"So, haven't I already jumped into the mainstream? Why, Uncle Medici, do you still want to see me perform a live performance for you?"
Hearing the familiar yin and yang, Medici raised his eyebrows, then adjusted his sitting posture, crossed his legs, and looked like an uncle, and said: "Are you quite proud?"
"Pride is out of the question, let's just tell the truth!" Lin Ruo said, suddenly sighing and said: "After all, life is not easy. If there is no other way, who would be willing to jump to other avenues, are you right?"
Medici paused, the expression on his face did not change much, but Lin Ruo, who had been observing the other party since just now, was sure that Medici seemed a little angry.
As for whether he was angry because Lin Ruo, a good friend, jumped to the road, or whether he was angry because he thought that he was being stewed because of the Blood Emperor's jumping road, Lin Ruo didn't know.
He just walked up to Medici, quite consciously took out a cushion from his backpack and put it down. After sitting down comfortably, he looked at Medici and said: "Medici, I have always been curious about your current state.
Can I still drink?”
Medici glanced at him, then suddenly sneered and said: "I am not a guy like you. I don't even dare to drink alcohol."
The implication is, yes.
"That's such a pity. I originally thought that you couldn't drink or eat in your current state. Then I could appreciate eating and drinking happily in front of you, but you could only envy the distorted look on your face.
, Alas!" Lin Ruo pretended to sigh, but he kept moving his hands to take out the food and wine he bought before and arrange them, and then threw the only bottle of wine towards Medici.
As the Red of War, Medici would naturally not be unable to catch a bottle of wine even if he pulled it now, so he caught the bottle of wine neatly, opened it, smelled it, and looked at it with disgust.
Xiang Linruo said: "That's it?"
It was obvious that he disliked the quality of the wine.
"Be content, I don't drink. It's good if I can remember to buy you a bottle. If you don't like it, don't drink it!" Lin Ruoke didn't tolerate him. Buying wine was just a matter of convenience, but it didn't mean that he planned to please Medici.
.
And although he didn't remember it, Lin Ruo's intuition told him that he had never been used to the other party before.
"Ha!" Medici sneered, and then Gulu Gulu took a sip directly on the mouth of the bottle. He didn't drink gracefully at all. He completely failed to live up to the inherent temperament of red wine and acted like a beer drinker.
Lin Ruo frowned when she saw the way he was drinking. She felt that buying Medici the best red wine in the restaurant was really in vain. Wouldn't it be better to just buy a barrel of beer for this way of drinking?
Although he is a non-drinker, Lin Ruo has a deep-rooted understanding of the way to drink red wine from the various animation movies he has watched - red wine should be drunk in a polite way with a goblet.
However, Medici obviously did not intend to drain the bottle of wine in one gulp. In fact, he only drank about one-third of the bottle in one gulp.
Then he wiped away the wine spilled from the corner of his mouth due to his heroic drinking style. Medici looked at Lin Ruo, his eyes were clear and not drunk, and said: "Xiao Hei, it seems that your memory has recovered well."
"I can't say it's good, I can only say that I finally have a general understanding of my past self." Lin Ruo corrected, looked at Medici and said: "You should have guessed that I came to see you this time.
Why."
"Why? For memory? Or do you want to seek my help?" Medici looked at Lin Ruo with a condescending air.
"Don't mention the memory in advance, Medici..." Lin Ruo blinked and looked up at him, not showing any weakness in his aura, and asked: "Can you leave here now and go to the outside world for activities?
"
Before Medici spoke, he really hadn't thought about asking for Medici's help. After all, Medici's own condition seemed not to be good.
But now when he heard this, Lin Ruo remembered that the Medici in front of him now was not the pure unlucky guy in the original work.
The Medici in front of him possesses the characteristics of a weather warlock, and has also obtained the handkerchief of Ince. Is it really impossible for him to leave this underground ruins like this?
You must know that even in the original work, Medici in this timeline is actually almost able to influence the outside world with the help of the descendants of the Blood Emperor, and the difference is only a month or two.
"What do you think?" In response to Lin Ruo's question, Medici just spat out two words slowly, and with that expression, he felt unspeakably unspeakable.
"I guess, yes." Lin Ruoke didn't intend to play an endless game of guessing with Medici. He just gave his own answer.
"Ha!" Medici laughed. After laughing, his expression finally became more serious. He looked at Lin Ruo with sharp eyes and said: "Since I got the characteristics of the weather warlock in my hand, I have been trapped.
In fact, it is no longer the relics left by the madman Tudor, but something else."
"Xiao Hei, why don't you guess what it is?"
Huh?
Lin Ruo was stunned for a moment. He looked at Medici, who seemed to be serious and had a sense of danger. After turning his mind for a few times, he tentatively asked: "Is it related to me?"
"Correct answer." Medici looked at Lin Ruo, his breath becoming more and more dangerous, and said: "Xiao Hei, before you ask for my help, why don't you first explain why you felt so sleepy after your last arrival?
My strength must have declined significantly..."
Ah this!
This moment for Lin Ruo was actually a bit scary. After all, no matter how you look at the scene at this moment, there is a tendency to immediately stage a bloody drama where good friends turn against each other.
It stands to reason that in this situation, Lin Ruo should feel scared, or turn around and run away, but in fact, although Lin Ruo was instinctively alert, she really didn't have much fear in her heart.
He just looked at Medici calmly and said, "I don't know."
"As you can see, I have lost my memory."
Having said this, Lin Ruo paused, then looked at Medici with a smile and said:
"But if I'm not wrong, the power that restricts you here appears together with the characteristics of the weather warlock in your hand."
"Maybe it also helped you stabilize your humanity and prevent you from becoming a real evil spirit?"
Medici was noncommittal.
Lin Ruoze continued:
"I don't know for what purpose I restricted you here, but I think it's definitely not to harm you."
"What about you, Medici, do you think I am harming you?"
He stared at Medici, just watching so quietly. It was Medici who obviously started to attack, and it was Medici who was trapped here all the time. But facing Lin Ruo like this, it was Medici who compromised first.
he.
Medici suddenly took another sip of the wine in his hand, seeming a little irritated and relieved at the same time.