midnight ten

Qi Hua's "fear" made most of the passers-by in the temple look incredulous.

"Back to reality" was almost their ultimate dream, so why did it become their deepest fear when they came to Qi Hua?

Tang Lin didn't expect it either.

He thought that what Qi Hua was most afraid of would be that the stationery tree [Painted Skin] would be announced by Demos. After all, once everyone was prepared, the success rate of [Painted Skin] would be greatly reduced. In order to keep this secret, Qi Hua Even at the expense of killing people.

Compared with the onlookers, the party whose fearful secret was exposed was very calm.At least it seems that he can still maintain the posture of a branch leader of a large organization.

"I admit, I like this place better." He calmly looked directly at Demos, his tone didn't fluctuate much, and all his emotions were perfectly concealed.

It's a pity that Demos didn't look at the face, but only looked at the heart: "I like your attitude. Now that you admit it, let's also confess the reason why you are afraid of returning to reality. After all, even if you don't say it..." He turned towards you Qi Hua smiled slightly, "I'll explain it to you too."

Qi Hua's naturally lowered hand was clenched for a moment, but then loosened in an instant, and a dry smile appeared on his face: "I am a complete loser in reality, but here, I have the leader of the Home Returning Team." Status, with the ability of the stationery tree, and a man who responds to everyone, of course I don’t want to return to reality.”

A little surprise flashed in Demos' eyes, and in this surprise, there was a trace of satisfaction: "If everyone can have a good attitude like you, then it will be much easier for me to chat."

"In front of you, there is no secret to hide." Qi Hua's body relaxed slightly, which was a signal that she had adapted to the rhythm of the chat. "Once you realize this, you will know that all resistance is futile."

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qi Hua is very smart and has strong self-regulation ability.He was exposed to fear at the beginning, and his mood fluctuated obviously, but after just two conversations, he had already completed the series of processes of "accepting his fate--self-deprecating--actively cooperating with Demos to chat".

So many people who were sentenced to death by Demos in front were basically the losers of this conversion process.

Even those who passed the level, like Xiashanhu and Cong Yue, did not actually successfully complete this attitude change, but they made up for it comprehensively with other flashes or opportunities.

"Although your flattery is not very good, but I like it." Demus's handsome face, which had been covered by clouds for a long time, finally cleared up, "Then let's have a short chat—"

"Misappropriating public funds, being reported by your subordinates who are usually bullied by you, and selling the house to pay back the money to the company, so as to avoid the disaster of prison. But after the work is over, it is impossible for other companies to want you. You put all the pressure and pressure on you." I vented my unwillingness to my wife and children, so my wife divorced you, and the children were not awarded to you. In the end, you were so devastated that you didn't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain..."

Demus seems to be reading a background story according to the flow, his tone is cadenced, but it is mechanical and emotionless.

Qi Hua's body stiffened again, and it was obvious that her heart was suffering a new round of shock.

"Just when you had nowhere to go, you were drawn in here." Demos paused here, his gentle eyes were like the teeth of a poisonous snake, and he bit Qi Hua firmly.

This is Demus.

Whether your attitude is good or bad, whether you cooperate or resist, he will eventually strip you naked, strip you naked, strip you with nothing to hide.

Qi Hua finally resisted.

He didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he just digested himself in silence.

Seeing his stiff body tend to relax a little, Demus suddenly added another dose of medicine: "Your stationery tree is very interesting."

Qi Hua was shocked suddenly.

Demos turned a blind eye and continued on his own: "[Painted Skin] can change into anyone's appearance anytime, anywhere, including the voice, and it can be used to inquire about news or sneak attacks. It couldn't be more useful."

Qi Hua clenched her teeth, as if she wanted to laugh, but she didn't. In the end, she turned into a slightly distorted and weird expression: "It's all shaken out by you, no matter how useful it is, it's useless."

Demos sighed pretendingly: "Yes, the biggest advantage of [Painted Skin] is the 'unconsciousness' of being deceived. When most people face acquaintances, it is impossible to think 'this may be a fake', Even if the other party shows obvious flaws, they will explain themselves from other aspects such as the other party's experience and mood. This 'vigilance blind spot' is the living condition of [Painted Skin]. But if everyone knows, there is such a stationery A tree that allows the user to pretend to be anyone..."

"Then it's a layer of paper that can be easily broken." Qi Hua interrupted him and finished the sentence for him.

