Zhang Wanlin closed the door and returned to the room. Carlo was already lying on the bed.

Zhang Wanlin sat next to her and asked, "Do you feel better?"

Carlo looked at him coldly, before uttering a long time: "What do you care about me so much?"

Her voice is clear and beautiful, unlike her previous hoarseness, which proves that her injury is improving.

Zhang Wanlin was slightly relieved.

"Because you are willing to risk your life to save Long Po Po, she is a kind person, and you should be too."

His tone was sincere.

Carlo, who came from the cruel world, always knew the ugly face of the nobility. What this man said was undoubtedly naive to funny. It was like a wicked person judging who is good and who is bad.

So what does it matter if it is good or bad?

Anyway, you have the final say.

Normally, she would never take care of such a hypocritical person.

She said: "Then if she is a bad person, should I be a bad person?"

Zhang Wanlin pondered for a while, and said, "This is not necessarily true."

He wanted to say something, but Carlo immediately interrupted: "Well, this topic ends here."

Zhang Wanlin's newly opened mouth could only be reluctantly closed.

Carlo tightened the quilt, turned sideways, pretending to sleep.

The two were silent like this for a long time, Zhang Wanlin said, "What is your name?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Carlo responded coldly.

"My name is Zhang Wanlin."

Zhang Wanlin got up and left. Carlo turned his head and looked at his back, feeling that this person was really strange.

Zhang Wanlin looked at the small bottle in front of the test bench, and the crystal clear liquid slowly crawled in the bottle as he turned upside down.

He thought she would be happy to give it to Elena, but the result was not as he thought.

To correct the reason, it was just because he was too incapable of talking, probably Elena only treated it as a general wound medicine.

But I don't know the magical effect behind this, and I don't know how to get it.

He flipped through that ancient book again, and Wang Xianhua was recorded in this book.

In addition, there are other kinds of medicinal herbs that are juxtaposed with "miracles", as well as various ancient beasts.

The reason why he liked this book in the past is because it is full of imagination, which can be described as wild.

And now I like this book because all these imaginations are reality, and the world they live in is just the tip of the iceberg.

This book is like unveiling the mystery of this world, and there is often a deeper level of mystery in the mystery.

Who can imagine whether one's own world is the real world?

Zhang Wanlin was immersed in the sea of ​​books, with wonderful imagination wandering in every nerve.

He didn't know how fast and three-dimensional his thinking was at this time.

Often some difficult content can be understood at a glance, and many connections are listed in the mind.

If Carlo can see Zhang Wanlin's face, he must be able to see that his skin tone is slowly changing, and the edges and corners of his face are also slightly undulating, which is like a micro adjustment.

In fact, Carlo also experienced these in the same way.

She just felt inexplicably tired and fell asleep.

At some point, the door of the room was knocked hastily, and Zhang Wanlin hurried over, "Who!?"

This kind of noise can't be Elena.

"I!"

Hearing this deep voice, it is true that Gu is undoubtedly.

This reminded Zhang Wanlin of the scene that almost died.

Zhang Wanlin opened the door after watching Carlo hide it. Zhen Gu looked at him strangely, as if he had discovered a strange thing, but couldn't tell what was strange.

He led someone straight into the room.

"Now, I am inspecting the dormitories one by one on the order of the dean."

Before Zhang Wanlin could say a word, a group of people scattered around and searched.

"Why, looking at your expression, don't you want us to search here anymore?"

Maiya asked.

"Please, please."

Zhang Wanlin has never had a good face towards Zhengu.

Maiya walked to the test bench, looked at these bottles and cans, and said, "What are you doing all day, it smells so bad."

"I think you are not here to ask this question specifically."

"I'm just curious."

Maiya touched this and that with interest, and then he picked up the glass bottle placed on the table, the liquid in it aroused his curiosity.

"what is this?"

Zhang Wanlin wanted to grab it, but Zhengu avoided him. He held it high above Zhang Wanlin's head and watched with one eye closed.

Tsk amazed.

A group of people searched, and no suspicious person was found.

Zhen Gu returned the bottle to Zhang Wanlin: "This is the only good thing you don't have, so I put it away."

But in the middle of the journey, with a loose hand, the bottle fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, and crystal liquid splashed everywhere.

The thick floral fragrance permeated and lingered like a rootless thing, making the last nostalgia for the world.

Zhang Wan looked at all this dumbfoundedly.

"I'm so sorry, my hands slipped.

If you want, I will pay you one. "

Maiya smiled.

He really likes to see Zhang Wanlin's expression.

Such an expression is very interesting, both helpless and helpless, angry and at the same time there is nowhere to vent.

It really makes people have a sadistic tendency.

Fortunately, he is not without conscience and wants to continue to observe, otherwise, it will be very, very interesting to continue like this.

Zhang Wanlin glared at him, clenching his fists tighter and tighter, Zhen Gu thought he was about to do it, and waited.

However, he only said one word: "Go away!"

"Then I will leave."

Maiya approached with a smiling face.

The lines on the face seemed to be outlined by thousands of disgusting and dirty.

The group of them left, and the room was quiet, and the fragrance became nonexistent.

Zhang Wanlin was just watching.

Carlo gently flipped down from the beam and fell beside Zhang Wanlin like a dexterous cat.

"You dare not do anything with him?" Zhang Wanlin raised his head, and Carlo saw the man's tears for the first time.

"I'm scared, afraid they will find you."

This storm of arresting prisoners finally wrote a shame to the college with no results.

All senior students have recently begun to grasp the martial arts training, because soon the princess waiter will be coming.

This is the only chance every knight has in his life.

The students beside him are all preparing for the selection, but Zhang Wanlin is one of the clear streams—busy preparing for the exam.

Exam preparation will start in January, and time is very tight.

Zhang Wanlin went out early and returned late. The heavy training was like a mountain pressing on his back, almost crushing him, but he clenched his teeth and persisted.

This made Green look at him with admiration, because his physique couldn't hold on in the past, which made him wonder.

The strange point is more than this, Zhang Wanlin seems to have changed in appearance.

It seems that the skin has become whiter, the face is more handsome, the body is stronger...Many women have begun to pay attention to this unknown person.