Black Haired Youth stared at him silently.
It seemed that Bo Shuo was silent, and the man didn't speak for a long time.
No one spoke for a long while.
The mist that was originally surging also stood quietly aside because of the owner's stagnation.
In the end, Bo Shuo couldn't stand it any longer and said something expressionlessly.
"What room do you want?"
In fact, Bo Shuo had already keenly sensed that something was wrong. The other party actually didn't even make the first move when they saw him.
Thinking of this, Bo Shuo observed more carefully.
The panicked heart gradually calmed down, Bo Shuo calmed down, and sure enough he discovered something unusual.
In front of me, 'Deity' doesn't feel right about him.
Comparing his feelings, Bo Shuo consciously put himself into the perspective of the other party. If he was so humiliated, humiliated, or even stepped on like a dog, he would definitely...
Bo Shuo thought so and couldn't help but say it in his heart.
007 asked curiously, "What will happen?"
Bo Shuo was silent for a long time.
"Will take the initiative to lie down on the ground."
007: "..."
(Emotion Points+999 from 007)
Bo Shuo's face is not red and his heart is not beating.
If you can't beat me, what will happen if you lie down on the ground?
"..."
The exchange between Bo Shuo and 007 lasted only a few seconds. Yi Rong slowly looked away, and then looked at Black Mist who was trying to get away from him.
As a part of Him, I don't know what's going on, but I try my best to rub against the young man.
Yi Rong's face was expressionless, and he grabbed the invisible Black Mist with his hands to prevent it from falling away from his body.
"I want your First-Class Room."
Silver Haired Man seems to have not spoken for a long time. His words are low and the ending is slightly hoarse, but it still sounds too good and pleasant.
Bo Shuo is now completely certain that the 'Deity' in front of him has no memory of the previous period at all.
Otherwise, don't just stand here and talk nicely, I guess you will start to take action in the next second.
Fortunately, okay, as long as he pretends that he doesn't know Him now, he can get through this problem quickly.
Bo Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, tried his best to maintain his composure on the surface, raised his hand to take down the key chain hanging on the counter, and then handed it to Yi Rong.
Yi Rong did not reach out to pick it up, but stared at Bo Shuo with an inexplicable and creepy gaze.
Before Bo Shuo could let go of his hanging heart, He suddenly mentioned it in His next sentence.
Silver Haired Black Robed Man suddenly spoke:
"Have we met before? I feel very familiar with you."
His question was very indifferent and seemed to be raised casually, but just such a sentence made Bo Shuo extremely vigilant.
grass.
You old man still has memories.
Bo Shuo complained in his heart, trying to use this method to relieve his nervous mood, but the hand underneath was still trembling, and the next moment warmth came from his fingers.
Looking down, 007 trembled and hugged his fingers, not daring to express his anger.
The brightness on its body flickered, and it was obviously very frightened.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
After this interruption, Bo Shuo's mood calmed down, his face was calm, and then he looked at Silver Haired Man in front of him, his voice was light.
"Maybe, I have no impression of you."
After saying these words, I don't know if he touched some of his reverse scales. Bo Shuo watched helplessly as Black Mist, who was originally restrained, was like a wild horse running wild, surging wildly, desperately trying to escape from his master's hands.
He was as restless as if his wife had been robbed, and he wished he could rush to Bo Shuo first.
But everything was in vain. Before he could rush over, he was tightly held by his master.
"They seem to like you very much."
Yi Rong looked at Bo Shuo thoughtfully.
Bo Shuo: "... Maybe."
Bo Shuo dare not tell the truth.
Because he felt that this was not love, but a kind of hysteria like seeing an enemy.
007's trembling body paused for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Host host, the news of World Consciousness has come!"
Bo Shuo signaled it to continue.
007: "He told me, don't worry, this is not the main body of 'Deity', and its strength is not that strong."
"What do you mean it's not the subject?"
"This is a bit complicated to explain."
007 considered the words, "Derivatives are literally what they mean. <Dream Awakening>'s concept of combat power is outrageous. To a certain extent, it refers to the elements of Cthulhu. Even the lowest-sequence Deity is just a waste of time to destroy the universe with one thought, let alone the higher-authority Excellency."
"And the power of these Excellency scattered randomly will form 'derivatives'. It doesn't even need to be more. Even a power the size of a dandruff can become a powerful existence. Of course, it may also be a group. The more powerful Excellency, the higher the strength of the derivatives produced."
"The Raincoat Monster you saw last time is a derivative of A-Class Ghost."
When he said this, 007 obviously hesitated for a moment, and then looked up at Silver Haired Man not far away.
"But I have never seen... a 'derivative' that is so similar to the original body."
Just now I almost thought it was me.