Demos didn't expect that Qi Hua would take the initiative to grab the conversation, and his eyes became playful.

Qi Hua remained silent, letting him watch.

Demos suddenly smiled: "A person like you who uses all means to achieve his goals and uses his power and ability to the maximum should not be restrained outside. Congratulations, you have found the right place now."

Qi Hua completely relaxed for the first time.

He knows that he has...

"Passed." Demos gave the result lightly.

This was not a "confrontation" in the strict sense, because Qi Hua resolved most of the shock in her heart.

But because of this, the passers-by were not surprised by his pass.

The self-absorption and transformation of the two shocks—one is the fear of not daring to return to reality, and the other is the fear of [Painted Skin] being exposed—is the decisive factor for him to pass the level.

The assessment in the temple saw that now, no matter how slow the passers are, they still have some rules for the "knowledge of customs clearance".

In the face of fear, the more emotional the breaker, the easier it is to be sentenced to death.

But in the face of Demos, the more presumptuous passers-by, the easier it is to pass.

But emotions are not something you can calm down if you want to.

Not everyone is willing to let go of wantonly attacking the gatekeepers.

Qi Hua couldn't do the latter, but accomplished the former very well.

"Don't hurry." Seeing that Qi Hua was about to turn around and go to the clearer camp behind, Demos called him slowly, "I have a farewell message for you."

Qi Hua turned her head, her eyes puzzled.

Demos leaned forward slightly and approached him: "I know a person who has the same ability as you, and the whole world knows his ability, but his combat power has never been a paper that can be broken..."

The gatekeeper withdrew his body, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at all the passers behind.

"I said this because I hope you don't misunderstand. You can pass because you meet the clearance criteria, but don't imagine how strong you are."

Because of bugs, they will always be bugs—these words were clearly written in Demos' eyes.

"Next." The gatekeeper shrugged, casually tensed up the atmosphere, and casually pulled it back, shifting his frivolous gaze to the only remaining Tang Lin and Bai Luxie.

Bai Lu slanted forward half a step, occupying all the gatekeeper's field of vision, and yawned without any scruples: "Slow down, I'm going to fall asleep."

Demos looked at him quietly for a moment, and said, "If you launch the stationery tree at me again, I won't be polite."

Bai Lu said "Yeah", Fengyan smiled innocently: "Have you been discovered?"

Demos snorted disdainfully: "[Meng Po Soup], it makes people's memory go blank within 3 minutes."

Mengpo soup?

All the passers-by were shocked, this stationery tree was foul.If you want to attack someone, you can directly make the other party lose their memory, and attack when their mind is blank, there is almost no possibility of failure.

Tang Lin finally knew how Zhuzi and Nange lost their neck rings.

They were robbed in a trance state, and after the robbing was over, and because they were still "within 3 minutes", the memory of being robbed would also be erased, so they only remembered meeting Bai Luxie, and when they recovered, the collar was gone, and neither was Bai Luxie. up.

Stationery that affects "memory"...

If memory can be erased, can it be restored after ascending to a higher stationery tree?

This is a bold idea, but not necessarily impossible.

Tang Lin subconsciously looked at Fan Peiyang.

Sure enough, Fan Peiyang stared at Bai Luxie closely, the light in his eyes was extremely bright.

"Your stationery tree may be invincible against passers-by," Demos continued, "but if you use it on me, you will be courting death."

Bai Luxie was not annoyed at all, and even had a passion for knowledge: "The stationery trees of those levels are not courting death if you use them on you?"

It was the first time Demos met a passer who asked this question, and it was quite new, and it was rare for him to answer with a good temper: "At least level five or above."

But Bai Luxie didn't give up: "How many levels of stationery trees can kill you?"

Demus: "..."

All passers-by: "..."

What does it mean to dig a hole and bury yourself? Please see Demos.

The gatekeepers did not answer this question that the masses liked to hear, because in the next second, Demos shamelessly launched a "snooping", Bai Luxie was in a trance, quieted down, and naturally couldn't ask any more questions.

Demos entered a boundless expanse of whiteness.

He wasn't even sure if it was Bai Luxie's heart or not.

Nothing at all.

There was no sky, no earth, no cloud, no wind, no abyss, no fear, and no living creature of any kind.

It was nothingness.

Endless emptiness, endless paleness.

Demos stood there, momentarily dazed.

