At the edge of the city, where the fog meets modern architecture. In Chu Tianjiao's cognition, this is an inaccessible suburb, but the scenery is not bad, only on holidays will people drag their families to come to Qingqing, Chu Tianjiao has brought his wife and son to come a few times.

It's just that the whole city has changed, and some changes have taken place here far from the city. Our Lady of Mercy, the hospital that will only appear in the suburbs in the future, suddenly appears in the woods.

In the mist-filled forest, several chic and elegant villas loomed, and the eerie atmosphere was full. But it's not a Nibelungen, it's not a strange place in the real world, and there's no place that isn't weird.

Two almost identical black Maybachs were parked in front of a villa, which was brightly lit and brought a little popularity to the eerie atmosphere of the woods. Standing in front of the window with the glass removed, Chu Tianjiao looked at the fog outside that seemed to never dissipate, silently distracted.

The dead fog that encircles the whole city is like the edge of the world, completely blocking the waterfront and all the roads outside, and beyond that, there is nothing.

He tried to get out of this place the same way he had first entered it, but he was allowed to step on the gas pedal in the fog, and finally came out of the place where he had entered the fog. He tried other directions, but after a while, whether it was a waterway, a mountain path, or a wooded path, he returned to where he had been.

Even the methods of finding mirrors or doors told by the veterans who entered the Nibelungen would not help, and who knows if the door they found was the door to the deepest part of the world?

The deepest part of the mastermind is naturally going to go, but not now. After a few tosses, they gave up on their plans to leave the place by the usual means.

Blocking the broken window with a wooden plank, he looked back and checked. All the windows in the hallway were shattered and sealed, and everything that could have been a passage was thrown out. Although the encounter in the stadium proves that there are actually other passages for the masterminds hiding in the deepest places to deliver people here, whether it is heavy rain or passages that suddenly appear underground, this is a city built by the masterminds behind the scenes, and it doesn't take much effort to find them.

But even then, they need a place to stay, even if it's just a little rest. After the heavy rain stopped, the endless sea of Deadpool disappeared, and the whole world returned to calm, giving them a little respite.

Caesar and Fingal, who were guarding the door, nodded to him, and the latter two, who were sluggish, nodded a little weakly in response to him, with a shaky appearance, it was hard to believe that they could guard the door well, although Chu Tianjiao's state was the same as them not long ago.

In the room, the people who were repairing were as depressed as the two outside, and some even lay directly in the corner of the sofa, looking at the ceiling with slightly squinted eyes, and the whole person exuded a gray breath like a burned ash.

And the author of all this, Caesar Gattuso of another world, is being taught a lesson. Along with it, there is also Chu Zihang from another world who almost wiped everyone out.

"Senior disciples, do you know what kind of physical and psychological damage you have caused to other people?" Patting the drooping beer belly, Fingal said with a very serious face.

Throwing away his scruffy beard and messy hair, he looked righteous and stern.

"No, why am I here? I stopped this guy from going berserk! Caesar pointed at himself, and then pointed to Chu Zihang beside him.

The latter looked like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, sitting honestly with his head bowed, waiting for the other people's lessons.

"But you did what he didn't, we dodged his light cannon, but not your indiscriminate wide-area attack!" Fingal's face turned cold, "Who do you think we all have in the heads of all of us who are still buzzing now?" ”

"It's funny, I'm the singing voice of Apollo, the god of art!" Caesar argued, going from being a little self-aware after being reminded by Patsy to being confident and feeling very good about himself.

Pressing his temples to relieve the headache, his head was still buzzing, his distracted eyes regained focus, and Chen Motong, who was slumped on the sofa, turned his head to look at him with difficulty. He looked exactly the same as Caesar when she first met, but he didn't look self-aware......

It can only be said that it is not for nothing that Caesar here would rather give up staying by her side than go outside to guard the door, putting aside the question of whether he can fight or not, he is a little disdainful that he is in the same room as this Caesar.

