Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Since Lin Ci'an did not return to the tower for a long time, he was soon wanted.

Ta's wanted warrant was posted on bulletin boards in every city, and Lin Ci'an and Chu Ziyu were forced to leave the town.

They took refuge in an abandoned mining town, where only the wind whistled dust through the desolate streets.

Chu Ziyu leaned against the dilapidated wall. His silver-gray uniform had long been replaced with a coarse linen shirt, and there was a chain tied around his wrist.

He rubbed a coin with his fingertips, his eyes occasionally glancing out the window.

Chu Ziyu's gaze passed through the dilapidated window frame, and his black pupils shrank slightly - ten kilometers away, the tower's reconnaissance plane was circling at a low altitude.

(It came so quickly.)

He chuckled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boss!"

6872的电子音突然炸响，&34;监测到林词安黑化值又上升了2%！黑化值62%了。&34;

The corners of Chu Ziyu's mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.

(Yeah?)

(There’s nothing I can do about that.)

("Isn't it because... you ran away in the middle of the night last night?!")

The coin turned a beautiful arc between his fingers, reflecting the sky outside the window.

(How can I see him going crazy if I don’t run?)

He chuckled in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the scene of Lin Ci'an discovering his disappearance last night appeared before his eyes - the black cat spirit ran wild and tore the entire wall apart, and the guide Su was so out of control that even the sentry three blocks away began to get restless.

However, this also led to them being discovered, so they ran here in a panic.

The fire crackled, and the orange-red flames cast a half-bright, half-dark shadow on Lin Ci'an's profile.

The black cat spirit's tail slapped the ground heavily, and each slap seemed to be counting - 7 hours and 42 minutes had passed since Chu Ziyu escaped last night.

(How dare he.)

Lin Ci'an's fingertips unconsciously stroked the bloodstains on his military boots - they were splashed by an unlucky sentry when he was chasing Chu Ziyu.

The black cat suddenly let out a sharp hiss, and its sharp claws scraped the ground, making a harsh sound.

Chu Ziyu by the window seemed startled, and her silver-gray eyelashes trembled.

The damn coin was still turning between his fingers, as if the figure escaping through the window last night was just an illusion.

"Boss, he's looking at you like he wants to skin you alive!"

&34;Shhh. &34;

Chu Ziyu bent down to pick up the coin, and the back of his neck was completely exposed to Lin Ci'an's sight.

Can't you see? &34;

His silver-gray eyelashes drooped, hiding the smile in his eyes. "My guide is enjoying the feeling of 'controlling me'."

"He wanted to see me clinging to him in a miserable state."

"Oh right, my secondary personality has to come out for a stroll."

Chu Ziyu deliberately made his breathing rapid and supported himself on the mottled wall with one hand.

His shoulder blades rose and fell violently under the coarse cloth, like a trapped beast forced into a desperate situation.

&34;Cough...cough...&34;

Like suppressing something.

The mental image deliberately leaked a hint of violent aura - enough for the S-level guide to notice, but without actually hurting the other party.

"Chu Ziyu?"

Lin Ci'an's voice was three degrees lower than usual.

Chu Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth with his back to him, but when he turned around, he put on a forbearing expression: "It's okay..."

He staggered half a step before he finished speaking.

Chu Ziyu groaned and knelt on one knee.

From this angle, you can clearly see Lin Ci'an's suddenly contracted pupils and the traces of his spirit falling from his sleeves.

(I still feel sad.)

He chuckled in his heart, but on the surface he was struggling to push the Silver Wolf spirit body: "Stay...stay away..."

There was just the right amount of pain and struggle in his voice, "It's going to hurt..."

6872 made a sharp blast: "Boss, Oscar owes you ten little golden statues!!!"