In Brando's field of vision, many radiant fragments began to appear in the darkness. Like glass fragments scattered in the dark and reflecting, and like a mirror, different scenes are reflected in the mirror. Some of these scenes are what he once experienced, while others make him feel unfamiliar. These scenes keep appearing and disappearing with flashing fragments.
Until a solid light door appeared in front of him.
It was a larger fragment, but it had the shape of a glowing door, and Brando stared at it, as if it were another world:
It was somewhere intoxicated by the faint Japanese wind, carved beams and carved columns, dazzled with flowers, sung softly and sung softly, and the ivory-white carved gallery columns were hidden among the trees, and the picture exuded a faint light, like The scroll of time passes, as if Changchun is permanently in the dream.
Brando saw a row of armored guards, silver scales, holding halberds, a top silver whistle helmet, shaking with each other, sharp silver ears exposed sharp ears, silver long The hair spread down along the armor like a fringe.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear saying: "How do you always like to peep into the inner world of others, can you say that the king of prophecy is someone like you?"
It's a female's voice, a little sandy, low and calm, reminiscent of the moonlight of the elves, long and mellow, and intoxicating.
Brando froze slightly and realized that he couldn't move by looking around. But the prolonged darkness made his other senses sharper. Moreover, the memory and association power are also richer. This voice echoed in his mind for a moment, and he discerned its impossible master to come to someone who should have died long ago.
"White?" He couldn't speak, but the question popped out of his mind.
"This is your memory?"
"Are you dead, or is this my hallucination?"
"It's your hallucination. This is hell. You're dead so we can see each other again." Bai's voice and mood were joking.
"It seems you are not dead."
"I'm not dead, you're lucky, so you can wake up so quickly; I shouldn't have reminded you, because it has nothing to do with me anyway."
"... What do you mean."
"Because if you said that you were the one chosen by Martha, you didn't have to hurt me so badly. You are really a complete fool. And I didn't expect that the winner would have you so useless. I almost died During the trial, I almost made me buried with you "
"Did you save me?"
Brando didn't investigate why the other party was still alive, and now he can probably guess a few points.
The soul element mastered by this woman is quite high, so she can save her soul from the body and lurk on him; this way of existence is similar to that of St. Osor who left his soul in the ring after the wind. , But the former never sought his consent.
"Not me, I can't save you. But I did wake you up."
"Did you wake me up?"
Brando gradually regained his previous memories. He thought of the fragmented glaciers and rocks encrusted with crushed ice that had fallen towards him like Tarzan, and what happened before he lost consciousness.
"Remember?" Asked Brando in silence, Bai asked.
"I remembered."
"But why am I here?"
"So you are lucky, you are not dead, and here is a very strange place, I have a proposal, we can cooperate"
Brando was silent. He didn't believe this woman. Although the black knight of Madara had no bad spots in history, the opponent was an enemy after all.
But Bai seemed to guess his mind. Said: "You don't believe it? It doesn't matter, I have my own way to get you to believe."
"any solution?"
"Don't worry, let me tell you the content of the cooperation first: I can tell you there is something here, I have to get it, you help me, and I have to borrow your angel heart bottle. In return, I will tell You have something. "
"Why do I need my help?" Brando asked back.
Bai didn't answer.
"So you can't move freely. Right? Where is your soul hidden?" He had already got the answer.
"So I hate your cleverness at this time, and it's the same at that time."
Brando smiled.
"I live in your spiritual world, and I hide very carefully, so you have never found me." Knowing that he could not hide, Bai voice replied resentfully.
"How dare you tell me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Although Brando had already guessed, he couldn't help but be surprised when he said that.
Everyone is their own master in each person's spiritual world. The dream is only a part of the will of each person, but in it he can also achieve what he wants and let him kill him, let alone the thinking world of the journeyman. In the independent world controlled by the Travelling Mage, if he had known that the Miss Black Knight had hidden it, it would only take her a thought to make her die.
Bai didn't explain. In fact, she knew that she had to face such dangers when she stood up, but she had to show up. "I'm Melissa's sister," she said in a deep voice.
"You said that before," Brando replied gravely, "but you are the undead, the shepherd, or one of the twelve shepherds."
"So does Andesa, didn't you kill her?"
"That's because of Ms. Baiwu's order. I don't trust you at all. You should understand that." Brando replied that he was not talking about threats. In fact, because of the bad impression of the past in the game, he There is no desire to make any deal with these cultists.
Although this black knight lady has no record in history, she is also ruthless and is not a trustworthy person.
Bai's heart hesitated a little, and she began to worry about whether her choice was correct, because she knew that her fate would be in the hands of the other party, and only a single thought would make her lost.
She was really afraid that Brando was a person who hated cults.
"... I joined the shepherd for a reason."
Brando froze slightly. "What?"
"I can't say any more. I can only tell you this. I'm different from those you imagine. I don't care about the lives of others, but I believe you are not so righteous," said Bai Baisheng. He replied, "This is all I want to say, besides that, there is no more word. If you want to kill me, please do it yourself."
"That's how you get me to take the letter?" Brando didn't answer her question, but asked instead.
"It's not all, but it's not bad. I have my life in your hands, and you have nothing to worry about." Bai voice answered calmly, but this calmness made Brando slightly to this woman. Somewhat amazing.
No wonder the other party can become one of the famous Four Knights of Apocalypse.
"Then what did you want me to believe?" He asked again.
"You do n’t want to know what this is? I can tell you, I can help you leave from here, you do n’t understand what this means to you, and you will get benefits that are unimaginable, and I just need to get me back What you want, it doesn't help you much. "
"That's not necessarily. Maybe what you want is an artifact? Intelligence traders can't make that much. After all, it's adventurers and mercenaries who bleed, doesn't it? Besides, I can't guarantee that what you say must be Really. "
"I don't bother to deliberately deceive anyone, you don't have this qualification, and there is no hesitation for you, you have the right to repent at any time." Bai said lightly.
"What?" Brando was surprised now: "I don't quite understand what you mean now, Miss Tiamas."
"I have made it clear that the initiative is in your hands. You can choose to believe me, or you can choose not to believe me. You can always regret it because I have to ask you to help me get that thing. I and Your cooperation is built on your reputation, but I'm betting you won't deceive me into a weak woman and will fulfill this agreement. "
She paused for a moment: "So, can you get the letter now, Mr. Brando?"
Brando said nothing. He had never experienced such generous conditions. If he really did, he would not give her even if he got the thing, even after the other party had completed the agreement. Don't kill her, it's all in between.
Of course, Brando knows that he is not so low-end, but Bai doesn't know this. Besides, if the other party really asks for a very important artifact or sacred thing, he will never put that thing because of this agreement Turn it over.
As he said before, the intelligence traffickers always make small money, because it is never them who risk their lives.
He might give a little compensation, but whether it was her own business or not.
But even so, the other party still insisted on choosing this method, which not only required the atmosphere, but also showed the woman's extreme arrogance.
She obviously had no doubts about her judgment and choice.
But Brando couldn't help shaking her head and grinning bitterly, she was pretty accurate.
"You can only win half of it," but he didn't reveal any of his thoughts in his tone, and only replied: "If you haven't lied, we can go step by step."
"It's really extra caution." Bai disdain.
This is indeed an excess of caution. Brando can't think of any reason for the other party to cheat, but it is always good to be cautious when sailing for thousands of years.
He dismissed the white disdain.
"It's up to me to take the initiative anyway, and it won't be worse for you, is it?" He replied.
…… (To be continued.)