[Comprehensive British and American] Be pampered and pampered

Chapter 167

The rare warmth of the two brothers here has not been passed on to the mountains. Ao Jing and Hela walked side by side, and the atmosphere between them was so embarrassing that one could wish to bury themselves in place.

After all, they are standing side by side not because of their good relationship, but because no one wants to lag behind.

Hela was holding a dusty rabbit-like animal in her hand, and Ao Jing caught a little wild boar quickly and ruthlessly just now, and her desire to win made her very dissatisfied.

"Is there nothing else in this barren mountain?"

"Zhongshan is relatively rich in resources. Before you get there, please feel wronged."

"...Do you dragons like to speak with such an unpleasant tone?"

"What did I say?" Ao Kyung looked over inexplicably.

"You just said that I look like an idiot."

"You mean you don't have enough food?"

"..."

Hela considers herself to be an eloquent person, but every time she encounters the Dragon Clan, she always feels that her IQ is forced to drop, just like now she is clearly just out to win and want to overwhelm Ao Jing, after being misunderstood by her But there is no way to refute - after all, these prey are really not enough to fill the stomach.

This familiar feeling of aggrieved.

"Actually, I've been bothered for a long time. What do you mean by [like all of them]?"

Hela has shown more than once that she has intersected with other members of the Dragon Clan, but she has never said so clearly, and Ao Kyung can't think of anyone in her family who would have contacts with Asgard or Heim's Underworld, because each of her sisters or brothers can do it.

"Is your comprehension so poor?" Hela rolled her eyes.

"Using mortal rhetoric, you call it a stereotype, which is a kind of discrimination."

"Ha, I was often discriminated against by someone back then."

"So, who the hell is So-and-so?"

"You really don't know? Has no one mentioned Asgard in front of you, did no one treat Helm's Underworld as a bedtime story for you?"

Hela firmly believes that that person will definitely tell the things about Haim's underworld as a joke, especially that person contributed to her dark history in those years, if she doesn't tell her baby sister those embarrassing things as a bedtime story Speaking out, Hela is willing to write her name backwards in a hundred languages.

Ao Jing shook his head a little blankly.

If she hadn't met Loki, Ao Kyung would have never heard of Asgard, let alone the remote and dangerous Heim Underworld, and her brothers would never tell her these dangerous stories about alien races, so Hela Her determined look really confused her.

"...I know that I can't believe a word she says."

Hela's face suddenly turned cold. The answer was obviously not what she wanted. Her dark blue eyes were shining with a dangerous cold light like a beast in the dark night, but the killing intent was not aimed at Ao Jing's confusion, but rather The truth hidden behind her confusion.

Ao Jing is very familiar with this emotion. She has seen it many times since she was a child, so she subconsciously showed a look of sympathy, and patted Hela on the shoulder: "My third brother is really shameless. Lie to you like a woman."

"She told me that she was second in her family."

Memories flooded in, Hela couldn't care less about Ao Kyung's hand on her shoulder that hadn't been retracted, and through those golden eyes, he saw another person.

"Master Hela, Modgud was beaten to death by a woman from the outside world! Go and see!"

At that time, Hela had just subdued the forces in Haim's underworld, and she was just getting a firm foothold. She couldn't bear accidents on her own territory, let alone such an act that could be called overthrowing her.

She arrived at the Crystal Bridge as fast as she could, and before she could step on it, she saw Modgud, the bridge taker, flying over from the other side of the Jiol River, passing by her in embarrassment, falling to the ground and spitting out A mouthful of blood.

"?!"

This provocative element was too much, Hela immediately showed her two knives, and was about to settle the score with the uninvited guest, but saw a slender green figure walking down the bridge, the other party walked very leisurely, as if he regarded Heim's underworld as a For an outing in the garden.

"What dares to come to the underworld to act wild?"

Hearing her voice, the figure paused, and finally walked out from the thick fog on the bridge, revealing a face Hela had never seen before.

A pair of slender eyebrows stretched towards the temples, beautiful like willow leaves, thick like dyed daisy, the eyes are round in the middle and slightly pointed at both ends, like the core of some kind of fruit, the bright golden color in the eyes can almost dispel the dense fog of the underworld, This made every look of her look like a cat's.The nose is delicate and upright, but because it was too cold, a layer of hoarfrost formed on the tip of her nose when she exhaled, and it looked like it had been frozen for a while.Her lips were full but bloodless, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curled up. She looked a bit flirtatious, but there was no smile in fact.

