heavy fog

Cyrus' reaction was straightforward.

With a jerk of his hand, he abruptly pulled Wen Luan out of the noisy casino lobby. Wen Luan watched helplessly as the clear scene around him turned into a hazy white shadow, and it got further and further away.

"Sel..."

Wen Luan was shocked to find that his voice could not be heard, and his mental connection was also broken.

Resisting the urge to break open the illusion space, ignoring the instinctive omen warning.Wen Luan told himself that this was a necessary step to improve the relationship. Even if he had nothing to do with the succubi, in this interstellar era, leaving the deep blue star and wanting to eat food required an interstellar voyage—too bitter. The Atlantic Ocean, now has to use light years to calculate the distance.

Besides, the food in the dream demon domain is the most delicious, a nightmare with a strong dark atmosphere.

As those gamblers said, a place where there is food to enjoy is called life——

So Wen Luan changed the subject honestly: "It doesn't matter what I want to do, what do you think about those dark creatures? If you want to clean up your dreams, I can..." Exchange cooperation for short-term residency?

You can't take it for granted to say "let's make up", you have to show sincerity.

fall!The sincerity of hell, it's enough to pay for the previous life in the previous life.

[There are no irreversible rules. The succubus and the tapir must be natural enemies. This is not a meteorite town, nor is it a small pirate ship, nor is it a golden town full of adventurers. 】Wen Luan looked at Cyrus calmly and said, he also deliberately lowered his voice, to show that he has his own opinions and is more capable of negotiating with Cyrus.

It's a pity that Wen Luan has never done such a thing as pretending to be 13 before, and Tapir is just a saboteur, which makes Wen Luan's expression stiff, and when he sees Cyrus' half-smile look, he is even more unwilling to admit defeat Emphasis: [This planet is very big. Although there is only one city, human desires are endless. No matter how rich you are, there will always be disputes, contradictions, and hatred... Nightmares are never lacking. I need very little, not at all. Destroy the balance of the dream. 】【Give me a reason to believe in you. 】

Hearing this, Wen Luan almost couldn't hold back his anger, but the finger that slowly stretched towards his neck, the cold and dangerous breath made his mind go blank, and he could only answer through gritted teeth: "There is no such thing!"

"No, you have," whispered Cyrus, drawing closer to him.

"..."

Wen Luan turned his head in bewilderment, but his shoulders were tightly grasped and he was definitely unable to move.

Are nightmares stronger than tapirs?

Definitely not, if so, did the succubi still need to run around the world in the past - just beat the eastern demon directly without awakening, and run away before the opponent's anger escaped from the body, at least to be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmm, high technology?" Wen Luan mockingly looked at Cyrus' hand.

"Of course, you know my profession—"

Someone decided not to tell Wen Luan the truth, but to give enough hints, so that one day when the truth was revealed, Wen Luan would have no reason to refute this deception.

"Unlucky spy." Wen Luan continued to laugh.

"Unlucky diplomat's entourage." Cyrus continued.

"..."

Seeing Wen Luan's gloomy expression, Cyrus happily sent Wen Luan a message: "A few days ago, the Deep Blue Star Military Weapons Research Institute caught a foreign agent trying to infiltrate. people."

"I just mixed up my identity. Where is the First Republic of the Moby Dick Galaxy? I don't know the last name of the head of state." Wen Luan rolled his eyes. There are too many people in the embassy. He is not like Ellen. The Restoration Party gave up and insisted on allegiance.

Cyrus calmly continued to throw heavy news:

"His name is Zhang Sen, and he is the embassy of Morvia..."

"Zhang Sen is not dead?" Wen Luan exclaimed.

I thought that when the temporary residence for the lost population collapsed, all the diplomats including Zhang Sen were crushed to death.

"How do you know—ah, yes, this is your dream, and there is nothing that can stop you." Wen Luan asked, "What happened to Zhang Sen, he is so unfortunate, the job of a diplomat is a serious exhaustion Pin, I said earlier that the loyalty after being brainwashed is not worth it, if I don’t want to steal high technology, at least I can help him find a way to escape from the deep blue star, and go anywhere in the Moby Dick galaxy, it’s better than now, tsk tsk!”

Cyrus frowned.

"He's dead?" Wen Luan continued to ask.

"No." Cyrus had a cold expression on his face, before Wen Luan could speak, he said first, "The people in the research institute will deal with him, I'm not interested in that."

"Oh? I thought you were very interested in the research institute." Wen Luan tentatively said, "Why don't we join hands and rob the warehouse of the mechas manufactured by the research institute, maybe we can find a logic that is normal than Serre's, and his height is normal." A normal mech than Beret?"

"..."

Cyrus was silent for a long time before he slowly said: "The research institute only has unfinished mechas, and there are also types used as defensive reserves. There is no mecha warehouse."

