Chapter 195: Crazy circus (1/2)
no.1 After saying this, there was a moment of silence in the carriage.
In the next second, there was an earth-shattering laugh.
If Zong Jiu had just thought that the devil's appearance of carefully circumventing this Super S Grade instance plane was pitiful and funny, then he really made a ridiculous ridicule now.
The magician trembled with a smile, narrowed his eyebrows and narrowed his eyebrows. A white hair trembled along his shoulders, all over his shoulders, with a pleased expression on his face.
Looking at the incompetence and rage of no.1 now, I was really laughed at.
Zong Jiu moved his body pressed on the soft cushion, found a comfortable position, and laid his head lazily on the cushion behind him.
This carriage was originally built for the noble duke. Although it looks inconspicuous and low-key from the outside, it has a lot of things on the inside. The materials used in every place are excellent, and even the cushions on the back do not know whether it is used. How many precious fluff stuffing is made.
Zong Jiu laughed, but also spared no effort to mock, ”Let me breathe out?”
He squinted his eyes, and learned what the devil likes to do the most. He glanced up and down the two hands protruding out of the shadows, jokingly and mockingly.
”Just based on your appearance? Do you want to be kicked out by the Dungeon Consciousness again?”
demon:”......”
The magician's words really hit his death hole.
Originally, this Super S Grade dungeon refused outsiders to enter, and even refused to connect to the main system.
Because its spatial coordinates are located in the dark dimension, it is unsteady, and even the main system is difficult to detect.
There is a higher dimension above the dimension, which is not difficult to understand. Even the main system can only fully control the lower-level planes. For the higher-level planes, it can only communicate on an equal basis. Even interference can only put the survivor in to perform tasks with the permission of the copy. .
In other words, it is difficult for this plane to determine the coordinates even for the main system, and only lunatics like no.1 will choose to directly enter the turbulence of the dark dimension.
This is undoubtedly a very dangerous move, even if it is a devil, it is the same to traverse the space turbulence without any positioning.
Fortunately, he is the same as the Dark Dimension in some respects. As an existence infused with a plane of malice, no.1 has long been out of the category of human beings. It is even not an exaggeration to say that he is a monster born purely in malice.
The dark dimension accepted him.
But this copy did not accept him, so the devil could only be wronged as a smuggler.
Especially after being kicked out, the plane has strengthened its supervision. If the body really comes over, I am afraid that it will be kicked out in the next second.
Behind the shadows, the man squinted his dark golden eyes, his expression unpredictable.
If you change to the past, the devil will be happy to let Zong Jiu understand the consequences of provoking him.
But now he didn't know why. He watched the magician lift his chin, deliberately provocative, and lost interest for some reason.
A feeling that something is about to be out of control arises spontaneously.
This feeling makes the devil feel very unhappy, even a little irritable.
For him, this is a rather rare emotion.
Zong Jiu looked at the other party suddenly loosening the hand holding his chin, and re-hidden back into the shadow, with some doubts in his heart.
According to his understanding of the devil, a verbal battle should be staged next, or a big battle.
Although Zong Jiu knew that he was at a disadvantage now, just because he was at a disadvantage would require him to swallow his anger in front of his old enemy, that would be too wrong for him. So when he spoke provocatively, he secretly tensed his body, ready to fight back anytime and anywhere.
It turned out that the other party took the initiative to retreat first.
I have to say, very unexpected.
Originally, Zong Jiu wanted to use this opportunity to lure no.1 to use his power, and once again feel the joy of scored twice. Now it seems that there is no such opportunity.
But the accident was an accident. Since the devil had taken his hand, Zong Jiu could also untie the things on his body.
The magician sat up straight, passed an unlock decision in the subsystem, and released the shackles on his wrists and ankles.
”Boom—”
The heavy shackles instantly rolled onto the carriage carpet.
Zong Jiu rubbed his red-strangled wrist, then pulled the blanket on the mat and wrapped himself in a circle.
The temperature was a bit cold at night, not to mention that his cheongsam was almost the same when he was wearing it.
Cars driven purely by humans are not so bumpy. Perhaps it can be compared to rickshaws in old Shanghai.
The coachman will always hit someone with a whip. If he doesn't want to be hit, he can only run faster. If he runs slowly, a long bloodstain will bloom on his back with the whip.
Zong Jiu was always on guard for the wind and grass around him.
There is not much space in the carriage. The Black Panther Duke who is under control occupies the center alone, and he can only sit in the corner.
The shadow still flows quietly where the moonlight can't reach, and the puppet duke is silent in the dark, like a statue that will never wake up.
However, Zong Jiuwu guarded himself all the way, and the devil didn't mean to get together.
Zong Jiu:? ? ?
How repulsive is this copy? The point where you can make demons behave well?
Even Zong Jiu himself didn't believe this sentence.
Neither of them do things like looking forward and backward, especially when they are facing each other.
Just like Zong Jiu, knowing that he is at a disadvantage and not provoking him, no.1 is actually the same. If just because this dungeon would kick him out, Zong Jiu's provocation would not be accepted, then no.1 would not be no.1.
Whoever retreats is like lowering the other's head out of thin air, showing weakness. This is their tacit rule.
Who would be willing to show weakness? They are mortal enemies who are unwilling to give in for a kiss.
Which time was it not a sword/pull/crossbow/zhang, and the smell of gunpowder ignited in the air?