Although this person is pretty, she still exudes a heroic spirit. Although she looks smiling, she has an extremely cold and dangerous demeanor. She wraps herself in a non-threatening green robe with wide sleeves, It looks slender and fragile, but it beats the gatekeeper of the first level of the underworld to the ground.

After hearing Hela's question, the woman approached her a few more steps, and the few strands of hair that hadn't been combed were blown away by the cold wind.

"Passers-by, want to rest in Guibao."

"Heh, a passer-by?" Hela sneered, "Is it necessary to hurt my subordinates by resting?"

"This subordinate of yours doesn't matter if he refuses to let me cross the river, but also sucks my blood. If I don't kill him, I'm showing mercy."

The woman's voice was so clear that even on the side of the bridge where the cold wind was howling, the people present could hear her words clearly.

She was so righteous, and Hela's anger rose even higher: "Since you have the ability to kill him, and you don't want to drink blood for him, can he still grab it by force?"

After hearing Hela's questioning, the woman raised her hand and glanced at her smooth forearm, and suddenly laughed: "It seems that you don't know your subordinates very well."

"I don't need to understand him. Since you broke the rules of the underworld, you don't want to be a passerby anymore."

Hela raised the knife in her hand and rushed towards the woman.

"This seat thinks that your place is also a very interesting place. It just so happens that your Excellency offered to persuade you to stay, so...it's disrespectful!"

Before the words fell, the green figure flashed past Hela, the speed was so fast that lightning made him feel ashamed, and he floated a thousand meters away in an instant. Hela thought that he had experienced many battles and reflected in the Nine Realms No one can compare, but in the end, he didn't even catch a piece of the opponent's clothes. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't even find anyone.

She couldn't help swearing an Asgardian swear word, and then gave Modgud a hard look at Modgud, who had done more than fail, and chased after him.

Haim's underworld is cold and foggy. Hela has adapted to the harsh environment here, and she thinks she has an advantage over others. As a result, she sees the other party floating left and right like a ghost, looming in the dense fog, and sees all magic obstacles as nothing. , don't mention how depressed you are.

Especially when she found that she couldn't confirm her current location, Hela had to start to doubt Shensheng.

Whose territory is this TM? ! !

"puff."

A laugh came from the other side of the thick fog. Although it was very light, Hela felt that she heard the meaning of ridicule from it.

"Young people are so impatient in doing things, it's hard to justify not suffering."

The woman spoke lightly and sarcasticly, and the voice came into Hela's ears from all directions, and it was impossible to determine the positions of the two of them.

"Speak like you're some old thing."

"Although I'm a lot older than you, it's rude to call me old on purpose... Call me senior, and I'll let you out."

"This fog is your fault?!"

"This place is damp, cold and evil, which is not good for practice. I will spare you a clean place and take this opportunity to calm down." The woman was clearly bullying Hela, the lord of the underworld, but she didn't feel wronged at all, and even her tone was a little proud .

"...How do you control the fog here?"

"What is this?" The woman smiled, "You little girl wasn't even born when I called the wind and rain... Well, if you call me good sister, I will teach you how to break through this fog and let you come out earlier .”

It feels very bad to be slapped in the face on one's own territory, and Hela is young and vigorous. After hearing these words, she is even more unconvinced to that woman.

"You don't need to pretend to be a good person, you old bastard, I can do it myself!"

"Okay." The woman was not angry at the title "old stuff", "Since you insist, I won't hit you anymore. If you really can't get out, you can call me a good sister, and there is still time."

"dream!"

But no one answered her. The other party seemed to have left this place, and she didn't know where she wandered.

Suddenly such a mysterious person with tricky abilities came out on the way. It would be a lie to say that he was not in a hurry. Hela was already full of vigilance against accidents, not to mention that the other party had already attacked her. How could she not think too much?

When Odin exiled her to the underworld, it was still a chaotic and uninhabited land. Although it was a place to house the dead, many souls dissipated in the civil strife for power. Most of the survivors were warriors, and no one obeyed the other. , with Hella's force, it didn't take much effort to integrate the underworld, but it took her a lot of time to stabilize the regime. She would never let the underworld be taken away by this unexpected guest.

She is not proficient in magic, and almost all her talents are focused on the battlefield. Her intuition in battle always surprises the Asgardian army, so although Hella is in the magic circle, she is not very worried about her current situation. She felt sure she would be out soon.

Hela's ability is equivalent to Asgard's arsenal. She is proficient in various weapons and can call them at any time. Even if she is exiled to the underworld by Odin, she will not be affected, so she throws short metal blades in all directions , and identify their current position and feasible route through their feedback sounds.

