In this bloody room, they are playing chess, regardless of pain and life.

Xiaoyapf screamed in horror, and at the same time he wanted to get close, he was slammed to the ground by the king of ants. Keep going, it's not good style to give up halfway.

He thought, and then stared at the girl in front of him with a terrified arc, a strong smile on his unattractive face, the corners of his eyes and lips were curved, and he stared forward with his eyes without pupils. Stop it, just smile lightly.

He suddenly couldn't understand the other party's thinking, and he couldn't understand the other party's habits. Just like the conversation just now, he refused to use gamblers as goods, but traded it for life, and for that even the lowest creature wanted to be tenacious chance to go down.He has never seen such a human being, maybe it is a special case, or it is just a despicable aggressive method that belongs to human beings.

He was thinking, holding the chess piece between his fingers, dropping it, and lifting it up without muddling, as if the pain of the broken arm didn't exist, it was unbelievable.

After a long pause, he raised his eyes unhappily and stared at the other person's eyes, the only beautiful green.Frowning, he said, "Continue." His voice was cold.

There was a smile on her lips, her lines were soft, she didn't raise her hand, she didn't look anywhere, she just opened her pupilless eyes to the seat in front of her, her voice was tender and clear, but it was extremely vicissitudes, and she couldn't see anything with indifference, But warm and inclusive of all.

She said, "I don't want it, please heal your arm first, you can kill me now, but even if you kill me, I still can't play chess. So, please heal your arm first."

As she spoke, her body trembled instinctively, greatly, but her expression was so resolute, as if she was fearless and stubborn.

Xiaoyapov persuaded him from the sidelines that even though his body was covered with bruises and his ribs were broken, most of the internal organs were damaged during preliminary detection.He knelt down on the ground and wiped the red blood from the corner of his mouth with the cuff on his arm.

Ouyapov stared at the clean ground without raising his head, let alone looking at each other. He said with a cold expression, "I'm going to call Neferbit over here. I don't think the chess game will be good while the joint operation is going on." Stop it, it's the biggest concession I've ever made!"

Saying that Ouyapov lowered his head, his forehead touched the ground, his arms trembled slightly, he was afraid, and at the same time he was afraid, and he continued, "If you can't even get your permission for this, then please cut it off with your own hands. My head."

The ant king turned his face away, pulled the corners of his mouth to show a ferocious smile, his eyes were cold, and his expression was arrogant like a god in the sky. He bent his knees, and without moving a finger, he exuded a strong evil spirit. It is the desire hidden deep in the body, the nature of killing.

"I understand, come here, one blow will make you happy." Then he turned his head, raised his jaw even though he knew that the other party couldn't see him and still did so, he said, "It's your turn, let's go."

She smiled shyly and softly, her body trembling couldn't stop, she clenched her hands, she shook her head and replied, "Please be sure to heal your arm first, I won't do it before it's healed."

The ant king was furious, and at the moment he was rejected, he was so angry that he stretched out his hand, and pressed his overly long nails against the opponent's throat, as long as he got in a little, he could take his life.

To live, or to die?

The answer in a moment, but elegantly caught in the overly understated reply of the other party, he heard her say, "If the commander-in-chief can, please kill me with a military instrument, so that even if I die, I will still retain my dignity. "

Not garbage, but dying as a human being.

The almighty king shook his hand, and when he sat on the cushion again, he spoke in a bad tone, with strong dissatisfaction and a little... helplessness?

He yelled at Oyapov, who was kneeling beside him.

The chess game continues, and continues in therapy.Let's guess, who wins?

She relaxed, thinking about the chess game step by step, and then she began to fear, what if she died here?What if even the last hope is given up?What will happen if this king of ants doesn't follow the plot?

She thought a lot, and thought a lot when she was playing chess. She was afraid that she was not in a good mood, which made her tremble uncontrollably even in the chess game. Her fingers seemed to have lost all their strength, and she could only barely rely on them. It can only be lifted with the strength of the arm, and the voice is crisp when it falls.

"Stop and rest." The king said, three hours after the chess game.The arm is intact, without a trace of blemish.He held his hand and moved it, his fingers were long and slender, with distinct phalanges.

She breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her body, stroked the guide stick by her side, and held it tightly in her hand. The cold and familiar touch reassured her, and she breathed steadily. of.

"Master Commander, would you like to listen to the story? It's a story about two children. I wonder if Mr. Commander is interested?" She grabbed the guide stick in her hand, closed her eyes and lowered her head and said softly. It came out, but whether to proceed or not requires the permission of the other party.

She didn't answer, she laughed, it was a very bright but indifferent arc, she rubbed her hands, thought for a while and said, "There is a kingdom far away, and there lives a 15-year-old queen in the kingdom." , the queen's subject was a boy with the same face as her, and then the kingdom was shattered and the queen died.

Does the Commander-in-Chief feel bored?I'm not very good at telling stories. Does the Commander-in-Chief know what the phone is?Do you still have the last one?If not I can make another one. "

She was looking for a topic, she felt oppressed, she didn't know if it was because the air was too tight or because the atmosphere was too dull, maybe the initial resistance was futile, or maybe her own decision was wrong.

