"Soul consciousness cannot exist alone in the concrete space, so I feel wronged."

"What—?" Before he could react, Snoke was directly put into a small box by the boy in front of him.

Snooker: "..."

"There are several magic props shops outside the potion shop. I went to buy a magic box that can temporarily hold human beings. I was just trying to see if I could put a conscious soul in it. I didn't think you could really be put in it. Snoke— —" When Troy said this, he shook the small box suddenly, squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a sly smile: "Do you think I'm gone?"

The voice came from outside the box, and it was a bit of a joke.

Shaking the box will not make the people inside it dizzy. Its surroundings have strong adsorption force. Even if it is shaken violently, the items inside can still be firmly attached to the four walls unless it is moved by itself.

Many magicians would use them as temporary mobile huts for one night when traveling, but they didn't expect that even conscious souls could be accommodated in them.

Hearing Troy's slightly teasing tone, Snoke said coldly: "Just go, as I said before, I don't need your sympathy and pity, let alone your rescue. You left in my surprise among."

Troy asked, "Then you're surprised I'm back?"

"..." Snoke didn't respond.

Perhaps it was the first time that the red-haired boy was silenced, Troy smiled: "Just say it when you are happy, there is no need to hide it."

"..."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Troy restrained his smile, his voice became serious, and he said calmly, "Snoke."

——"I'm not sympathizing or pitying you."

He held the box in his arms, and the young man's warm feeling penetrated the box, making the body of the person inside feel a little warmer.

Snoke frowned slightly, his eyes darkened.

This feeling is very strange and inexplicable - a little panic.

He pursed his lips, and there was a little unnaturalness in his red eyes.

"What did you save me for? Do you want me to be grateful to you for your kindness?"

"Seriously, Troy, it's stupid to save an enemy just to make me feel grateful to you. Now that I've learned how to get rid of the dark element, wouldn't it be better to just leave me there? If today is I met you like this—" He narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils were extremely cold, he sneered, and the ruthlessness in his words was undisguised: "I will ridicule you, and then leave you to fend for yourself. Let you see See how easily I escaped from the darkness, and you can only sink in the mire."

"..."

This is the truth.

It is indeed something snooker will do.

Troy was standing around the corner at the end of the alley.

After coming out, he did not leave yet.

It's getting late, it's time for sunset.

The young man looked up at the sunset in the sky, and the orange-red rays of light sprinkled on the earth. The sunset on that day was getting farther and farther away, the light was dimming, and the shadows were also elongated by the invisible hand of the sun in the evening.

"I don't need you to be grateful, and I haven't thought about it." Troy said quietly, "I just heard your cry for help. So I want to do it."

——"That's all."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the box in his hand, "You are not surprised that I am still alive, which means you already knew that I did not die in the flames of purgatory."

The corner of the boy's lips curled up slightly, "Then you should remember the agreement between us."

[If this time, if—— I survived. 】

[From now on, the hatred, resentment, and enmity between us will all melt together with the rolling lava. When we meet again, you and I are strangers. 】

Snook remembered.

It's just that he also said - "I'm sorry, Troy, I don't want to have a beginning and an end."

The blond boy was slightly taken aback.

Snoke's deep words sounded in his ears: "You put it down, what about me?"

"The first world, the second world, the third world."

"Three lifetimes, I'm not tired, my hatred for you won't go away so easily. Troy, you have two choices now—"

"First, send me back to the place just now. I don't have any ability to compete with you now. You can completely get rid of me and eliminate future troubles forever."

"Second, continue to save me, but you have to be prepared." Snoke sneered: "That means, in the future, even if you don't target me—I will treat you as a thorn in my side and a thorn in my flesh for my own purposes." .”

"Think about it, Troy." The red-haired boy narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't do anything——make yourself regret it."

The evening wind blows, blowing the boy's golden hair.

A little bit flickered on his face, and there was a slight itchiness from the scratched cheek.

Troy seemed to fall silent after snooker's voice disappeared.

He did not speak for a long time.

Maybe he is carefully considering the proposal from snooker.

The red-haired boy in the box waited patiently for his answer.

Snoke leaned against the inner wall of the box, his lips curled up slightly, his eyes looked at the dark ground under his feet, and his white index finger tapped lightly on the inner wall, as if he was counting the time.

However, under the appearance of being extremely patient and strategizing, there is an extremely flustered heart hidden.

Yes, actually.

—he was flustered.

Panicked to the extreme.

Even mixed with fear.

The teenager is not afraid of Troy's targeting, his irony and hurt.

But somehow.

He was afraid of Troy.

The distrust accumulated by the third generation makes Snoke feel "uneasy" at the slightest bit of kindness from the blond boy. Maybe the other party is just a soft strategy, which is more dangerous than direct harm!

Therefore, he simply used words to provoke him.

Give options.

Either drop it, or be prepared to take on the farmer and the snake.

Normal people would get angry when they heard such "threatening" words, and Troy was no exception.

Through the box, Snoke felt the anger of the boy outside, because the box was trembling slightly.

——all trembling with anger.

Snoke smiled even more, he might have guessed Troy's answer.

This young man is really easy to get angry. A word, a movement or a look are enough to make Troy angry.

"Have you figured it out?" Snoke smiled, his words were cool and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes."

The voice of the boy suppressing his anger came from outside.

The next second, Troy pulled out his magic wand, uttered a spell, and entered the magic box in a blink of an eye!

Haven't responded yet.

He was punched hard in the face by the blond boy who suddenly appeared!

Snoke's eyes widened in astonishment!

The fist was so powerful that red blood streaked down from the corner of the boy's lips in an instant.

There was an expression of disbelief in his pupils, he didn't expect that Troy would suddenly enter the magic box and attack him!

"I've put up with you for a long time, you bastard!!"

Troy grabbed his collar and pressed him hard to the ground, his fists rained down on the boy's face.

Snoke finally reacted, his eyes were sharp, and he reached out to block one of Troy's hands, then punched him hard, turned over and suppressed him, and the positions of the two were reversed.

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