A person, a person who has no emotion, will at least keep some fragmented images of past memories in his heart, even if it is just an objective record.

But this heart is not.

No love, no hatred, no fear, no terror.

It is empty.

"Hey, did you see anything?" Bai Luxie's impolite urging came from a distant unknown place.

Demus was taken aback.

Before he finished spying, the passer-by woke up first.

Quickly withdrawing his ability, Demus' vision became clear again, and he looked at Shang Bailu's expectant face.

"What is my fear?" The passer-by narrowed his beautiful slender eyes and asked impatiently.

"No." Demos is not in the mood to heighten the atmosphere now, he wants to know the reason more than Bai Luxie, "You have nothing in your heart."

Bai Luxie's eager eyes quickly cooled down, and he unabashedly disliked him: "I thought you were so powerful, tsk."

His sense of disappointment was so strong that Demos caught a clue: "What do you want me to see?"

Bai Lu stared at him fixedly for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth: "You didn't even notice, why should I answer you?"

Demus: "..."

The gatekeeper was so choked that he almost vomited blood, but the surge of blood seemed to bring a flash of inspiration.

Demos's eyes flickered: "Have you lost your memory?"

Bai Lu smiled slantingly: "You're not too bad."

Demos: "Attacked? Disposable stationery?" Level [-] or level [-] stationery trees don't have such powerful effects.

Bai Luxie: "If I remember these things, it won't be called amnesia."

Demus: "..."

All passers-by: "..."

The logic is rigorous.

Whoever made such an attack would definitely run away while the stationery is still within the time limit.In this way, when Bai Luxie sobered up, he would ask "Who am I, where am I, what am I doing" repeatedly.

Owning a stationery tree that can make others lose their memories, but their memories are eventually erased by others, I don't know whether it is irony or fate.

But then again, even if you lose your memory, there should be a time when you will be attacked.

This is easy to determine, as long as you look for the source of the memory in your mind.

"What is the earliest thing you can remember now?" Demus asked.

Bai Lu tilted his head and thought about it: "The underground city, I wake up leisurely in the ruins."

All passers-by: "..."

Just got knocked out.

Demos didn't really care about Bai Luxie being attacked, what he cared about was: "So you remember everything from the dungeon to here?"

Bai Lu smiled obliquely: "Are you going to seek justice for Sif?"

Sif, one of the 1/10 gatekeepers, was the woman who had his hair cut off by Bai Luxie and stamped on him.

Demos ignored the ridicule of the breaker.

He is excited.

Bai Luxie may not remember what happened before the dungeon, but from the dungeon to the water world, he has gone through at least two checkpoints, but he still has nothing in his heart.

In other words, whether it is Sif, herself, or other passers-by, even all the crises and dangers that have occurred in these two levels have failed to leave a trace in this person's heart.

Even without amnesia, this is a heartless person.

No emotion, no fear, and willing to fight, for the above, this is the ideal breaker.

"Stop talking," Demos said bluntly, "Pass."

Just as Bai Luxie was about to speak, his arm suddenly felt hot.

Heads down, a new emblem, featuring a frightened face, appears next to Sif's emblem.

Chapter 106 The Furball Monster┃Three little black furballs, hiding in the corner behind him, shivering.

The first gatekeeper badge on 2/10 was born when the assessment was coming to an end.

Bailu raised his head sideways, and waved the badge on his arm towards Demus.

Demos nodded slightly, waiting for the passer-by to be excited, thanked, or embarrassed.

None of the results.

The passer-by in a white shirt frowned sincerely in disgust: "Your pattern is so ugly."

Demus: "..."

Only Tang Lin noticed that the gatekeepers were heartbroken, because more than a dozen people from the gatekeeper camp were all looking at Fan Peiyang. The only difference was that some watched secretly, while others looked openly.

The monk is a member of the aboveboard sect.

It's hard for Fan Peiyang to pretend not to see it.

Looking at each other, Mr. Fan raised his eyebrows inquiringly.

The monk hesitated for a moment, and decided to be the reporter's representative: "Mr. Fan, how do you feel now?"

Fan Peiyang was puzzled: "What mood?"

The monk gave him a "stop pretending" look, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "You made Demos like that, and you didn't even get the badge. Bai Luxie got it after a few easy chats. Are you mentally balanced?"

Fan Peiyang pondered for a moment, and asked sincerely: "What's the meaning of the badge?"

