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... I am Zongsan Zuowen.

Do you also want the symbol of the king to serve...

"Ahh..." After being stunned, the girl slowly put down the guard in her hand, her smooth long black hair scattered from her shoulders, winding on the ground like a snake.She looked at the newly forged sword Fusangshen with some distress, lowered her eyes slightly, and after a while, she still pursed her lips and smiled, with a soft and gentle voice, "Hello."

--Fake.

The first sight, like cherry blossoms falling from the branches, creates only an illusion.

In those black and white eyes, the disappointment that first appeared, although it was only fleeting, and then dissipated frivolously, it still fell into Fu Sangshen's eyes from beginning to end.

It wasn't the knife she wanted.

From beginning to end, she didn't want this knife.

When it cleared up, I was still a little dazed.

It took her three seconds to make sure that her memory was fine, and then she spent another three seconds looking around, and then she was relieved to find that she really changed places again.

... Ah wow!

"Are you ok?"

"To be honest, it's not very good." Qingliu sat on the cold ground—she felt it, it was an unknown metal material—raised her head and glanced at the young man not far away, then looked down at herself. Reflection on the ground, "Where is this?"

She was so skillful that she didn't even bother to look surprised.

"Hmm." The young man who was sitting obliquely in front of the floor-to-ceiling window propped his chin, didn't show the slightest surprise at the sudden clear stream, blinked his eyes, and replied naturally, "On my boat."

Qingliu glanced at him again, this time he saw clearly, and couldn't help but stay for a few seconds before recovering.

is a beauty.

He came to the conclusion quite calmly, whether it was the long silver hair or the elegant and soft facial features, they were all in line with Qingliu's taste.After staring at the young man for a while, she patted the pajamas on her body and got up from the ground.

"Can you lend me a room to change my clothes?" The girl asked quite calmly, and before the young man could answer, she immediately denied it, "Forget it, I don't have any clothes on me."

Not only did she have no spare clothes, but she didn't bring anything except herself and her pajamas.

Not even shoes (smile)

#It can be said to be poor and white#

#uncomfortable#

Looking outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind the young man, it was not a surprise to see the continuous white clouds. Qingliu took a deep breath, "Can you land temporarily?"

"Honestly." The young man laughed, imitating her previous tone, and answered a little embarrassedly, "Not very good."

Not a surprising answer either.

"Is there anyone else on this boat besides you?" Qingliu wanted to struggle to the death.

"No."

The young man seemed to be very happy.

Qingliu seemed to want to restrain himself from revealing his unhappiness, but the gloomy look was completely uncontrollable from the slightly wrinkled brows, slightly drooping eyelids, tightly pursed lips, to the point where In an instant, it was reflected in the slumped face.

She glanced at the young man, took a deep breath, and grabbed the cuff of the right pajamas with her left hand.

"If you don't mind." The young man pondered for a while before slowly opening his mouth, "I can lend you my clothes."

After a moment of hesitation, Qingliu's eyes lit up.

This time, there is no doubt that the world has changed.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why technology has developed so rapidly in just three years.And the setting of this world is really quite...

Two-dimensional.

Seven kings, the sword of Darmos hanging high in the sky.

When she had the time to look up the basic information of this world, Qingliu had already put on a dark green coat that was exactly the same as the young man's over her pajamas, and was looking for an entry point with a tablet that was also from the young man in her hand.The other party had clearly seen Qingliu's lack of common sense in this world, and when she was frowning and didn't know where to start, he recommended her to search for the Seven Kings.

If at first he could control himself to sit dignifiedly and gracefully, half an hour later, Qingliu had completely shrunk into a ball and nestled in the sofa.

When she looked up after reading it, the young man showed an undisguised look of inquiry, and asked a little impatiently, "How do you feel?"

It is very obvious that he wants to know what people in other worlds think about this world.

With her hands folded between her knees and chin, Qing Liu tilted her head slightly, and raised her eyes to look at him indifferently.

"I'm a scientist." The young man smiled.

"The King of Silver?" Qing Liu asked.

