"Are you sure this is really possible?" said the cold voice with some regret. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a dark space, there's no light, and you can see everything here. There seemed to be wind in my ears, but it was like a roar of something, and it was a little scary.

"Who knows, I said I don't know anything. "The voice of history came slowly, a little helpless.

"You know everything, right? You said you don't know anything, and you know everything. The silver figure smiled helplessly, but the smile was still cold.

The long silver hair was naturally draped behind him, and the long hair hung down to the calves and was slightly upturned at the ends.

A pair of silver eyes were a little reluctant, but more of them were as cold as ice. She looked ahead and fell into memory.

It seems like a long time ago, and I can't remember how long it was, but that bastard, didn't he say that he was going to come back together?

Why do you have to go when you know that you will die, the world or something, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, don't you know, there are still people waiting for you?

Shrouded in black robes, he can't see the expression of history. He was holding a book in his hand, and the book had no name because he was still going.

The silver-haired girl's words made him chuckle, and she was right, he did know everything, and of course he didn't know anything.

Everything is probably fate, and if it is coincidental to a certain point, it is fate.

The gray eyes were also a little wandering, and he also fell into memory. It's just that what he is recalling is not the past, but the future.

"It's almost time. With a faint sigh, history slid a free hand and gently slid across the void in front of him.

They were standing on the edge of a huge platform, and from a distance, it looked like a huge ship, and they were standing on the deck of this ship.

In front of them was something resembling the sea. But it was pale gold, more like a gas than a liquid. Between breaths, it seemed that she could smell a strange fragrance, but the silver-haired girl instinctively frowned and held her breath.

"Do you really want to be here? Can these things really succeed?" caused the girl to feel a little uneasy, and looked at the thing that was floating on the surface of the sea in the golden liquid.

A one-meter-eighty-five pillow that is equal to someone, the person on it looks like he is smiling, but his expression is a little stiff, his eyes are gentle, but a scar on his face looks a little vicious.

This is the baby of the silver-haired girl, even if history personally asked her to ask for it, she thought about it for a few seconds before deciding to hand it over, after all, it is better to think about it as a real person.

"Wouldn't it be easier if you had handed over the things earlier? After looking for so long, you ended up having one in your arms, and I was a little angry when I thought about it. "There are some strange emotions in the gray eyes of history, which seem to be nostalgic and seem to be missing.

The words of history seem to come from an endless distance, but every time he says a word, the golden ocean under his feet changes.

By the time he finished speaking, the golden sea under his feet was already boiling.

"How do I know you're looking for this, what you said about 'things that record existence' and 'memories about him' are so vague, do you think I'm just like you?"

It's just that as long as she is not blind, you can see that her concealment is not much different from that of not concealing it.

"So that's what you think? So you're not stupid. "History looked at the boiling golden ocean, and his eyes seemed to see through the void, seeing the person beyond the endless time and space.

A place that cannot be predicted, a time that cannot be recorded.

It was a silver world, and a voice of an upper body **** was lying on the ground panting. He had hideous scars on his body, and he looked terrifying.

Red blood mixed with a faint golden color flowed from the wounds on his body, bringing a bit of variegation to this silvery world.

As if feeling the peeping gaze, he said with some difficulty: "It's going to be soon, it's going to be good soon......"

Retracting her gaze, History froze in place, and the silver-haired girl on the side seemed to feel the terrifying aura and low sneer coming from the people around her.

"What do you see?" asked the silver-haired girl anxiously, at this moment, what kind of indifference, what disguise, what stood on top of the refrigerator and pretended to be cold, how far and how far to roll.

"Who knows?" the voice of history came, I don't know if it was an illusion, the silver-haired girl felt that his voice was even colder, revealing a murderous intent.

She had never seen this kind of history before, and at this moment she seemed to understand why the guy was shocked that she was able to beat history last time, and she could only tremble at this moment.

After a short period of distraction, the silver-haired girl came back to her senses and pouted: "What to pretend, don't say it if you don't want to say it." It's like who wants to know. ”

"Hey, you actually reacted, it looks like it was my mistake this time. History smiled and said, the information that flowed between the words made the silver-haired girl can't help but want to blow up.

"What do you want to say?" The silver-haired girl still didn't blow up her hair in the end, and after weighing it again, she still decided not to provoke history, and now she is not in her heyday, she may not be able to beat others.

"Take your time, don't rush, there will be results soon, just wait. History reached out and pressed it on his chest, and then a look of relief seemed to appear in his gray eyes.

"yes? I think you're the one who is in a hurry. A smiling expression appeared on the delicate face of the silver-haired girl, and she looked at history, as if she wanted to see the expression on history's face through the black mask.

"Doesn't the person who is in a hurry know very well how anxious he is?" History only said one word about the performance of the silver-haired girl.

"Bastard, who's in a hurry!" Sure enough, the fish will take the bait.

"By the way, can you show me the book you've been holding?" Although she was asking, the silver-haired girl reached out directly to grab it.

In addition to curiosity about the book that she has always held in her arms, she probably has another feeling, which can probably be called jealousy.

History seemed to be laughing, and he let the silver-haired girl snatch the book away, not hindering it, but raising his hand and covering his ears.

After a while, a scream resounded through the space, and even made the golden sea that had just regained its calm beneath his feet set off waves again, and there were faint cries mixed with some cries.

"You're a ...... of soul"