Lost City [Unlimited]

The palace was built very gorgeously, and at a glance, it was expensive.

After the carriage stopped, the short man got off first, followed by Yu Songyuan.

He landed on both feet, then turned around and stretched out his arms towards Hu Ling: "Come on, I'll carry you down."

Before Hu Ling could say no, he was hugged by Yu Songyuan.The arms around the waist were tight and strong, as if being wrapped around a fierce beast.

Yu Songyuan withdrew his hand reluctantly, and at the same time put on a flattering smile.

It still looks fierce, but those who are watching can easily perceive the tenderness contained in it.

Hu Ling was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and hit Yu Songyuan's arm, the force was not heavy, and the matter was considered over.

"Both, please go this way, we need to meet His Majesty the King first." The short man raised his hand and greeted.

The palace was built very large, and some people came and went with their heads bowed and bowed, and their feet were silent, like shadows.

Previously, there was such a lively short man with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, he only cared about leading the way, and didn't say a word of nonsense.

Hu Ling watched, thinking that the king must be a cruel master.

The road turned around, and after going up a flight of steps, the short man entered and stopped in front of a door.

He knocked on the door politely, and soon a servant came and opened the door.

The visitor looked around and asked the short man, "Is it the Sa Luo couple?"

The short man nodded.

The visitor smiled and said, "Please, Your Majesty has been thinking about it for a long time."

Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan walked in behind, and were instantly dazzled by the decoration style of gold and jade, and almost mistakenly thought that they entered a treasure house.

"Oh! My dear Saro, you are finally here, and I can't wait to see your exquisite craftsmanship!"

The king is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body. He is not tall, but his appearance can still be seen when he was young.

At this time, he was smiling all over his face, and with that gorgeous and bright costume, it made people feel inexplicably friendly.

Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan greeted the king together, and then they were urged to measure the size and rushed to the prepared workshop to make new clothes.

Not only was there a guard named Escort Superintendent on the road, but the short man was still following them. According to him, he would act as their "guide" these days, and he could ask questions or order them.

Hu Ling took the opportunity to talk to him: "Why do I feel that His Majesty is in a hurry, there is still some time before the celebration."

The short man waved his hands, and whispered like a thief: "Your Majesty is purely interested in beautiful clothes, and has nothing to do with time."

"But it's not long before the celebration, and I have to start parading around the city early in the morning the day after tomorrow. So hurry up, your majesty likes to add some of your own opinions to the finished product, if you just rush out at the end...you understand." He shivered, his eyes full of fear.

Hu Ling nodded thoughtfully: "Don't worry, we've done all the work well, and we won't waste time."

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The door of the workshop is very abrupt, black, sandwiched in a piece of gold and white, cold and weird.

The short man stopped one meter away from the door, pointed and said, "That's where it is, you go in, we will guard the door and not disturb your creation, we have something to tell."

The guards also stopped.

Hu Ling glanced at them and said with a smile, "Since you have said so, we will never be polite to you."

He reached out to hold the short man's wrist, and with the other hand pushed behind him, the short man passively moved forward without any resistance.

"Come on, help us fight."

The short man struggled desperately, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, his face turned red and he couldn't resist those two seemingly thin arms.

When he came to the door, he finally couldn't help shouting, "What are you trying to do!?"

Hu Ling was standing right behind him, his extremely black pupils were as deep as the darkness of the universe.He said softly, as cold and sharp as if a knife was on his neck: "Open the door."

The short man didn't dare to move for a moment, and was sweating coldly all over his body.

He is afraid of both the things behind the door and the people in front of the door and behind him.

He trembled, as if he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

Hu Ling didn't urge him, and remained silent.

After some time, the short man uttered a voice with a hoarse voice: "The room, the room is only, only for two people."

Hu Ling: "The reason."

The short man swallowed his saliva, and continued: "A lot, a lot, yes, yes, food."

Hu Ling raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's inside?"

The most important thing has already been said, the short man is weak, like breaking a can: "Tools and materials, you can only use those to make new clothes."

Hu Ling pursed his lips and let go of his hand, and the oppressive atmosphere suddenly dissipated. "Well, thank you for letting me know, you are really a good person."

The short man backed away unrequitedly, with a dull expression, as if he had lost something important.

Hu Ling sized him up, feeling a bit preoccupied.

Yu Songyuan, who had been watching silently, stepped forward and stood in front of Hu Ling.

"I'll take the lead, you protect yourself."

Hu Ling looked at him, didn't grab it, and responded with a smile.

Yu Songyuan grasped the handle, turned slightly sideways, and his muscles tensed.

click -

The door lock slipped, and the gap gradually widened. Standing outside and looking in, one could only vaguely see some vague outlines.

Yu Songyuan was observing cautiously when a hand came over his shoulder.

He turned around and asked with his eyes.