The monk took it for granted: "I recognize your strength."

Fan Peiyang was even more confused: "My strength lies there, why do I need others to recognize me?"

Monk: "..."

All passers-by of the customs clearance camp: "..."

Yes, why?

They seem to naturally put themselves in a lower position than the gatekeepers, so "getting the gatekeeper badge = getting honor" has become the subconscious default formula.

But Fan Peiyang is not.

He was neither arrogant enough to despise the gatekeeper, nor humble enough to look up to the gatekeeper. He looked at the gatekeeper at the same level and regarded the gatekeeper as an ordinary opponent...

"One more thing," Mr. Fan hadn't finished, "he couldn't find the fear that could control me, so he could only pass me the test. As far as this assessment is concerned, I win and he loses. A loser, What qualifications do you have to stamp me?"

All passers: "..."

They are wrong.

The existence of Mr. Fan is to despise the whole world.

Demos always felt that the level-breaker camp over there was talking bad about him, because there were some subtle glances over there from time to time, but firstly, the voice over there was not loud, and secondly, he was talking with the last level-breaker, so it was really inconvenient to tell. Heart eavesdropping.

Be left to the last breaker.

Tang Lin.

"Do you know why I left you at the end?" Demus's first sentence after standing still was not a chat, but a question.

Tang Lin thought the answer was obvious, but when Demos asked him, he realized the meaning behind the words: "Isn't it because we fought with you to save Cong Yue, which aroused your interest?"

Demus shook his head: "Not all."

Tang Lin looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "The square at the subway entrance?"

Subway entrance? 1/10 of the checkpoint square?

This familiar place name drew everyone's attention back to Tang Lin and Demos.

The gatekeeper smiled: "You are really smart."

Tang Rin didn't smile, but his eyes were clear: "You were really there at the time."

Two nonsensical conversations.

Qi Hua, Cong Yue, Xia Shanhu and Bai Luxie didn't understand.

But everyone who has experienced the devastation of 1/10 Square [Sphinx Mystery] understands.

Also because of these two sentences, they connected all the details before and after.

Against Tyr, Tyr had mentioned Deimos, and that was the first time they had heard the name.

What Tire said at the time was—Demus said that there was an interesting guy this time, and I thought I could look forward to it, but the number of people who came to me was actually less than before.

At the time they didn't know who Demus was, much less who the "interesting guy" was.

Later, when they came here, they knew that [The Mystery of the Sphinx] was the masterpiece of Deimos, but they were still not sure whether Deimos had broken through the square in 1/10 at that time. After all, the two tests—[ Deep Sea Fear], Ring City's [People's Fear] - Demos can send messages to their hearts through the air.

But now, all the details are connected.

Demos was at the scene and saw Tang Lin taking Nan Ge to various organizations to solve the [Sphinx Mystery].

The "interesting guy" in Demos's mouth is naturally Tang Lin who was left at the end.

"This origin is deep enough." The monk sighed, and didn't know whether Tang Lin, who was targeted early, was fortunate or unfortunate.

Quanmai also had an epiphany: "No wonder we went out to help that fat man together. One chatted right away, and the other stayed until the end." He deliberately glanced at Mr. Fan who "talked right away", "It turns out that the foundation of the relationship is different."

Wu Wufen wanted to take the mouth of his teammates and continue to express, but he saw Fan Peiyang's downcast face from the corner of his eyes, and swallowed the words when they reached his mouth.

As a young [-]th-line actor who just lost his job, let's turn off the microphone first.

The two people over there chatted more and more enthusiastically.

"Since you saw that I was causing damage, why didn't you take action against me?"

"1/10 does not belong to my territory, it is very troublesome to make noise."

"So you just ran away without doing anything?"

"It's not like I didn't do anything, I remember you."

"Remember, then what?"

"Then I thought, if I can hit you on 2/10, that would be great."

President Fan's complexion is getting darker and darker.

Whole Wheat, Fifty Five Fen, Monk, and most clear-eyed passers have all seen a low pressure in the Shura Field forming around Mr. Fan...

"Actually, you should be lucky. I was the one who broke the [Sphinx] at that time," Tang Lin's voice over there suddenly increased, as if he hoped that everyone in the audience could hear clearly, "If it was Fan Peiyang, maybe the one who broke the [Sphinx] Finx], and caught you out on the spot."

