The god of power
Back in the room, it was as if everything was as usual.
Simply freshen up, tidy up tomorrow's outfits, recover your mindset, turn off the lights and rest.
But Xiaoyou, who was not in the dark, kept tossing and turning on the bed, opening those beautiful pupils, with a faint luster in the darkness.
At that time, she thought about it a lot.
There will really be many things in reality that she can't accept, and she can only force herself to adapt.
It's not a compromise, it's about change.
Outside the window, the starry sky of the city of Blue is still breathtakingly beautiful, and the bright stars converge into a river of heaven, shining with a charming brilliance.
At night, the blue town falls into a silent black, and the simple European-style buildings give the world a fairytale color.
From time to time, the sound of the waves of the sea can still be heard in the distance, as if it can penetrate deep into the soul.
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Following.
Everyone got up surprisingly early, almost at the same time, an invisible tacit understanding.
They said good morning to each other, sat down and started to have breakfast, and no one asked each other what they had done yesterday until Vivi cut straight to the point.
"Shall we leave in the morning?"
"Everything." Charlotte's answer was casual.
"It's better to finish it early." Yoga was indifferently connected, and his usual calm was like water.
"Then it's decided."
This is the last sentence of this breakfast, which also ends with Weiwei, and the others who did not speak naturally meant that there was no opinion.
The early morning sun makes everyone tired a lot, and the beautiful blue Tigan Street is immersed in the hustle and bustle of getting up early.
Horse-drawn carriages and pedestrians are frequent, and it still looks like a normal day.
"Let's go outside and wait first."
Seeing that Xiao Youpestle had nothing to do in the hall, Qi Qi said casually.
She still had to go upstairs to urge Vivi, I don't know what that guy was still rubbing in the room, obviously when he talked about the mission of the gods before, he was more active than anyone else.
Xiao Youmu walked out of the hotel after sending Qi Qi upstairs.
Stopped at the door was the carriage that Mrs. Beta was in charge of, and it was Yuxin who asked her for help, but for Mrs. Beta, it was just a gesture.
Charlotte, who had been ready for a long time, was already waiting by the car, and Xiao You met his gaze unnaturally.
He is still as dazzling as ever, and it feels unreachable.
Since the incident on the Sky, he has been in a state of hot and cold again, and he doesn't know what he's thinking.
However, Yuneng felt that his gaze was complicated every time he looked at him, and this complexity was sad.
"Did you rest last night?"
This sentence surprised Xiaoyou.
She looked at him, and for some reason, she could sense that Charlotte was trying to say more than that, even if all he had left for himself was a handsome face.
Sunlight shines from the other side, circling the mesmerizing silhouette.
"Well, I slept well."
She replied blandly, turning to stand beside him and waiting quietly.
After a while, Xiao You lowered his head slightly, staring at his feet meaninglessly, but his heart was mixed.
*
"Let's go~!"
I don't know how long it took, maybe just a few minutes.
Xiaoyou woke up her consciousness in a burst of noise, and ushered in everyone's ready-to-go.
Everyone has changed back to the outfit they wore when they first arrived at the world of Sharman Berlin, and it was definitely a veritable lightweight.
Qi Qi still maintains her freshness and cleanness, Yi Bing has always been extremely gentle, Yu Xin may have softened a lot because she fell in love, but what she can't hide is still her stunning face.
Vivi is still as active as ever, everywhere she is active.
The destination they were heading to at the moment was the Temple of Otis, a remote part of the city of Blue.
Ois – represents gold, the god of power.
Ranked fourth among the Eight Styles of Stabel, it has many believers in the world of Sharman Berlin.
After leaving, Qi Qi, Yu Xin, and Wei Wei kept chatting about some and nothing, Yi Bing watched the scenery outside the window, and the complex buildings and people on the street crossed his deep eyes like film images.
Xiao Yu leaned against the window on the other side, her head bumping from time to time due to the bumps, but she still kept this movement.
I don't know what she's thinking, maybe she's just listening to them talk.
Charlotte kept his composure, his jet-black bangs covering his heroic brows, and the hair on both sides flattered his facial contours.