"It's not!"

The man's answer disappointed her a little.

But it was already an accident to be able to solve a mystery on his body today, Bian Cheng said after a little hesitation: "I had a friend named Bai Lan before, and she died to protect me. Before she died, she said that she had completed her mission, and maybe, you can start looking into her! ”

The rest of the words don't need to be said more.

Men also have a lot of confusion about their relationship.

After the clues are thrown, it is obviously more appropriate for him to check them than to check them himself.

The man didn't speak, and he didn't know if he had listened to it.

Talking to people who don't talk much is tired, and when you don't get a response, you feel like you're talking to the air.

Bian Cheng glanced around the room, and in a compartment of the bookshelf, he saw an antique electronic clock.

Of course, that's relative to the planet.

For Bian Cheng, it was a familiar thing, there was an identical one at the head of her bed, and she had to be woken up by the alarm clock to go to work every day.

The existence of this electronic clock reminded her that time was passing by minute by minute.

She frowned, not hiding the anxiety in her tone: "Can you let me go back?" If I miss the time, I won't be selected! ”

"Isn't it good to be my woman?" There was a rare doubt in the man's tone.

"It should be good, but I still want to stand higher and see farther with my own strength!" Bian Cheng couldn't say why, but this thought seemed to be deeply rooted in the deepest part of her heart.

So that she can't grieve herself to please any man for survival.

Even that man is as powerful as he is.

The man muttered for a few seconds and spat out a few words: "I can't understand!" ”

Is it hard to understand the desire to be an independent person?

Bian Cheng was about to talk to him, but he felt that it was dark in front of him.

When the world was spinning, she heard the man's cold voice drifting in her ears: "What belongs to you, you better take it yourself!" ”

What is meant to be one's own?

Hey, you made it clear!

Bian Cheng roared, but his voice was swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

She fell back into the hole again.

Only then did she remember that she still had a lot of things to ask.

Like, who is the man?

This study that inexplicably gave her a sense of familiarity, why would it be a furnishing that was incompatible with the empire.

There is also the Lenovo notebook on his desk, which looks like the one he bought before he crossed over, how could it appear here.

It's a pity that the man is too domineering, and there is no sign of the transition and the beginning and the end of the decision.

According to the routine, they should at least play three chapters of saliva cannon first, and then talk about it after you say a word and I will debate it in the dark.

After all, that's a good way to add thousands of words.

Where is there a person like him, who lifts her in the air if he disagrees, and sweeps her out of the house if he is unhappy.

And most importantly, along this path, will she still be able to return to the selection site on time? She estimated that after she had been in the room with the man for at least five minutes, it was supposed that 15 minutes had already passed.

According to the previous law, the Moonblade warriors would enter the glass room and kill the Dust Beast.

So, what will happen to itself, which is still in its belly?

Bian Cheng sighed heavily.

This feeling of not being in control of the future is really bad.

What she didn't know was that outside the glass room, there was already a different scene.

The timer was ticking and there was only one minute left.

Moti, who was originally full of hope, became more and more ugly.

Seeing this, Miyoko leaned closer to him and comforted him softly: "Mo Sang, we have done our best, don't be too sad!" ”

Bian Cheng can't come out, this is almost a recognized thing.

Moti was just struggling pointlessly.

Miyoko is soft-hearted and kind-hearted, so she chooses to stand by Mo Sang's side and constantly comfort and encourage him.

This little man is a little shy and a teenager, a bit like a male version of herself, which inexplicably makes her feel intimate.

"No, there's still time, she'll definitely be able to come out!" Mo San's fists clenched tightly and said firmly.

However, the facts hit him hard.

After he said this, the dust beast, which was originally in the shape of an inverted triangular pyramid, began to slowly dissipate from top to bottom.

It was as if it had been blown away by the wind.

That triangular cone, getting lower and smaller.

So small that it is absolutely impossible to accommodate a woman hidden in it.

Moti's face turned pale, and he staggered back two steps.

Miyoko hurriedly reached out to help, but a slender jade hand took a step faster than hers and pressed on Moti's dirty shoulder, stopping the decline of his body.

Miyoko glanced up, and the owner of that hand turned out to be Talos.

Didn't you hear that everyone in their family has a habit of cleanliness? How could you not mind the blood stains on Morty's body?

The man's gaze glanced at her with a smile.

Miyoko hurriedly turned her gaze to the glass room, not daring to look at the man, but the root of her ears had already climbed a shy flush.

In the glass room, the dust beast has shrunk to only 20 centimeters in size.

An adult, no matter how curled up, could not have entrenched himself in such a small space.

There was a sigh in the square.

Almost no one regrets Bian Cheng's death, the times are like this, no one will waste feelings for people or things that will inevitably die.

But there are many people who think that Moti is not worthy.

The assessment of the Moon Blade Warrior is one in a million.

It was not easy to pass, but because of a childish move, how many people wasted the opportunity they longed for!

Medusa's smile was cold and smug: "In the last 30 seconds, do you think it's necessary to wait?" ”

She looked at Moty with the eyes of a loser.

Damn number 31.

I don't know what the charm is.

It's okay to be a fox who has never had a good look at emotional robots, and even Moti, who is timid as a mouse when she meets for the first time, is willing to stand up for her.

Not to mention that although it is like a spring breeze, his eyes are actually higher than the top of Talos!

Such a person, if he really enters the ranks of the Moonblade Warriors, is a time bomb that may cause instability in the team at any time!

She must be detonated and destroyed at the very beginning to prevent future troubles.

It seems that it is correct to use the dust beast that is difficult to control.

Moti clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red as he looked at the ever-shrinking dust beast in the glass room, his chest filled with grief and resentment that he couldn't even spit out a complete word.

Talos answered with a smile: "What's the hurry, I've been waiting for so long, is there still thirty seconds left?" ”

The status of the void is noble, so naturally he can't stand and wait with a few people, and the Moon Blade warrior has already led him and sat on the main seat where Medusa sat before.

His penetrating gaze swept over several people, and the meaning of warning was self-evident.

Medusa shrugged: "It's really not enough to give up in the Yellow River, then from now on, let's enter the countdown!" I'm looking forward to the last minute! ”

She was bound to win, like an executioner manipulating life and death, and began to count down to death: "Ten, nine, eight, seven......"

Actually, the countdown doesn't make sense.

Because of the dust beast, it has shrunk to a fist-sized mass of gray.

There will be no more miracles!

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