Fan Peiyang coughed lightly, and reminded Tang Lin in a low voice: "You talk about yourself, don't take me with you."

Everyone in the customs clearance camp watched the low pressure around Mr. Fan dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye: "..."

You are obviously so happy!

"It's getting late, so here's the reminiscence." Demos restrained his smile, turned serious, his pale and handsome face, a pair of eyes gradually became dangerous, "I have high expectations for you, very high," he said Looking at Tang Lin, he deliberately slowed down his tone, word by word, like a whisper, more like a threat, "Don't let me down."

Tang Lin looked at Demos quietly without answering.

Because he knows what he is afraid of.

He was afraid of death, very afraid, very afraid.

All people who are reborn after catastrophe will cherish life, and he is not exempt.

So he felt that Demos might really be disappointed.

Demos looked into the depths of Tang Lin's eyes easily.

This is the most transparent pair of eyes he has ever seen, clean, clear, reaching to the bottom of his heart.

But the heart is not so beautiful.

Countless white clouds like clouds and mist are floating all over the mountains and plains, big, small, round, oval, fluffy and fluffy.

After experiencing the "white world" of the previous one, Demos now doesn't like any world with white elements.

Fortunately, Tang Lin still has mountains, waters, and green trees here. Bypassing the white balls, climbing up the mountain, and lowering his head, he can see the abyss in the mountain stream and canyon.

But the distance is too far, and the things in the abyss can't be seen clearly, it's just a black mass.

What will happen?

In great anticipation, Demos jumped and embraced the abyss.

After a while, Demus landed easily.

No obstacles were encountered during the fall, and it just fell to the bottom of the abyss smoothly.

Wait a moment.

what happened?

Shouldn't the normal flow be "the abyss is full of horror monsters, and he has worked hard to break through these little minions, and finally found the deepest fear"?

But then again, this empty abyss inexplicably gave him a sense of familiarity...

wait a second.

Demus turned around belatedly, and finally saw the whole picture of the bottom of the abyss clearly.

Not that a fear monster doesn't have one.

Three little black hairballs hid in the corner behind him, trembling.

Demus: "..."

He couldn't bear to call this thing a "monster".

But he finally remembered the source of the familiarity.

Fan Peiyang, an empty abyss with a bookshelf at the bottom.

Tang Lin, the abyss is empty, and there are three fur balls at the bottom of the abyss.

what is this?

Abyss for couples? !

"Come on, let me see what you are all about." Recalling the black memories of being bullied by those two guys together, Demus gritted his teeth and walked towards the black furballs.

The three little fur balls seemed to sense some kind of danger, and ran away with a whirring movement, comparable to a downhill tiger with a burst of desire to survive.

Demus: "..."

Temple.

The gatekeeper stood in front of Tang Lin with a stern look, and his eyes became sharper, like a blood-stained hook, trying to drag out the darkest fear in Tang Lin's heart.

the bottom of the abyss.

The gatekeepers were out of breath, chasing furballs like crazy, and finally caught one of them!

The world suddenly changed.

Ward, single bed, lingering smell of disinfectant.

A sickly Tang Lin was sitting on the bed, trying to pull out his infusion needle.

Demos recognized Tang Rin's face, but he couldn't connect the person in front of him with the clever and cunning passer-by.

"What are you doing?" he asked deliberately.

Tang Lin on the hospital bed raised his head, his eyes were lifeless: "The doctor said I'm hopeless, so why waste time."

Demos was thoughtful: "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Lin pointed to his brain: "There's something growing here."

Demus: "Can't it be cured?"

Tang Lin: "The position is not good, so there is no way to operate."

Demus stopped asking.

Because he got everything he wanted.

This is not only Tang Rin's fear.

It is also Tang Rin's memory.

Very tragic.

But Demus had no sympathy, only disappointment.

He thought Tang Rin would surprise him.

It turned out that one of Tang Lin's only three fears turned out to be "death fear".

Unbearable.

Demus pulled away from the furball monster, and kicked it away as if venting his anger.

The black fur ball landed in a remote corner with a "wow".

The other two seemed frightened and fled even faster.

Anyway, no one saw him in the abyss, so Demos just rolled up his sleeves and chased after him regardless of his appearance or posture.

The second black fur ball finally arrived.

The world changes again.

Water World Hotel, shopping area.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, Tang Lin stared blankly at the deep sea outside. His eyes didn't know whether he was about to cry or had just cried. They were flushed red, which gave him a rare softness.

