Welcome to Nightmare Game III

There was silence in the carriage, only the sound of horseshoes and wheels rolling outside the carriage, Xiao Xiao and the fortune teller sat opposite each other, both of them were silent, the fortune teller looked dignified, like a goddess statue in a temple, but the black priest robe To blend into the dim light of the carriage, she was playing with the tarot cards in her hand.

Putting his left hand in the pocket of his coat, he smiled and asked the fortune teller, "Are you working overtime today?"

She touch-typed the keyboard on the communicator and selected the recipient: Mr. Qi.

The fortune teller touched the pattern on the Tarot card: "No, there is no need to work overtime anymore."

These words made her feel dangerous, and her little smile could not be maintained any longer. She tried her best to avoid this dangerous topic: "Does your family live in the steel bridge business district?"

The fortune teller didn't answer, she turned her face slightly, her blindfolded eyes seemed to be staring at her: "Your earrings are beautiful."

A strong sense of crisis struck, Xiao Xiao pressed the send button of the message, but a dangerous red light suddenly flashed on the inner wall of the carriage, as if the magic circle engraved on it had been activated.

Have you sent it out?Her little heart was beating wildly, she had an extremely bad premonition, the fortune teller came prepared, and her message was not sent successfully.

The fortune teller still smiled, and she asked softly, "Can I have a look at your earrings?"

A small hand stretched out from her pocket, and she stroked her earlobe, putting away the smile on her face.

"Sorry, no." Xiaoxiao gave up her fantasy and prepared to fight.

She has a [venomous dagger], as long as it cuts the skin, it can kill people. As a high-level executive of the court, the fortune-teller's strength should not be underestimated, but as long as he causes a little wound on her body, maybe he can turn defeat into victory .

"Really? What a pity." The fortune-teller whispered, and with a slight twist of his wrist, the Tarot cards in his hand disappeared instantly.

The small premonition skill card inserted in the skill slot [Front Enemy Raid Alert] suddenly sounded in her head, and the sound like an air raid siren shook her whole body, and she immediately jumped up to dodge.

Everything happened so fast, she didn't even have time to take out the dagger, and she only saw the afterimage of the flying Tarot cards in the corner of her vision.The next second, her ears were cold, and some warm and moist liquid flowed down her cheeks.

She lowered her head in a daze, one ear fell to her feet, and the crystal earrings inlaid on the earlobe were shining brightly.

"Send her ear home, lest that one find out that she can't locate her."

In the bloody pain, she heard the fortune teller's voice, and the fortune teller put a tarot card on the ear on the ground.Immediately, a figure exactly like Xiao Xiao appeared in the carriage, with the crystal earrings on his ears.

Xiaoxiao looked at another self who was exactly the same in disbelief.A dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of her eyes, and the magic circle glowing red in the carriage closed into a cage, and she lost consciousness.

………………

Qi Leren was writing a letter to the Dragon Ant Queen Aya.

Increase the import of minerals from the Demon Realm, together with the routine of grain production in the Yunvortex field... After finishing the work, the last is some of his recent experiences.These carefully modified contents were written on the letter paper by this black quill pen after he repeatedly considered the words.

And Aya will always reply him with a long letter, and the last of the letter is about Ning Zhou's recent situation, and everything is always fine.

At the beginning, Aya, who had to write for the head maid, gradually began to write letters by herself. In each letter, her jerky and clumsy handwriting gradually became more beautiful. The allusion of the book contains the grace of a queen between the lines.

The orphan girl who was born in a desert tribe and was raised as a sacrifice has grown up. She has learned to write, to govern, and to assist the king she has identified with all her strength in the intricate forces of the devil world.

Her naive ideal of an underground ant city in the past has not yet been realized, but she can no longer write to him in crooked handwriting and cry to him that she can't do it.

Qi Leren wrote: "I decided to condense the avatar, the only thing I'm still hesitating about is the main material. Originally I planned to use the feathers of the Feathered Serpent, but deep down, I have another crazy idea, I want to take a gamble... ..."

