Ranran's head being knocked off by himself?

The probability is probably 90.00% nine point nine nine.

He held his hand so hard that his fingers and joints were as white as snow.

After a long time, it turns out that he is worthless in her heart! ?

Then you still provoke me! ?

"However, he is also very good. Although he is not as good as you, he is already the only sun I have left besides you." An Ranran choked up and said, "Is this a dream? I actually saw him is you……"

"Well, it's a dream." Bukele was silent for a long time, and finally patted An Ranran on the back lightly and said, "Is there anything else... do you want to tell my sister?"

"Yes, we didn't even say a final goodbye." An Ranran bit her lips tightly, her petite and soft body trembling in Bukele's arms, and said, "Sister, I really want to die."

Every day, I really want to die.

"...What did you say!?" Bukele's body froze for a moment.

"Because the world without you is meaningless to me at all..." An Ranran supported Bukele's chest, knelt on his lap and cried bitterly: "Do you remember? We finally When I escaped from those spirits, my left wing was wounded, and I couldn't fly, and I was very hungry, and the whole garden was full of bird traps, and they were full of grain."

"We all know it's a trap for those elves, but in order to keep me alive, you jumped into that bird trap, pecked at the grains and fed them to me, but didn't let me in, and finally the bird trap succeeded It's activated, you are locked inside, and I slam into the iron cage outside, you let me go, I won't go."

"When they took us back, they also broke your wings, which made you unable to fly for such a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that Xiaoxia healed your wings after meeting Xiaoxia... Sister, I really feel that I have always been so incompetent How cumbersome, if I had realized at that time that I was a holy fire phoenix bird capable of nirvana and rebirth, you would not have endured the pain of not being able to fly for such a long time..."

She was crying in his arms, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.

Bukele gently patted An Ranran's wings, hugged An Ranran who was crying and hiccupping, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep..."

Go to sleep, maybe in your dreams, you can really dream about your sister.

She does, loves you very much, loves you very much.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to get the support of so many people in Eight-tone Rhythm...

The alcohol surged up again, the crying of Xiaotuanzi in his arms gradually weakened, and his body gradually stopped shaking. Bu Kele closed his eyes, patted An Ranran's back lightly, and gently rubbed his chin her soft hair.

What kind of things have these people in Bayinlu experienced...

Those elves who caught them, who were so ruthless, who could they be?

Bukele had a premonition that the secrets of people like Ba Yinli would be fully discovered sooner or later.

Sooner or later, one day.

I will work hard to become the same as your sister and treat you as well.

It's just that, after reaching that level, if I want to leave you, will you still willingly let me leave you?

The clock is ticking, ticking...

Bukele woke up from beside the crystal lake stroking his painful head, sat up from the ground thoughtfully, and looked towards the center of the crystal lake.

There is a crystal clock in the crystal lake, which contains all the traces of time. Bukele has never seen such an exquisite and detailed clock.

I saw a crystal rose growing from the center of the crystal lake, and the lush stems and leaves spread out to the bottomless water surface, just like the refraction of the sunlight, shining colorful glazed light.

The rose branches and leaves that burst out of the water spread everywhere, but only at the top of the upwards, a transparent crystal rose bloomed, and the crystal clock was suspended in the heart of the blooming dazzling rose, ticking ticking. stop.

The clock was carved exquisitely, with exquisite blooming roses on the dial, and the entire crystal clock was crystal clear and polished extremely smooth.

"What a special clock..." Bukele couldn't help reaching out his hand to brush the crystal clock, but the clock stopped suddenly before his hand pressed it.

"Huh?" Bukele withdrew his hand calmly.

The clock... stopped?

There were laughter and laughter in the distance, and Bukele looked thoughtfully at the field in the distance where a corner of the crystal castle was exposed, and immediately flew to it.

Whether it was just his dream or a prophetic dream, he had to figure out where it all came from.

On the crystal tea table outside the crystal castle, An Ranran, who was bigger than before, stood on the stool she had put down, and hugged the quiet little sister sitting in front of her with a smile: "Sister~"

"Ok?"

The girl had long silver hair that shone brightly under the sunlight, and it was arranged into two soft curls, one on the left and the other on the right. White roses, the layers of double-layered skirts are snow-white blooming roses, the cuffs of the white skirt sleeves are lightly tied with blue ties, and there are large swathes of auspicious clouds and dark patterns painted on them. On the left wrist, there is also a A bracelet of blue roses, each rose is lifelike.

The girl has a pair of different-color pupils, which are smoky crystal color and bright star color, the crystal bead curtain used to cover her face is rustling, her eyelashes are long and curly, like butterflies flying among flowers.