Soon, she determined a direction, walked there confidently, and then—

"Pfft!"

The icy river water immediately submerged Hela completely. If it wasn't for the wet hair sticking to her scalp, her hair might have been frozen to blow up.

"Damn!"

After surfacing, Hela cursed angrily, but she couldn't do anything about her situation—she couldn't even find a point of strength to go ashore.

"The array I set up is not something you, a little girl, can break easily."

The voice was so close that it was so clear that it was impossible to ignore the pride inside.

"Wait for me to go out, you will die!!!"

"Oh, I'm really scared to death."

Something knocked on the top of Hela's head, the force was very light, but she shrank her neck subconsciously.

"If you scare me like this, wouldn't it be even more impossible for me to let you out?" The voice was light with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll just lock you up here for thousands of years, your territory, and I will help you as hard as I can Take care."

"you dare?!"

"Hahaha... Since I have imprisoned you here, why don't you dare? If you say something nice early, you don't have to stay in the water anymore." The voice sounded very frivolous, "Quick, call Hello sister."

"roll!"

It's impossible to scream, if you obey her here, where will Hela save her face?She would rather stay in the water all the time than call her a good sister.

Thinking about it makes me sick to death.

Maybe it was because the uninvited guest had had enough fun, or maybe she finally realized her conscience, and finally Hela was let out by her—without any strings attached.

Coming out of the mist, Hela saw the woman lying on a cloud and taking a nap, with one hand propped up to support her head, the other hand resting on her undulating waistline, her slender legs slightly bent , looks very lazy and relaxed.

The other party's obvious gesture of not paying attention to her completely ignited the anger in Hela's heart. Regardless of the fact that she was stiff from the cold just after coming out of the river, she flashed two short knives and threw them at the woman. The target was the beautiful flower. head.

The woman seemed to be in a deep sleep with her eyes closed, and she didn't feel the two short blades. It led the master back as if it had eyes, and floated far away in an instant.

Hela didn't get discouraged when she missed a hit, and threw dozens of short knives out, each of which hit the vital point directly, and the sound of breaking wind could be heard for a while, even if it didn't stab the opponent into a fishing net, at least it could force her to stand up.

Sure enough, when this attack came out, the woman stopped lying down, and she jumped up from the cloud as soon as she stood up, but she didn't dodge the attack, and rushed straight towards Hela through the sword, light and sword shadow in front of her.Those black sharp blades occasionally grazed her skin, but they only made the clanging sound of metal collisions, causing no substantial damage at all.

Such a strange situation finally made Hela feel that she was in a bad situation. She closed her hands and was about to retreat, but just as she turned around, her arm was pinched, and she couldn't move even a step.

"The little girl has such a bad temper?" The woman flicked Hela's long hair that had been frozen into icicles, and made them dry in a short breath. The warm and dry hair was stuck to the back of her neck, The temperature difference made Hela shiver involuntarily.

"It's all the trouble you caused first!" Hela struggled for a while, then turned her head and stared at the woman bitterly.

"I just passed by here and wanted to rest my feet. If your guard hadn't gone crazy, I wouldn't want to be as knowledgeable as him." The woman looked indifferent, and it didn't seem to take her much effort to press Hela's shoulder, even though Hela felt that she was already struggling. I worked very hard.

"Then what do you want now?!"

Under the circumstances of the great disparity in strength, Hela couldn't help but bow her head. She didn't want others to see her in such a mess, and only hoped that the other party would let her go quickly.

"I'm only staying here for a while. You and I will not interfere with each other. When I have lived enough, I will leave naturally."

Hela had no choice but to reach an agreement with this woman who spoke very politely but pinned her arm down, and finally watched her walk away.

The agreement at that time was usually a verbal agreement, and whether it counted or not depended on self-consciousness. Before Hela had time to break the contract, she saw the uninvited guest in the green robe again that night.

"What are you doing here again?"

"This is the first time I've visited this palace, so it's not [again]."

The woman was sitting at the dining table. Although her expression was relaxed and her chin was supported by one hand, her back was always in a straight line. It could be seen that she was well-bred.

"..."

Hela rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with this unexpected guest, she pulled out the chair and sat in her seat.

At this time, Hela's attendant brought a plate of noodles that were dark and even a bit blue. He moved very slowly, like a puppet that hadn't been maintained for ten years. It took three times or more time for others to take each step. .When he walked to the table and put the plate on the table, the appearance of the noodles was even worse.

"...You just eat this kind of thing?" The woman showed a look of disgust.

"I want you to take care of it." Hela snorted coldly.

