The quiet night sky is full of stars. Although there are not many creatures in the Styx Galaxy, the night sky is deep and distant.

Carl stood in front of the steps and stared quietly, staring for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

For the god with a long life, I have seen such a prosperous and beautiful night sky, but for him, the god of death, these are no longer important.

Choose to lose life, the feeling of physical body, and the desires of human beings.

Because after being separated from her, these seem to be worthless again.

Without value, there is no need to be retained and becomes a illusion body. No longer facing the death threat of the angel above, you can concentrate on studying death and void.

But for her, those obviously meant.

Wang Xiao, a name he hadn't paid much attention to for many days, because although it was powerful enough, it had no impact on their plan to destroy Kesha, and it was not worthy of his attention.

But now, this name makes it difficult for him to let go...

"Liang Bing, are you free?" He spoke gently, with his usual gentleness.

Looking into the night sky, he seemed to be able to see her beautiful face.

"Ha? Carl? Yawn... My private channel password has been changed, why are you coming in again?" Her voice seemed a little lazy and a little confused.

To some extent, the two of them have not been in contact for a long time.

Time can make many things strange, and as the masters of two forces, the relationship cannot be very pure.

After working together to destroy Kesha, she no longer needs to contact this guy.

"You... are you sleeping?" Carl's voice was a little confused.

If he remembered correctly, it would be daytime on the Milky Way Earth now.

"Ahha~" Liang Bing yawned again: "What? I'm so sleeping well, um... I was a little busy yesterday and I slept late."

Or it's just not sleeping.

Make up for a little sleep.

Carl: "…"

She can sleep, he can't sleep.

"It's a good thing to sleep well," he said softly.

"Tsk~" Liang Bing was unhappy: "You disturbed people's dreams early in the morning just to say these nonsense? You're so fucked..."

"Hey! Don't!" Carl hurriedly shouted: "I have something to do, I want to talk to you."

"Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me free if you have farts." Liang Bing was a little impatient.

"I don't understand... is he good to you?" Carl got straight to the point, but his voice seemed a little difficult.

Liang Bing seemed to be stunned for a moment, and was silent for a second: "Ha, you are just talking about this? Does it have anything to do with you?"

She was not surprised that Carl would know about this. It was not because Carl's news was so well-informed, but because she had no concealment of this matter at all, and she could hear it if she wanted to.

As for how good that bastard is to her?

What a geoduck!

Damn it, she has calculated to the core. If she is correct, then the bastard should have thought about how to deal with her during the day before she let Angel Yan go...

Later, it seemed that she had received a secret communication from Qilin, and then she started to make trouble, which made her unable to recover until now.

"Yes, it's related." Carl's tone was a little reluctant: "We two..."

"It's okay for us two." Liang Bing shouted.

She understood what he wanted to say.

"Improve it, Carl," she got up from the bed in Yellowstone room, walked to the window, and looked out the window quietly and smiled faintly: "Since you became a illusion, I never want to be with you again

Even if it's a day.

Some things will still be the same even after another ten thousand years.

And for others, it's different..."

Carl on the other side of the communication was a little silent. She shook her head and chuckled. Even when he asked such questions, he still looked the same.

Compared to the bastard who was holding his wings and trying hard, she didn't know what to say for Carl, who had never dared to touch a finger for many years.

"He is so young, I don't believe he has any language in common with you." Carl said silently for a while.

"How could there be no? Common...body language?" Liang Bing smiled.

Carl: "…"

"Okay, Carl," she said lightly: "No one will wait for you forever, let alone I have not been waiting for you for a long time, and you are all cold.

You and I really have no common language.”

The illusion body is an illusion body, and it is not impossible to see any entity, but it is all fake.

If you touch each other, one side has feelings but the other side has no feelings, it is not as real as the clone, and it is disgusting to think about it.

What is even more disgusting is the act of actively turning into an illusion body.

Karl smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"I will wait for you." He spoke after a long time.

Liang Bing was stunned: "What are you waiting for me?"

"When you become a illusion, then we will have a common language again." Carl said softly.

"Fuck you uncle..." Liang Bing gritted her teeth and cursed.

Isn't this just about killing her?

"At that time, just like when we were in the Superscient Academy, we would discuss wisdom, life, and the edge of the universe together... and we would discuss more mysteries together." Carl began to imagine.

"I'll discuss your uncle." Liang Bing looked at the sky outside the window, as if she saw a dead pervert fantasizing.

That dead man just wants to turn everyone into dead man.

"After you get rid of the decline of the body, you will understand that in the end, I am the only one who resons with your spirit." He continued.

"Yes, yes, you're right..." Liang Bing nodded again with this pervert and nodded repeatedly: "But I've just resonated with that bastard for a night and was a little tired. You can fuck the air by yourself

.

I'm going to sleep.”

Carl: "…"

In the Death Song Academy, he floated quietly in front of the stone steps, listening to the beeping sound of hanging in his ears, silently looking at the galaxy.

"Good dream."

...

In Huangshi City, you can sometimes hear the sound of artillery fire outside the window in the room.

After Liang Bing was silent for a while, he sat on the bed with his legs crossed and made a secret communication: "Hey... don't blame me for not reminding you that a dead pervert is eyeing you."

Wang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly as he heard this, but it was not surprising.

Then he smiled and said, "Oh... Then do you know that there is a pervert who is eyeing you?"

Liang Bing nodded after hearing this: "He is indeed..."

But as she said that, she was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and laughed and scolded: "Go to your sister... I will abstinence in the future, don't bother me!"

After saying that, he hung up.

He lay on the bed with anger and smile, and began to take a break.

Girl, who are you guys...

On the other side, Wang Xiao's eyes in the Dao Royal Palace moved slightly, but he had no emotion.

He knew who Liang Bing was talking about.

A strong cuckold was buckled on Carl's head. Even if this guy had no substantial relationship with Liang Bing, he would be his natural enemy.

There is nothing to say.

And to be precise, as long as he initially starts to become stronger, Carl will be his enemy.

And because his and Carl's interface is not in line with each other, he has not been able to turn enemies into friends yet.

After thinking about it, he smiled and looked at Qilin who was practicing wormhole jumping in the ruins of the square: "There is good news and the bad news, which one do you want to listen to first?"

Qilin was stunned for a moment, then flew into the air to his eyes and fell down, asking inexplicably: "What is the good news?"

Wang Xiao slowly walked in the gravel for two steps, and then said, "I have made enemies with the god behind the Taotie Legion, and it is an indelible hatred."

Qilin was a little puzzled: "What good news is this?"

Is it a good thing to make enemies with others?

But soon, uu reads books www.uukanshu.com She was stunned and opened her eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"
To be continued...