Chapter 199: Crazy circus (2/2)
”Stop playing.”
Zong Jiu:? ? ?
Wait, you make it clear, how can you stop playing, I haven't dug the pit to make you jump down, why did you leave the stall and quit? ! Isn't the previous effort wasted?
The white-haired young man said with a long heart: ”The night is still so long, how can I stop playing.”
At this moment, a thunderstorm flashed by, and a bowl of thick lightning fell from the top of the cloud, piercing the long night.
Just when the two of them were playing, you asked me to answer, the sudden heavy rain outside once again became violent.
The storm is coming.
The wind suddenly pushed open the window that had just been closed, and the creaking sound was intertwined with the sound of heavy rain and thunder, wrapped in a cold breath and plunged into the spacious and dark master bedroom.
Under the control of the puppet line, the Duke resignedly walked over to act as a servant.
Zong Jiu suddenly realized something.
He just didn't know why he was chatting about the devil, and his mood went down sharply, and he fell to the bottom all of a sudden.
It seems that it may also have something to do with the weather outside.
He thought of the little demon holding the rabbit doll, huddled alone in the heavy bedding, the one with cloth strips over his eyes in the toy room, and the unnamed number one.
The nuns in the church said that when there was a thunderstorm, the pope would not sleep all night, or was troubled by nightmares and could not live well.
”What do you want to know?”
Just when Zong Jiu was thinking about how to borrow this possibly better fudge demon, the other party spoke first.
Since it was straight to the point, Zong Jiu had no choice but to let go of his previous thoughts with regret.
Since he had already asked the way to leave this instance, and the devil had given him an answer, Zong Jiu chose to answer straightforwardly this time.
”The way to contact the main system.”
Since the path of the devil is unworkable, if Zong Jiu can ask for a way to contact the main system, it would be good to take the first old path to leave this dungeon.
Obviously, no.1 knows his little abacus as well.
However, his answer disappointed Zong Jiu.
The devil spread his hands: ”I came in by an abnormal route. How do you think I know how to contact the main system?”
Zong Jiu: ”...” That's right.
If the devil had a way to contact the Lord's system, he would not be miserable now with only two hands exposed, and he would be misguided.
At this moment, a heavy object suddenly fell from the shadow to the magician's slightly open palm.
[Congratulations on getting it? ? ? Level props: unknown key]
[Instructions for use: It seems to be a key for users to transfer space]
”Use it to return directly to the trainee dormitory.”
The cold fingers twirled on the brow bones of the white-haired young man, moving lazily, ”Of course, you know what it means to use it.”
It is true that Zong Jiu has now achieved his goal of fooling the devil, and it can even be said that he has received an extra surprise.
But using this key means that the magician will voluntarily give up his pride and take the initiative to become the devil's forbidden / canary in the cage.
At this moment, another deafening thunder and lightning passed by.
This time, the devil's mood was obviously worse.
The shadow suddenly pierced the candlestick, annihilating the restless candlelight floating on it.
”Even if the puppet line controls the npc, it can't do anything against the common sense of the copy. Tomorrow night the Duke will send you back. During this period, you have enough time to think about whether to use this key.”
”It's late at night, go to sleep.”
Zong Jiu said nothing.
After a long time, there was still a steady breathing in the darkness.
The enemy is sleeping next to him. It would be a **** to be able to sleep.
The magician, the devil, and the puppet were all awake.
They all had their eyes open, listening to the violent storm behind a wall, they were silent and dead.
I don't know how long it took. Maybe it's a long time, a long time.
When Zong Jiu actually started to feel a little sleepy, suddenly a cold hand fumbled from the bedding.
This hand is not wearing those white gloves.
It is cold, wide, rough, and full of hideous scars.
Zong Jiu still remembers.
The npc in that copy brought No.1 to the altar, trying to pour malice on him in the same way as every container was treated before, and then set fire to the container, once and for all.
They didn't think that the talent of this little boy turned out to be not afraid of flames.
But the Flame Burning No. 1 could not die, but it was a malicious natural enemy.
So the little boy full of malice all over his body was struggling in the fire, and the flame would burn maliciously, leaving terrible scars on his small body.
There are no scars on the devil, and only when he sees his hands can he remember the past that no one knows about.
The magician reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand, but his life stopped.
He felt the hand rubbing his fingertips, and finally slowly inserted/inserted between his fingers, clasping his fingers.
A set of movements is very calm, not pretending to be ambiguous, but it is reminiscent of the villain shivering in the thunderstorm.
...Forget it.
Only this one time.
The white-haired young man felt the temperature in silence, and slowly closed his eyes.
Outside the window, the thunderstorm remained. There is no end.