An Ranran's sister?Buckley frowned slightly.

Hearing the girl's call behind her, An Ranran looked back slowly: "The wheel of fortune is back."

"Yeah, I just came to see you, and I saw it when I passed by Crystal Lake!" An Ranran rubbed An Ranran's hair: "Don't leave me again, sister...you are really good this time." Scared us, sister..."

The eyes suddenly became blurred, and gradually turned into nothingness and pure white.

His head was in pain like being shot, Bukele hugged his head, and began to vaguely hear the crystal clock that An Ranran and An Ranran were discussing, which was located in the middle of the crystal lake and called the Wheel of Fortune. , made a ticking sound again.

The wheel of fortune is turning again...

An Ranran woke up earlier than Bukele, she snuggled into Bukele's arms, curled up with her soft little body.

Bukele slept with her in his arms.

An Ranran was alone for a long time, before touching Bukele's face with a smile: "Good morning..."

Although I don't know what happened last night, but if it's like this this morning, it seems to be pretty good.

It's just...he actually hugged her to sleep?

Although she knew that she really liked to go crazy after being drunk, but she couldn't let Bukele sleep with her, right?

In other words, my drinking capacity is not the same as that of a duck who would get drunk just because of such a small amount of alcohol. Could it be... In the rebirth period and the nirvana period, my drinking capacity is different?

It seems that I did not drink any alcohol during the nirvana period...

How about... find a bottle of wine next time to try and prove it?

"What are you messing around with?" Bukele quietly opened his eyes, and pinched An Ranran's soft face: "Since you've woken up, get up, and I'll tell you something later Son."

An Ranran, who was caught secretly, withdrew her hand embarrassingly: "Hey."

"What are you going to say to me?" An Ranran, who successfully pulled out the spirit lock hairpin that Muse stuffed in from her skirt pocket, and combed her fiery red hair in front of the mirror, suddenly looked back at Bukele.

"I want to say... I seem to have foreseen what happened to you and your sister, and it's still in the form of a precognitive dream."

Hearing this, An Ranran's hand paused, and a tooth of the wooden comb in her hand broke from her hair with a click: "...What did you foresee?"

"I thought you would say that your sister didn't die or anything." Bukele pursed his lips, sat on An Ranran's bed, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Isn't this waiting for you to say it yourself? Speculation is useless." An Ranran smoothed the bangs on her forehead, but her words were a little nervous.

"Maybe your sister really isn't dead." Bukele replied, "This time I dreamed that you, who were a little older than now, stood in front of a crystal castle. My sister hugged her from behind, and in the lake a little farther away, there are strange branches and vines, breaking through the water, and on the top of the rising rose flower, there is a rose flower clock made of crystal suspended, your sister's eyes are also The rose from before was gone, replaced by a pair of different-color pupils, what did your sister say, the wheel of fate is back..."

"Okay, that's enough, that's enough." An Ranran suddenly interrupted him with an unprecedented dull tone.

She continued to comb her hair slowly, looked at Bukele with a slightly surprised face in the mirror, and said, "It seems that your power is not just as simple as predicting the future."

"What do you mean?" Buckle asked puzzled.

"I mean, you should still have the power to peep into people's past." An Ranran put down the wooden comb with broken teeth in her hand, and inserted the lock hairpin on the dressing table: "What you just said , is something that happened to us in the past.”

"However, thank you, but, you have to understand, and I have to understand..." An Ranran inserted the lock hairpin, and the crystal tassels hanging from the lock hairpin swayed and hit the corners of her eyes , Bitingly cold: "In my future, I will never have the existence and company of my sister Feng Guiyun again. People, I have to accept my fate after all. If there is really any technique that can bring people back to life, then I will must……"

An Ranran didn't continue talking, and Bukele also learned the exact meaning of An Ranran's unfinished words. He straightened his collar and sighed softly: "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, I gave you the hope in your dream, but turned around and pushed you into the despair of reality.

The wheel of fortune kept spinning, and the stopped clock turned again. It was supposed to come back, but it still didn't come back.

"We are all enemies of the Purcell and the group of Purcell robots, why don't we fight together? Melody, what do you think?"

Melody looked at Allison in front of her, and gently pulled the corner of her lips and said, "It's so good!"

Not long after Melody left the Purcell, she met the space pirates.

After Allison and Zog's rhetoric, Melody soon joined the space pirates' organization to take revenge on the Purcell.

In the dim treatment room, Lei Nuo lay quietly on the sickbed, with a drip in his hand, and the golden cold liquid was injected into his body bit by bit through the transparent catheter.


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