"What does it feel?" The white-haired old man Fermi asked in a calm voice after he walked to the VIP seat.

"It's strong, and even if I do give it my all, I shouldn't be his opponent." Fermi shook his head slightly, telling the truth.

"You've really disappointed me that you used that scroll against him." The calm voice continued, as if it was not at all interested in the newly strong puddle of confused magician Fermi.

"I just want to see more of his strength, otherwise you'll be even more disappointed." Fermi just paused in the VIP seat for a moment and walked straight away. This is his employer, but their relationship is obviously not as good as expected, and such a combination is indeed relatively rare.

On the other side, a middle-aged man dressed in black walked out of the black carapace and walked towards another VIP seat.

"Isn't it cool?" Before he could reach the VIP seat, a sturdy and bold man stood inside, looking younger than Paeller who was driving the black carapace.

Pyler just smiled, didn't speak, and walked straight forward......

"I thought it was, it was like this." The young man smiled, leaving the Prism Star on the side confused.

"It's still a long time before the real show starts, why don't you go shopping with me?" The young man's words scared Flying Prism, you are not a woman, I want to accompany you for Mao?

Well, wait, isn't this a woman dressed as a man? I don't know why, Flying Prism Star thought of this year made him unhappy for a while, and looked carefully, this is absolutely impossible... The young man looked too gentlemanly. Although the extra lines are very beautiful and soft, they are definitely not close to what I imagined.

"I know you didn't react to what I said, hehe..."The young man continued his words, although he was puzzled why Flying Star didn't make a move to block the pillar of flames, but he didn't have the slightest doubt about his strength. It's a feeling, for no reason.

"Okay." Prism wanted to say that this was not shopping, what was there to shop, but after thinking about it, forget it. This young man should be familiar with this...

Soon, he followed the young man to a VIP seat in the front row. You must know that they have always been at the back before, and I don't know if this young man is trying to test his eyesight or what, there is a VIP seat that does not sit inside and watch, so he has to run to the back?

Many people are also curious, how dare the people in the back go to the VIP seats in front? It's just that soon, people don't think it's any strange, because they see the young man next to Flying Star.

For this young man, many of the people present were no strangers now, not because of anything else, just because he had directly bounced off Fermi's thick flame pillar just now.

This hand is not not simple to describe, even if it is very not easy to describe. Therefore, how strong the young man is, this is reflected at once. And, it seems, his previous block was effortless.

Why did the young man go to the back of the table when he was qualified to watch it? This is everyone's doubt, and at the same time, it is also the doubt of Flying Prism. Flying Star felt that he was a newcomer after all, and he didn't understand the place here, so it was understandable to stand behind and watch, but what about this young man?

"It's too close to look good." This was the young man's explanation, which left Flying Star speechless for a while, and for their strength, this distance did not have much effect.

After entering the VIP seat, Flying Star found that this place was indeed quite luxurious. This is a private room, the location is not big, of course, the location here is not much that Flying Prism thinks, others don't think so, Flying Prism is used to living in a large room.

The layout inside is only orderly, although it can't say that there is everything, but there will definitely be the most deserving things, which are all set up for people with status, and naturally it will not be too simple.

"It seems to be good, the viewing angle here is carefully set." After seeing the layout here, Flying Prism said happily.

"Of course, but where are you from?" The young man asked, his expression not as cold as before.

"Where are you from?" Prism asked curiously, he really didn't know who the other party was now. It seems that I need to go back to Fried to learn more about this information, otherwise it is easy to be confused by people when I am away from home.

"Then you don't have to ask, I know, you are a Blue Sea Star." The young man said with a blank face, as if he had already rehearsed it, and did not feel that he would be wrong.

"......" Flying Prism found that he was away from home as if he had no secrets. But, then again, it's not a secret. At the very least, there are billions of people on Earth who are very sure that Prism is Earthling.

"I don't know who your collaborator is, since you can get here." The young man voiced his doubts, and it seemed that knowing that the other party was an earthling, it was not very valuable.

This Arcturus field is not big, but it is not small, and the number of earthlings is relatively large. Even if you know that Prism is an earthling, what's the use?

"Take whatever you want." The young man looked like a lazy man, with a refrigerator and drinks. Prism believed that there should be no shortage of good things there, but he was just not interested.

"Forget it... Keep watching the game. Prism shook his head, he wasn't thirsty. Even if he was thirsty, he didn't want to drink other people's things, and there were plenty of drinks in his spatial ring. And, of course, there's the rum he's been getting hooked on lately, and it's really delicious.

If there are no accidents, Flying Prism estimates that after a while, he will have to be deeply obsessed.

Ingleson's favorite limestone, Flying Prism, didn't catch a cold, but he did like another Fairy Star specialty...... Rum. The colors are similar, but the taste is very different. It also has a sweet and fragrant taste, but if you divide it carefully, it is completely different.

For this feeling, Flying Star doesn't know how to say it. The main thing is that Chen Lin and Xin Tianluo feel that the taste of these two wines is the same, but he feels that they are not the same at all. It's not even similar in taste, what's going on?

It was not only Chenlin and Xintianshen who helped Feiprism test it, but also Luo Wenchuang and others, and it was found that it was ...... Either Prism is a freak, or someone else is a freak. Obviously, the former is more acceptable, or rather, it is simply that.

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