"Ha, you've gone over and watched it all! You're fast enough!" Wen Luan praised Cyrus.

The latter, as one can imagine, was not happy at all.

So Wen Luan tacitly decided not to talk about this, and will go out to find a solution to Seier later, anyway, this is the dream realm, a mecha with the ability to jump space, plus the ability of a tapir to tear apart dreams, is it right to save a Zhang Sen? easy.

——Multiple Zhang Sen have multiple back roads. If the Deep Blue Star can't get along, they can still go to the Republic of Molvia.

"I thought you wanted to talk to me about the Dark Council today." Cyrus said without emotion.

"In this place, in this way?"

Wen Luan looked at the vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, at the hands that pressed him so tightly that he couldn't move, and at their ambiguous postures: they couldn't see each other's faces, at most they could only glimpse the outlines of their ears, and they could feel each other's eyes. Breath is close at hand.

This is a wonderful experience. Nightmare and tapir are essentially invisible existences.

"you're right."

"Ok?"

As soon as Wen Luan became suspicious, he saw the white mist in front of him change drastically, reflecting a clear scene like a mirror: flannel curtains, a neatly decorated room, a bedside table decorated with curved waves, and even a cup of tea on it. The potion he drank last night, the gold-rimmed roses in the vase began to wither, withered and lifeless.

Wen Luan fell heavily on the soft mattress with his back, but before he could react, he looked at Cyrus with the wrong focus: "You even know where I live, so you really care about my old enemy?"

Cyrus didn't mind the strange sarcasm in Wen Luan's tone, as well as the slight tease, he just relaxed and leaned against the bedpost, as if this was his room.

"Tell me about the Dark Council!" Cyrus folded his fingers and stretched his legs comfortably.

The corners of Wen Luan's eyes twitched, and he finally realized what was wrong.

—they were lying on the same bed!Although it is the head of a bed and the end of the bed is opposite.

The rooms provided by Apollo Casino to wealthy guests are very spacious. Although they are not stylish, they still follow the dark blue star baroque retro style, from furniture to decoration.

This four-poster bed is also rather peculiar, er, it is a semicircle.

The head of the bed is curved and the end of the bed is flat, which is very suitable for straightening your arms and legs sideways after falling asleep, and of course it is also very suitable for some intense exercise that requires rolling before going to bed.

In order to prevent the curvature of the head of the bed from hurting the forehead, the bed has a large area.

Even if they are lying like this now, they are not close to each other, and there are a few comfortable thick pillows and woolen quilts.But is this way of talking in bed normal?They are still old enemies!

"Your injury." Cyrus explained the selection of the location with a simple sentence.

Wen Luan looked at the "disabled" wound in frustration.

"I said, although this thing is weightless now, I can't heal as soon as it is buckled." Wen Luan gestured to the confinement metal ring on his body, "You ask Beret to untie it for me."

"I didn't bring it today." Cyrus didn't blink.

Wen Luan saw that Cyrus didn't want to untie him at all, but he mistakenly classified this behavior as the reason of "subconscious worry about his old enemy".

"We all need to restrain our true selves. I am Wen Luan and you are Ellen... I think we agree on this point! I don't want to start a war, let alone be your enemy." Wen Luan said seriously.

Cyrus nodded, acquiescing.

"Very well, let's talk about the Dark Council now—"

Wen Luan tried his best to adapt himself to such weird and embarrassing things like talking in bed, hypnotizing himself that it's no big deal, he can't admit defeat in the aura field, the days to come will be long.

The bed is still a good choice, in case the dream monster suddenly wants to change the place of conversation to a crater, sewer, prison... How bad it would be!Therefore, you must not show dissatisfaction with the environment. Before the relationship has improved, you must not do things like tearing the dream in front of the succubus.

"As an aside, you look good this time."

Wen Luan looked at Cyrus. This time he was wearing a cloak but no hat. His long blond hair was shining smoothly on the bottom of the black robe. Coupled with the perfect silhouette and the clothes that covered the back of his hands, he was more seductive. is expanded to the maximum.

Cyrus paused.

Obviously, the praise from his old enemy made him look weird.

In fact, "Cyrus" seldom heard others praise his appearance, probably before he was a teenager, but the evaluation he received in his youth was not as simple as being good-looking, and he was also a beauty with no obvious gender characteristics, which was probably nothing good words.After entering the research institute, in the eyes of mad scientists, the energy fusion reaction model looks much better than Bilusi. When everyone is busy, their clothes are not neatly dressed, their hair is knotted, their beards are forgotten to shave, and sometimes they wear radiation protection experiments. There is no appearance to speak of!

