Pirates: Invincible at the beginning

Chapter 520 Red Hairband Bow

On the roof of a huge wooden house.

The blue-haired girl's cheeks were slightly red, she hugged her knees with her hands, sat on the eaves, and looked up at the sky.

The cold eyes reflected the cold moonlight, emitting a cold light.

I don’t know if she is admiring the moon or waiting for someone.

The breeze blows, and the scattered blue silk is like a piece of silk fluttering in the wind. From a distance, the girl looking up at the moon and the cold silence around her form a beautiful picture.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

To the left of the girl, a silver-haired boy wearing a moon-white shirt appeared silently.

The moment the young man appeared, the girl's body tensed up at first, but after hearing the familiar gentle voice, her body softened instantly.

Raising her head, the cold girl was thawed out at this moment and showed a beautiful smile to the boy.

Kuina did not answer Sorata's question, but asked with a smile: "Have you found anything interesting after coming back after so long?"

"I did meet an interesting person, which confirmed what was expected."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sorata sat down next to the girl.

The girl also let go of her knees, leaned to the left, and leaned her upper body on the boy's shoulder.

She turned her head and looked at the boy's profile, curiously asking: "Tell me, who is he and what is going on?"

The young man looked down at the girl, with a hint of endearment in his eyes. Then he raised his head, took off the wine gourd from his waist, drank the wine, and slowly told the people he met and what he guessed.

Under the moonlight, the girl had a smile on her lips, her cold pupils looked at the gushing young man tenderly, and she looked at his beautiful profile, as if she could never get enough of it.

The shadows of the boys and girls clinging to each other at this moment merge together to make them look longer, just like the eternal moonlight, which seems to last forever.

……

early morning.

The gentle sunshine pierces the darkness of the sea level, bringing the only fair "light" that everyone can enjoy to this world.

The light was not hot, but warm enough to dispel the remaining coldness of the moonlight. It shone into the woods, slipped through the cracks, and slipped into a room on the second floor of a huge wooden house.

Looking at the two people sleeping hugging each other on the wooden bed, although Guang couldn't bear it, he still walked up and gently knocked on the eye door of the young man lying on his back.

But before the light really struck, the young man seemed to sense His presence and slowly opened his eyes.

The blue of the pupils looked extremely mysterious under the light's gaze, with nebulae flowing in them, like two never-ending seas of stars.

The young man was a little confused at first, but when he felt the softness pressing on his body, he suddenly woke up.

Turning his head to look at the cold and smiling pretty face lying on his chest, the boy's mouth turned upward, revealing a gentle smile.

Raising his right hand, the boy gently smoothed the girl's messy blue hair. Then he gently covered the girl's head with his big hand, slowly stroking it along the hair.

At this moment, the girl slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and faced the smiling pupils of the young man. A gentle smile also appeared on her cold face.

Looking at each other for a moment, the boy reached out and patted the girl on the back, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can get up now! The sun is shining on your buttocks."

As he said this, he raised his head and glanced at the crack in the window where his eyes had slipped through. It seemed that through the crack he could see the light standing outside the window, looking at them.

Smiling, Sorata lowered his head, pulled back the quilt covering the two of them, and slowly sat up.

The boy's figure is not strong, but every inch of muscle is just right, giving people a sense of perfection where one point more is not good and one point less is even worse.

The bronze complexion, under the illumination of light, shines with the radiance of health.

The young man raised his right hand, inserted his silver-white hair, combed it back, and then spread it out casually.

"Today we are going to the city in the sky above the treasure tree Adam you mentioned?"

At this moment, Guina also sat up. Her smooth dark blue hair, like a ribbon, fell from her shoulders and was spread casually in front of and behind her.

"Yes!" Sorata nodded, reached for the red ribbon placed on the desk on the left, and motioned for Kuina to turn around.

Kuina glanced at Sorata tenderly, turned around obediently, put her feet on the ground, sat on the edge of the bed on the right, turned her back to Sorata and asked: "The last piece of historical text is really as you guessed, it's not Sagittarius Uro and the others moved back, not in Elbaf."

They learned from Sauro last night that when O'Hara took his people to the Western Sea "O'Hara", they did not take the Grand Line at all, but went directly from the Windless Belt.

Just like they can see the top of the Western Sky from the West Sea, it actually only takes one day to go from Elbaf to the West Sea and cross the windless zone.

So the historical text of Fish-Man Island is really not in Elbaf.

I can't say I'm disappointed. After all, I had made predictions about the historical text of the last road sign long before I came here.

Looking at Kuina's back, Sorata was slightly lost in thought.

The little girl has really grown up and become more gentle. Her face, which used to be a little baby fat, is no longer as childish as when she just left the sea.

"Sata...are you listening to me?"

Seeing that Sorata didn't tie her hair for a long time and didn't reply to her words, Kuina couldn't help but turned around and looked at Sorata in surprise.

"fine."

Sorata shook his head and smiled at Kuina, "What did you say just now?"

"I said your guess was correct."

Guina sighed helplessly, then turned her head and continued: "If it's not in Elbaf, then it's really possible that it's in the Holy Land Mariejoia."

"I don't know yet," Sorata said while combing Kuina's hair. "After all, all guesses are just guesses. If you want to know whether it is in the Holy Land Marijoa, you have to go to the Whitebeard Pirates to find a guy. You’ll find out if you ask.”

Hearing what Sorata said, Kuina said "Oh~" and then asked curiously: "He must be an amazing guy to get your attention!"

"Yeah! He is indeed an amazing guy."

Sorata paused slightly, then picked up the ribbon, tied Kuina's satin-like dark blue hair casually into a low ponytail behind her, and tied the red ribbon into a big bow, looking from a distance , the bow binds the deep blue, like a real crimson butterfly flying on the sea.

Putting down his hands, Sorata looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then clapped his hands, turned around and picked up the white and red flower kimono on the side and put it on Kuina.

"Okay, you can wear it yourself."

Then he got up on his own, picked up the white shirt on the desk, and said while putting it on: "That guy is a real pirate, a real pirate with ideals, ambitions, a cruel character, and a big enough spirit." thief."

"For his ambition, he was able to lurk in the Whitebeard Pirates for decades, just waiting for the only hope that would allow him to fully realize his ambition."

"It's so bearable."

Hearing this, the curiosity in Guina's eyes became even stronger.