Doomsday Wonderland

As everyone knows, Bohemian's temper is rising with ability, and even she is very aware of her character. But it also means that once someone discovers that her temper suddenly becomes better, she will guess that her rumors of impaired ability are probably true - this is absolutely not acceptable.

She must bite her teeth and continue to lose her temper, even though Bohemian is actually a little faint.

When she sneered a little, she felt like a puffer fish that was bluffing and screaming: "Close? Are you dreaming?"

The man with long blond hair sighed softly, as if he was not surprised at all.

"I have always liked you," he said as he turned around, the triangular wall that was said to belong to the "Marshmallow Castle", and immediately swayed like a wave of water, reflecting his reflection. He checked his newly grown dark hair root and said softly: "You are a bad temper, but you are different from them. You want something that never hides. If you die here today, I have dinner. I want to eat less than two."

Bohemia was silent for two seconds.

She tried to think about how she would respond before she changed her mind; but at this moment she just wanted to ask a word, so it really rushed out of her mouth: "Octo, what is going on here? I used to I don’t know if the Museum of the World of the World can still be closed."

Octo glanced at her from the mirror.

"When you didn't come, little girl," he grinned, making the lipstick color softer and fit naturally on his lips. "There is a lot going on here..."

"Crap, I see it," Bohemia interrupted him. "I just asked you what happened."

"I can only tell you a little." Okto sorted out his clothes and admired his left face - he always said it was his most beautiful angle. "Now the Museum of the World has a master. Do you understand? I am only a pair of eyes he hired. He is responsible for guarding the entrance and exit of this side. The owner has learned a news, so today I don’t want anyone to come in and out because ... because of what, you don't have to know."

He smiled dumbly. Although his sound quality is not good, when Octo talks, there is always a strange charm. "The less you know, the safer you are."

"What the **** are you talking about?" Bohemia raised his voice and couldn't help but be surprised. “The Pavilion of the Relic World is shaped by the consciousness of countless evolutionists! Who is it –”

"It's a man who is so powerful that he can monopolize it, and no one dares to come to the door." Okto shrugged his shoulders. "But he is fairly reasonable. Most of the time we can still use this place, so now Nothing happened."

Bohemia searched for a while in memory, and several names that floated up were immediately rejected by her. She really doesn't know who can have this absolutely overwhelming strength - after all, how is this possible? The strength of the evolutionary is only relatively speaking in most cases. The possibility that the weak person grasps the weakness of the strong and counters the success is always there; it is this dynamic balance that allows the weak to have a certain survival and growth. space.

But she is not entangled in this kind of problem.

"I don't care about the other," she lowered her voice and walked two steps toward Octo. "The master doesn't matter to me - 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 whispered. "Is it going to let you in?"

The pufferfish leaked.

No matter how bluffing, Bohemia is also very clear that she can't really move her hands here. But her tone is still not polite: "You are jealous of your virtue, and you are all looking at the vampire. What do you want? Do you want to enjoy it?"

"I heard that vampires are beautiful." Okto finally glanced at his reflection in the mirror, which turned around - but his eyes lifted and his eyes crossed Bohemia and went straight to the entrance and exit behind her. Suddenly, "Hey?"

Worse, Bohemia reacted at once.

No matter what Okto wants, once the chasing soldiers behind her come in, the deal will be completely ruined!

In a blink of an eye, she has made a decision. Not waiting for Okto to take his eyes back, Bohemia rushed to the next step, sideways, and the whole man slammed into his arms; her right hand caught in the air - this is the evolutionist Commonly used techniques when using "attachment conditions" - low drink: "Go in!"

Everyone who knows her knows that her "attachment condition" is an independent space in which she sets the rules, because she has never bothered to hide. Under the conditional reflection, Octo really flashed his body and turned into a semi-transparent starlight in the light, and rushed to the ceiling.

Just before the air, Bohemia seized the opportunity and rushed out at the highest speed.

Her contaminated "attachment condition" was naturally unrecognizable, and Okto immediately discovered this; just when she felt that he was immediately chasing him from behind, another few stars were also shining. The ground rushed into the entrance and exit.

In the rapid rush, Bohemia quickly glanced at the triangular walls in front. Upon her gaze, the triangular wall suddenly turned into a water mirror; from the still fluctuating scene, she clearly saw that the starlight representing Okto was annoyed and hurriedly stopped, turning into a humanoid turn. Welcomed to the few uninvited guests who just came in.

"Closed today!"

She heard Okto's voice with anger and screamed sullenly: "Get out!"

When the last few words were passed into her ears, it was already a little vague; the triangular walls on both sides quickly disappeared from the side, and together with the voices of those people, she was far behind her - "We are Chasing..."

Guess can also guess that they must have argued with Octo. Bohemian smiled and walked a little faster. In a blink of an eye, she could not hear the next conversation.

I wish that Okto can be a good dog who is dedicated to his duties!

She was a little more brisk, followed by memory and rushed to the right, and soon slowed down. The terrain is complex, and she has already penetrated into the inner heart; even if Octo is now free of the chasing soldiers, she can't find where she is.

"Bilu Huangquan... Bilu Huangquan..."

Bohemian groaned and knocked on the triangular wall. I don't know who made the rules. It has to be politely knocked on the wall like someone else's home, and the wall will slowly become transparent. She glanced at the view floating behind the transparent wall. I saw a dark, lifeless earth shrouded in a lead-gray sky, and several angels with wings behind them were lowering their heads, smashing in the ruins and ridiculousness of the land.

Before one of the angels looked up, Bohemia rushed back and hurried to the next triangular wall. Not waiting for her to raise her hand, she heard someone's footsteps faintly screaming from behind the wall.

The scene behind the wall actually came from a painting I saw at the Musée Art Gallery. I liked it very much, but the name of the tm and the name of the painter could not be found... It felt like losing a million. I remember that it was in the Orsay Art Museum, and I had to force me to go again...