My Cell Prison

Chatting with this one in front of him, to be exact, should be two'king-level' out of control.

Han Dong did not directly move out the Huangpao King and the curator to suppress each other, and negotiated the terms of cooperation with the absolute difference in strength.

On the contrary, in this tense situation, I chatted with my two siblings.

When I was talking about some things in my life, I unexpectedly learned that both parties came from the "primitive world"... this common origin has increased mutual trust a lot.

During the chat, Han Dong quickly noticed something.

This seemingly normal and cautious middle-aged man-Lotters, actually has a certain flaw in his heart, and this flaw is not small at all.

As for

It just suppresses and hides this ‘defect’ in some way.

Therefore, in the following conversation, Han Dong started a series of conversations centered on the ‘flaw’ of this hypothesis, starting with some trivial things in life.

In terms of conversation, Han Dong did not lose to Rotes' psychiatrist at all.

Once a suitable entry point is found, Han Dong's brain can screen out the most suitable parentheses in an instant, and guide Rotes to say more about his life.

Moreover, every topic that was picked up by Han Dong effectively increased the friendship value.

As for "she", she just listened quietly to the conversation between her younger brother and Han Dong, and sometimes smiled between her black hair, and even laughed out loud, without expressing any opinions at all.

After some conversation, Han Dong also began to show his heart.

"It seems that the reason why we can meet in this form is because we had similar experiences before we were alive.

I was kidnapped by terrorists while I was teaching at the university.

Since I have a certain reputation internationally and I am an important educator, terrorists are taking advantage of this and trying to obtain greater benefits through me.

During my imprisonment, I was also tortured..."

When talking about this, Han Dong's eyes and pupils flashed with several completely different emotions, coupled with a subtle twitch, hideous or relieved multiple expression changes, it seemed that there were several personalities struggling in the body.

"I was imprisoned in an underground black well that never saw the sky. I spent nearly a year in my company with rats and bed bugs, but the final result was that the negotiations were unsuccessful!"

Speaking of which.

Han Dong's mood and tone magnified at the same time, and the body he was sitting on suddenly leaned forward, bringing his face closer to the distance of only ten centimeters from'her'.

"My head was just cut off in front of the camera."

Speaking of this,

Han Dong also made a hand-knife cutting action to separate his head from his body... Snap! The **** neck slammed on the table top, even splashing viscous blood.

Watching'her' all the time.

Quack quack~

Soft fingers slowly grew from the neck crack, slowly supporting the head, and the mouth wriggled and continued to make a sound:

"When my consciousness is fully restored, I will regain a new life in the world of alien monsters with this head form...When the time is right, I will definitely return to the original primitive world and kill all those guys! "

Such a vivid speech made the two brothers and sisters on the opposite side empathize with each other.

Just then.

‘She’ slowly moved her lips, speaking for the first time:

"Mr. Han Dong, my brother and I can appreciate your pain, and we also have similar torture marks on our bodies...Can we hug you?"

Han Dong didn't answer directly, first he tried his best to contain the mood swings, and then nodded slightly.

With glasses,

I clearly felt a pair of cold, skinny arms hugging my head, and even felt some tears falling on the top of my head.

"thanks…"

When the hug was over, Han Dong expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

Through the moment of emotional sublimation,

Han Dong slowly put his head back on his body, leading the topic back:

"No! Can't go on.

You have to leave here quickly, it will be too late! Although I can say some good things for you, I can't guarantee your safety at all...After all, the attitude of the alien monsters towards the invaders is quite resolute.

Mr. Teacher is just an incarnation, but your two siblings are the main body... You still have things you haven't done yet, and you must not leave your soul here forever. "

"Mr. Han Dong, what is hidden in the library?"

"The library has drifted for countless epochs in the broken dimensions. Why can it maintain such activity? You should also have a guess in your heart.

The administrator of this library is far more powerful than you think... He currently needs to deal with his personal affairs. He temporarily leaves the library and may come back at any time.

We are only temporarily borrowing the underground space of the library to deal with... to be precise, we are delaying you.

Once the curator comes back, you will undoubtedly die. "

Indeed, Rost himself had guesses.

Such a normal operation of the ancient library is bound to be impossible for no one to manage.

Moreover, based on the tone of Han Dong's speech and related descriptions, the level of this manager will be one level higher than that of Mr. Mr.'s second incarnation.

"The existence of the king?!"

"Yes, you leave quickly! I will take you away."

Han Dongzhuang made a very concerned look, got up and walked towards the door.

Rost stood still, just pushed the frame.

"No... Mr. Teacher and Bullet are still fighting here. If I escape early, I will be regarded as a betrayer. Once the teacher's second incarnation is destroyed, I will also be the target of venting.

There will still be a dead end. "

Han Dong also made a very embarrassed expression.

"Hey... that's all there is to it. After all, your soul is very special. Perhaps under my persuasion, the curator is willing to open the Internet, provided that you must cut off contact with B.B.C. UU reading www.uukānshu.com"

Rotes asked curiously: "Soul? Is the curator here also a strong soul?"

"That's right, his attainments on the soul level are unmatched...you will know it by then.

If the curator is in a good mood and is even willing to leave you in the library to assist him, this must be a huge opportunity for you. "

"That's the only way to trouble Mr. Han Dong."

"I will try my best to persuade."

Just when Han Dong was secretly happy.

A feeling of cold attachment came again, and the scrawny ‘she’ climbed onto Han Dong’s back again.

"Sister, she seems to like you very much. Your body exudes a completely different soul smell, and there is no ‘dirty stain’ like other people’s. The whole soul is quite pure.

By the way, do you need to help your friends? Granny Bullet is not much weaker than me, not to mention Mr. Teacher's second incarnation. "

"Don't worry, the two of them are still very good, but if they delay time, they can do it.

We just pretend to be here to "fight"...and continue to talk about "homestyle" by the way. "

Han Dong’s home here refers to the ‘B.B.C’ where the siblings live.

Just before the two chatted for more than half an hour.

An unimaginable soul shock struck suddenly, penetrating the entire library, and also covering the underground area.

As the soul perceiver Rotes, he was directly shocked by the impact of such souls...At the same time, it also proved that Han Dong's words and sentences were true.

However, Lotters was a little confused.

"Why... why can I feel the two powerful psychics of the king level!?"

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