The cold skin ran down Guangcheng's arm, took his hand, and then slowly led him to point downward.

"You have no reason to fight, because you were born that way. You're the one who picked up the porcelain, isn't it? ”

Guangcheng was speechless. However, he is the one who has been saying that he hates the atmosphere in the court, and he was the first to attack...... Although Dong Chengliang himself is also very angry, no matter what you say, the result will not change. Not only did he make a move, but the position was still not usually chosen by people, and he was bewitched.

Now it is also suffering. Regarding these, Guangcheng prides himself on being very researched.

People are not perfect, it is normal to have shortcomings, it is not strange to make mistakes in a long life, and there are desires...... Mistakes and desires, sticks and sugar, people have to be convinced by one, otherwise it will be abnormal, and it is a made-up hero in a fairy tale.

"What are you going to do?"

"Would you like to speak to me?"

The phrase "you are willing to talk to me" just now sounds like "you are willing to go along with me". The monster died, and Guangcheng had just opened his mouth once.

Not to mention that this is full of flirtation, how can a normal person ask that? "Would you like to speak to me?"

Mitsusei repeated his words, and he couldn't think of anything else to say.

The ghost took advantage of her height and exposed her head from behind Mitsuko's shoulders, and the coldness of her fingertips made Mitsusei feel to her bones even through her clothes.

The unstoppable eyes met Guangcheng's eyes, and the cold voice was stronger than the sharpest spear, and he was being nailed to the city gate.

"What are you going to do?" The ghost asked him the same words, and he could no longer speak.

There was light in that man's eyes...... The light of all the known stars in the world is gathered together, forming an inexplicable darkness. But it is also said that the sun is also a star.

Mitsukoto's head was snapped towards the other four in his memory. He was asked, "You're going to deal with them, right?" And he nodded.

The loose bricks in the Old Mushroom Tower are knocked off, and for the rest of the day, all the remaining light bulbs will suffer their due damage.

In the darkness of the night, the portrait gradually became clear in front of his eyes-

"It's up to you, do you like to remember or not. I was a little hungry and went upstairs to get bread to eat. Looking at the stunned brother, Guanghong still couldn't let go, "Do you want to eat?" ”

He nodded just now, then shook his head again, he was not delirious. If you want to eat, a few hundred meters away there is a palatial castle filled with countless delicacies instead of bread in a crisper bag.

Wait a minute......

Guangcheng stood up and chased Guanghong, who took two steps towards the elevator: "You have to go upstairs!" ”

"Otherwise, eight-story eh."

"Yes, yes, you're right......" Guangcheng lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, pondered for a while and said, "I'll go up with you." ”

Guanghong didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward and pressed the elevator, the second elevator, of course.

There could be no other person now, and to be honest, it was the first time that Guangcheng was in such an empty mushroom building. There was no one, going up from the lower floors, the elevator went down normally, but Guangcheng was inexplicably a little nervous.

From walking into the elevator to the second opening of the elevator door, Guangcheng barely breathed. But nothing happened, it was meant to be like this. It's just that...... He almost fell while going out.

"Are you alright?" There was disgust and worry in my sister's words.

"It's fine." Of course he was fine, nothing, nothing happened, he strode with his chest held high.

"Mistake! This way! Forget it, you sit here, I'll get it for you. ”

"I'm not hungry." Mitsusei said, but his sister only gave him a roll of the eyes.

Guangcheng sighed and sat down obediently, but his knuckles were on his knees, whitening hard. Until a bread bag shook in front of his eyes, Guanghong said softly, "Give".

"Thank you."

It's a deep-fried sandwich with jam on the inside.