Fairy’s Box

Under the abduction of Eluncia, the ghost girl obediently got into the crystal on the scabbard, and exclaimed that the space inside the crystal was so large that it could accommodate a zoo.

"Then, now the problem is coming." The female chief showed a thoughtful expression, and her heel rolled over the elastic clouds under her feet, wrinkling her heroic beauty and said:

"As far as I know, everyone has a different way to reach the third floor of the dreamland, and the scenery is very different from the previous one. How should we find Mistertin?"

"There's nothing to worry about, it's a big deal to take a moment to search the entire second floor, it's not very big anyway." Nannet said with a face that didn't matter.

"Aren't you afraid that Mister Ting will trap you in a maze?" Pearson had long hated the other party's poisonous tongue, and finally seized a chance, then showed a mocking smile, and said mercilessly:

"Instead of running around and trying to die, think about how to get down from the sky."

Nanette blushed, pinched her five fingers, and said loudly, "I think you overestimate that Bichi, if she is as powerful as you said, we will die the moment we come out of the tunnel. already."

"You'd better not underestimate a **** who has lived for centuries!" The assassin argued vigorously.

"Well, are you looking for someone, maybe I know something." A soft voice like Jacqueline's cotton candy suddenly came from the female chief's saber.

Yale was stunned for a moment, then his body froze like a stone, staring at Eluncia's scabbard and asked, "Jacqueline, do you know Mistertin?"

"I don't know, but something is calling me."

"What did you say!?" The seven people's eyes widened almost at the same time, and they asked in surprise.

...

It had been three days since Jacqueline was killed and "wake up" in the dream space. During this time, she gradually realized her own changes, and even mistakenly thought that she had ascended to heaven. However, in the carefree time, the ghost girl could feel the connection between something in the distance and herself. She didn't know what it was, but she knew it was very important.

"I can take you to find it, maybe it will help you too." Jacqueline's voice sounded expectant.

"What should I do? It sounds strange, should we trust this future Miss Banxi?" Iluncia observed everyone's expressions, rubbed the scabbard with her fingers subconsciously, and asked in a subtle tone.

"I believe that Jacqueline will not be malicious, and that's why we have to be more careful." Yale carefully organized his language, trying to avoid hurting the ghost girl as much as possible, and at the same time expressed his attitude.

"In comparison, time is on our side." Luya glanced at the female chief and acquiesced to what the black-haired knight said.

"Yale is right, I would rather spend a little more time going around in circles and try to avoid the opponent's trap as much as possible." Charlene nodded.

"Who said that they were running around and dying?" Nannet snorted coldly, and glanced at the assassin with contempt.

"So, I have an idea."

Pearson ignored the other party's ridicule, his Adam's apple trembled a few times, he let out a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's follow Jacqueline's feeling first, and when there is still a long way to go, you stay where you are and let me check the situation first."

The crowd fell silent for a while, and after a while, Yale's eyes flashed sharply, and he grabbed his arm abruptly: "Do you want to use the Blackbird, or go alone?"

"The Blackbird has a limited distance, and in the previous attack, it didn't work." The assassin shook his head with an obvious attitude.

As if she knew him again, Luya stared straight at the man and said slowly:

"It's dangerous."

"It's not as dangerous as you think. If it's a trap, it won't be launched for me alone. Maybe I can take the opportunity to see some flaws."

Pearson let out a haha, withdrew his arm without a trace, and said to the crowd:

"Time is not much for us, don't worry, I'm professional."

"This is indeed the best solution, please, Mr. Scout."

Iluncia was the first to agree to this proposal, and raised the hilt of the sword, his eyes were cold and firm, and he said without a trace of emotion:

"Let's lead the way, classmate Jacqueline."

With all kinds of thoughts, everyone acquiesced to this proposal, and according to the ghost girl's instructions, they set foot on the way forward without a word.

Follow the clouds to the west, and soon come to a black and purple giant tree the size of a mountain. The top of this tree is submerged in the sea of ​​clouds, and its branches and leaves are sparse, but each leaf is thousands of feet long, enough to be used as a large-scale runway. The leaf pattern is like a gully connected by a road, and the high-altitude hurricane passes through it, rubbing a sharp whistle, and pushing and shoving the blade to constantly sway and shake.

The seven people discussed it and decided to go down at the fastest speed, which is simply to jump directly. However, for the sake of safety, they jumped very close to the tree trunk and stuck to each other, so that Genevieve could use the ternary force field for emergency rescue at a critical time.

"Are you ready?" Iruncia asked aloud, taking a few deep breaths.

"No problem!" Everyone's faces showed excitement.

"Prepare! Three, two, one, jump!"

The female chief gave an order, and the seven people held hands and fell from the gap between the sea of ​​​​clouds and the giant tree at the same time, and then released their hands at the same time, forming a tight curve. Every thirty yards or so, they would go their own way. Take off the momentum.

Luya and Iluncia belong to the prop party. They stab their swords vertically into tree trunks every thirty yards. After sliding for a while to dissipate some of their momentum, they draw their swords and continue to fall.

Yale and Nannet rely on both hands. Charlene uses a metal chain to slide the whole process, which is easier and more flexible than the two of them. Because they are armed with natural disasters, they are not afraid of wear and tear. Genevieve, on the other hand, put his hands around his chest, he didn't even need to move, he always kept falling at a constant speed, and looked extremely handsome.

As for Pearson...he was of course rubbing against the black-haired knight's back...

The gust of wind whistled past his ears, and waves of cold air slammed into the face, the earth expanded rapidly below, and the small scene gradually enlarged in the shaking, and the seven knights spun between the sky and the earth.

Puff-!

About five minutes later, with the lingering voice of shouting, everyone fell into the spring water almost at the same time, and the water splashed dozens of feet high.

Genevieve is better, because he is under the shroud of his own power the whole time, receiving the least stimulation, so he recovers the fastest. Secondly, Pearson took the "Arley" all the way, and he felt a little worse than the rest of the people.