The woman shook her head, swept her sleeves over the table, and immediately swept out a table of hot dishes, even if they were not delicacies, they looked more appetizing than those on Hela's plate.

"It's because I'm bored, and I wanted to come over for a meal and a drink or two, but the food here is really unpalatable, so I'd better give it to me."

She shook her hand, and there were two wine cups the size of a baby's fist in her hand, and a wine jug in her other hand. These two things were still hissing in a place as cold as the Eleudenil Palace. Braving the cold, I don't know what material it is.

The other party's loving gaze, as if looking at a famine child, made Hela feel chills in her heart. She quickly lowered her head and took a bite of the black noodles on the plate, not intending to respond.

Seeing that Hela was silent, the woman didn't force her, she took a small knife in her hand and cut off a piece of roasted mutton, the rich smell of meat spread on the dining table, she took a bite of the mutton slowly with the knife and fork, and then Taking a sip of the cold wine, he let out a contented sigh.

Smelling the smell of meat, Hela couldn't swallow the noodles in her mouth—the products in Heim's underworld are scarce, and the most available products may be minerals and ice sculptures. It is usable. Although "hungry" is her favorite food, it is only the best choice in comparison.

In other words, since being exiled here, Hela has never eaten anything decent.

But she really can't bear to share food with the other party, especially since she refused just now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to change her mind?

She lowered her head and struggled in her heart. The person sitting next to her was eating meat and drinking leisurely while watching her struggle with the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Eat."

A piece of grilled lamb chops was pushed under Haila's nose, she raised her head and saw the man smiling helplessly: "We're already sitting at the same table, why don't we eat?"

There was no mention of the previous rejection, nor any teasing or ridicule. The other party had already seen through her, but he didn't do anything to make Hela uncomfortable, as if she was just entertaining a shy guest.

Hela is a cat that can't be smoothed, but this time she didn't feel rebellious.She moved the plate in front of her and quietly accepted the offer.

So the two people who had a territorial dispute a few hours ago toasted and drank harmoniously at the dining table, and Hela finally knew the origin of this unexpected guest—from Midgard, and the status was equal to the Dragon Clan of the Creation God The second princess, Ao Yang.

They lived in peace and harmony in Heim's Underworld for a long time, and even had a good friendship. Hela could see that Ao Yang loved her hometown very much, but she never mentioned the reason why she left Midgard. On this topic, she only said that she had already worried enough about Midgard, and once she was relieved, she wanted to come out to breathe.

Haila has never been to Midgard, and she doesn't know much about the protoss there, but she knows that Ao Yang is far superior to her, so she must be the top class in Midgard.The so-called strong will always cherish each other. Hela feels the same about Ao Yang's "worry". She is not a troublesome character.

In Haim's Underworld, except for Hela and the aborigines, only the undead can arrive.Haila originally thought that Ao Yang was not alive, but she was good at eating and messing up everything, and she seemed very normal. After a long time, she even felt that she had a companion.

Ao Yang is actually quite amiable, she always has a smile on her face, and she is so beautiful that she is beyond the perception of creatures in the world, even the undead will follow her involuntarily, and she doesn't care about those guys following her, She was really tired of being followed, and she only needed a dodge, and no one could find her anymore.Hela thought that she beat Modgud almost to ashes before, but she just wanted to show them off, but later found that her temper became too strong to be suppressed, and she always beat people to death when she was provoked, Modgu De didn't die at that time, but Ao Yang kept his hand because he didn't want to make trouble when he first arrived. Otherwise, if he wanted to drink Ao Yang's blood, he would not be enough to die a hundred times.

Ao Yang is a lazy but happy god. In order to enjoy the sun, she created a short-lived sun for Haim’s underworld. Every day, she sits on the top of the mountain in her huge prototype state to bask in the sun. She is very particular about eating and drinking. , the most elusive beast in the mountains, and the wine brewed from the sweetest spring water containing Emperor Liuzhi, is her daily diet, and even Hela's food has improved a lot.But she also loves to play pranks on Hela. From time to time, she has to set up a maze for her. The difficulty varies. However, Haila still hesitated about the position of her feet even when she was walking, for fear of stepping into the hole dug by Ao Yang again.

Hela was forced to learn the Qimen gossip array in this way. Although she didn't know how to use spells to set up the array, it was not a problem to solve it.

She thought that Ao Yang would stay in the underworld forever. After all, Ao Yang always regarded her as a drinking buddy. No one would drink with her. It seemed that she couldn't even eat, so Haila never thought that Ao Yang would come to say goodbye to her. .

"It's almost time for me to go."

