"You're smart."

Luo Ming chuckled. If Hua Huo continued to be naughty, he really didn't mind doing something worse than an animal.

He took the Dream Passport.

Luo Ming suddenly thought of something, and looked at Hua Huo again, looking her up and down.

Hua Huo said aggrievedly:"I've already given you the Dream Passport, what else do you want to do?"

"Just as you said, there are only two of us here." Luo Ming took two steps forward, leaned down, and approached Hua Huo with a half-smile on his face:

"Don't you think that this moment is very suitable for doing something that only two people can participate in?"

When Hua Huo heard this, her pretty face turned red, she bit her lower lip, and said shyly:"If you want...I can give it to you, but if that little silver-haired girl knows about it, she will take that little awl and try to kill me at all costs, right?"

Luo Ming frowned deeply.

Even though he has become a prisoner, why does Hua Huo still seem to be fearless?

Could it be that Pinocchio really has an Aha hidden, who will rush out and punch him down at any time?

Seeing that Luo Ming didn't say anything.

Hua Huo looked at the black halo wrapped around her body, blinking tears in her eyes, and said aggrievedly:"I have given you everything you want, why don't you let me go."

Luo Ming suddenly felt like he had touched a piece of cowhide plaster and couldn't get rid of it.

Legend has it that among all the believers of joy, the Masked Fool's ideas are particularly radical. In order to find fun at all costs, they often turn the place upside down.

The fools interpret the fun of mockery from the changes.

If someone can tease them, it is even more of a joy.

And the degree of badness of Hua Huo in this regard is an existence that the Masked Fools in the tavern cannot bear.

So after Hua Huo sensed a trace of his true strength, or some other secrets about his identity.

Wouldn't she deliberately stick to him so that he could tease her hard once?

After all, this is the real way to practice joy, which can make her understand more deeply on this road.

After a moment of silence,

Luo Ming suddenly stretched out his hand. Touching towards Hua Huo.

Hua Huo subconsciously wanted to hide, but she didn't know what she was thinking. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes slightly, and waited for Luo Ming's big hand to fall.

However, Luo Ming did not do anything.

He just took off the mask on her head.

The Masked Fool's mask is an item that symbolizes identity and represents the belief in joy. It is also the admission ticket when gathering at the Tavern at the End of the World. It is usually stolen from the ship of the Mourning Actors.

But Hua Huo's mask is a little different, as if it contains some of her own consciousness and power.

Red represents extreme madness, and white represents reason and calmness. The fusion of the two has created Hua Huo, who is now a perfect combination of madness and reason.

Putting away the mask, Luo Ming no longer pays attention to Hua Huo.

Reaching out a little in front of him, a transmission channel leading to the real hotel appeared, and he walked straight into it.

""Hey, you're just leaving like this?"

Hua Huo seemed a little anxious, standing on the bench with both feet, and was about to pounce on Luo Ming.

However, Luo Ming was one step faster than her, and after stepping into the passage, he disappeared in an instant.

Hua Huo didn't have time to turn around in the air, and pounced on nothing. She fell to the ground with a thud, chewing a few weeds in her mouth and spitting a few times.

When she looked up at the empty scene, she couldn't help but be full of anger on her face.

This bastard actually left her like this?

God of fun, quickly punish this bastard who doesn't know how to be gentle with women!......

Reality Hotel.

Luo Ming opened his eyes in the dream pool of the Robin Room.

Through the power fluctuations set here, it can be known that after he entered the dream world, no one entered the room.

"Had the news of Robin's death not spread yet? That shouldn't be the case. Even Gold Dust knew about it. It made no sense for Sunday, the head of the Oak family, not to know about it."

Luo Ming was a little confused.

But thinking that Sunday might be a hidden Taiyi believer, and that he would use the plan of the gold dust later to lead out the mastermind behind a series of events, it means that his methods are even more unfathomable, and he might be doing something secretly with this matter.

Thinking of this,

Luo Ming was too lazy to think about it further. All conspiracies and tricks were vulnerable in the face of absolute strength.

With his current strength, plus the help of Firefly, Black Swan, and Huang Quan, even if the entire Pinocchio was in chaos, he could ensure the absolute safety of the people around him.

Leaving the robin's room,

Luo Ming paid attention to the expressions of some passing tourists as he passed the corridor.

He found that everyone was still in a relaxed attitude of coming here for vacation, and they obviously didn't know the truth that the Pinocchio dream was sinking directly.

Came to his own guest room.

Luo Ming knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, revealing Huang Quan's figure.

Seeing that he returned safely, Huang Quan seemed to want to smile, but he felt awkward after trying a few times, so he had to nod at him.

"Mr. Luo Ming, welcome back."

The robin also came forward, with a sweet voice, a warm smile, and a refreshing body fragrance. She looked like a young wife waiting for her husband to return.

Luo Ming certainly knew what she wanted.

He said directly:"You are now dead in Pinocchio. The murderer did not notice anything unusual. You can stay here and wait for the truth to come out after a while."

"......"Thank you."

Robin bowed to Luo Ming very sincerely.

Ever since she found out the truth about the traitor, she has felt the breath of death lingering around her and getting closer and closer.

Although she knew that there was no real death in Pinocchio, once she fell into that terrifying primitive dream, it was really no different from death.

Only a truly strong person could fight his way out of the primitive dream.

Now that Luo Ming had appeared, it could be said that he had completely helped her solve the crisis, and she could also wait quietly for the day when the truth would be revealed as an outsider.

Her gratitude to Luo Ming could not be described in words for a moment.

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Ming smiled and waved his hands,"It's just a small favor. You are Xiao Sanyue's favorite idol singer. If you don't help her, it will make our friendship seem too cheap."

The robin shook his head seriously:"Your small favor is a life-saving grace to me."

As she said this, she thought of something, and a barely noticeable blush appeared on her white neck. She lowered her head slightly and whispered:"After this matter is over, you can ask the robin for the reward for saving my life at any time."

As she said this, she couldn't help but glance at Luo Ming out of the corner of her eye.

As a member of the Tianhuan tribe with a holy appearance, who was born to be noticed and respected by other races, Robin was already quite immune to looking at the appearance and looks of others.

But the first time she saw Luo Ming, Robin was amazed from the bottom of her heart, but because of the dignified character she had developed since childhood, she didn't show it specifically.

In addition, this time he was a life-saving favor.

If Luo Ming really wanted to do something, as long as it wasn't too excessive, Robin felt that she should close her eyes and acquiesce.

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