Chu Tianjiao and Chu Zihang, who was being trained, glanced at each other, and the latter remembered that he had done such a thing, and he was silent and did not dare to turn his head sideways with him.

Sighing silently, the disbelief of the six relatives after going crazy is only one aspect of his guilt, speaking of which, the damage he did to them in the end is not as good as Caesar who saved them and woke him up......

He walked to the corner of the room, silently looked at the extremely pale young man lying on the bed, lowered his voice and said to Lu Mingfei, who had been guarding the bedside, "Is he still not waking up?" ”

Lu Mingfei raised his head, revealing a somewhat pale face: "...... Well, it doesn't look like I'm going to wake up, and I don't have any head injuries. ”

That being said, fractures of varying severity were all over his body, and if it weren't for Odin's alchemy-treated armor and mask, he would have ended up in the same way as the buildings at Shilan Middle School.

However, such an injury is nothing at all for a high-level half-blood, especially for Chu Zihang, who has a bloodline of the third degree of violent blood, it is not impossible to recover after a good night's sleep.

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang who didn't have a trace of blood on his face, and when he knew that the person under the mask was him, he ignored the singing that destroyed his spirit, rushed over and hugged his head like crazy, and then cried and laughed, as if he was really crazy.

Su Xiaoyan fell asleep on the quilt, holding the unconscious Chu Zihang's hand tightly with one hand. Once when Xiao Chu Zihang had a high fever and did not go away, she did just that.

His eyelids were fighting, but Xiao Chu Zihang, who was still fighting against the buzz and sleepiness, raised his head and pulled Lu Mingfei's clothes: "Brother, is he the person you are looking for?" ”

“…… Yes. Lu Mingfei showed a smile that was more ugly than crying and said, "This is the Chu Zihang I'm looking for." ”

Even if there was no little devil who suddenly ran out to explain, he understood that he would definitely not admit his mistake this time, this was definitely the Chu Zihang he was looking for!

Fingal and Caesar are still talking, and although they seem almost indistinguishable to outsiders, they each have their own theories. Chu Zihang, who was being trained, turned his head sideways and silently watched everything that happened in that corner, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of others.

After the initial fear, deep in his heart, he also rose up to rejoice that a mother had taken her son back...... Although without Caesar, the latter would have perished at his hands.

It's just that Chu Zihang, who was recaptured, except for the external injuries on his body, everything was normal with his vital signs and so on, but his whole person was like a vegetative person, and he didn't respond to the call of the outside world at all. It was as if his body had returned, but his soul had been taken away by the mask.

Lu Mingfei held the divine light and lost it, and the broken mask that he probably wouldn't want on the street silently went out of his mind, maybe this thing could find his lost soul. Caesar from the other world had also obtained such a trophy, but in the other world they were not very interested in the mask, as if they had already known that it would not be useful.

The sky gradually turned white, and this time it was not Odin who struck again, but it was dawn.

After moving his body, Lu Mingfei, who had been sitting all night, looked back and looked at the people who were lying or sitting. Finally, Fingal and Caesar, who still couldn't stop the buzzing in their heads, were replaced, and Caesar and Chu Zihang, who were the initiators, took over the position of the vigil.

The former still felt that they should be honored to see his first open-air stage performance.

Silently, a pair of crimson eyes met his gaze. Then in the next second, the two awake people opened their eyes at the same time. Chen Motong glanced down at Caesar, who was lying not far away, frowning tightly in his sleep, as if he was having a nightmare, and turned his head silently, looking at the night light on the wall in a daze.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and continued to look at Chu Zihang, whose face was still pale and basically did not react except for a faint breath.

After being silent for I don't know how long, Chen Motong suddenly said, "Congratulations, you finally got him back." ”

"Thank you......" Lu Mingfei replied dryly.

"However, memory occupies a large part of man's own existence, and if he does not get back everyone's memories of him, he is still a ghost that only exists in the past." Chen Motong turned his head and looked at him deeply and said.

