miss mist go with the flow

Not to mention anything else, but she would never be able to do such a thing as leaving a cutie like Lisa alone on the top of a high mountain for hundreds of years!

Moreover, she is a good rabbit with a good family background, looks down on slavery and the slavery system, and will never sign so many soul contracts and let others wait for one thing for hundreds of years!

Amy leaned her chin on the table, her little head dangling, she became more and more determined in her heart, she was just Amy, a lonely soul who traveled to another world, definitely not the deep and indifferent Holy Moon Spirit!

"Are you OK?"

While Amy was thinking, Sirin walked up behind her, stretched out her hands to press near her forehead on both sides, and massaged slowly.

After flipping through the magic notebook this month, the elf seemed to be hesitating and hesitant, as if he had encountered some difficult decision.

Amy raised her head slightly and enjoyed Sirin's massage. She narrowed her eyes and asked in a low voice, "If one day, you find that I am not me, but another stranger you don't know at all, what will you do? Do?"

This question sounded very strange, which made Sirin stunned for a moment.

Has the moon elf's dementia developed to this point?Start to question your own existence?Unable to align identity?

Sirin didn't give an answer right away, her fingers kept moving, and she replied after a while: "Then I will search the world to find the real you, the one who will take care of the dangerous wounded and help the little boy I don't know , you who will enlighten the despair in others... No matter what your appearance becomes, I will recognize your soul."

"Then, I will take you by my side and stay with you all the time, so that you will no longer get lost and wander alone, until you find your true self..."

"Stop talking, it sounds so nasty."

Amy blushed and interrupted Miss Swordsman's lyrical words. She gave Sirin a coquettish and angry look. She didn't know who this woman learned from, and she became more and more glib!

And her answer is obviously not the answer to the question, it is too cunning!

Amy leaned back on the table and buried her cheeks in her arms.

For some reason, a strange sweet and sour taste gushed out from the bottom of her heart, and she felt inexplicably relieved.

Does it matter if she is the real Holy Moon Spirit?Sirin doesn't care about the identity of this surface layer, and the one who is with Sirin is her soul from the earth.

Even if her other bonds with this world were all established by the former Holy Moon Spirit, she still has a friend called Sirin, who only belongs to "Amy".

This kind of recognition and tolerance made her happy.

"I just want to tell you that I will always be with you, just like you silently accompany me." Sirin said softly, "This is a heartfelt speech from a feeling, not a deliberately compiled sweet talk."

This woman is still talking, doesn't she feel ashamed to say such a thing?

Amy lowered her head, not daring to lift her cheeks, her heart was pounding, sending that strange sweet and sour taste to the veins of her whole body.

Her fingers, the soles of her feet, her calves and waist all seemed to feel this feeling, trembling slightly, unwilling to settle down.

Sirin chuckled, and the moon elf buried her face deeply, but she saw the long ear tips protruding from the tip of her hair, and they had already turned red.

Unexpectedly, Sirin lowered her head, lowered her body, and skillfully moved close to the tip of the long ear, and bit it lightly.

"Hey..."

Amy's lips let out a strange sound, her body seemed to lose control, she trembled suddenly, the soles of her feet under the table suddenly straightened, but the next moment, she felt that the fire on the tips of her ears seemed to burn her cheeks, and she slid down again, It penetrated into the bottom of her heart and made her lose all strength.

What the hell is this woman doing, biting the tip of her ear!

Do you know what this position means to the moon elves? !

Amy summoned up her remaining rationality, propped her face up on the table, pushed Sirin away, bit her lip and said:

"You bastard, you are not allowed to sleep in this room tonight!"

The Traveler's Song: Chapter 110 Three Reasonable Compensation

Sirin was thrown out from among the undead by Amy, and when she returned to the real world, her knee almost hit the corner of the table.

Seeing the Book of the Dead floating in mid-air and slowly spinning, Sirin sighed softly.

She rolled the tip of her tongue, reminiscing about the touch of biting the moon elf's long ear just now, her face was covered with a soft smile.

She finally took this brave first step. Although Amy's reaction was urgent, it did not exceed Sirin's expectations.

Amy has a complex personality, sometimes generous, sometimes shy, sometimes aggressive, and sometimes hesitant to move forward. She was kicked out and refused to go back to her room to sleep, just because she was too shy.

Amy was shy, but like her earlier tentative walks, Amy wasn't particularly resistant to this kind of intimacy.

Sirin lay on the bed in the guest room, straightened her arms, spread her fingers, and stared at her nails in a daze.

