Chapter 937

As we all know, Bohemia's temper rises with her ability, and even she herself knows this personality characteristic very well. But at the same time, it also means that once others find that her temper has suddenly improved, they will guess that the rumors of her ability impairment are probably true - this is absolutely not possible.

She had to grit her teeth and continue to lose her temper, although Bohemia was actually a little nervous.

When she gave a heavy sneer, she felt like a bluff puffer fish: "close? Do you dream?"

The man with long blond hair sighed softly, as if it was no surprise.

"I've always liked you," he said as he turned around. On the triangular wall that was said to belong to the "marshmallow Castle", it immediately shook like a wave of water, reflecting his reflection. He examined his newly grown dark hair roots and whispered, "although you have a bad temper, you are different from them. You never hide what you want. If you die here today, I think I will eat less for dinner."

Bohemia was silent for two seconds.

She tried to think about how she would respond before; But at this moment, she just wanted to ask one question, so it rushed out of her mouth: "Octo, what's going on here? I never knew that the Museum of the concrete world could still be closed."

Octo glanced at her in the mirror.

"When you didn't come, little girl," he pursed his lips, making the lipstick color more soft and naturally fit on his lips, "a lot of things happened here..."

"Nonsense, I see," Bohemia interrupted him, "I just ask you what happened."

"I can only tell you a little." Octo tidied up his clothes and looked at his left face - he always said this was his most beautiful angle. "Now the concrete world pavilion has a master, do you understand? I'm just a pair of eyes hired by him to guard the entrance and exit on this side. The master has learned a message, so he doesn't want anyone to go in and out today, because... Because of what, you don't have to know."

He gave a dumb smile. Although his voice quality is not good, there is always a strange charm when Octo speaks. "The less you know, the safer it will be."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Bohemia raised her voice, unable to suppress surprise. "The concrete world Pavilion is shaped by the consciousness of countless evolutors! Who is it -"

"He is a person who is powerful enough to monopolize it, and no one dares to challenge him." Octo shrugged his shoulders, "but he's quite reasonable. Most of the time, we can still use this place, so there's no trouble up to now."

Bohemia searched in her memory for a while, and several names that floated were immediately rejected by her. She really doesn't know who can have this absolutely overwhelming strength - after all, how is this possible? In most cases, the strength of the evolutionist is only relative, and the possibility that the weak will seize the weakness of the strong and fight back successfully always exists; It is this dynamic balance that allows the weak to have a certain space for survival and growth.

But she was not obsessed with such problems.

"I don't care about the rest," she lowered her voice and took two steps towards Octo. "It doesn't matter to me who the master is - but I have to go in today. I have something to do!"

Octo looked up at her again from the mirror - this time, his eyes stayed for a few more seconds.

"Why should I risk it," he chuckled, "and let you in for nothing?"

Puffer fish is leaking.

No matter how much bluff, Bohemia also knows that she can't really start here. But her tone was still not polite: "look at your virtue, you look like a vampire. What do you want? Do you have life to enjoy?"

"I heard vampires are beautiful." Octo took a final look at his reflection in the mirror, and then turned around - but his eyes lifted, his eyes crossed Bohemia, straight to the entrance behind her, and suddenly "Oh?" Let out a sound.

No, Bohemia reacted at once.

No matter what Octo wants, once the pursuers behind her come in, the deal will be completely ruined!

In the blink of an eye, she had made a decision. Before Octo could take his eyes back, Bohemia took a sudden step, leaned sideways and bumped heavily into his arms; She grabbed her right hand in the air - this is a common technique used by evolutors when using "attachment conditions" - and shouted, "go in!"

Everyone who knows her knows that her "attachment condition" is an independent space set by her rules, because she has never bothered to hide it. Under the conditional reflection, Octo really flashed, turned into a little translucent starlight in the sudden appearance of light, and rushed to the ceiling in a hurry.

As soon as the front was empty, Bohemia seized the opportunity and rushed out at the highest speed.

Her contaminated "attachment conditions" naturally cannot be released, and oaktor immediately discovered this; Just when she felt him catching up immediately from behind, other stars also rushed into the entrance and exit.

In the rush, Bohemia glanced at the triangular walls in front of it. Touched by her eyes, the triangular wall suddenly turned into a water mirror; From the still fluctuating scene, she clearly saw the little star light representing Octo, and stopped in a hurry, turning into a human shape to meet the uninvited guests who had just broken in.

"Closed today!"

She heard oaktor's angry voice in the distance, and made a rough noise: "get out!"

When the last few words came into her ears, they were already vaguely vague; The triangular walls on both sides quickly retreated and disappeared from her side, and she was far behind with the voices of those people - "we are chasing..."

As you can guess, they must have quarreled with Octo. Bohemia laughed, and his feet were a little faster; In a blink of an eye, she couldn't hear the next conversation at all.

Wish Octo can be a good dog dedicated to his duties!

Her mood brightened a lot. She rushed left and right according to her memory, and soon slowed down. The terrain of this place is complex, and she has gone deep into the inner heart; Even if Octo got rid of those pursuers now, he couldn't find her for a moment.

"Biluohuangquan... Biluohuangquan..."

Bohemia grunted and knocked on the triangular wall. I don't know who made the rule. She had to knock on the wall three times as politely as if she were a guest in someone else's house before the wall would slowly become transparent - she glanced at the scenery floating behind the transparent wall, and saw a dark, lifeless land covered by a lead gray sky, and several angels with wings behind them were lowering their heads and wandering in the ruins and desolation of a land.

Before one of the angels looked up, Bohemia quickly drew back his eyes and hurried to the next triangular wall. Before she could raise her hand, she heard someone's footsteps ringing faintly from behind the wall.

The scene behind the wall actually comes from a painting I saw in the Orsay Art Museum. I like it very much, but the name of TM and the name of the painter can't be found... It feels like a million dollars have been lost. I can remember where it is located in the Orsay Art Museum, so I have to go again