Ao Yang was still wearing that green robe, standing upright, with a shallow smile on his face, just like the light of the sun in the sky - it was about to lose its effect.

"...Where are you going?" Hela was looking through the past of the undead at that moment.

"Back to Donghai." She said with a smile.

"Don't you want to go back?"

"I still have to go back and have a look, otherwise I can't feel at ease."

"Then are you coming back?"

"Probably not coming back."

Hela suddenly felt very irritable, and the characters in front of her eyes turned into garbage crawling by ants, but she still suppressed her emotions first.

"Okay, after I kill Odin, I will go to Midgard to find you."

"What if it can't be killed?"

"Why can't I kill you?" Haila gave Ao Yang a blank look—she knew that Ao Yang could see through the thoughts and past and present lives of a person or even a god, but she never accepted this and always wanted to break the prophecy.

"Okay." Ao Yang didn't say much, but still smiled, "I have a little sister, when you see her in the future, don't fight with her."

"Am I sick or are you sick? Why fight with her if you have nothing to do? You don't want to worry about making predictions... I don't want to see everyone want to fight."

"With your temper, you don't have any credibility in saying such things."

"Tsk!" Hila threw down her pen and glared at Ao Yang with her dark blue eyes.

The young Hela's eyes are as deep and bright as the vast universe. No matter she laughs or scolds, she is full of aura, and she can always express her emotions just right, but Ao Yang just laughed.

"Then that's your promise to me. My sister is very delicate. If you are so arrogant, I'm afraid that you will bully her, isn't it normal?"

"Who is the most arrogant person in the underworld?!...You laugh so disgustingly, hurry up and be normal."

"I just want to leave you a perfect farewell memory. It has been peaceful all the time, but isn't it a pity that the final parting ended in a fight?"

"Bah." Hella rolled her eyes again.

"It might be boring without me in the future, you can only work hard to overcome it." Ao Yang put a small ornament on the table, a hovering dragon carved from the ice of Heim's underworld. The first layer is wrapped with the branches and leaves she made, and the bottom is a seal. The surface of the decoration is not very delicate, probably made by herself.

"I don't have anything in my bag, so I'll give it to you as a present."

Ao Yang also put a blue bag on the table, that thing is called Qiankun bag, she always took out food and drink from it.

"Why do you make it the same as handing over the relic?" Hela looked at her inexplicably.

"What a mess," Ao Yang said calmly, and even stretched out his hand to poke Hela, "I can make this myself, and I will leave one for you as a souvenir."

"..."

Haila lowered her head to look at the Qiankun bag, always feeling depressed, and wanted to say something, but when she raised her head again, Ao Yang had already left.

This made her regret that she didn't say goodbye for a while. Although she felt that she would see her again in the future, it was okay to say it or not, but she was still anxious and irritated for a long time. will go straight to the atrium.

She thought that Ao Yang would come back again, but after waiting for 5000 years, the Qimen Bagua Formation did not know how many unlucky ghosts had been recruited, the underworld also lost the sun and returned to the cold, and her only friend did not come back. Probably" has also become "definitely".

So Hela's heart gradually turned back to finding Odin for revenge. After all, dragons have such a long lifespan, she had a lot of opportunities to find Ao Yang. As Ao Yang said, she failed to kill Odin because she wanted to take back Ao Yang. Sgaard's throne and Ao Yang's little sister faced off, and the fight was even more intense than the two of them had in the past, and she really didn't give in half a point.The only thing that guy didn't say was probably her sister's character.

Thinking of this, Hela looked at Ao Kyung again. The girl's arm was still bloodstained, her body was tight, and she would not leave room for a fight. Her golden eyes were scorchingly bright in the night, at least [-]% similar to her sister. so……

Fuck Nima's squeamishness :)

But at this moment, Ao Jing's expression was very strange, which made Hela frowned: "What's wrong? Even if Ao Yang didn't mention me, you wouldn't be like this, would you?"

The little girl with black hair and blond eyes trembled slightly with her fingertips resting on Hela's shoulder, and her lips trembled a little, as if she was in shock. Then she looked at Hela with an unbearable expression, more like she was afraid that she would be sad.

"...If you have something to say, can you just say it directly?"

Hela felt agitated by Ao Jing, and couldn't help urging her.

"Ao Yang is my second sister."

Ao Kyung spoke, but his voice was very difficult.

"I don't know you because the person who was supposed to tell these stories to me didn't come back."

Hela's face changed instantly, and Ao Kyung took a deep breath.

"The last time before her primordial spirit dissipated, she spent with you."