Don't confiscate my citizenship

On the snowfield known as the Land of Eternal Night in the northern continent, a strange scene is taking place at midnight.

Here, we are usually immersed in a long dark night, with stars twinkling and moonlight shining. Only the silver light casts shadows on the snow-covered land.

Suddenly, the edges of the flying snowflakes in the sky began to flicker, and countless golden stars seemed to descend on the earth.

The light gradually became brighter, not a cold silvery white, but a warm golden yellow.

These light spots gradually spread, spread out, and converged into a bright sea of ​​light.

The snowfield awakened in the light of gold and silver, was relit, and turned into a dream world where the sun and the moon shine together.

Looking at the struggling vampire count in the distance, Lan Qi confirmed that Sigre had closed her eyes and removed the hand covering her eyes.

He had already considered that he might encounter a vampire in the Land of Eternal Night, so he had his sunglasses ready when he set out. Of course, he also bought an extra pair of sunglasses on the way.

He took out his spare sunglasses from his pocket and knelt down to put them on for Sigre.

"Sigre, you can slowly open your eyes."

Lan Qi reminded her.

"..."

Although Sigre felt that it might be dazzling later, she still opened her eyes after hearing Lan Qi's words.

The next second.

She only saw.

Golden yellow and silvery white light are intertwined, and the light is reflected on the snowflakes. Each snowflake is like a small lighted lantern.

She reached out and touched the snowflakes in surprise.

The light gradually spread, and strange and wonderful changes began to appear in the sky.

The dark blue of the night sky gradually faded away, replaced by a gentle orange-yellow tone, like the dawn of dawn.

What makes Sigre unbelievable is that in this land of eternal night, the sun and moon actually shine in the sky at the same time.

"How about it?"

Lan Qi clicked her fingers lightly and spread out her left hand to admire the snow scene.

"I can't prepare a birthday gift for you. I can only do a magic trick for you on the spot."

Lan Qi smiled proudly.

"..."

Sigre opened her lips and teeth slightly and looked around this illusory world. She had never seen such a scene before.

I have never seen it even in my dreams.

Each snowflake shines with gold and silver, as if enchanted.

The shadows of mountains and trees on the snowfield become soft and mysterious under this strange light, and their outlines are clearly outlined by the light.

"Thank you, Rocky."

Sigre murmured.

Lan Qi nodded.

But they both had one more thing to do now.

"You should be able to beat him now."

Lan Qi pointed to the vampire Earl who finally got up on the ground in the distance.

Under the wash of light, Count Gregory's cloak was coated with silvery white color, and the already pale skin became as thin as paper, showing the color of blood vessels, as if it would break with just a light touch.

The vampire count during the day was weakened to only one tenth, and now he was exposed to the sun and suffered indescribable pain.

Back then, even the three fifth-level gods could torture the warrior-type Count Palokas in the sun-filled glazed temple.

The current scout-type Count Gregory should be no match for Sigre.

"Um."

Sigre came back to her senses from the snowy scene, her eyes were a bit piercing, and she stared at her enemy.

In the daytime, she could beat even the vampire count!

Sigre strode through the snow.

Every step was like a hammer blowing on Count Gregory's heart.

He wanted to determine the enemy's position, but at this time he seemed to have lost his sense of direction.

Then, Sigre's fist struck Count Gregory with violent force, almost tearing the air apart.

The moment the fist fell, Count Gregory's eyes were still too painful to open. His combat experience made him bend down with all his strength to protect his heart and head.

Boom!

Sigre's fist hit Gregory's lower back, causing a loud noise like a metal collision.

Count Gregory managed to withstand the punch with his seventh-level physical fitness, but his figure was like a boat rocking in a tsunami, staggering forward, and then he was hit by her iron fist.

"Ah!"

Count Gregory roared in disbelief.

The arrogant wolves who believe in the Moon Goddess rarely do anything ungrateful.

He didn't expect that this little guy turned out to be a despicable kidney puncher!

Just focus on his waist and hit him.

Shamelessly bullying him and now he has lost his sight!

Sigre's light footsteps cut across the snow, and the pressure brought by the sound of getting closer and closer was like a dark wave. Count Gregory could only be alert in the confusion of being unable to open his eyes.

And in the distance that he couldn't see at all.

The poet of great love has stood like a ghost, the violin in his hand shining coldly.

Lanqi has the cat boss and there are plenty of card slots. It is not difficult to bring some low-level musical instrument and equipment cards to the poet that she likes.

"Let's sing "Hymn to the Moon Goddess"."

Lan Qi thought for a moment and gave instructions to the poet.

"Then you went to the devil world and wanted to take me to have fun."

The beloved poet in a red dress stood quietly under the light, her long gray hair falling like a waterfall, closing her eyes and whispering.

She gently held a well-made magic violin on her left shoulder, and gently slid her fingers on the neck to find the right position.

"no problem."

Lan Qi nodded.

Anyway, the Great Love Poet is definitely needed in the devil world.

In addition to studying magic engineering, the poet is also very talented in music. She can read music scores and learn musical instruments almost instantly.

However, I don’t know why, but she seems to despise musical instruments and always wants to transform them into magic instruments.

"Moon God"

The face of the beloved poet reveals a calm and unhurried temperament. She lightly opens her red lips, and time seems to become slow and elegant in front of her.

"The charming goddess who takes advantage of the night to travel"

Her right hand gracefully grasped the bow and began to pull the strings.

"In your name, reveal my heart."

As the notes sounded, the voice of the great poet intertwined with the melodious and deep sound of the piano, filling the snowy field.

"The birds that sing at midnight, bathed in your grace, will soar to the sky with enthusiasm."

"Under the protection of the soft moonlight, we will make your songs last forever."

"Comfort, refuge, hope and love, the world we share, depend on you in prayer"

Under the influence of the demonic voice of the great love poet, Sigre became particularly excited, her fists continued to increase in intensity, and she let out free and wild roars, beating Count Gregory until blood splattered all over her body.

And Count Gregory's anger could not be contained.

"Ahhh!"

Count Gregory knew that he was at a deep disadvantage, but he still wanted to tear the opponent apart!

"Sigre, I will teach you a set of boxing techniques. How much you can learn depends on your understanding."

Lan Qi felt that Count Gregory had experienced the joy of fighting, so he should respond to the Count even more vigorously.

Lan Qi stood behind Sigre and gave instructions, patiently teaching her Lan Quan style fighting skills.

After a long period of teaching and research, Lan Qi understood one thing.

The end of the spell is punching.

The normal attack is really powerful.

Sigre was fighting while listening to Lan Qi's verbal instruction.

"understood."

For some reason, she just listened to it briefly and felt that she had learned it. Not only did she understand it, but she was also able to draw inferences.

Sigre dodged Count Gregory's claws and struck back at the moment, and with a punch, he drove his knuckles into Count Gregory's neck!

"I already thought you were noisy."

Sigre shook her wrist expressionlessly.