...After the silver net was thrown out in an uproar, it suddenly disappeared into the night in a flash, and like its owner, there was no more sound. The moment when Sibaan's face was illuminated just now was so dazzling, even if
It became dark again, but that startling glimpse seemed to still remain in my field of vision.
Silver paint splashed on his clothes, faintly tracing out half of his outline; he looked like the son of God walking out of the dark night, his eyes stained with the color of the forest.
No matter how many times I have seen him, the impact of Sibaan's appearance is still astonishing.
It wasn't until the puppet master spoke coldly that Lin Sanjiu came back to his senses.
"You have to build a relationship with everyone you meet, so the next time we meet, if you can't beat them, you won't die."
He seemed to see immediately that the two of them knew each other.
Lin Sanjiu sniffed. She didn't know why no one in the church made a sound. They seemed to be waiting to see how she was going to answer. She had no choice but to turn a deaf ear and shout softly to Bohemia: "Hey, it's okay, put your
Let the swimming fish come out and shine a light."
There was no response in the darkness.
"Bohemia?"
Still no response.
Could it be——
"I didn't hurt her," Siba'an's low and sweet voice immediately sounded in the darkness, as if he noticed her fleeting thoughts: "Because I saw you."
The puppet master suddenly snorted lowly and full of disgust.
Lin Sanjiu smiled without embarrassment and walked towards Bohemia in small steps; behind him, Sbaan said "I'll do it", and then a large lamppost half a man high quickly lit up in the darkness.
He stood up and slowly floated into the air.
The soft light suddenly spread over most of the dilapidated church. Bohemia was standing stiffly in the corner, motionless, and every inch of skin exposed on her body was red, as if she had suddenly turned into a roasted red stone sculpture.
Lin Sanjiu patted her gently, and then she suddenly jumped up, as if waking up from a dream: "Fuck, what are you doing?"
"I want to ask you another question," Lin Sanjiu asked suspiciously, "Why are you so stunned?"
"It's nothing," Bohemia didn't dare to look at Sibaan, staring in another direction without blinking, twisting her neck unnaturally: "I, I...who is that person?"
"Sba'an, I told you."
As a faint breath of figs rushed from behind, Bohemia turned her head subconsciously, then opened her mouth half-open, her face flushed, and suddenly froze - dead again.
"Have you ever told her about me?" Siba'an came closer and asked in a low voice. His voice became slightly hoarse, like an intimate sigh that gently brushed his ears.
Looking at Bohemia's appearance, Lin Sanjiu probably wouldn't be surprised if smoke came out of her ears and eyes due to brain overload the next second.
"Yes, I may need your help with something."
Thinking that Bohemia had contemptuously called Sibaan a "little pretty boy" not long ago, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but want to laugh. She glanced back at Sibaan, wanting to know where he and his mother Queen were now.
What was going on underground? She was worried about the puppet master above her and hesitated for a moment - it was at this moment that a light flashed through her mind.
The fact that the puppet master is still so calm until now and has not called in so many puppets that he put outside speaks volumes.
A little annoyed, she raised her head and shouted: "You called him here!"
In the darkness that was not illuminated by the light under the church vault, after a few seconds, a lukewarm nasal sound came from the puppeteer.
"Then why did you lead me to attack him?" The more Lin Sanjiu thought about it, the more she understood. If she hadn't been misled into preparing to ambush the intruder, Siba'an probably wouldn't have taken action against her - if Bohemia had just
The silver net didn't illuminate the two of them in time, so I'm afraid we still don't know what the outcome of that battle will be.
The puppeteer sighed somewhat disappointedly.
"I can't do it myself, but I have to try." He said coolly, "What if he can kill you? You have to have hope."
"You want to use me as a gun, but I'm afraid that won't work. I've already noticed that she is a woman," Siba'an chuckled softly, seemingly unafraid of the puppet master - his posture was so leisurely, it looked like
I was just chatting with an old friend: "So I didn't have murderous intentions just now."
Didn't he use all his strength just now?
This thought lingered in Lin Sanjiu's mind for half a second, and was soon diluted by another one. She stretched out her pointer and pointed in the air a few times. Because she was angry in her heart, her tone was not very gentle: "
Come down and let us have a chat."
If she hadn't been able to dodge quickly, the pointer in her hand would have been interrupted by a rushing attack. She quickly took a step back and confirmed that it was not another illness, then she rubbed her swollen temples.
He turned around and asked, "Have you known him for a long time?"
Sibaan let out a lazily "hmm" from his throat, walked to the fire, sat in the chair that Lin Sanjiu had just moved out, stretched his body and straightened his two long legs. Same as last time in the arsenal.
