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"Help! Someone is robbing me!"
Under the shocked gazes of Xing and Sanyueqi, Cheng Che grabbed Sangbo by the collar and forcibly pulled him out of the counter and carried him on his shoulders, pretending to go upstairs, "It's just an illusion anyway, it has to exist whether it exists or not."
"Ah!" Sang Bo let out a sharp scream. His stomach was pressed against Cheng Che's shoulder and his limbs were shaking. "Cheng Che! You have to remember that you are a straight man! A straight man!"
"I remember that." Cheng Che glanced at the unresponsive illusions around him with a calm face, "But you should also remember that I'm a rich second-generation, and we rich second-generations have a lot of fun!"
On the side, Xing and Sanyueqi couldn't help but hug each other, trembling, "What's wrong with Cheng Che? Is he crazy?"
"He was drinking secretly?!"
"When did he drink?!"
Amidst all the noise, Sang Bo finally gave up struggling and tried to hold Cheng Che's wrist, "Good brother, spare me."
"Heh." Cheng Che sneered, threw Sang Bo on the sofa next to him, and stood aside, looking down at Sang Bo, "First, tell me how you got into my newly built Qiongguan Formation."
As he spoke, Cheng Che reached out and snatched his card from Sang Bo.
On the side, the trembling Sanyueqi and Xing finally came to their senses, leaned in front of Sambo and poked him, "Ah? Really Sambo?"
Behind them, the pink-haired girl sighed heavily and closed her eyes as if she couldn't bear to watch.
Well, joy is an exception everywhere.
The blue-haired man who had been shopping in Luofu a while ago was indeed an exception! Maybe he was the emissary of the Happy Family!
"Ah..." Sang Bo sighed heavily and leaned weakly on the sofa, "How did you find out? I thought I pretended well. After all, this is how Sister Sanyue imagined me to be, right?"
"Plus one." Sanyueqi raised his hand, looking serious, "I really think that Sambo should be like this."
Cheng Che leaned back on the sofa, tapped Sang Bo's arm with his fingertips, and said calmly, "Because Sanyue has never seen you without a shirt, she doesn't know how much I remember about you, she only knows a rough idea, so..."
At this point, Cheng Che paused, "She might be able to imagine you covered in black, or she might be able to imagine densely packed words under your clothes, but it will definitely not be exactly the same as what I wrote."
Sambo looked down at his arm and couldn't help looking at March Seven, "Can't you use your imagination? Or be a little more rogue?"
"How is that possible!" Sanyueqi argued, "I'm not a star!"
Chapter 566 You seem to be being watched
From Sambo's weak narration, the group pieced together a story about a Masked Fool who, while waiting for the train to depart for Pinocchio, had nothing better to do and sneaked into the Qiongguan Formation to give his friends a surprise.
"Surprised?" Sang Bo's light green eyes were filled with a smile. He leaned on the sofa and kicked Cheng Che. "I'm good to you. I know to come in to find you. Unlike that white-haired guy, he just hugged the raccoon and lay beside the Qiongguan formation. It seems that he would be exhausted after walking two steps."
Cheng Che glanced at Sang Bo and said, "I'm quite surprised. I just don't know where the joy comes from."
Cheng Che turned his head to look at the familiar person who appeared in the so-called Sangbo Hotel, and kicked back, "Since you have been here for so long, you should know who is the distorted one, right?"
Hearing this, Sangbo's expression froze.
He sighed heavily, propped up his chin and leaned on the sofa, his eyebrows drooping, "Let's be reasonable. Although we are happy people who cause trouble everywhere, this kind of memory-related matter is obviously related to Liuguang Yiting. You can even find an incinerator instead of me."
As soon as the words fell, San Yue Qi nodded instantly, "Indeed, but the fact that you know you are unreliable is a big improvement."
Sambo: ...
Sang Bo looked at San Yue Qi with a helpless tone, "Sister San Yue, sometimes you can be more tactful in your words."
"It's not as fun to call you sister as Cheng Che." San Yueqi looked at Cheng Che reflexively when he heard the word sister. When he looked back, his eyes were full of threats, "So Sangbo, tell me who is the distorted one!"
Who wants to take a detour when you can take a shortcut?
Sang Bo looked at Cheng Che, "You guessed it."
"Anyone with a brain can guess it." Cheng Che responded, raised his head slightly and looked at the two women who were talking together not far away. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Sister Huan Xier, please be my wife."
As soon as the words fell, there was a bang.
Xier's illusion disappeared at this moment, and the sparks that exploded were like ribbons in a toy.
The illusion of Bronya, who was standing next to Seele and talking in a low voice, was slightly startled, then turned her head and looked at the warm sun outside the window as if nothing had happened.
San Yue Qi hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, "You are so confident, what if you are wrong?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head and stared at San Yue Qi, his tone cold, "If he is wrong, then he is wrong. Except for the few of us, everyone here is an illusion. What will happen if I blow them all up?"
It's just an illusion created by the Qiongguan Formation. It's not real.
March 7:…
San Yueqi frowned and thought for a while. He couldn't help but speak, "Then? Is this considered an exhaustive method?"
Cheng Che retracted his gaze and nodded calmly, "Forget it, I'll try them one by one when I'm too lazy to think."
Time and brain need a break, right?
Cheng Che slumped on the sofa, holding up his cell phone and pressing it, seemingly chatting.
