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The strange sound from the room caused three question marks to appear on Liszt’s head.
Naxia, this little swordworm, dared to steal a man in his room if she couldn’t eat the bear heart and leopard?
Liszt pushed the door open and walked in angrily.
Then he froze in place, dumbfounded.
In addition to Naxia, there was a strange humanoid in the room.
Why is it called a strange humanoid?
Because this “person” has golden hair, not the kind of natural yellow, but the kind of golden radiance.
From Liszt’s point of view, what he sees is not like hair, but more like a burning golden flame.
At first glance, he thought the room was on fire.
The little golden man was wandering aimlessly in the room, and Naxia was hiding in the corner, trying to appease the other party.
“What’s the matter?” Liszt was stunned by the strange things in the room.
“I don’t know what happened. He suddenly jumped in from the window, and then… he stayed here.” Naxia explained briefly.
“Sword Comes”
“Do you know who I am?” The little golden man also noticed Liszt’s arrival, he turned around and asked.
Do you know who I am?
This sentence is actually very interesting.
In different contexts, this sentence will have different meanings.
It may be a threat or an inquiry, but more often it is a threat than an inquiry.
After all, who doesn’t know who they are? That’s what only people with amnesia say.
However, the little golden man in front of him happened to be the second situation. He was really asking who he was.
Not only his hair, but his eyebrows and eyes are all golden yellow, flowing with a mysterious light.
Liszt had heard the term “natural vision”, but he was only at the stage of hearing it.
For example, Xiang Yu’s eyes have double pupils, Liu Bei’s hands are over his knees, and Guan Yu’s red face and long beard are all natural phenomena.
To put it simply, a natural vision is probably when you are walking on the road, and suddenly someone makes your eyes shine, and you feel that this child will become a great thing in the future.
This is how the little golden man feels to Liszt. Even if he doesn’t know who the other party is, he can feel the extraordinaryness of the other party.
“I definitely don’t know who you are, why do I know who you are?” Liszt shook his head.
“You… you don’t know who I am, you don’t know who I am…” The little golden man murmured, holding his head as if he was recalling something carefully.
“Why did you come here?” Liszt said. “I mean, why did you come to me?”
The little golden man said blankly: “I… I don’t know, I just think, here, I can get the answer.”
Liszt raised his eyebrows and asked, “No one asked you to come to me?”
“No.” The little golden man shook his head, “It’s just… I want to come by myself.”
Things seem to be getting interesting.
Liszt is special, special is special, he is the invincible dark lord.
Even if the corresponding power is sealed, there will be no problem with his identity here.
In this case, the little golden man who lost his memory should have found Liszt with his spiritual sense?
This is a bit of a mystery to say, and perhaps a bit difficult to understand.
The logical chain is probably like this.
The identity of the little golden man is very special, and his spiritual sense is extremely keen.
He lost his memory and didn’t know where he came from, but his spiritual sense told him that Liszt had the answer here.
So he found Liszt and wanted to know who he was.
His instinct brought him to Liszt.
With the power of the Dark Lord, he can certainly retrieve his past.
However, the current dark lord is not the dark lord, he is just Liszt, an ordinary person.
Liszt sealed all his powers, but the little golden man was still able to find him with his spiritual sense. It is conceivable how powerful this spiritual sense is.
This also shows how special the identity of the little golden man is.
Who is he? Liszt was also interested.
The little golden man does not have any breath of the miraculous world, and he is not a visitor to the miraculous world.
Liszt pondered for a moment and said to the little golden man, “I can help you, but… I can’t guarantee it.”
“Thank you… thank you.” It seemed very difficult to say thank you from the mouth of the little golden man.
Liszt turned on the computer and used a browser to search for relevant information. The key words were “amnesia, vision”.
Unexpectedly, he really found something.
“Brother Meng, have you ever seen someone with amnesia? I saw one on the street today…”
“I’m not the only one who has encountered a mental illness, right? Don’t be disgusting with me. Someone grabbed me today and asked who he was, but I was terrified…”
“What’s the situation? What’s the situation? What’s the situation? What’s wrong? What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”
Sand sculpture netizens are very happy, and they can play everything into a stalk.
The topics are different, the writing is different, but the core is the same.
The people they met were very similar to the little golden man in front of them.
The most notable feature is confusion and amnesia, not knowing who he is, and wanting to get the corresponding answer.
Secondly, they all have visions on their bodies. The little golden people have blond hair and golden pupils, and the amnesiacs are covered with holy light, and there are even people with thunder entwined in their hair.
The vast majority of witnesses claimed that they did not see how the amnesiac left, but that the other party disappeared in a flash.
This can be interesting.
Liszt touched his chin and looked at the little golden man, but he was not afraid that he would disappear in the next second.
What are the identities of these suddenly appearing amnesiacs, and what is their connection with the world of Gundam that will soon be merged?
“Tomorrow, I will use the resources to check your past through the public security. It’s too late today, let’s rest first.” Liszt said.
It was getting late, and Liszt, who was mortal to the naked eye, also felt tired at this time. He wanted to sleep well and deal with the golden man tomorrow.
“Okay.” The little golden man nodded and responded.
“My place is a bit small, there is only one bed, and there is no place for you.” Liszt said, “I can find a room for you, or you can choose to sleep on the ground.”
“No, I don’t sleep here.” The little golden man said, jumping down from the window.
Liszt and Naxia hurriedly chased after them. The floor here is not too low. It’s hard to say what will happen.
But of course there was no problem with the little golden man.
The two saw that there was a golden flame in the big tree downstairs, which was the little golden man’s hair.
“He… he slept in a tree?” Naxia asked in a daze.
“It seems so.” Liszt sighed, “Sure enough, there are talented people in the country, and it can’t be compared.”