When we saw him, he seemed to be a little tired. His dark blue uniform was messy and open, his collar was pulled loose, and the light and shadow traced the shape of his Adam's apple and collarbone. It seemed that he could attract light wherever he went.
Follow wherever you go.
"What the hell is going on?" Lin Sanjiu said as he went to bring Bohemia over. Under the double impact of fear and who-knows-what emotions, the latter seemed to have lost his mind at all.
He followed her obediently and walked over in small steps.
She has seen many shy and loving reactions from women when they see Sibaan, but she has never seen this kind of state as if the brain is burning. The blond man stretched out his hand and waved it gently in front of Bohemian's eyes.
After a few clicks, Bohemia still stubbornly turned her head, refusing to turn around and look at him.
The puppet master suddenly said: "This person is okay."
It was obvious that he could not be talking about Lin Sanjiu or Sibaan, but Bohemia's compliment seemed like a stabbing blow, and her face quickly turned pale.
Sibaan let out a low breath as if sighing, and looked directly into Lin Sanjiu's eyes with his pair of deep green eyes that seemed to be able to suck the soul in. He looked at her unblinkingly.
After several seconds, he suddenly smiled hoarsely and softly, and his warm breath could make people's skin burn and flush: "I'm here to assassinate him now."
"Ah, really."
Perhaps it was because of a severe cold that Lin Sanjiu just watched him answer two words blankly. The church was quiet for a few seconds before she suddenly reacted: "What?"
"Assassinate him."
"Wait a minute - why? Didn't he ask you to come?"
Sibaan glanced into the air, like green emeralds soaked in white streams flashing through the night. "It's not so much that he called me, it's better to say that the two of us have a tacit understanding because we have cooperated before.
Well. He knows that I am coming to assassinate him, and I also know that he knows."
"...Say it again, I have a cold and my brain is not working well."
"You don't need to catch a cold, it's not easy to do in the first place."
The puppet master finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his voice was as sharp and cold as an ice knife: "No one knew that we knew each other, so the arsenal sent him here - when you sneezed, did you blow your brain out along the nostril?"
Hearing this, Sibaan suddenly glanced at Lin Sanjiu.
"What?" she asked a little warily.
"Are you familiar?" This doesn't seem like a question anymore.
"He would kill me if I said he was familiar with it."
"...Do you think I can't move now?" The puppet master's voice suddenly became soft and dangerous. However, Lin Sanjiu waited honestly for a while and found that he still hadn't come down - his injuries were probably worse than
It was heavier than she imagined.
"So you are very familiar with each other." Sibaan lifted up his blond hair and then let go, and the gilded halo fell scatteredly.
Who wants to run into him all the time?
Lin Sanjiu sighed, and really didn't know how to persuade the puppet master to come down, so he shouted loudly: "Why on earth don't you want to go to my place to recover from your injuries?"
"roll."
Before she could speak again, Sibaan suddenly sat up and showed a rare irritation: "Puppet Master, let's get down to business."
"Both idiots' ears stand as straight as rabbits, what's there to say?"
The blond man acted as if he hadn't heard anything and said straight to the point: "What do you want?"
There was silence in the church. After a while, the puppeteer snorted coldly: "Visa officer."
"done."
"Don't rush to agree," the puppet master smiled gloomily, "I want more."
"Generally speaking, two are enough, right?" Sibaan frowned slightly.
"It was enough before, but not necessarily now."
"What's the meaning?"
"Haven't you noticed yet? The transmission rule has failed," the puppeteer paused, seeming to suppress another burst of breath. "...The visa system is also in chaos. One or two visa officers can't guarantee anything, and now they
They are all consumables.”
"The teleportation law has failed?" Sibaan was surprised and glanced at Lin Sanjiu. After she explained the rumors of the "Great Flood" and the gathering of copies at the medical station, he was stunned.
After a while, he finally sighed softly.
"So that's it." He seemed to accept such incredible news very quickly. "This can also explain the recent series of situations in the Twelve Organizations..."
I don't know what Siba'an was thinking. His voice became lower and lower, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. The luster almost made people afraid to look directly. Lin Sanjiu heard him say softly, "Maybe this is just right," and wanted to ask
But I didn't know whether I should ask or not.
"What do you want?" the puppet master asked calmly.
This is obviously a transaction, and both parties must first set out the conditions and put chips on the table.
Siba'an said nothing, but turned to look at Lin Sanjiu. She had never seen this blond man's eyes show such a look - as if he was watching the river of time sweep away everyone's bodies.
, he was the only one standing on the embankment outside of time, standing alone in the wind and sand.
She somehow remembered his words about "twin souls".
"I want it, but you don't have the ability to give it to me now." Siba'an said in a low voice, "Xiaojiu, where is your medical room?"
