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Chapter 810 The eighty-fifth bowl of soup (5)

Eighty-fifth bowl of soup (five)

At the front of the hall was a huge golden seat, and S was sitting on it. The guards left Qing Huan and retreated respectfully, leaving only the two of them in the hall.

S lowered his head.

His black hair was exactly the length of his shoulders, and the ends were uneven and slightly messy, with a few strands of white, and his whole body felt a decadent and gloomy. Qinghuan was locked in handcuffs and shackles, and could not move even when sitting on the ground. S ignored her words, so she could only sit foolishly.

Because her hands were a little sore, she breathed a sigh of relief. S slowly raised her head from the golden chair, as if she had noticed her restlessness: "Want to escape?"

"I can't escape this thing, right?" Qinghuan raised her hand and waved her hand. She was not afraid, but was very casual. If she hadn't bound her handcuffs and shackles, she seemed to be resting comfortably. Because of this, this posture made S in a bad mood even more unhappy. If he was unhappy, how could he make this woman happy?

So with a light hook of his finger, Qinghuan was lifted from the ground and hung in the air. She explained to S again: "You really recognized the wrong person."

"Will there be two people in the world who look exactly the same?"

Similar things will inevitably be, and identical things will never be possible, unless they are in a parallel world. "But I really don't know you."

"I'm also very curious about how the dead people survived again."

Qinghuan approached him uncontrollably, and was thrown on the ground in front of his seat, and could only look up at him with his head. S leaned over, and his dark eyes glanced around her from top to bottom, and said for a while: "I will never forget your face."

Then there seemed to be a hand in the air to tighten Qinghuan's neck. From S's eyes, Qinghuan was sure that the other party really wanted to kill her. But for some reason, just as the skin was about to disappear, S stopped again. He threw her away coldly, watching her cough because of the sudden fresh air breathing, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, you will slowly remember it."

He seemed not afraid of her escaping, and his handcuffs and shackles were opened instantly. Qinghuan rubbed her painful wrists, and her legs were exposed. Now she was dirty all over and there were marks on her feet. She looked so ugly that she wanted to take a shower.

But of course she was not qualified to take a bath. The door of the hall was closed, and she felt that this door should not be opened by a fist. And who is this S? Gris never mentioned it from beginning to end. "You want to... keep me?"

S looked at her mockingly: "You look at yourself too highly."

"Then can I leave?"

"Can't."

What do you want to stay and not leave without leaving? This person is so sarcastic that he is hard to serve. Qinghuan is patient: "What do you want? No matter what happened to us, I really don't know you now, and I still think you have recognized the wrong person."

"Is that?" S said casually, "Tell me, what's your origin."

Qinghuan was silent for two seconds. Can she say that she was not a person from this world but from the Naihe Bridge in the realm of void? No one would believe this kind of thing, and she did not have a single identity in this world. It seems that S has a very high status in the Holy Church. If she made up her random things, she might be considered the person he was going to kill.

So who is the person who looks exactly like her? The blame is too dark, Qinghuan is taking a bit heavy.

Finally she gave in: "Forget it, you said it's right, you don't believe what I said anyway."

"Acknowledge it." S said coldly.

From which sentence did he hear that she was not irritating but sincerely admitting it?

S suddenly felt very unwilling to see her, and was very upset. He hated this emotion. This woman should no longer have special qualifications. She had given up all this herself, so she would never give her the chance to get it again. She should know that she had received his favor from her before, and her deception and betrayal should also be punished when she was reborn.

He no longer favored her.

"Get out."

What?

"Get out." S repeated again, then he bounced his finger, the door of the hall opened, Qing Huan was thrown out immediately, and then the door was almost closed against the tip of her nose. The last thing she saw was S's cold and gloomy eyes like the dark night.

It hurts when the fall is so painful that Qinghuan feels that her foot may have sprained. She gets up from the ground and the white-robed priest door next to her looks at her in unison.

So should she leave now or what? For such a sunny guy, there is no need for Qinghuan to not want to get close to him. Everyone likes warm sunshine and does not want to get close to the resentful and sinister abyss.

But she was stopped before she took two steps, "Sir Envy, please come with me."

