Chapter 139： Can elves sleepwalk?

The duel boat moved slowly over the endless ocean, gradually leaving the dark night behind.

The red sunrise over the sea, the distant water and sky junction was dyed orange red. The fire-colored sun hung in the clouds, and the red light reflected on the undulating sea, intertwined with the sea of ​​clouds.

After a fierce competition in the knockout round yesterday, four players who advanced to the semifinals were finally decided.

According to Haima, the elimination on the duel boat is still just a prologue. He has prepared a taller decisive venue for the semi-finals.

While talking at the time, Haima glanced at the city consciously or unconsciously, and added: "The duel really depends on strength, not **** luck. Those who advance to the semi-finals are all those who should be promoted..."

The implication is the one that “should not be promoted” in Satire City.

On the spot, Jounou wanted to roll his sleeves and go to work with Seahorse, but his good friend Honda tried his best to hold him again out of consideration that "I don't want to be thrown off the boat by Seahorse bodyguards."

A total of two people fell after the four knockout games. At this moment, Tapir Liang was still in a coma in bed (I don't know whether it was true or not), and Xuelang jumped out of bed as if he was okay, not long after being declared by the accompanying doctor that "the rescue was ineffective and had been brain-dead".

The doctor shouted at the miracle of medicine at the time, and the six-year-old looked shocked and suspicious of life.

And in principle, even if it recovers, it should not be completely unaffected.

For example, Xuelang should have lost the memory of some people in the dark duel, but now it seems that this guy hasn't been affected at all.

In fact, this is a matter of course. Because in fact Xuelang has really "dead" once after playing cards, and has used up a chance to resurrect.

Any negative state will be cleared after death and resurrection.

"Impossible...impossible..." Anmalik was staring at his thousand-year-old tin rod at the time, wondering if he had gone out and took a fake one-year-old tin rod.

Is this really superman? Can't you beat me like this?

At this time, Malik secretly made up his mind and never played cards with this neuropathy again.

Dark Malik likes to look at people's pain and despair when playing cards, and likes to bury any opponent with dark games.

This is part of the reason why Xuelang almost overturned. Because the six-year-old didn't even think about winning with normal means at the beginning. He spent the whole process thinking about how to break the opponent, and almost overturned in the gutter...

However, playing cards with this neuropathy, he was so busy and sweating, but people were motionless and didn't respond at all, and he could still jump around as if nothing had happened after the incident.

The degree of Xuelang's threat in Malik's heart suddenly rose.

However, Malik didn't know, just when he was amazed by the player's awesomeness in his heart, the players on the forum at this moment were still dissatisfied with it.

"Made is a bit too overcast, right? Wing Shenlong's ability to lock the bombing field, after the bombing, it will directly 0 attack and make people lose the connection forcibly. Isn't this invincible?"

"This brother Lang originally won... hey, kill the plot."

"Can't say that. Malik used to play like this in the original game. If he hadn't played tricks, neither the Peacock Dance nor the city would lose..."

"Gan! That is to say, this kind of BOSS dared to be so arrogant in the card game. For another game, we would have gone up to kill him in the fourth natural disaster."

"I hope You Yusang will beat him to X in the final."

"+1, Ten Thousand People's Blood Book asks You Yusang to hammer the six-year-old into ZZ."

"..."

After the end of the day of the game, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

No words for a night.

The morning light penetrated into the room from behind the venetian blinds, and the sun was shining comfortably on the bed.

You Yu opened his eyes in a daze, and the sound of the airship running smoothly echoed in his ears. In the dimness, he only felt that he could smell...

......fragrance?

In the early morning, the brain was still in a state of confusion that was difficult to function, and You Yu sat up lazily and yawned.

Immediately next to him, the blonde magician girl also sat up lazily from the bed, stretching her delicate white arms.

"Good morning, master~" The black magician girl yawned and straightened the magic hat on her little head.

"Well, good morning...

...! ? "

Only then did You Yu realize that it was wrong.

"Wait a minute," You Yu suddenly felt a lot awake, "...Black Sorcerer Girl?"

"Ah? It's the master." The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Are there any orders?"

"...Why are you realizing today?"

"?"

The black magician girl straightened up in a duck sitting posture, lowered her head and touched her body.

"Huh? Really." She was surprised, "I don't remember when it will come out."

The black magician girl was a little embarrassed: "It might be that I accidentally fell asleep..."

You Yu knows it all.

So it's like sleepwalking?

so far so good. When he woke up, he was still a little panicked when he saw his elves on the bed reasoning. For a moment, he thought he had made up the demon last night and he had forgotten it...

But he still felt a little strange: "Has this happened before?"

"...No." The black magician girl shook her head. "It has never happened before. I'm sorry, Master, I promise I won't do it again."

You Yu subconsciously wanted to wave his hand generously, saying that it doesn't matter if he commits it again next time, but if he thinks that it might be ambiguous, forget it...

After the episode You Yu finished washing and came to the restaurant to prepare for dinner.

As soon as I arrived at the restaurant, I saw that until yesterday, Cheng Nai and Xuelang, who had been completely strangers, were already intimately mingling with each other, and they looked like good friends who had known each other for many years.

To talk about how they became so familiar, it seems that the process is quite simple. It was nothing more than eating in the morning, and just chatting with her eyes meeting. Xuelang expressed his admiration for the God of Gamblers for many years, and the castle also admired Xuelang's duel and his performance in the face of dark games.

Everyone, you come and I talk to each other, and the revolutionary friendship is sublimated all at once.

The friendship between men is so simple.

Seeing You Yu entering the door, Xuelang jumped up from the dining table and greeted him enthusiastically: "Here, here!"

Not only did it feel strange to see Xuelang reacting like this in the city, he was even more admired: "It seems that he is also a person who pays much attention to companions. They should be good companions, right?"

Shizuka whispered: "I think You Yusang is a good person, and very handsome..."

Kyoko agreed: "Yes, yeah, and it feels very reliable."

Jouchou nodded: "It is indeed a good guy. The duel skills are quite high, and I didn't take away my precious rare cards when I beat me."

Even the kind-hearted watch game expressed his favor: "Is a duelist who thinks about others."

Look, the benefits of Charisma 95 are here at this time.

As the saying goes, if you are a handsome person, as long as your face is full, your initial goodwill will not be too low.

However, for some reason, Wang Yang, who is hiding in the watch game at this time, seems a little unhappy.