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The backpack placed on the stone platform nearby shook slightly, and the pitch-black little crow pendant trembled, freezing the chaotic prison and the confused looks of the two prisoners.
Cheng Che flew around and came back, squatting in Jing Yuan's palm and looking at the white and golden hair flying in the sky, "I feel the smell of the demonic body, is it your teacher?"
Hearing this, Jing Yuan was slightly startled, then nodded.
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, his eyes falling on the white-haired woman standing quietly with a bewildered look not far away, "She's pretty, and she can give me a knife, but not now."
"Why?" Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at the two of them, turned around and left, picking up Cheng Che's bag.
Cheng Che thought about it and shook his head, "Not everyone can do it. Those Cloud Riders got rid of their demonic bodies because their near death brought me pleasure. You and Blade did it because you made me suffer. Pain can also be considered pleasure, but..."
Cheng Che paused, raised his head and looked at Jing Yuan, "I can't beat her, she came to stab me... We are not familiar with each other, I won't feel any happiness from hurting me just because she needs me."
Then there is no way to solve the problem of the demonic body, but...
Cheng Che looked back at the white-haired woman standing quietly and shook his head silently.
The other party doesn't seem to care about the devil's body.
Jing Yuan paused slightly and nodded, "Let's go and see how Fu Taibu's Qiongguan Formation is doing."
Outside the prison gate, Walter stood on the steps and nodded slightly when he saw the person coming.
Walter’s eyes swept across a strand of golden hair on Jing Yuan’s shoulder, and a hint of satisfaction suddenly flashed in his eyes.
That’s good. Since the identity is in doubt, just curse it first.
Walter looked at the crow squatting in Jing Yuan's palm, thought for a moment, and then hesitantly asked Jing Yuan: "Cheng Che is... so obedient?"
That shouldn't be the case. Cheng Che does whatever he wants, but he is reliable most of the time.
How come...
Why don't you turn into a crow and go out and step on every head you see?
Hearing this, Jing Yuan sneered, and four big words suddenly flashed through his mind!
——A flash of inspiration!
Cheng Che raised his head and looked at Walter, and said seriously, “I just cheated my friend a little bit, I’m apologizing.”
Walter: ...
Walter was silent for a moment, and suddenly there was a smile in his eyes, “Very good.”
It is normal for young people to be more lively, but it seems that Cheng Che is still willing to listen to other people's advice.
Chapter 226 What are you doing here?
Star Dome Train.
Cheng Che stood in the bedroom, carefully wiping the newly built storage cabinet with a small piece of deerskin cloth that had been kneaded until it was soft.
There were already several familiar dumplings on the cabinet, and the dumplings for the train set were almost complete. Only Pam and Ji Zi's little dumplings had not been poked, and Walter's head had not been touched.
The photos that were taken quickly were also printed out and stacked up in a drawer.
After a while, Cheng Che threw away the handkerchief, took off the two bracelets on his wrists, stuffed them into a sealed bag, and then placed it on the storage cabinet.
"Here comes the hair!"
A scream came from outside the door, and a gray-haired girl put two bags by the door.
Looking up, Xing looked at Cheng Che, and after thinking for a moment, he walked over and stood in front of the cabinet, holding his chin and looking at the storage cabinet in front of him.
The partitions are divided into square spaces, and each hole is filled with a small ball, but now it seems that there are a few small balls.
"Come on, keep up the good work!" Xing patted Cheng Che's shoulder and asked, "Jepard and Shiluwa just sent me a message saying I need to go back to Beloberg. Do you want to come with me?"
Hearing this, Cheng Che shook his head.
He turned around, picked up a small box from the table, put it in his hand and walked out the door, saying softly, "There's been a lot going on lately, I need to take a good rest for two days."
Xing nodded, and watched Cheng Che walk towards the observation car with familiarity, and poked his head in confusion, "It's indeed time to eat, but are you a little more experienced in picking up trash now?"
Going out to pick up trash without being urged seems quite virtuous...
Cheng Che glanced at Xing and silently handed over the iron box in his hand, "You don't have to be so polite if you want to eat my snacks."
The gray-haired girl curled her lips, opened the iron box and grabbed a handful. "Everyone knows that little crows are picky eaters. The snacks you secretly brought with you must be delicious..."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che looked down at the dried fruits in the iron box and hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Is there a possibility that this thing is good for the body?"
Xing blinked, crunched the dried fruit in her mouth, and swallowed it before speaking, "You... I remember that you are weak."
At this point, Xing ignored Cheng Che's expression and slapped his head, "I almost forgot, did you take the medicine Bai Lu prescribed for you?"