The nails seem to be a bit long, please find time to cut them.

I heard that the tip of the ear is no less sensitive than the tail of a beast mother to an elf. Her first attack seems to have picked a very dangerous area, but judging from the final result, the effect is quite good.

Sirin has made up her mind to leave a deeper imprint on Amy's heart than those old friends, and she will do it when she thinks about it. This intuitive ability to execute is exactly what Sirin has always been good at.

Which level is more appropriate for the next trial?

If it is too aggressive, it will probably arouse Amy's rebellious psychology; if it is too gentle, it will slow down the progress of the follow-up.

Sirin bit her lips lightly. She was no longer satisfied with sleeping quietly while hugging the Moon Elf.

Amy's body seemed to have a special attraction to her, which made her more eager to crush it into her own body.

"call……"

Sirin let out a long breath. In her nearly 30 years of career, she had never had such a dangerous desire.

She is not an ignorant girl. Although she has not experienced love herself, she has seen it, and she understands what this dangerous desire is.

Sirin has a very clear understanding of herself. She has a seemingly calm and peaceful personality, but is actually extremely hot. If she indulges her instincts and blindly attacks, she may scare Amy.

Love is not only possession, but also restraint.

Sirin straightened her instep, closed her legs, and took a deep breath.

Slow down, Celine.

Let me sincerely apologize tomorrow, Amy is a child who is easily paralyzed—yes, although the moon elf is very old this year, over three thousand years old, her current personality is more like an immature child .

She didn't even realize that she had already achieved a lot of victories.

…………

Amy had a very long dream, the content of the dream was a bit embarrassing, so I can't go into details.

When she sat up from the bed, she held her forehead for a long time, but she still felt weak and weak, and her state was worse than before she didn't sleep.

She touched the tips of her ears and puffed up her cheeks angrily.

Blame Celine! ! !

For an elf, the tip of the ear is a place that cannot be easily touched. She has clearly warned her many times, but this guy didn't listen at all!

Take a bite or something, too bad!This is pure x harassment!

Unforgivable!

Amy kicked off the quilt and got out of bed. The quilt is a bit cold in winter, and the lack of a heat source made her feel even more uncomfortable.

When changing the underwear on her body, she held the small piece of cloth with wet marks and stared blankly for more than ten seconds. In the end, she could only blame this body for being too unsatisfactory.

Her nature is by no means astringent, so why not blame her body?

Of course, the culprit was Sirin!

What happened this time was too much, and she must not be easily forgiven, otherwise she will definitely go further and make even more offensive actions!

While washing her underwear, Amy thought aggrievedly, she was the one who launched the attack at the beginning, when did the attacker and the defender quietly switch sides?

It's still too careless, and we must fight for the initiative more actively in the future!

After Amy washed the clothes, she hung them on the clothes rail behind the house. In order not to look too obtrusive, she also washed the nightdress she was wearing, and put a coat that had only been worn twice through the water. Also hung up the clothes rail.

If Sirin finds out that she only washed her underwear, it will definitely have a bad association, and Amy doesn't want to be ashamed of this kind of thing.

She tidied up, put on clean clothes, left the room of the undead, and returned to the room of the chamber of commerce in the real world.

With just one glance, Amy was stunned.

Sirin, who was wearing "Golden Quicksand", was kneeling respectfully on the carpet in front of the Book of the Dead, clasping her hands together at the mountain in front of her. After seeing Amy appearing, she lowered her head and apologized:

"Amy, my behavior last night was not intentional! I couldn't help myself at the time, so I made such an overstepping move! After thinking about it, I should pay the price to make up for your mental damage. I think you should Loved seeing this, so…”

When she said this, Sirin's face was also blushing, and the corners of her eyes gleamed with water, and she couldn't speak any more.

Amy opened her mouth slightly, she felt her nose itchy, her eyes were unconsciously attracted to Sirin, and she could no longer see other things in the room clearly.

There is no need to elaborate on how seductive the golden quicksand outfit is, but Amy has always been a little regretful. The last time Sirin put on this outfit, she seemed too calm and lacked a sense of shyness.

Miss Swordsman made up for this lack of shyness today, apologized respectfully, put on a state of "although it's embarrassing, but willing to give and take what I ask for", Amy could only secretly give a thumbs up and sigh from the bottom of her heart :

"Boom!"

Who can be cruel enough to criticize Xilin like this?

Amy didn't know, she couldn't do it anyway, she resisted the urge to take out a pen and paper to draw more than a dozen pages, stared blankly at Sirin, and wanted to deeply engrave what she saw in front of her mind.

