Chapter 920: G.o.ds descent (27)1

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The dark G.o.d thought about the scene and immediately shook his head, trying to get rid of the image in his mind.

An apology was out of the question.

How could a G.o.d apologize?

The black-haired girl had already curled herself up in the blanket and fallen asleep.

Horde was speechless.

Ill come again tomorrow night.

Theres no need for that.

The strange conversation ended.

The corner of the black robe flashed, and the figure of the G.o.d in the black cloak slowly dissipated, leaving only a strange black smoke, which looked like a thick dark aura.

Fu Shang opened his eyes.

The exquisite ceiling came into view, and what Hodel had just said flashed through her mind.

Magical crystals?

After quickly searching through the plot, Fu Shang finally found a trace of clues about the magic crystal in a corner.

This was a treasure that only existed in legends.

There was a book in the Empires library about magical crystals.

Fu min remembered the plot very clearly and he knew which book it was from.

A book that was used as a stepping stone.

The entire plot was as refres.h.i.+ng as the position of the magic book.

Fu min was prepared to look for it one day.

It just so happened that Prince Charles birthday party was coming up soon. As the daughter of the Duke of White Rose, the host naturally had to attend, so she would have a chance to sneak in.

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The next day.

For the first time, Fu min got up early.

After Cyril pushed the door open and entered, he was surprised to find that his master was already dressed and sitting on the chair, his expression unreadable.

Master, breakfast is ready.

The girl looked at Cyril.

The other party lowered his head slightly to her, a perfect smile on his face.

No rush.

Cylaire was speechless.

The young girl stood up and said, I still have one more thing to confirm. Cyril, I have a question to ask you.

Master, please speak.

The black-haired girls eyes sank and she said softly, Cylaire, do you know Hodel? he asked.

A deep blue light flashed in the robots eyes. Countless pieces of information gathered in its brain, and a melodious, low magnetic voice slowly sounded.

Hodel, the dark G.o.d. Legend has it that he had fallen a million years ago

Seeing that this person was about to start explaining to her, Fu Shang quickly stopped him. She didnt want to know who the dark G.o.d was.

All she wanted to know was, did Cyril have any memories of hordell?

cylaire, are you related to horde?

Robots cant lie to their owners.

This was a rule that could not be changed.

The blonde beauty was slightly stunned. There was an obvious look of shock in her eyes. To be precise, she didnt know whether to laugh or cry. However, he instantly returned to his normal state and said politely.

master, Cyril has nothing to do with the dark G.o.d.

Fu Shang frowned.

So, silaire didnt have hordes memories, but did horde have the memories of when he was silaire?

This What could she say?

The beautiful robots eyes curved. He half-knelt in front of the girl and rested his head on her lap. why did master suddenly ask this How could cylaire be involved with anyone else?

Cyril only belongs to master.

The young ladys fingertips gently touched cylaires face, and then she slowly rubbed his soft golden hair until it was a mess.

Cylaire had a gentle smile on his face the entire time.

Yeah, Im just asking.

Somewhere out of Fu Shangs sight, the blue color in the robots eyes deepened.

Master was lying.

Why?