"Yeah..." Cheng Che nodded vaguely and walked towards the carriage in front with his box of dried fruits.
Forget it. I really can’t get rid of the blame for my physical weakness, and I don’t know who to blame it on.
The phone vibrated in his pocket. Cheng Che paused, took out his phone and took a look.
[I don't want to make friends anymore: Friend, there is an aurora on Yalilo No. 6 recently, do you want to see it? Old Sangbo found a good idea to make money, are you interested? ]
Cheng Che was silent for a moment and put his phone in his pocket.
"What's wrong?" Xing blinked in surprise and put his hands together to peel off the outermost hard shell of the dried fruit.
Cheng Che sighed, "Sangbo sent the wrong message."
It's possible to send it to anyone except him.
But you can see the Aurora.
Before Xing could say anything else, their cell phones vibrated at the same time.
Cheng Che and Xing looked at each other and silently took out their cell phones.
Xing looked down at the unsigned message on her phone, and after hesitating for a moment, she typed in the three words "Kafka" plus a question mark.
Cheng Che quickly scanned the information, glanced at the iron box in his hand, and raised his eyes to meet Xing's twinkling eyes.
"Um... I have something to go out for..." Xing touched his head and blinked innocently.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che rubbed his fingers unconsciously and nodded, "I have something to go out for."
Okay, I get it, the Star Train has been infiltrated by the Star Hunters.
The two nameless guests sat face to face in silence for a long time. After a while, they turned around and went back to their rooms at the same time, changed their clothes and got their weapons. They picked up the takeaway for the train crew and set off again.
The two of them laughed dryly and went their separate ways.
But things did not go as planned. The two unknown guests met again, parted with dry laughs, but they could not avoid meeting again.
The hawking sounds came from a distance. The gray-haired girl and the little black curly-haired boy looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
Xing pursed her lips and looked at Cheng Che, "That...it doesn't seem to be explained by coincidence."
I have met too many people. I try to avoid them every time but still meet them again. That means Cheng Che’s destination is the same as mine.
and so……
Is Cheng Che here to visit the Star Core Hunter who stabbed him, or... is Jing Yuan's guess reasonable?
Thinking of this, Xing's eyes became strange.
She quietly approached Cheng Che and lowered her voice, "What are you doing here?"
Cheng Che: ...
"What do you think?" Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked at Xing, and asked softly: "Why do you think I came here?"
Xing blinked and spoke seriously, "Nothing! The two of us just agreed to go shopping together today, right?!"
Then he was controlled by the Word Spirit Technique! It makes sense!
Cheng Che looked puzzled, "Why are you so sneaky when you come to see Kafka? Doesn't everyone on the train know that you have a close relationship with the Star Core Hunter?"
Why does it feel like this star is stealing?
Hearing this, Xing was slightly startled.
After a while, she suddenly raised her head and patted her head, "Yeah, I don't know... I feel like my brain hasn't been working very well since I lost my hair..."
Could it be that the train was filled with a virus called March 7th?
"What about you?" Xing raised his head and looked at Cheng Che, and asked tentatively, "Do you have a close relationship with the Star Core Hunter as well?"
Just to be sure, but it doesn't affect anything.
She just had a sudden thought and ran over here stealthily, but Cheng Che walked over to her openly without any concealment.
So does that mean... Cheng Che doesn't care at all?
Cheng Che's eyes flickered, he pressed Xing's shoulder and turned around, pushing Xing into the alley on the side, "The relationship is pretty good, so do you want Kafka's little dumpling?"
star:!!!
"Yes!" Xing nodded, and pulled out a candy from Cheng Che's bag like a pro. "But if you are... then how did you get to Luofu? We couldn't use the boundary here to anchor, and there wasn't enough time for you to come here by spaceship..."
"A little secret." Cheng Che stopped and knocked on the door. "Is anyone there?"
The door creaked slightly, and a head with falling hair poked out, and his eyes instantly became speechless.
Kafka looked at the two figures that appeared in front of her, and said with a hint of disbelief, "Don't you have any secrets among the nameless guests?"
Just team up like this?
Then why did she release the news separately?
Can't we just start a group chat?
"Let's keep it a secret from Sanyue..." Cheng Che muttered, stretched out his hand to push the door open a crack, frowned at the man in the room, "Hiss... Why do I feel a little pain in my wound..."
Chapter 227 This is a gift.
There were not many pedestrians in the alley, and even the voices of people in the street seemed particularly distant.
Kafka took a deep breath, her eyes full of helplessness.