The light is floating on the thin golden thread, and under the transparent white gauze is Miss Swordsman's fresh and graceful body, and judging from the outline of the mountain, it seems that she doesn't even have "built-in armor".

The legs kneeling together spread out the hem of the skirt, the shadow cast by the skirt on the skin of the thighs is thought-provoking, and the teardrops that are about to fall and the blushing cheeks are even more beautiful scenery...

"Amy, can you forgive my offense?"

Miss Swordsman pursed her lips, her voice was so soft that it seemed to melt away.

Amy sniffed, her rationality told her that Sirin deliberately used this method to please her, so that she would give up her responsibility for what happened last night, and she should not be fooled so easily, she should take this opportunity to gain the initiative Right to ask for more compensation...

But her nature was one step ahead, and subconsciously blurted out: "Okay, I forgive you!"

As soon as the words came out, Amy held her forehead and screamed inwardly.

Sure enough, Sirin was forgiven by her, and a smile burst out on her face, and the watery light that had been hanging for a long time also slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Helpless, Ami seemed to be remedial, and said in a bad manner:

"You have made such a big sacrifice, how can I blame you..."

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The Traveler's Song: Chapter 110 Book Fan

After Sirin sacrificed the "Golden Quicksand", Amy reluctantly forgave her offense last night. The two packed up their things, had breakfast in the chamber of commerce building, and then took Rosa with them and rushed to the track The train's departure platform.

The guard at the gate of the compound saw the three of them let them go, and saluted and said hello, with a very respectful attitude.

Panier squatted near the platform early on, with a bench under his buttocks, a cigarette between his fingers, and his head held high, puffing.

After seeing Amy and Sirin, he snuffed out the fireworks with his fingers, stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into his sleeve robe, stood up and shook his sleeves, and greeted casually: "Your Excellencies, and Ms. Rosa, come here Already."

It was only ten o'clock in the morning, and there were still two hours before the official opening of the compound. Amy and the others were considered relatives, so they could come in early.

Different from what I saw yesterday, there were already several steel cabinet-like carriages parked on the three rows of parallel tracks. There were two sets of iron wheels under each carriage, which were precisely stuck on the tracks. Some soldiers wearing hats I was busy working near the carriages, using a special chain to connect the carriages. Every time an iron buckle was locked, a purple streamer would appear on the exterior of the carriages.

Amy narrowed her eyes and watched. This so-called rail train is very similar to the rules of the train, but it is different from the mechanical creations in the earth world. These cars are blessed with magic circles, which provide the power of the train and stabilize the state of the train. It's all magic, too.

In the mouths of high-level spellcasters, there is a famous saying that magic power is omnipotent. Amy looked at the square iron box on the rails and pouted. The fact that this thing can move really verified the truth of "magic power is omnipotent".

"Is this the final touch-up before the departure?" Amy asked.

Panier nodded and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect that such a heavy iron carriage could really move, and the moving speed is not slow."

After saying this, he gave another thumbs up and praised sincerely: "Mr. Miwu is really amazing. His works decades ago conceived such a wonderful world. If the rail train runs smoothly enough, maybe One day, we can really create a mechanical city floating in the sky!"

Sirin looked at Amy with a smile on her lips.

Teacher Miwu has fans all over the entire God Bless Continent, this is really no joke.

When they chatted with Parnell yesterday, the other party said that the inspiration for the airship and the rail train actually came from the "Machinery City Puzzle" written by Misty.

Panier also mentioned Nonis. When he was down and down, he was sponsored by Linquan Winery. He also learned alchemy under Nonis, and some technologies for making airships and rail trains. The ancient documents provided by the winery are inseparable.

Therefore, when facing the guests of Linquan Winery, Panier's attitude is so respectful and respectful.

Amy appreciates people like Panier, who have dreams, ability to act, know how to be grateful, smart and tactful, she said with a smile:

"I agree with you. Although with the current technical conditions, the mechanical floating city only exists in fantasy, but with the breakthrough of technical barriers, the progress of materials science, and the research of alchemy magic in the new era, with the power of human beings, , creating a mechanical floating city is just a small step in our long journey, and it will be achieved sooner or later!"

"Oh? Your Excellency Amy thinks so too?"

Panier had a surprised expression on his face. He said, "When I talk about this idea with those colleagues in the department, they always say that I am fantasy and unrealistic. Let me read less legendary novels."

"But let me tell you, in our business, a magnificent imagination is sometimes more important than talent, hahaha!"