After writing this paragraph, the clock struck midnight.

Qi Leren put down the quill, got up and made himself a cup of white coffee.

Holding a coffee cup, he stood by the copper carved glass window, looking at the empty and silent round square of the courthouse under the bright moonlight. In the fragrance of Hrisvato, he closed his eyes and let himself miss.

Not every miss has a result, there are always times when Ning Zhou doesn't want him to see, and he is the same.

However, apart from the forced disconnection, they tacitly maintained a secret tryst at midnight.

He would see Ning Zhou playing the piano under the moonlight, reading scriptures by the fire, and practicing sword alone in the deserted training ground.The vast demon world spans multiple time zones, and the time should be different from Twilight Land, but the time covered by Ningzhou's domain always coincides with Twilight Land.

They are thousands of miles apart, but bathed in the same time.

At midnight, Ning Zhou lived almost the same life as before, except that he was no longer in the Holy See, but in a palace full of extravagant and extravagant styles from the devil world.

He also no longer wears the uniform of the Holy See.

Very rarely, he would see the sleeping Ning Zhou.

This man, who is about to become the king of all kings in the demon world, miraculously found a small, simple room in the extremely luxurious palace, and slept on a hardwood bed with the scriptures and clothes on his head, just like the time he spent in the Holy See. those years.

But his lover far away knows that in Ning Zhou's dream, between the commandments and restraints like mountains, shackles and rulers, love and longing for him are quietly sprouting.

Only love and longing will make them meet.

The cup was already empty, and Qi Leren made another cup of white coffee. He didn't see anything tonight, but he didn't intend to give up, he wanted to try again.

In the second cup of coffee, there was still no picture of Ning Zhou in front of his eyes.

But he saw something strange, a huge shadow in a bottomless darkness.Just when he was about to see clearly, everything disappeared, as if it was just an accidental contact failure.

But this is the No. 16 accident in the past three years, and each time is a shadow that he can't see clearly.

Such an accident happened only once in the first year, three times in the second year, and twelve times in the third year.

Qi Leren refilled another cup of white coffee, this time he got nothing.

Tonight's midnight tryst, he didn't wait for his lover.

Qi Leren sighed softly, he put down the coffee cup, returned to his desk, and picked up the quill again.

He wrote:

"There is a sentence in the scriptures that I have always kept in my heart: the pious should not let the truth leave you, but tie it around your neck, walk it in your words, and engrave it on your heart."

"So, dear Aya, please be honest with me about Ning Zhou's recent situation."

"This time, don't lie to me again."

Putting down the pen, the pure white paper embedded with the fibers and textures of the plants in the demon world had dried up the ink, Qi Leren folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope.Use a copper spoon with a walnut handle to put a piece of white wax wax on the candle, melt it on the candle, and pour the wax on the seal of the envelope.

Qi Leren opened the drawer, took out a copper wax seal, and gently pressed it on the melted white wax paste, a white rose in relief appeared between the seals.

Before he knew it, he was able to cover the wax seal full and three-dimensional.

Qi Leren caressed the copper seal. At the beginning, he made two seals, one was kept in his own hand, and the other was sent to Ning Zhou.Since then, every letter that has come in has been stamped with rose-patterned white wax.

The white wax print has also been carefully daubed with golden glitter powder, which can only be done by Aya, she wants the rose print on it to be more shiny and beautiful-she always pays attention to such inadvertent details Ri is cute for her age.

The only thing she doesn't know is the secret in the white rose.

But Qi Le people know.

Qi Leren also knew that every letter from him would be sent to Ning Zhou, and he also knew that every letter from Aya would be sent to him only after Ning Zhou agreed.

Because that copper seal will only be in Ning Zhou's hands, and it will only be returned to her after he has read Aya's revised letter several times and stamped it with wax.

The person who gently lied to him was never Aya, but a pious person who never wanted to lie, but kept lying in silence for three years.