Chapter 921： Deity (32)

Visible to the eye.

It is an ancient and mysterious small castle with sharp horns. The appearance of the castle looks disrepair. The walls are covered with green creepers, like a thick green blanket.

I don't know if it is an illusion. The sky above this castle seems to be a bit darker than other places, making people shudder.

Charles' face was strange for a moment.

He turned his head, looked at the black-haired girl in front of him with a smile, and pointed his hand in the direction of the castle.

"Does Cloya want to go here?"

Fu Yue only knew that the library was in this ancient castle, but he didn't know what secrets were still hidden in it. Looking at Charles's face now...maybe there are some little secrets hidden in it.

The black-haired girl was taken aback, she gave Charles a somewhat inexplicable look, her eyebrows were furrowed, her lips pressed down, and she said, "Why should I go here? It's so weird and terrible..."

As she said, the girl quickly glanced at Charles, her white cheeks with a trace of shame, and her voice gradually decreased.

Charles smiled the gentleman: "Why does Nacloya run this way?"

Fu Yue: "Don't you think this rose is beautiful? I came to see the scenery."

Charles's smile gradually deepened: "Why does Cloya run as soon as he sees me?"

The black-haired girl was silent for a moment.

"Because I don't like you, Your Royal Highness, although it's not good to say that...but the fact is, Cloya doesn't like you and doesn't want to be alone with you."

The implication.

I ran away without seeing you.

Charles's handsome face froze for a moment, "So it's like this."

As he said, Charles's gaze shifted down, and it happened to fall on Fu Yue's scarred foot, which was obviously scratched by a rose thorn.

The thought of this girl stepping barefoot into the thorny rose garden in order to avoid herself makes Charles feel blocked.

When did he encounter such a situation?

"Coloa, your foot is injured. I will take you back to bandage it first, right?"

Fu Yue shook her head: "No, if you can, please leave, your Highness. Cloya would like to stay alone for a while."

Bah, she came here to go to the library to find the material. If she left now, wouldn't everything fall short?

This Charles is really... annoying.

Having been ordered to evoke a guest like this by a young girl, as a gentleman, Charles's etiquette and demeanor did not allow him to do things that would lie here.

His Royal Highness the blond prince left unhurriedly.

Looking at Charles's back, Fu Yue slowly narrowed her beautiful peachy eyes, her eyes were not taken back for a long time, as if she was thinking about something.

Until there was a clear sneer from the side, sweet and low-magnetic, there was a bit of inexplicable irony.

"Ah."

This sneer is familiar, and there are some familiar yin and yang strangeness.

Fu Yue turned his head, and not surprisingly saw a man wearing a black cloak. His figure was slender. His black drapery hat covered most of the beautiful Allure’s face, only showing a beautiful chin with a beautiful shape. Thin lips.

"Why, I can't bear him?"

As soon as I said this, the unclear meaning overflowed, it was obvious.

Fu Yue was taken aback: "...?"

She looked at the direction where Charles was leaving, then looked at the Dark God, and said inexplicably, "Why are you talking so strangely?"

Fu Yue was saying this, and then she held her face with a pair of slender hands and broke her head back.

With eyes facing each other, Hoddle snorted at her.

"Ah."

Fu Yue: "..."

What's wrong?