Chapter 279 Doomsday Judge (43)

Qianqiu took Raphael back to the room and continued to catch up on sleep.

The moment the lights go out.

The young man hugged her tightly, even if he was pinched by the back of fate's neck, he didn't intend to let go at all.

Raphael still insisted, and whispered: "I don't want to let go..."

There was a strong resistance between his words, and his strength was uncontrollably aggravated, with a hint of possession.

Not allowing any resistance, but also with a trace of fear.

but.

It seems that what he is afraid of is not the darkness, but something else...

Qian Qiu frowned.

She didn't try to make him let go, and said softly: "Okay, then don't let go."

"Yeah." He was quite obedient.

"Then go to bed quickly." Qianqiu said.

"Hmm." He said in a low voice.

Qianqiu kept hugging him.

He waited until his breathing was steady before slowly opening his eyes.

She unshielded the Glory.

Glory appeared flattered.

【Miss, you have something to do with me...】

[Wait a minute, what are you doing? 】Its tone instantly panicked, 【Such a behavior that is not positive at all will lead to bad children...】

"To shut up."

The Glory shut up instantly, as quiet as a chicken.

Qian Qiu asked: "Collecting so many soul fragments, is it all one person?"

【ah? 】The Glory was taken aback, 【Yes, Miss Sister, don’t you know...】

"I know, but, what kind of person?"

When Qianqiu interrupted it, his voice was light.

She didn't explore much before, what kind of existence the little brother himself is.

but.

Now, people have to pay attention to him.

Doesn't seem close to anyone, brutal and indifferent.

In fact, he is as clingy as a kitten, and cares about gains and losses.

Who knows what he's been through.

If you want to find a solution, you only need to understand it from the root cause.

【Ah, this is a secret...】

"I still have the recordings of your words."

Qian Qiu said lightly: "And those books you usually read, aren't they positive and serious books?"

【How would you know! 】The Glory was stunned for a moment.

Qian Qiu didn't bother to explain, "Say?"

Glory cried violently, 【I, it’s not that I don’t want to say it... it’s that this is really an S-class secret...】

"Huh?" Qian Qiu raised his voice.

Glory's desire to survive broke out, and then struggled and said:
[Actually, you can also spend money to check, but, I really... have no money...]

Qianqiu snorted, "I don't have any money, what a coincidence."

【Is that...】

"But I seem to have something else, I can try to see if it can be offset."

Qian Qiu said lightly: "My StarCraft account will send you."

She sent her account number to Glory.

Ever since the Glory was bound to Qianqiu, she didn't know any of her data.

It even has some doubts about whether the young lady belongs to Interstellar people.

Now that he still has an account, he feels even more confused than that woman just now.

This dream is a bit scary, huh?

however.

Even more terrifying is yet to come.

After the StarCraft account is logged in, people can be transferred.

Glory opened the deposit column, and saw that it started with "one", followed by countless zeros.

Each number represents a storage space.

This is a BUG. Ordinary people have one or two very powerful.

Miss sister, I can't count the number of this account.

Glory clicked a number at random.

It was sent to the interstellar bank vault.

Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of him was even more horrifying.

A huge golden chandelier flickered on the ceiling.

Below the light.

Ancient gold coins and jewelry.

Various rare antique sabers and more.

Looking around, the various objects inside filled the entire space, and even seemed to overflow.

It almost blinded Glory's dog's eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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