Chapter 396: Ambogo (6)
Wu Slay retracted his thoughts, lowered his head and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Qingluan asked suspiciously.
"I thought of something interesting." Wu Slay grinned, baring his sharp fangs, "Do you want to hear it?" ”
"I don't really want to hear it."
Qingluan lazily answered.
The silver in the right eye became clearer and clearer, like the pupils of some kind of beast.
Wu Slay didn't care, "You are indeed much stronger than before, but this does not mean that you can win against that young master." "No matter how strong Qingluan is, he is only a high-level ability, but the young master of the Ambogo family is different.
He is the one closest to the power of the true god, perhaps he could call it, the demigod level.
"I know, I know a rough idea of what the young master is from their memories." Qingluan waved his hand, and countless silver celestial spider silks quickly receded, hiding in the surroundings. "Ten thousand years ago, we were only one step away from the true god level."
"If you're not a god after all, then there's no such thing as invincibility."
"You're thinking too simply." Wu Kill interrupted Qing Luan's voice, "Demigod level, it's not like you can deal with it." ”
"So." Qingluan took over the topic with a grin, "I just need your help." ”
As if sensing something, the grimace on the Oo's shoulder let out a hoarse mocking laugh.
His black eyes were finally occupied by red.
"Look at the way you look now, are you still human?" Qingluan tilted his head, his right eye bloomed with silver light, and he vaguely revealed a strange vertical pupil appearance, "Wu Kill, in fact, I'm helping you." ”
"Help you, but also help myself."
Bang.
Lightning streaked across the sky.
In the library, Peony, who was about to take the book from the shelf, suddenly shook her hand, and the book fell from her hand and hit the ground. Peony paused, and her dark blue eyes stared at her fingers, slightly distracted.
"Give."
A slightly cold voice.
Her voice is special, the kind of special that people can't put into words.
"Thank you." Peony came back to her senses and took the book that Paper Kite had picked up.
The paper kite nodded slightly, and casually took out a golden and somewhat ancient book from the bookshelf beside him.
Bang.
Another thunderclap.
Gradually, the sound of rain sounded.
"It's raining." Peony turned around, her eyes falling on the window, the glass wet with water droplets, and she couldn't see the scenery outside.
Rain is a regular occurrence in any world. However, unlike the ordinary world, in the Anata realm, in the higher world, when there are powerful aliens fighting, affecting the laws of the world, this will also cause such a situation.
"Hmm." The paper kite replied, "It's raining." ”
Peony turned around, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Paper Kite, the high-ranking enforcer at the headquarters of the Time and Space Administration, is ranked third.
She had known the paper kite for a long time, and had exchanged hands several times, but she had never seen through this girl.
It's like glass covered with water droplets, and it seems that you can vaguely see the scenery outside the glass, but it seems that you can't see anything clearly. Peony even had such thoughts, she was a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, because many times, her prayers were always answered by the paper kite.
Therefore, she felt that the paper kite was soft-hearted.
But what gave her such an illusion?
Bang.
The thunder suddenly became a little louder.
Lightning streaked across the sky and reflected the entire library.
The already pale faces of the two were dyed with light and shadow.
"Paper kites." In silence, Peony spoke softly, "Have you thought about the future?" ”
"Nope." The paper kite raised her eyes, her expression unchanged.
Peony pursed her lower lip slightly, paper kite is like this, always able to end the topic early. After such a long time, she is no longer a person who loves to chat, but now, I don't know why.
The thunder and rain outside the window made her feel inexplicably irritable.