Later, they brought powerful mechas and controlled Deep Blue Star in one fell swoop. Who would dare to judge the appearance of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom face to face.In particular, the Prime Minister also made it clear that he did not want to see too many descriptions of himself in any media reports, and did not allow photos and videos to be circulated on the Internet. This was originally something that could not be prohibited, but Andumari took over Deep Blue Star City Defense and Surveillance System.

Of course, Cyrus also admitted that when he first organized a political party and quietly registered it (Deep Blue Star law stipulates that a political party must be established for ten years before it can run for election), his appearance did play a major role, at least no one in the office Make an excuse not to see him (this is why Cyrus was sent by his companions).As long as they meet, Cyrus has plenty of ways to make the other party compromise——

Now he looked at Wen Luan with strong confidence, even though the succubus was always the one who was bullied and fled, but he was Cyrus, and in Cyrus' life, he had never encountered a problem that could not be solved.

You see, he has defeated even such a terrible enemy as death, hasn't he?

"...the dark creatures must have other plans." Wen Luan started the formal topic without realizing it, "I don't believe that the dark council is full of a bunch of incomprehensible guys like Prince Maike, a terrorist organization must be a bit decent High level. I wandered around the casino a few more times, and not only was the leader of the Restoration Party very happy, but the old man felt that I cooperated with his plan, and people from the Dark Council could also be found."

That's right, Cyrus didn't believe that the Dark Council was full of research institute scientists either.

"What choice do you expect they will make?"

"It's hard to guess, but I'm in a more dangerous situation than you." Wen Luan was sober, he thought about it and said, "I found that they are not willing to give up Deep Blue Star, maybe it's their arrogance, love of enjoyment, or nostalgia... ...So they won't really cooperate with Tapir, if I really beat you to serious injury, I will be the next one to be unlucky."

Wen Luan blinked, and solemnly corrected:

"No, they won't kill you because of the dream, but I'm not sure. This kind of terrorist organization with a long history may have some treasures. In the words of the East, it can imprison invisible life, maybe it's a seal—then I will Unlucky, it has become a weapon of the Dark Parliament, and they will be released by them to deal with you who is awakened."

"It doesn't sound too bad to change from a wild tapir to a domesticated tapir." Cyrus raised his eyebrows. "At least the Dark Council is reluctant to starve you to death. As long as I'm alive, they won't treat you badly and don't think about it?"

"Are you kidding me? I can control my own destiny, why should I rely on others?" Wen Luan was dissatisfied.

Cyrus looked at him thoughtfully.

He moved indistinctly, and found that Wen Luan was still thinking and talking without noticing it.

"We should discuss a plan, how to deal with the Dark Parliament—speaking of which, I don't know your plan yet? Completely wipe out? Captive bats? Cultivate dark creatures as forces, huh?"

"you do not need to worry……"

The sound so close at hand startled Wen Luan, and in horror he saw Cyrus, who was propping up the bed with one hand, staring deeply at him.

"You... when did you come here?"

"You're talking stupid again, what do you think?" The succubi can go anywhere it wants in the dream, and it has the ability to jump through space, let alone approaching silently.

Wen Luan, who belatedly thought of this, twitched his facial expression.

——God, this guy used to have high technology, which was enough to make people speechless, but now he doesn't even need high technology, how can this make him turn around?

"I think you are no longer qualified as my old enemy."

Cyrus reached out and brushed someone's hair. He was very happy. Things were moving in the direction he wanted to see. Wen Luan was really thinking about him, or about their future relationship.

Regarding the proposal of the Dark Council, there is also an attitude of trying to ignore the danger omen and maintain a rigid posture.

Wen Luan over there misinterpreted Cyrus' words as contempt for Tapir's strength, and he laughed without flinching: "But here in the Dark Council, I'm still their goal—what are you doing!"

Before Wen Luan could finish his sentence, he was completely pressed on the bed. Although he was lying down originally, the posture of having one more person on his body looking down at him was not very pleasant.

"...But it's totally fine to be a bed partner. Are you interested in putting our relationship..."

Cyrus bowed his head, and said the last few words against Wen Luan's neck and ear.

"...How about rising to the secret lover?"

Wen Luan struggled hard and successfully got rid of someone's shackles (this is also related to Cyrus's unwillingness to force him).Wen Luan took a breath, not sure if Cyrus was telling the truth, or if he was probing again, he also raised his eyebrows half-truthfully: "Sounds good."

"I'm glad you agree."

"Wait!" Wen Luan hurriedly stopped Cyrus who seemed to want to approach.

He stared at his new lover with blond hair and golden eyes forcefully: "Let's say it first, I'm going to be on top too!"

Cyrus was silent for a while, and then implicitly gestured to Wen Luan to break the unrecovered joint with his eyes: "Are you sure you can?"

"..."

No, but who is to blame? !Wen Luan thought angrily.