As soon as Tang Ci came in, she found herself in darkness. He could hear some wild beasts around him howling, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell.

He stood still, his ears trembled slightly.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-

Something hits the iron frame, making a messy sound.

It is obvious that these "wild beasts" are all locked in cages.

Tang Ci pursed her lips.

He didn't know why he was like a ray of light, but his intuition told him-

It will be very dangerous next.

Of course, this danger is not only in these "wild beasts" in front of him, but also in the broken memories in his mind.

His first reaction was that he was worried about Meng Busan's safety.

Tang Ci raised her hand and gently rubbed her temples.

What did he forget? Remember it quickly.

Tang Ci rubbed her soles on the ground while thinking.

The feet feel wrong, the sound is made is not right, and the ground under the feet is more like the bottom of the elevator.

elevator……

Can he still be in a huge elevator?

Stop kidding!

His hands were put into the pocket of the white coat and silently held the scalpel in his pocket. This was something Mr. Su gave him, so he should be able to share Mr. Su's good luck with him, right?

Although Mr. Su always said that he was not lucky and was a pure African, in Tang Ci's opinion, it was enough to be lucky to escape from the Jinzihai World with his younger brother.

I hope he can also be so lucky to take Meng Busan away from here.

He didn't want to fail again, and restarted again.

Even if he is an artificial human, he will one day not be able to withstand such wear and tear again and again.

This wear is not physical or physical, but another emotion and will.

Tang porcelain smiled bitterly.

It turns out that artificial humans like him also have their own emotions and will.

Tang porcelain walked forward step by step to avoid the noise.

Suddenly, the back of his head tensed suddenly, and Tang Ci subconsciously took a step back, and a fishy wind swept across his cheek.

"Roar—roar—"

It seemed like a paw that wanted to grab him.

Tang Ci put his hands in his pocket, staring at it expressionlessly, and said to herself: "You reminded me of something bad. If this kind of monster is combined with the background of the doomsday world, it will be something like zombies, right?"

He blinked his eyes, lowered his head, and murmured to himself: "Sansan...where are you?"

...

Where is Meng Busan?

He is here, of course.

Meng Busan stood in the room where he could not see his fingers and laughed softly.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that I was so famous that there was someone waiting for me here."

There was no sound in the darkness, and he seemed to be talking to himself, which was simply crazy.

"Do you love me? Do you love me? Or do you love me?"

The person in the dark seemed to be choked by Meng Busan's shamelessness. After a while, he couldn't help saying, "I haven't seen you for so long, so you still look like this."

Meng Busan slowly narrowed his eyes.

Meng Busan smiled and said, "It's probably because I am a firm person enough. No matter how long or how many times I do it again, I am still such a man."

“…”

The man was silent for a while before slowly saying: "Although I eat less, I still want to vomit. If you still do this, I will definitely let you do it again."

Meng Busan said: As expected, this person knows himself before.

Meng Busan didn't say anything or move.

The man whispered: "You are so disgusting..."

"Is that?" Meng Busan was careless, "I thought I was quite likable, and you probably miss me too, right? Otherwise, how could you catch up here? Tsk, arrogance is no longer popular now."

“…”

The man gritted his teeth and sneered, "There is no change at all. You are still so shameless."

Meng Busan: "Thank you for the praise!"

"Who is so fucking praising you! Cough!"

The man noticed his loss of composure and immediately coughed lightly and turned around.

"I almost got deceived by you. You are used to it and will pull other people into your psychiatric rhythm, and then use your psychiatric to defeat others. Humph, after all, it is the king of psychiatrics."

Meng Busan: "It's pretty good."

"What did you say?"

Meng Busan smiled and said, "I think this title is also good, and the king of psychopaths is also a god."

"... Enough! I'm not here to smile with you!"

Meng Busan whistled.

"Bang--"

The sound of something hitting me.

Meng Busan sighed, "You came for me thousands of miles away, and there must be nothing good. Alas, why is my life so miserable? Is this the so-called 'romantic and clever arousing people'?"

The man really couldn't stand Meng Busan's shamelessness. He was disgusted with "Pu Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo" several times.

"Please be careful, I don't want to spit out the only thing in my stomach."

Meng Busan raised his eyes and said, "Are you here to kill me? Bai Yong."

He didn't know why he suddenly confirmed in his heart that the person in front of him was Bai Yong, the God-Land.

Meng Busan had done so many things before, and it could be said that he had absorbed Bai Yong's hatred. He concluded that Bai Yong would come to pursue him, but he did not expect that this day would come... so late.

Meng Busan stretched out his hand and rubbed his shoulders slowly, "I didn't expect you to come so late, but I really made me wait."

Bai Yong: "You really know I'm coming."

"You used to do this on purpose, did you lead me here?"

Bai Yong said alertly, "Are you hiding a trap here?"

“…”

Brother, you're thinking too much!

Meng Busan lowered his eyes and smiled silently.

Really, how powerful he was before? He just casually cheated him, and he thought he could set up traps in advance.

Since he is afraid of himself like this, it would be a loss if he doesn't do anything.

Meng Busan held his hands and walked slowly towards the direction where the sound came.

Bai Yong whispered: "I know there is a trap here, and I know you have ulterior motives, but I'm still here."

Meng Busan said lazily: "You really know how to gild your face. Are you here because you have ulterior motives or my psychological ulterior motives? You know the most in your heart."

Bai Yong said lightly: "Sansan, I think about our past relationship, you might as well listen to my advice."

"I am not the only one who passes by you in this world, and not everyone can still be as firm and persistent as me when I restart."

"This is probably because I only did it again once, and they don't know how many times they restarted, even I don't know. If I do it again and again in this world, can I stick to it as always."

Meng Busan clenched his palms.

Bai Yong: "Sansan, you and I have also had close friendships, and you and I have also been teammates on the same boat. When the world restarted and I returned to the starting point, I was very worried about you. I felt relieved to know that you were fine, but I learned some information from others later."

"Sansan, you are indeed the most different person in this world."

He approached step by step from the darkness.

"I knew at first sight that you were not an ordinary person. Among the millions of people, your soul is unique. In the entire sea of ​​golden characters, you are as dazzling as the sun."

sun?

Meng Busan sneered: "I don't have any good impression of the sun."
To be continued...