Hu Ling smiled at him and said in a low voice, "It's okay, let's go in."

Yu Songyuan twitched his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "Okay."

The two walked in one after the other, Yu Songyuan held down the handle, Hu Ling fumbled by the door, and got the candle and matchbox.

After a crisp sound, the flames flickered, illuminating the room.

Yu Songyuan suddenly felt a sharp increase in the pressure on his hands. He exerted all his strength, his muscles and veins stretched, and he felt a sense of strength.

But what he is fighting against is not pure power, but "rules".

The door slammed shut, and Yu Songyuan's arm was numb from the shock.

He moved a little bit, with a serious expression on his face.

"Roar--!!!"

There was a long howling sound, and there was a rectangular water tank in the center of the workshop. Its long and sharp minions were clinging to the edge of the glass. Its owner was staring at the two with bright yellow vertical pupils, full of greedy appetite.

Hu Ling was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up slightly, and he walked forward with a smile on his lips, and was grabbed by his wrist just after he took half a step.

"Xiao Ling!?"

Yu Songyuan raised his brows, worried that Hu Ling was confused by some kind of illusion.

"Don't go there, it's dangerous."

With all his strength, he brought the man into his arms, and stared sharply at the monster with a human body and a fish tail.

Hu Ling looked up at him, "It's okay, it won't attack us now."

Yu Songyuan did not turn his eyes, and lowered his voice: "Do you believe what he said?"

Hu Ling smiled: "At least it can't attack us until we attack it."

When Yu Songyuan heard this, he glanced around very quickly. In addition to the water tank with the monster in it, there was also a long table in the workshop, on which were placed tools such as scissors and needlework, and the only thing that could be used as a weapon was scissors.

Two, relatively large, about as long as an adult's forearm.

There is no fabric.

Yu Songyuan's eyes returned to the monster, and his tone was calm: "The material of the new clothes is its skin."

"uh-huh."

Hu Ling responded, grabbed Yu Songyuan's skirt and moved towards the long platform.

"Come on, let's make a quick decision."

"Xiao Ling, you must pay attention to safety later." Yu Songyuan weighed the scissors twice, and said: "It's best to wait until it is weak before coming up, so as not to get hurt."

Hu Ling opened the scissors, looked down at the silver light passing by the blade, and said casually: "I thought you would say that you can do it alone, without my help."

Yu Songyuan knew that he was talking about every time he wanted to open the door, and he blocked the front, so he explained with a smile: "I didn't know what would happen before, but now the goal is clear, of course I want to give you a chance to play."

Hu Ling looked at him, shrugged his shoulders, then gave him a bright smile, and kicked off the ground in the next second, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the monster.

He stretched out a hand, which looked astonishingly beautiful in the dim light as if it had been coated with a thin layer of agar.

The monster slowly approached, saliva dripped from the white fangs, and the bright yellow pupils became brighter, like an omen before the attack.

Hu Ling tilted his head, and the raised hand moved forward quickly at the same time, vigorously grabbed the monster's messy hair, and pulled it sideways, and the pale neck was instantly pulled out of the skinny line.The next second, he raised his other hand and dropped it high with unstoppable force—bright red blood gushed out instantly, staining the surface of the water red.

Everything was settled in a few seconds.

Yu Songyuan stared blankly, only to feel that the blood splashed on the young man's cheeks was as bright as red, extremely gorgeous.

Even those pitch-black eyes with a cool glint were extremely intoxicating.

He touched his heart unconsciously, once, once, once...

——It is a deep love that cannot be expressed in words.

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After the monster of that kind of person stopped moving, Hu Ling pulled out the scissors without hesitation, then inserted it into its temple, and twisted it hard.

The monster twitched a few times reflexively, and then collapsed. If Hu Ling hadn't been carrying it, it would have fallen into the water long ago.

"Brother, come here and help carry it out."

The two joined forces, one head and one tail, both in good physical fitness. After lifting the monster twice as heavy as an ordinary person to the long platform, they were still breathing smoothly.

Hu Ling took two steps back, frowning slightly, "Do you have paper on you?"

Yu Songyuan touched his pocket, shook his head, and took off his coat.

"Wipe it, the material is soft to the touch."

Hu Ling took the coat and picked a place to wipe the blood on his face and body.

After getting almost done, Hu Ling put the coat on his shoulders and asked, "Can you peel the skin?"

Yu Songyuan shook the scissors in his hand and smiled like an evil scientist in a horror story.

He said, "No, try."

Hu Ling wrinkled his nose with a disgusted expression.

"Then come on, I'm a little scared."

Yu Songyuan: "...Pfft."

Hu Ling: "..."

Yu Songyuan raised his hand, his eyes were gentle: "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Hu Ling stared at him with half-closed eyes for a while, then suddenly smiled softly: "Come on, you, hurry up."

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