"Really?"
Listening to the woman's sarcasm, the crowd fell silent.
For a moment, the group was subdued.
Yeah, that's what they do.
It's worthless.
Like the big shots, just move your lips...
And then, as if aware of the atmosphere of the strange, the team is very rough man also waved his hand, pretending not to care said:
"What are you thinking?"
"Taking money from people to relieve disasters."
"Besides, what's the danger in this Misty Mountain, just a prehistoric crocodile-that's all..."
Upon hearing the words, a voice suddenly sounded out of place:
"Er... Don't you know the latest rumours?"
"Rumors? What Rumors?"
A rare moment of consternation, even for a rude man.
"The Misty Mountains are classified as a red zone, and we're told there may be unknown life in them that looks like fog?"
"Er..."
His face stiffened slightly, and the gruff man looked at the mountain mist with astonishment.
He didn't know.
He was brought in on short notice.
Because, his talent is to enhance the department, can serve as a good fighting power.
But the specific, not to mention the task, and even the mountains are not much understanding of the fog.
And now, looking at the mist that filled the mountains, he had a look of suspicion on his face.
Could this mist have given rise to life?
How is that possible?
How can there be such a thing contrary to common sense.
...
And just when this rough young man was full of suspicion, there was a place not far from them.
"Boom."
The mist whirled into a man-sized whirlpool.
Then a thin shape appeared.
Scarlet Vines, swaying in the mist.
Pretty Face, but cold as frost.
"Is that the test?"
In a whisper, the Thorn's eyes were also on a very small figure that also emerged in the mist-the golden ant.
"They're inside. It's time to clean up."
At this point, the golden ant clasps its hands around its chest, and then glumly adds:
"I don't want to see one of them alive."
Listening to the voice of the Golden Ant, the thorns slightly cocked their lips and said:
"You seem to be very hostile to humans?"
"Anti-human?"
As if hearing a joke, the golden ant couldn't help humming a few times, and then took a cold look at the thorns and said:
"If you know that since you were conscious, you have been reduced to human material, that the greatest horror of every day is to open your eyes and see a single human being being being subjected to the most brutal of human experiments, then you will understand."
Then, as if on cue, the Golden Ant quipped:
"I forgot, you seem to be a human being."
"That was before."
Listen to the irony of the golden ant, brambles pretty face slightly change, quickly correct way.
"That was then. But you'd better understand that if humans found you now, you'd be a thousand times worse off than I am."
Words Fall, the golden ant is no longer look at the thorns is very complex face, turned and poured into the fog.
.....
And then,
Tight Tight Fist, thorns face is also a change, and then change.
I have to say, the words of the golden ant, for her there is still some impact.
At the very least, the last vestiges of the Thorns' heart were shaken once more.
But for a moment, like thought of what, thorns eyes suddenly pulled not far from the human team, eyes is not stop flashing.
"Maybe I'm thinking too much."
With these words, the thorns gathered up the vines that swayed gently in the air.
Then he raised his toes and walked forward.
.....
"Bang, Bang, Bang..."
Clear footsteps crackled in the mist, and the faces of the human team changed slightly.
Looked at each other, their vision is also coincidentally pulled to the direction of the voice came.
For a moment, in the midst of their stunned stares, a silhouette of a human figure emerged from the fog.
"Human?"
In a voice of surprise, the rough man's eyes widened.
He was lucky to have encountered a human being in this misty mountain.
To know that the fog mountain like a maze, fog shrouded, but also can confuse the five senses, ordinary people can not be separated, is good.
As for the seven of them, it is because of extraordinary people with special talents that they did not lose their way in the Misty Mountains.
It is not uncommon, then, to bump into a human being in the mist.
At this point, the outline of the mist began to become clear.
It was a woman.
... Beg for flowers... ..
She has a very tall figure,
with long, blood-red hair.
But what is most remarkable is her leafy, undulating, evocative peaks.
"Gollum."
Disappointing pharynx pharynx saliva, rough crazy adults is also wiped the corner of the mouth.
Had to say, for this kind of dress woman, he is really no resistance.
But then the man looked up again.
What he saw was a fine face,
yes, delicate.
But this is very delicate face, if and this woman at the moment, no doubt compared with the look is inferior to three points.
Her eyes were wide with a smile, and her lips were red,
"UH..."
The man notices that the woman isn't wearing pants.
On the contrary, the jade legs are wrapped in leaves
What made his eyes widen was that she had landed with her feet on the ground,
but then, without waiting for him to speak, a sour voice rose out of the Mist:
"Never seen a woman before, huh? Like I don't exist?"
In the cold hum, the only woman in the team, but also forward two steps, carefully looked up the fog out of the thorns.
"Oh, I said how a man is unable to walk, so it is such a slut..."
Mouth said, the woman looked at the eyes of thorns, but can not help but reveal a touch of envy color.
"...."
Without speaking, the thorns just watched.
But then, as if realizing something, a middle-aged man in the group of seven suddenly changed his face and shouted:
"If you look closely, I think there's something wrong with this woman."
As he spoke, his eyes focused on the tangled vines around the woman.
For some reason, the vines felt alive to him.
"Not Normal, is it?"
The gruff man suddenly stepped forward, smiled, and asked:
"Hey, did you get separated?"
So to say, rough mad man's eyes but also can not help in the thorns all over the erratic, right hand is even more can not help but toward the thorns shoulder to take.
Beauty,
beautiful.
Wouldn't it be...
Like what came to mind, Rough Man's face is a touch of men understand the long smile.