Demos lowered his voice in a strange way: "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Lin turned around and looked at him pitifully: "Fan Peiyang can't come back."

Demus: "..."

Fan Peiyang's bookshelf is full of Tang Rin, and Tang Rin's name is heard here again. The gatekeepers who have suffered a lot always feel that this is not a good omen.

Tang Lin: "He left the team without permission to go to the caves under the sea. Now that the pursuit boat has gone out, even the gods can't save him."

Gatekeepers don't want to inquire.

The fearful have to confide.

"I've said it many times, nothing matters more than life..."

"So what if you can't get your memory back? There will always be new memories in the future..."

"But if life is gone, there will be nothing..."

"Why does he have to be so stubborn..."

The gatekeeper couldn't bear it any longer: "What are you asking me for? Go ask him!"

Tang Lin stopped talking, and looked over pitifully with flushed eyes.

Demos threw away the fur ball decisively, returned to the bottom of the abyss, and then confirmed that he still liked the calm and indifferent Tang Lin in the temple.

There are three fears in total.

Two in a row had the fearer himself, and two in a row were afraid of death.

One is afraid of his own death.

One was afraid of Fan Peiyang's death.

Demus didn't want to look at the third one.

But he couldn't control his hands.

"Ow!"

A third black furball is caught.

Demos' eyes suddenly darkened.

It took him a long time to get used to the sudden change in light, before he slowly realized that he was already in a spacious bedroom.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and the moonlight shone into the room through the gauze curtains, vaguely reflecting the outline of a double bed.

Demus swallowed.

What a delicate scene...

"boom--"

The door was pushed open, and it was Tang Lin who came in.

"boom--"

Tang Lin who had just entered the door quickly turned around and closed the door tightly.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"dong dong dong dong dong-"

Every blow was so heavy that Demus's heartbeat would beat as he knocked.

What kind of murderous ghost is this...

"Let me in."

Demus: "..."

Very good, it's Fan Peiyang.

"I'm sorry," Tang Lin talked to the people outside the door, struggling and apologetic, "I can't respond to you, but I can guarantee that you are the most important friend in my life."

There was silence outside the door for a while.

"Without friends, either go back to the past, or become strangers."

Demus was a little confused.

What is Tang Lin afraid of?

Worried that you can't respond to Fan Peiyang, and you won't even be able to make friends in the end?

So this fear is reflected, and it becomes like this?

What does the double bed with light gauze curtain mean?

Could it be that Tang Lin subconsciously wanted to... sell himself for a friend? !

Suppressing the urge to shout "Don't think wildly" in the heart of the fearful, Demos threw the last fur ball.

Three fears.

One about himself and two about Fan Peiyang.

This was not beyond Demus' expectations.

After all, the bookshelf in Fan Peiyang's heart is full of Tang Lin.

But the content of the three fears, although there are occasional ups and downs, remains flat as a whole.

Doesn't deserve his "Saved for last".

Demos jumped out of the abyss and returned to the top of the mountain, blowing the wind in Tang Lin's heart, thinking about the farewell words to wait.

After all, he was the passer-by that he once fancied, so even if he was sentenced to death, he still had to have a sense of ritual.

The wind blows.

He inadvertently brought a white ball the size of a dandelion, which also touched Demos's face.

Demus raised his hand to flick it away.

But in the next second, he fell into a new world.

It was a car parked on the side of the road. The owner was sitting in the driver's seat, staring at the windshield in a daze.

Demus walked over and knocked on the car window.

The car window was lowered, and the owner turned his head: "What's the matter?"

Another completely unfamiliar Tang Lin.

Suit and leather shoes, neat and elegant, will smile when meeting everyone, gentle and just right everywhere.

This is not the abyss.

Not the abyss, not the fear.

what is that?

emotion?

memory?

Demos is not interested in anything that has nothing to do with fear, even if he stumbles in by mistake, he should turn around and leave.

But maybe it was because he never thought that there could be another world in those strange white balls, so he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Tang Lin smiled wryly: "I'm in a bad mood, just be quiet."

Demus asked again, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

Tang Lin leaned on the steering wheel and looked at him sideways: "There is a villain who forgot my birthday."

The author has something to say: Some people look like Mr. Tang on the surface, but they are wronged in their hearts.Touch your head~