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Under the dark starry night.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Stepping on the open pier floor with black boot soles, the silver-eyed deity stared at the position of the eyes on the blurred face under the cloak, and raised a wicked smile.

***

Shanhai Hotel.

"I know you're still asking me..." Sister Tu's voice gradually weakened under the gaze of the human youth looking up, and finally she paused in the silence, and stammered: "I still say..."

She looked into the black eyes of the human opposite, and Chi asked, "What did you find?"

"Maybe," Song Yangle looked at her and Taotie, "there is someone."

"...Who?" Sister Tu and Taotie stared at him.

Song Yangle turned his pupils, his eyes fell on the two words in the center of a row on the notebook, and he tapped the pen tip lightly.

——The pupils of the two pairs of eyes that followed his gaze were shocked.

***

on the pier.

"I thought you wouldn't come," the silver-eyed god said to the "eyes" under the cloak. His silver-white eyes glanced up and down at the unmoved opponent, put away his gestural smile, and paused for a moment. Eyes, the cold voice said casually: "Unexpected."

"Without me, you can't get in here." The voice under the cloak, which was as vague as the face, sounded without any emotion, and the "man" in the cloak turned around and walked towards the pier, his voice indifferent: "On the contrary, you, It's beyond my expectation to move so fast."

The silver-eyed god led his subjects to follow behind the opponent without any haste: "Surprise is the way to win."

The cloaked "person" said in a calm voice, "What a madman."

"Thank you for the compliment." The silver-eyed god took it easy.

"I thought you'd give me a backstab."

"Are you talking about what happened yesterday?" The silver-eyed god said inattentively, "You should know that I don't hate my kind calling me 'lunatic'; Scream in front of me...and I won't give you a reason to go back on your word until you've done what you're supposed to do."

"..."

"You are still hesitating." The silver-eyed god walked behind the cloak "person" walking in front with his back turned to him, looking at the invisibility cloak on the other person's body, which was darker than the night, without hurrying: "You clearly know that He They will soon find out your identity, but you still come to see me dressed like this."

"Kick dong..."

The cloaked "person" in front stepped on the wooden pier and made a slight sound, but did not answer.

"That's why I don't believe you," the silver-eyed god came to the conclusion he wanted from the silence, and he didn't care whether the other party answered or not. He stepped on a piece of wood with the soles of his boots: "In a war, news The source is not firm enough."

"But you can only trust me." The cloaked "man" kept walking, his voice indifferent.

The voice of the silver-eyed god was indifferent: "Now I know who you are."

"..." The "man" in the cloak paused, and a cloud of black mist under the black hat turned to the silver-eyed god and his subordinates who walked beside him, and sneered: "Trick me?"

"You are exactly the same as tens of thousands of years ago." Flicking at His left earring, the silver-eyed god turned his head, and the silver-white eyes were facing His "eyes". gas."

"..." The "person" in the cloak "looking straight" at him, said in a dull voice, "...I have changed."

"Of course you've changed, otherwise we wouldn't have met like this at all."

The silver-eyed god turned his head and staggered him and continued to move forward. The voice that came out was filled with disgust: "Things that touch those ants in the human world will change, even Yinglong is the same?... It's just the group of ten witches Trash, you have been so stupid for thousands of years, and you can't even recognize it."

"..." The cloaked "person" whose identity had been identified turned around and followed, saying in a neutral tone, "It shouldn't be their fault, they haven't met me a few times in total."

"I didn't expect you to defend them." The silver-eyed god stopped and looked at him sideways, but before the latter could speak, he rolled his eyes again, and opened his silver-white eyes coldly and cruelly: "But they But I have seen you and heard you speak—a group of ants who are fortunate to have heard the divine voice, but dare not take the divine spirit to heart..."

"They deserve to die." In the empty hall with dim lights on, His voice was cold and violent.

"……You are sick."

The "man" in the cloak snorted lightly, but instead of arguing, he stretched out his slender hand and stuck a black card onto the card machine—with a sound of "beep", the gate opened, and walked through the narrow opening. aisle.

The silver-eyed god also led his subjects through, and the gate behind him was closed, and the "man" in the cloak was about to leave, but——

"Your thoughts haven't changed." The voice of the silver-eyed god stopped his footsteps, and his silver eyes met his "gaze" that turned back sideways, for a moment: "What changed your determination?"

"..."

The "person" in the cloak withdrew his "gaze" and walked into the hall, the hazy fog left behind by his back was cold:

"Everyone gets what they need, that's not your concern."