Xing frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the previous topic, "So how do you rich second-generations spend money? I'm too poor to have seen it."
For a moment, everyone looked at Xing with a hint of disbelief in their eyes.
I feel like this is a question that Xing can ask, but it always feels like something is not right.
Cheng Che recalled for a moment, took out the thermos cup and held it, "Forget it, when I left home, my brother was married and my sister was engaged. They were all arranged marriages, so they couldn't be too extravagant in public. As for other things..."
At this point, Cheng Che paused, his eyes filled with something hard to describe, "My cousin is quite capable, he doesn't accept arranged marriages, he doesn't have a stable partner at the age of 30, but the number of lovers he's had is probably... almost three digits."
For people at that level, physical needs become less important, and what they value more is the emotional value brought by companionship. They want to go on vacation and play with their child, and they look for someone who is either good-looking or spiritually compatible. They spend the rest of their time with their child, and raise a younger brother so that they can experience the joy of raising a child.
"A lot..." Xing nodded and pursed her lips, "Okay, then I'll go make money too."
She also wants to experience the happiness of rich people.
Cheng Che glanced at Xing and said, "Let's not do it. If you meet my brother, you will be deceived and fall in love immediately."
Not to mention those philandering brothers and sisters in his family, even if Cheng Che really started to play, Xing might not be able to resist.
"I don't believe it!" Xing is both naive and playful, and said firmly: "I will never be fooled by beauty!"
On the side, San Yue Qi quietly raised his hand and nodded affirmatively, "I don't think I would either. I've become immune to handsome guys after watching Dan Heng every day!"
"Oh." Cheng Che responded, propping up his chin and looking at the two girls in front of him, "Okay, I'll let you experience it once sometime."
Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.
Xing and Sanyueqi looked at each other, their eyes flickering, and it was unknown what they were thinking about.
"Hey."
Fu Xuan could no longer stand being ignored, he slapped the table and asked coldly, "Do you remember that you are here to find your memories?!"
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
San Yue Qi stood up suddenly and walked quickly towards the Xi'er illusion that had just exploded, "Yes, yes, I want to find my memory."
Looking at March Seven's back, Xing sighed heavily, "I seem to have been infected by March Seven. I think my brain is not in good shape either."
Despite saying so, Xing still quickly followed March 7's pace, chatting and laughing as they planned to move on to the next step.
Cheng Che retracted his gaze and looked at Sang Bo while holding the thermos cup. "You sneaked in just to give us a surprise?"
Sambo shrugged, "What else?"
What bad intentions could old Sambo have? !
"What other purpose?" Cheng Che responded, and stood up while holding Sangbo's shoulder, shaking his phone. "I made an appointment with Topa to have dinner together, and you came right after. I really don't believe it's not a coincidence."
Sambo: ...
intuition?
Jumping to conclusions without evidence?
Are these two things related in the slightest?
Sang Bo sighed heavily and threw his phone into Cheng Che's hand. "It's a little bit related, but not too much. Take a look."
Cheng Che took the phone and quickly drew a circle on the screen with his fingertips. "Who is this person who has a note that he has a serious brain disease?"
The avatar looks familiar.
Sang Bo pointed at Cheng Che's phone and said innocently, "The person who called you little black bird wanted to tell you to lift your butt, but I stopped her. Don't you want to thank me?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head to look at Sang Bo and said sincerely: "Thank you for stopping it, but I don't like the changed nickname very much either."
"Really? But at least you're not that sick." Sang Bo shrugged, put his arm around Cheng Che's shoulders and lowered his voice, "Little Crow, it seems like you've been targeted."
The Star Peace Company, the Xianzhou Alliance, and this unreasonable fun-loving person.
Cheng Che thought for a moment and said, "Don't panic, I can honk."
Chapter 567 Are You Afraid of Losing Face?
"March, wake up, we have to hurry up."
A cold voice rang in everyone's ears. A short-haired young man stood not far away. His face was cold and indifferent, but his pair of blue-gray eyes were full of seriousness.
San Yueqi couldn't help but be stunned, blinking his innocent eyes at the young man in front of him, seeming a little confused about the situation.
Xing looked around quickly, eyes wide, "What about me? What about me? What about me?!"
"Cheng Che didn't say that. Wait a moment." San Yue Qi held Xing's hand tightly and stared at Dan Heng with wide eyes. "Can't you see Xing, Cheng Che and Master Fu Xuan? Where is Sang Bo?"
Hearing this, Dan Heng's eyes showed confusion, "Who are they? Xing? Cheng Che? Fu Xuan? Sang Bo?"
The young man frowned, his eyes serious, "March, be serious, the space station is very dangerous now!"
"Ah?" San Yueqi opened his mouth wide and quickly searched for relevant memories.
Behind her, several ignored people tilted their heads at the same time and looked at the two people in front of them, and were very confused for a moment.
"Follow me!" Dan Heng said coldly, and then he ran away at a very fast pace. "Stationmaster Esther said that the star core is stored in the room ahead. I guess the legion is very interested in the star core. We have to hurry over..."
In the silence, San Yueqi was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but quickly catch up with Dan Heng's pace, "Dan Heng, slow down..."
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded suddenly and walked slowly forward, "I understand. Next I want to see Dan Heng and San Yue pick up a star core spirit."
Star Core Essence: ...