Like Elsa before, they all called her Envy, which means that there is indeed a person in this world who looks the same as her. No matter who that person is, she may not be popular with the Holy Church. Because although these priests call her an adult, they have no sense of respect in their eyes.

Even if she asked, they wouldn't answer her.

Qinghuan was taken to a steaming room, "Please wash and change into your robes and serve Mr. S for dinner."

So she was scolded and got out and threw it out just to take a shower outside?

Qinghuan took a bath and changed clothes with a heavy and complicated mood, put on a white robe of the same style as the priests, and then entered the hall again. The priests watched her enter, and the door of the hall closed again.

S sat at the dining table, his head full of food, and everything smelled mouth-watering, but his eyes were silent at the food. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and saw Qinghuan walking towards him, and for a moment he was a little dazed.

The last time he saw her body, so cold that it was unwilling to touch her. He just looked at her condescendingly and turned around and left without giving her any unnecessary eyes. The person who betrayed him was not qualified to get his pity, but when this person was really gone, he realized that this place was so lonely.

Maybe I won't kill her again because I miss the days when someone was with me.

"Don't you eat?" Qing Huan asked him, "Then did I eat?"

S did not answer. She thought he agreed, pulled a chair and sat down, put all the dishes he wanted to taste into the plate, and ate them with relish. S looked at her eating, but did not stop him. He stood up and left a sentence: "Come to my room after you finish eating."

Um?

How did Qinghuan know where his room was? She was almost full, so she picked up a piece of cake and took a bite and followed S. The pillars were placed strangely, and they were somewhat similar to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. In short, she followed S around a few pillars and arrived at his room.

It is very empty, and it is completely different from the magnificence of the hall. There is nothing but a bed in the room, but the room is very large, so it looks particularly strange.

S started taking off her clothes in front of Qinghuan, without any concern about the fact that there was a woman behind her. Qinghuan did not cover her face or scream. S looked very thin, and her body wrapped in a black robe gave people a sense of weakness and pathology, but when he took off the black robe, it was very different, with strong muscles and very perfect proportions.

When he took off his clothes, a huge steaming pool suddenly appeared on the ground. Qinghuan didn't know how it came out. She bent down and picked up the robe on the ground, folded it aside, and then went to the wardrobe to get clothes as S's request. The wardrobe automatically appeared when she arrived. When she took out a clean black robe, the wardrobe disappeared strangely again.

Because S had no other instructions, Qing Huan sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at him. She had met many strange people and experienced many strange things, so she could calm down no matter how strange the scene was. S simply regarded her as non-existent, and did not look at her or talk to her, but she was not allowed to leave. Qing Huan felt that he might just want her to "exist".

What happened in the past?

S's life was very stern. After taking a shower, he put on clean clothes and went to bed. He lay flat and motionless. Qinghuan was ordered to stand beside the bed and look at him. After a while, she had just moved her feet and S asked, "Where are you going?"

The eyes are clearly closed.

“…I want to find a place to rest.”

“On the ground.”

Qinghuan lay on the ground in a good manner, with his hands folded behind his head, "Do you know what the rebels broke into the Holy Church?"

"Where is your honorific?"

"Does Lord S know about the rebels breaking into the Holy Church?"

"Why should I answer your question?"

Qinghuan was not angry: "If Mr. S is in a good mood, it is not very good to talk to me. If you don't use the vocal cords for a long time, they will degenerate."

S snorted: "A bunch of ants, I don't need to take action at all."

He always speaks with a sense of arrogance, and no one takes it seriously, and no one looks down upon it. Qinghuan doesn't think he looks like someone who can make fun of the elves. Of course, this is not to praise S's personality, but to say that he is so arrogant that he is disdainful to make things difficult for the weak. "Then why did you happen to appear when I saved someone?" She thought S was here to catch people at first.

It turned out later that it was indeed true, but it was just to catch her.

S naturally wouldn't tell her the reason, but in fact he would never say what he said in his heart again. This woman is the best liar in the world, and he would not be fooled again and again. "If you want to know, guess it yourself."

"When I threw Elsa out, did you see it? Why didn't you catch it?" Qing Huan asked, "or did you come for her at all? But how did you know I'm here? I really don't have any memories related to you."
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