"I'm starting to believe a little bit that you say Susie likes him." Chen Motong turned his head sideways before Lu Mingfei turned his head and said to himself. "I haven't experienced it, but it's probably painful to forget someone you like. A gentle person like her should not be treated so cruelly. ”

Lu Mingfei nodded silently and said, "I will let you remember his ...... again"

Before he could finish speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open. Looking at the people who were awakened, the dumb hair on Caesar's head jumped and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but we have to move, and someone from our side is coming over again!" ”

The people who were not sleeping very well were woken up, the conversation was interrupted, and Lu Mingfei, who was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, subconsciously asked: "Someone is coming over again?" Who is it this time? ”

He lowered his head and rubbed his legs, which had been sitting all night, and then he raised his head without hearing an answer, and looked at Chu Zihang Gujing opposite, but there was a certain deep meaning. On the other side, he held the terminal and talked all night in his dreams, and Fingal over there also looked at him with a strange expression.

As if he understood something, Lu Mingfei subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and stretched out his hand to point at himself in disbelief. And what answered him was the little devil's sigh.

"Brother, you really have to be careful this time, he's here......"

……

Why is it here? In some narrow alleys, Lu Mingfei, who was drooping his shoulders, looked up at Fingal on his side who poked his head out of the window of his room and waved his arms to cheer him up. Chen Motong and Caesar also poked their heads out of the other window, the latter looking at him expressionlessly, but the former looked like he was gloating.

Their current location is in the old city, which replicates almost the entire Marina City, and it is not surprising that the neighborhood of the uncle's family appears here.

In the alley, apart from him, Caesar Fingal of the other world was lying on the ground and didn't know what he was painting, and Chu Zihang of the other world was watching behind them with a knife. Chu Zihang, who was unconscious on his side, was placed at his uncle's house, but Chu Tianjiao's family of three did not leave him, standing at the entrance of the corridor and looking curiously here.

"Are you sure you drew it that way?" Like musical attainments, artistic attainments are more or less affected, and Caesar, who is still a scumbag, asks suspiciously.

Fingal threw away the chalk made of magic materials, looked at Caesar, who was going through the crisis of failing at the end of the semester, with a look of disdain, and said, "Are you questioning me, who won the first place in mathematics in the undergraduate department in the first four years?" ”

Caesar nodded affirmatively and said, "The main thing is that your repetition career in the last four years is too amazing. ”

"That's better than you who are even more worried about the make-up exam next semester." Fingal smiled disdainfully and threw a few high-purity magic crystals into the summoning array, "One-way passage, this little bit of magic resources is enough." ”

Then he said to Lu Mingfei, who was standing in the center of the summoning array, numb like a wooden man: "Don't be nervous, take it easy, junior brother of the other world, you are just a positioning coordinate, so as not to let him run too far like us." And the boss is actually a very kind person, and he won't treat you badly. ”

Saying as if you gave me a choice, Lu Mingfei sighed secretly, and was a little surprised to hear Fingal's boss called, and then felt that it should be so. Suddenly appeared last night, the sloppy little devil like his own brother said, used to his strength, I haven't seen him so weak for a long time.

Strong...... Strong!

Inexplicably, wearing a dressy formal suit, his hair is meticulously groomed, and there are no more or no accessories on his body, but each one is extraordinarily exquisite, and each has its own story. I also like to hold a red wine glass, sit lonely on a high place and quietly watch other people......

That's it, an adult version of the little devil suddenly broke into his head.

The summoning array began to glow, and he was not prepared at all, and under the nervousness, the problem of wanting to say bad things came out again, and he even wondered if to say a cross talk to welcome him.

The magic power surged wildly, and then quickly fell silent again, and before he was mentally prepared, Lu Mingfei, whose heart was almost to his throat, looked left and right with a confused face. He could clearly sense that someone was coming to him, but he couldn't see anything.

"You're looking there." A very familiar voice suddenly sounded from the ground.

Lu Mingfei, who was frozen, lowered his head stiffly like a wooden man, and then looked at the three-headed man standing at his feet, who looked like a doll, and the expression on his face gradually became exciting.