The next day, Yan Xia slept until the afternoon and didn't wake up. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and there was an obvious discomfort somewhere, but he had already changed his clothes. It seems that he fell asleep last night. Song helped clean it up.

Han Xia looked around and found that Shuo Ge was no longer in the room.It's just that this time I wasn't confused by the low-grade fever, coupled with the discomfort all over my body, my stomach was still on fire, so I didn't foolishly go out to look for someone again.

After lying down for a while, I was really hungry, so I reluctantly got up slowly. After all, yesterday's exercise was too exhausting.In a certain way, hunger is also a big reason for Xia Xia to wake up.

Just as he sat up, he saw Shuo Ge walk in, bringing in a food box by the way, which was antique.

But Han Xia doesn't care about the origin of this food box now. On the one hand, he is sore from falling apart, and on the other hand, the instigator walked in from the outside with elegance and ease, so now he belongs to Shuo Ge. accurate.The fire was a little ambiguous, and it couldn't escape what happened last night.

Shuo Ge didn't seem to see Yan Xia's darkened face, but just put the food box on the wooden table in the room, and took out the food in the food box - a bowl of white porridge, a few plates of small and delicate snacks.Simple movements are pleasing to the eye.

"I thought you would sleep a little longer, but it seems that your physical strength is better than I expected." Shuo Ge's tone was playful, which made Yan Xia's anger soar to the roof.

Shuo Ge walked to the bed and stood still, then looked at Yan Xia playfully, and said, "Get up and eat, aren't you hungry?"

Han Xia is also angry and has a childish temper. She just lifts the quilt and plans to get out of bed, but just as she moves, she feels obvious discomfort in her lower body, and her waist hurts like it's about to break even if it deflects a little.

Shuo Ge on the side looked at Yan Xia grinning happily while grinning in pain.It was a slap in the face to provoke Yan Xia to directly raise his eyes, but it didn't achieve the desired effect, and Shuo Ge laughed even more happily.

whispering sound.

Han Xia snorted and ignored the person beside him.She began to slowly rub against the bed, but was picked up by the man with a bow.

"You have to learn to rely on me," the man carried Xia Xia to the table, his tone still full of teasing, "at least from now on, you have to learn."

Yan Xia snorted lightly, without commenting, but could hear disdain from the voice.

When the boy got rid of the fragility and defenselessness caused by the low-grade fever, and returned to his senses, then his inherently strong dignity also returned.Then, in his mind, dependence and utilization are two different things.

The former is delivery and the latter is request.

Shuo Ge heard the meaning but just raised his eyebrows, and then put the boy on the chair beside the poor wooden table. When the boy's buttocks touched the chair, Shuo Ge obviously felt the boy's body tighten.His mood improved instantly, and he decided not to entangle this issue with him.

Anyway, no matter what, this child can only be his own, isn't it?So take no rush.

Since living in Lost Castle, Yan Xia really rarely eats such a Chinese-style breakfast.But for him now, these are not much different, because he is really hungry now.

A meal was eaten quickly and quietly, and it was like a wind and a cloud.Our Lord Devil was a little surprised to see Yan Xia, who had never had a lot of food, wiped out all the food on the table, and was really worried that this child would spoil himself.

But it's okay, at least Yan Xia looks normal after eating these.So Shuo Ge carried her back to the bed, and then went to tidy up the things on the table.Then he took the food box and left the room.

It is still a roundabout stone pavement. It is undeniable that there is indeed a sense of tranquil beauty here, but Shuoge just can't like this oriental beauty.

This kind of beauty is too arrogant, living alone, thinking that using fake mountains and rivers can blend into the realm I am pursuing, it is a bit self-deceiving.

Passing through one rockery after another, passing through an arch, a white-haired man in white clothes stood there holding an umbrella in the courtyard ahead, with a small bell hanging from the end of each umbrella bone.

Shuo Ge walked over, casually put the food box on the stone table beside the man, then sat down on the stone bench casually, and put one hand on the stone table casually.

Six seasons noticed the wound on Singer Shuo's hand that went through the palm of his hand. After all, he felt a little sorry. After all, if he hadn't cooperated with that person to seal his power, he wouldn't have been seriously injured or even almost died.It's just that he, who is always not good at words, doesn't know how to speak.

Shuo Ge noticed that his gaze was on the back of his hand, put it down calmly, and pulled his attention away with a smile, "Thank you very much, I'm afraid if you hadn't picked us up, you wouldn't know that child Where is the messy space taking us?"

Liu Ji was silent for a while, before saying, "It's just a chance encounter. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't go out of my way to save her."

Shuo Ge: "..."

It should have been understood a long time ago that in the sixth season, he has a unique way of communicating, or in other words, a way of pulling hatred.

Season [-]: "Is that kid okay?"

"Ah?" Shuoge's mind flashed a row of eclectic images, then subconsciously touched his nose, and said cheekily, "Not bad." Then he had nothing to say, "Why do you care about him?"

Liu Ji was holding an umbrella on a sunny afternoon, and his surroundings seemed to exude a kind of cool air, "This time, I went to a lot of people."

Shuo Ge realized after a while that he was talking about the Undead City, or in other words, many people lost their way and died.

Shuo Ge said indifferently, "Isn't this what you expected at the very beginning, don't say you regret it."

Shuo Ge has never been a righteous person who would give up everything for the sake of the common people.Otherwise, he would not be willing to be imprisoned by power alone, and then be locked in various spaces and forgotten by time.He will always only do what he wants to do. He is forgotten by time, which can only show that he is willing and wants to be forgotten by time.

Even if, this is just a way for him to escape.To escape from the design of a former best friend can even be said to be a betrayal.

Liu Ji was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said, "So, among us, you are the only one who is truly heartless."

Shuo Ge waved his hand noncommittally.

"I just kept thinking about what made us become like this. At the beginning, he said that it was to prevent the world from losing its balance, and now it is the same reason."

It was rare for Shuo Ge to see Liu Ji say so many words at once. Looking up at Liu Ji's expression, he also guessed that there might be some confidants or people with special meaning among the people who died this time.

He opened his mouth to say a few words of comfort, but the words did not come out of his mouth. After all, they are not the confidantes they were back then.

Comforting things are only suitable for those special people, Shuo Ge doesn't think he is qualified for this.

The bell on the umbrella of Six Seasons rang suddenly, the sound was not loud, the kind of broken sound.

Both Liu Ji and Shuo Ge were taken aback, and then Liu Ji frowned.Then he said goodbye and left.

Shuo Ge watched the man disappear in front of her eyes, smiled and said nothing.

For Hua Zhou's surprise strike, Liu Ji might have fallen into a disadvantage at this moment, not to mention that person has not shown up yet, and there are naturally many strange people and strange people in his subordinates who have ruled various spaces for many years.In the case of being deeply hit, the sixth season may be very difficult.

What's more, that person just now clearly lost his fighting spirit.

If there is no desire to fight, there is no such thing as victory.

That person won thousands of years ago, I'm afraid that person will still win after thousands of years.

So what about yourself?

If the balance of this space really can't accommodate me, have I ever been tired of this endless eternal life?

Thinking of this, Shuo Ge couldn't help laughing, he was really taken away by the Sixth Season, why did he think of these things, he naturally still had to live as he should.

What's more, I still have a confirmed person.

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