She thought of the star, the one who would spank Hara with her, the pretty face, the thick hair, black, so familiar.

She closed her eyes to make the darkness more fierce. She couldn't see it, but she could still feel the light.She felt something in her hand, and she stroked it slowly with her fingers, sketching its outline, revealing the shape of a paper cup, and finally came to her senses when she touched the slender line.

Ah, it's that paper cup, it's that humble phone.

She picked up the paper cup and put it next to her ear, covered her ear, pointed with her finger, and said with a smile, "This is how it is used. Put one next to your ear. Now you can talk. You will hear clearly. of."

She stood up, turned around and stepped back, and stopped when she counted to fifty, facing the king who was still sitting on the cushion with an inexplicable face, her expression was warm and suitable for tranquility.

She stood in her seat, put the paper cup over her ears, moved her mouth to the Ant King who was fifty steps away, and said with mouth shape——speak.

Silent, yet imaginable voice, soft and sweet, with the aroma of afternoon black tea, like a child who has just eaten candy, even the words are sweet.

The Ant King looked at the paper cup in his hand, with a puzzled and uncertain expression, and slowly pulled it to his lips without saying anything. He just dragged it to the exact height with one hand, in front of the corner of his mouth.

He said, "Hi."

She heard it, and then smiled, like an adult, but she chose to use the child's body, which violated the harmony.She pulled down the paper cup and put it to her lips, and said with mouth-listen.

The Ant King is both a child and an adult.She is an adult, but she is also a child.

She said, "My lord, I like you."

She spoke very lightly, but because the distance was not long enough, people could hear clearly.

She doesn't know if it's right to say that, but she just thinks it's necessary. She likes this commander-in-chief who is on the throne, and also likes this murderous king of ants. She is neither naive nor pure.She clearly knows that this kind of feeling belongs to liking, just like knowing that she likes that person.

Although she couldn't remember what he looked like, and although she had never seen him before, she knew that she liked the dark emperor and the wanted criminal named Kurolo Luxilu.And now she likes the child-like king in front of her.

She said, Commander-in-Chief, I like you.

There was a tune in her ears, a voice with a strong rural flavor that appeared in the dream, she could hear it clearly, and she could tell that it was Richard's dream wedding.

She wanted to approach the auditorium, wearing a pure white gown, put her hand into the other's palm, and swear in front of the solemn and holy priest—from today on, regardless of misfortune, good or bad, sickness or health, I will love you and cherish you , until death.

She had a dream, and in the dream she was sleeping soundly, with her eyes closed and her head tilted on her curled knees, leaning against the wall and falling asleep.The half-dream and half-awake state made her unable to remember the process clearly.

I just felt that I heard something, it was the voice of a young girl, immature but sad, as if I had experienced some huge choice.The voice said, 'Mai, are you...thirsty? '

In a trance, she shook her head, fell asleep but woke up again, and was awakened before she had time to see the man's appearance clearly. It was not a awakening, and she was about to play chess. Junyi has nothing but wheat.

She instantly forgot the voice in her dream, so familiar, so immature, with an unbearable and determined tone, saying... Mai, are you... thirsty?

Are you thirsty?Thirsty, very thirsty, very thirsty, it was a hunger and thirst that could not be ignored, drinking water was useless, her senses were extremely sharp, such a change made her feel terrified, but curious.What's wrong with me...

She forgot the girl's figure, the pure white dancing lightly, and the divine radiance that belonged to the sky above her head.

She woke up and was awakened by the shaking of the king on the throne. The strength on her shoulders was deliberately lightened, but it was still so heavy. The pain was transmitted to the brain along the nerve endings.

She frowned, swallowed the ferocity that wanted to grin hoarsely, and fantasized about the rabbit running desperately with a pocket watch.From time to time, he looked at the hands of the pocket watch in his hand.Twelve o'clock is approaching.

It's like falling into Alice's dreamy wonderland, constantly shuttling and searching, but it is different, she doesn't know the location of the end point, it may be very close, or it may be far away.

The music in her ears was uninterrupted, she smiled at the king in front of her, with an ugly arc, pushed the hands on her shoulders and squatted down to find a soft cushion, sat down, took a deep breath and straightened her body.She squeezed the chess piece in her hand, lifted it up, and dropped it down.

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On the resplendent throne, the girl on it is wearing an [-]th-century gown with her head tilted, her face is serene and sweet, and the crown on her head exudes seductive brilliance and is inlaid with gemstones.

The outstretched hand was held into the palm of the man kneeling on the ground, and he lowered his head to kiss. His beautiful lips were lined with elegant arcs. With silver hair and silver eyes, he opened his mouth and said, "Don't run away, or... I'll kill you."

There are two figures standing behind, the light is too dark, only one of them can be vaguely seen wearing a one-piece skirt, pure white, knee length revealing white calf, pale color.

The author has something to say: So I was confused...

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