"Adolf K. Weitzman." The Silver Queen realized that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and nodded apologetically, "It's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

"As you think, I come from another world, and my name is Asahina Seiryu." The girl sat up straight, looked directly at him with black eyes, and nodded politely, "It's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

This winter seems to be going on forever.It was winter when she left Meteor Street.When I returned to Asahina's house, the snow had just fallen.Now the world suddenly changed, and it was still winter.

Snowflakes fall from the clouds within reach, but the interior of the spacecraft is always at a constant temperature.

Wrapped in a dark green overcoat, Qingliu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the scenery outside, and exhaled slowly.

According to Weitzman himself, he has been on the ship for almost 70 years.The 'unchanging' of the Silver King has allowed him to maintain his youthful appearance to this day, no difference from the day he boarded the ship.

"I can't tell, you look like an old man in his 90s." Qingliu said after looking at him for a moment.

But it's obvious that he hasn't been in contact with ordinary people for a long time.Because Weitzman obviously has a vague idea of ​​what it means to have one more person on board. For example, it was not until the third day after Qingliu appeared that he suddenly remembered that ordinary people seemed to have three meals to eat, and rushed from the library to Qingliu quickly. in the bedroom.

"Ah, don't worry." The girl closed the book in her hand and smiled at him, "In other worlds, my time is stopped, and I don't feel too much hunger."

"So there is still a feeling, right?" Weitzman frowned.

"Uh... yes." Dazed for a moment, Qingliu scratched his head, and said indifferently, "Anyway, it won't matter, this thing doesn't matter."

Although she hadn't tried it before, it was obvious that her body would not change no matter how many years she traveled every time, and her hair didn't even grow a millimeter.This time, she didn't eat for such a long time, and she could only vaguely feel a little hunger, which can be said to have completely confirmed her thoughts.

The indifference in her eyes is obviously sincere.

This child is probably based on the idea that 'no matter what happens', so he is confident.Weizman couldn't see the slightest sense of reverence for life on the face that had just faded from his greenness, and he didn't know exactly what caused the child to have such a character, but it was always...

No way.

Weitzman thought so.

"Then have something to eat with me?" The Silver King smiled and reached out to her. "Although I don't need much food, I still need to eat to replenish my energy."

Silver King's attribute is 'unchanged'.

So he is immortal and immortal, except for his long hair, which has not changed for 70 years.

But after all, he still belongs to the category of human beings, and he can't survive like this without eating or drinking.

Something's... not right.

When going out with Weitzman, Qingliu thought in a trance, but couldn't feel anything wrong for a while.

She unconsciously raised her hand to touch her stomach, but felt nothing.

right hand...

...still hurting...

My head hurts too.

Taking a deep breath, Qingliu regained his composure, wanting to see where Weitzman was going to prevent himself from getting lost, but when he looked up, he met the young man's eyes.

He frowned slightly, leaned down and stared at himself, his eyes were full of worry: "Are you really, okay?" The Silver King's voice sounded a little low, "It seems to be very uncomfortable."

"……what?"

"You stopped suddenly just now, and you looked very uncomfortable." Weitzman touched her forehead, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"It's just that I was distracted." Qingliu realized, "Sorry, I made you worry."

Straightening up, Weitzman looked at Qingliu with a relaxed face in disapproval. He didn't think that the other party's appearance just now was just a so-called distraction.

"By the way..." Qingliu tried to change the subject clumsily, "Are there really only two of us on this boat?"

"of course."

"But why do I feel like there's a third person here?" Qing Liu asked faintly, propping her cheeks.

"...?!"

Weitzman's expression went blank for a moment.

As if in response to Qingliu's words, a chuckle suddenly came from nowhere.

low.

Disappointed, and gloomy.

If Weitzman had a tail, Qingliu thought, the silver king must have raised his tail so that the hair on the tip would explode.

"You're still like this..." The 'person' walked out slowly, as if sighing, with a slightly gloomy face and no cold expression at all, "It hasn't changed at all."

"..."

"Owner."