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Nine hundred and twentieth chapter eighth table(1/2)

Old suitcase

There are strange things inside.

Strangely, there is nothing inside, there are only some strange doll parts inside, and it is not complete.

But, without any worries, this thing has its own destiny.

And inside the box, there was a strange amethyst.

Is this a doll?

However, Wuchou hasn't been a doll for a long time. After too long, Wuchou's skills may have become unfamiliar.

No matter what, take it away.

When Wuchou returned to Mashu and the others, he saw them waiting for Wuchou in a relatively safe room. However, the wreckage outside the door told Wuchou that it was not easy for them.

"Are you okay?"

Mordred sighed helplessly as he looked at Wuchou who finally appeared.

"Didn't you say that, let's go and ask someone for help, what are you doing here?"

Mordred looked at the box in Wuchou's hand and said.

"What are you doing to bring this back?"

"I'm sorry, I have something to do. Next you guys keep moving forward, I have something to do."

As he said that, Wuchou left Maxiu and his team directly.

"There is no way. Although he left, if we are really in danger, he will definitely show up."

Mordred looked at the strange symbol on Mathue's hand, with some strange aura on it.

"As long as the magic is injected, he will know that we are in danger, so he will appear immediately."

At this moment, Wuchou went where he went.

Wuchou followed the box to guide him and went to a place. Here, Wuchou looked at the door sign with the laboratory written on it.

Push the door open

Very cold

Although the whole of London is also very cold now, Wuchou feels that this laboratory seems to be colder and doesn't know what the purpose of the box deducing it.

"Um?"

At this time, Wuchou noticed these things.

"Is this a doll shop?"

There are some things that Wuchou used to be familiar with, and the decorations and furnishings on it seem that the owner here is also very attentive.

However, another thing attracted Wuchou's attention.

On the table, the book that reads Rose Girl.

"You like it too, Rose Girl?"

The voice came from behind Wuchou. A man with blond hair came over, looked at the box in Wuchou's hand and said.

"I didn't expect that I would meet humans who like dolls as much as I do. It's really rare."

"Who are you."

The blonde man didn't say anything, but sat aside and pointed at the book in Wuchou's hand.

"I wrote this book, to be precise, it was me who I used to be."

You used to be?

Wuchou reached out to touch the other person, but found that his hand was passing through directly.

"Who are you!"

The blonde man smiled and continued.

"I once thought about when I would meet you, but I didn't expect to be in this completely unrelated world."

"It seems that it is not me who chose you, but me in the rest of the world, but it is good, at least in this world, we can communicate."

Blonde man, Luo Zhen

"That's the case in your hand. Are you already planning to make the eighth doll?"

The eighth doll?

Luo Zhen looked at the confusion on Wuchou's face and continued.

"Doll, you were not prepared at the beginning, just in a moment, at that time, suddenly prepared."

"You are your puppet in your hand, you make your own puppet. Take good care of her, just like taking good care of my daughter."

In the blink of an eye, Wuchou found that Luo Zhen in front of him had disappeared, and even the book in his hand had disappeared.

"The eighth one, doll."

No need for the Virgin of Rose, the eighth doll.

Wuchou felt like his body was suddenly activated, and his hands couldn't stop and he started his own work.

repair

filling

Complete

Rush silly

Tick, Tick, Tick

Very tired

Wuchou lay on the ground, his consciousness slowly dissipated and entered his dream.

Bang

crystal

Purple crystal

"Sir, Father."

Very cold

Wuchou slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a familiar place.

A city surrounded by darkness, a city upside down.

"Long time no see, how long has it been?"

Familiar voice, cunning rabbit.

The rabbit looked at Wuchou's completely different aura and said with a smile.

"My sir, how do you feel now? Isn't it much easier for your body to be without the constraints of light?"

"Are you the same? Like Siji Yingji and the others, you are a confrontational force."

The rabbit smiled and continued.

"Have she said it? Well, we do separate the two sides of the world, here is the territory I found, belonging to us."

Wuchou looked at the endless darkness around him, so it goes without saying which side the rabbit belongs to.

"So, was it true that I knew at the beginning?"

"What?"

"Dark also has its own world, but I feel that the so-called world is just forcibly grasped by you."

Rabbit did not refute Wuchou, but said.

"In the real darkness, the world has no way to generate consciousness, because the combination of consciousness, you should know who it is, so we can only grab the territory back by ourselves."

"And, don't you like it, they."

Wuchou is naturally very clear about who the rabbit is talking about.

"But even so, you shouldn't do that. The world should be free."

The rabbit continued.

"Wrong, did you misunderstand something?"

"Who told you that those outside worlds are voluntary?"

"What's the meaning?"

The rabbit looked at Wuchou in disappointment and continued.

"You don't understand yet. The competition between the two of them, and the darkness is not absolute darkness, and the light is not as pure as you expected."
To be continued...
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