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In room number 9. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Number 8 leaned lightly against the table, one finger turning the scimitar. Number 9 sits cross-legged on the bed. The two were silent.

"What does it feel like? Freely. ”

Hearing No. 8's words, No. 9's shoulders trembled and he lowered his head. Soon, a tear was shed.

No. 8 put away his scimitar and asked in surprise, "What's that?" Could it be... Are you crying? ”

9 nodded.

Number 8 had an incredulous look on his face. After a long time, she repeated the original question.

Number 9 looked up at the ceiling and sighed, "The feeling of freedom is maddening... I feel a lot of emotions every day, worrying, painful... Still hungry. ”

No. 8 listened and lowered his head: "Next... Is that me? ”

Number 9 wiped away his tears and curled up.

"Freedom..."8 looked at 9, "is it really that scary?" ”

"The feeling of being abandoned by the whole world... And..."

"Ahh No. 8 suddenly stood up straight, "Lord Sand King is here!" I'm sorry Ninth Sister, I have to go first. With that, he rushed out of the room.

Looking at the open door, the empty room, Number 9 continued: "... And I can't feel the presence of Lord Sand King..."

Of course, this sentence of resentment and loneliness No. 8 did not hear. She was speeding downstairs at this moment.

She sensed the approach of the Sand King, and this was the normal reaction of the Sand Man, connected to the master's magic.

But this normal reaction, her ninth sister was lost forever. She couldn't help but get restless! Why did Lord Shawang suddenly order her to accompany the ninth sister today? It's fine if it's just pity that No. 9 is homeless, but wouldn't it be cruel to deliberately let her see what happened to No. 9 - and what will happen to her in the future?

No, it won't! Lord Sand King loves me! Calm my mind, or my anxiety will be transmitted to Lord Sand King and cause him trouble.

Rush all the way out of the bar. The Sand King was walking alone, slowly.

Salute.

The Sand King nodded slightly.

No. 8 quickly stood a little further beside the Sand King. It's their sandman standard guard position, but maybe... Soon I won't be anymore... Yes... Go on...

The Sand King stopped and looked at Number 8. At this time, the beautiful woman's expression of grief was twisted together, and she almost cried, but she couldn't shed tears.

Sand King wiped it on the 8th cheek, as if to wipe away the tears that didn't exist.

"Have you seen the number nine?"

"Yes."

"What did she say?"

“… She is in pain and misses you. ”

"Yes," the Sand King looked up, "your mind is very confused, and it has reached me. ”

No. 8 was startled and immediately knelt down on one knee: "I'm so sorry Lord Shawang!" ”

"It's all right, get up. How do you feel? ”

“… Fear, impatience. ”

The Sand King was silent.

Because of the influence of the Sand King, the soft and sentimental parts such as sadness, fear, and pity were greatly suppressed, and they were cold-blooded and tearless. can make the expression that almost cried just now, I'm afraid that the sadness is too high to suppress.

Push open the door, and the 9th is waiting at the door. Hands folded behind his back, cowardly.

The Sand King couldn't help but feel a sense of heartache. But he can't help it, as the level degrades more and more, the sanders will get out of control one after another. Becoming like the current number 9, his mood swings are great, he is no longer obedient, and he doesn't feel like he's thinking about anything.

The Sand King pulled out his scimitar and cut his wrist.

No. 9 Shanshan approached, ruffled her hair, raised her head and drank the blood that flowed, looking a little sexy.

Lost the magical connection with the Sand King, and also lost the energy to live. There is no substitute for water, and she must drink the blood of the Sand King at least once a day, otherwise, she will quickly weaken and die.

The Sand King was silently thinking, as there were more and more sandmen out of control, and he was getting weaker and weaker, nine sandmen, was his blood really enough to feed them every day?

No. 9 drank his fill, wiped his mouth, and looked at the Sand King with a smile. She was smiling sweetly and her cheeks were crimson.

The Sand King looked at her for a long time and stretched out his arm.

"Yes!"

No. 9 jumped up to the Sand King, holding his arm tightly with a happy expression on his face. Seeing this situation, No. 8's heart churned with an indescribable feeling.

They came to the main building of the base, and under the support of the staff, they came to the command center on the top floor.

At this time, Solomon was in a meeting, and his brows were furrowed. At the conference table were the Three Dark Ministers, the Ten Commandments, and a young man whom they had never seen before.

"Sand King?" When Solomon saw the Sand King enter, he immediately got up, "Welcome, welcome, what is the wind that blew you here?" With that, he waved for the others to leave.

"It doesn't matter." The Sand King sat down closest to the door as he spoke, "I have something to tell you." ”

Solomon sat down and listened attentively. The others no longer sat down, but stood behind Solomon.

"I'm going to use this kid for a while." As he spoke, the Sand King pointed to the Ten Commandments.

"Of course, he was meant to be sent by you." Solomon immediately replied, "What needs to be done?" If it's convenient to say in advance, we're also good to prepare. ”

"Let him help Xiaomei build a traveler's guild."

Shijie smiled: "My honor." ”

"And, Solomon, I ask you something." The Sand King paused, stared into Solomon's eyes, and said, "How much am I worth in your eyes?" ”

Everyone present was stunned.

"Sky-high."

"How much is the sky-high price?"

"Uhh The Sand King is moody, and if he is measured by the money, he will not be angry, but he is in a hurry to speak, and he can't answer it, "About thirty-one thousand jars of life essence." ”

"How much was it initially?"

"About 100,000 cans. It's been a lot less lately. ”

The Sand King fell into deep thought, and suddenly said, "Give me pen and paper." ”

Shijie immediately took out a pen and a notebook from his bosom and handed them over.

Sha Wang pointed to the two girls behind him: "How much are they?" ”

Solomon became more and more incomprehensible, but replied, "There are about seven cans of hair coiled, and zero of them are medium." ”

The corners of No. 8's mouth twitched, and one hand quietly reached for the scimitar.

The Sand King touched his chin, frowned, and said, "Give me a jar of life essence." ”

Sanyan immediately frowned. The Ten Commandments are very expressive to a can.

The Sand King took the essence of life in his hand and asked Solomon, "Has my price gone up now?" ”

"Of course, if you're going to figure out how my skill works, I can tell you directly..."

The king of the sand stopped Solomon from speaking, and buried himself in writing something in his notebook. Looking up, he asked again: "Has her price changed now?" ”

She, referring to number 9.

Solomon was stunned: "About 8 cans." ”

The Sand King smiled, threw the Life Essence onto the table, and turned Ben into a pile of sand.

"Solomon, have labor, take your leave." With that, the Sand King left with his two daughters.

Everyone was confused.

There was silence for a long time.

Sure that the Sand King had gone away, Sanyan said to Solomon, "Boss, what did he write?" ”

Solomon covered his mouth and pondered: "It is estimated that it is a certificate of asset transfer or an IOU." ”

"What does he want to do?"

"I guessed it. In the past, the Sand King used to disguise himself as No. 9, but I saw through it at a glance. It seems that he is very jealous of my "golden eye" skill and is trying to find a way to deal with it. It's useless, no matter how you transfer assets, the identity of the sand king's heavenly price can't be covered up at all. ”

"He said that building a guild or something, it's not on the contract, right?"

Solomon glared at Sanyan: "How many times have you said it, don't talk nonsense on the South Star." ”

"Yes...", the three dark grievances.

"Go on," Solomon motioned for the group to sit down, "poacher, is it true that you caused the four-colored phoenix to escape by driving drunk?" ”