When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 842

Well, Jibril still agreed.

Anyway, no one else knows. There are only two people in this wasteland. When the time comes to kill this daring guy who dares to beat her, won't no one know? In this way, the previous series of shames have been washed away. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?

Planning like this, Jibril, who planned to steal knowledge first, turned her back and had a little devilish smile on her face, snickering, hehe, hehe.

next moment……

Snapped!

"It hurts!...You, you bastard!"

Jibril clutched the back of her head after being slapped, turned to look at the man behind her with tears in her eyes, and even forgot the honorifics.

"—I promised everything, but you hit me again?!"

"Ahh... I can feel the malice emanating from your body, and the smile is too ugly, I couldn't hold back, and I shot instinctively."

Without the slightest bit of guilt, Yong Ye just felt that he had done something quite normal, and continued to walk forward without paying attention, looking for something of value.

And Jibril behind her was dumbfounded at first, but in this situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, she can only choose to endure the humiliation for the first time today, bowing her head and cursing the eternal night.

Yongye has superhuman hearing, and he heard Jibril's curse on him very clearly, but he didn't care about it. Instead, he somehow missed the past. There was such a history of being forcibly hired by him in Chitong and Heitong. , and those two sisters had cursed him like this at that time, after all, the situation was more complicated at that time...

He doesn't remember how big the red pupils and black pupils were at that time, but he still has a lot of nostalgia.

Thinking back to the distant past, Yong Ye couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic, and couldn't help being a little bit fond of others because of similar scenes, so he kindly put his hand on Jibril's head and stroked it, sweeping away the stains on her head. black ash.

"What, what?"

The sudden change of attitude made Jibril, who was used to Yongye's rough treatment, shudder. She wondered if Yongye had some kind of conspiracy, so she subconsciously crouched on the ground with her head in her arms, and her whole body was tense and actively prepared for defense.

"...what are you doing?"

"I just wanted to ask what you want to do?"

"I'm just taking care of children in general. What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

"..."

Without speaking, Jibril just stared at Yong Ye with a distrustful gaze, which was inexplicably creepy.

"... Forget it, let's go, don't squat here."

Thinking about it carefully, Yong Ye felt that his life was really full of stains, and it was not easy to argue, so he simply gave up talking and planned to take her to find some food.

Frankly speaking, Yong Ye is already hungry now. After all, it is roughly estimated that more than 18 hours have passed since his last meal. Although a person like him should not die of starvation, the feeling of hunger will still exist, so he I haven't tried whether I will be starved to death, and I don't have the interest to try.

With sufficient vigilance, Jibril followed him obediently, but she didn't understand what he was doing along the way. After wandering around the barren land for a long time, she finally couldn't help asking.

"What are you doing aimlessly? Didn't you find the clothes?"

"Looking for something to eat, I'm hungry."

"I see, are you looking for food? Then..."

As if thinking of something interesting, Jibril showed a perfect angelic smile on her face, and slightly flapped a pair of small wings behind her.

"As long as you call me Jibril-sama, I will tell you where there is food."

"……are you kidding me?"

Yong Ye glanced up and down at Jibril, who was dressed like a beggar, and held back for a long time before saying anything.

"I'm serious."

"Don't make trouble, this is a big issue of life and death, have you heard that people depend on food?"

"No, please call me Jibril-sama."

As if there was no room for negotiation, Jibril repeated her previous words firmly.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, I've always been very serious."

"Okay, then..."

Sighing as if giving up, Yong Ye squatted down so that his eyes were parallel to Jibril.

Perhaps thinking that Yong Ye was about to give in, Jibril's smile became even brighter, and there was also a sense of complacency.

But Yong Ye looked at the smiling young girl, but felt angry and funny, and simply as planned, he grabbed her pink cheeks with both hands and pulled them to both sides.

"You, you wow! You bastard!"

"I didn't want to do this at first. You forced me to do it. I asked you if you were serious...Why are you so serious and so arrogant? You are a brat with no hair yet , are all children in this world the same as you?"

Regardless of Jibril's struggle, Yong Ye punished the arrogant young girl helplessly, hoping to teach people to be kind, but Jibril was unexpectedly stubborn in this regard, or because she felt bullied, so Unyielding?

That's it... Three minutes later, the state still continued, but Yong Ye was almost tired of it.

"...It's almost time to give in, right? I don't like people saying that I bully children, and I also like to convince people with virtue, so why don't you lead the way honestly?"

"snort!"

Jibril, who kept her face being torn apart, didn't answer, just hummed softly in a nasal voice. If... ignoring the tears at the corners of her eyes, she seemed rather strong and unyielding.

In fact, it is impossible for Jibril to have tears in this situation, but the young version of her does not know why the tear glands have developed so much, it seems that she has really returned to her childhood.

"I said you..."

Seeing the tears on the corner of Jibril's clothes, Yong Ye felt even more that he was bullying a child, but in the end, if Jibril didn't want him to call her an adult, he would not bully a child himself...

It was a headache and helpless, as expected he was not good at children... Although he didn't know it, Jibril was not a child at all.

In the end, Yongye still let Jibril speak, and took him to the elf warehouse stored underground, which contained a large number of fruits, vegetables, and food preservation techniques, which could prevent food from being damaged. That was Jibril. The place I found from the sky.

After tossing around for so long, it was almost dawn, and when I went back with food, the night passed, and the red moon sank on the other side of the horizon.

When the day came, the protection of the moon disappeared, and Yong Ye's body became weaker all of a sudden.

Boom!

The holy sword slipped from his hand and plunged into the ground.

"...??"

Jibril looked at Yong Ye suspiciously, but Yong Ye just leaned against the stone pillar and shook his head with the holy sword in his hand, signaling that she didn't care.