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Why has this never happened before?

Saint had been possessing the Cloak of Shadow for a long time, but this was the first time such an "accident" happened, which made him think about it - could it be related to the blending of light and shadow yesterday?

"Sorry, this was an accident. Please () read the most complete! The fastest updated novel!"

No matter what, it is a fact that Saint crawled into Thandi Bo's bed, and an apology is of course inevitable: "I didn't mean it, because our joining hands yesterday, the connection between the Cloak of Shadow and the Dagger of Light, is undoubtedly It’s even closer. When I’m awake, it’s certainly impossible for the Cloak of Shadows to make its own decisions, but if I sleep…”

"If you fall asleep, will you sleepwalk?"

Tandy opened his mouth to complete Saint's explanation. Although he felt strange in his heart, he did not doubt that his motives were impure. He said with an indescribable strange expression: "You mean, in this case, Could it still happen?”

"..."

Saint nodded awkwardly: "I'm not sure, but if it happens again, I'd like to apologize to you in advance..."

"..."

Tandy bit his lip in silence, not really knowing what to say about this. He just looked at Saint silently with a pair of big talking eyes.

In this quiet atmosphere, Saint's expression became more and more embarrassed. He grabbed the quilt on his body with one hand and reached out to Tandy Bo with the other hand: "Let me introduce you again, Saint Lee."

"Tandy Bo..."

Tandy shook Saint's hand with his fingertips: "Your surname is Li... So, is Golden Boy actually a Chinese?"

"I am Chinese."

Saint nodded and retracted his arm, and then he couldn't wait to run away: "Ahem! Tandy, I'm not wearing anything right now... I'm not very convenient right now, so I'll leave first. If you still want to talk about something, you have my phone number. "

"Wait……"

Tandy looked at the wisp of smoke dissipating in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but pursed his lips in depression. He grabbed his cell phone and sent a message to Saint: "What time do you go to bed at night?"

So, when Saint teleported back to Colleen Wing's bedroom, he faced such a situation.

After waking up, Colleen Wing naturally felt a little strange when she saw no one from Saint but her clothes were still scattered on the floor, so she tried to call his cell phone, only to find that he was also being called. She was left in the room, and she had just taken out her cell phone from Saint's coat when she heard a "ding" sound and a text message popped out of the cell phone screen, attracting her attention.

It must be said that the function of Saint's smart butler "Friday" can be said to be very considerate. When storing contacts, it will automatically scan their faces to generate avatars. Therefore, the screen of the mobile phone seen by Colleen Wen In the picture, it was a little blond beauty who sent a message to Sainte, "What time do you go to bed at night?"...

The next moment, Saint, naked and covered with a thin silk quilt, appeared in front of Colleen Wen's eyes, smoking...

Colleen Wen immediately snorted, raised an arm, and placed the phone screen in front of Saint's eyes.

"Uh……"

After Saint was stunned for a moment, he showed a very helpless expression: "It's not what you think..."

Colleen Wen sneered "Haha": "How do you know what I think?"

"I do not know."

Saint shook his head, his face showing no hint of guilt: "However, you will never imagine what happened..."

Colleen Wen narrowed her eyes and looked at Saint's expression, suppressed the anger in her heart, and gave him a chance: "Explain."

"This matter starts from the day I left. Tony Si and I..."

……

After a moment, Colleen Wing frowned and interrupted Saint: "What do you mean? You and that Tandy Bo will naturally be attracted to each other?"

"No no no."

Because Saint shook his head like a rattle: "The cloak of shadow and the dagger of light attract each other. The two have the same source of power, like 'yin and yang' twins."

"What's the difference between this and what I said?"

Colleen Wen curled her lips with displeasure: "You are the cloak, she is the dagger."

"..."

Saint was speechless for a moment, and before he could formulate decent words to defend himself, Colleen Wen stood up and walked quickly out of the bedroom, leaving him behind without looking back. One sentence: "I'm going to the Charity Center to help."

What a disaster...

Because Saint's head was so painful, he fell down on the bed. He obviously had no intention of running out. What he knew clearly in his heart was that Colleen Wynn needed time to digest the idea that "he and someone else have become a perfect match". In reality, unless he is willing to give up the super power of the Cloak of Shadows, no matter what he says now, it will just be annoying.

However, just being a "passive skill" that allows one to move instantaneously and escape the limitations of aura positioning means Saint is destined to never give up the cloak of shadow, and his spiritual power is something he is very lacking in. Although There are no shortcomings in his aura training. As his strength increases, his mental resistance will also increase. However, it has never been his style to just take a beating without fighting back.

Not to mention, although the Cloak of Shadow, like the Iron Fist, is a special energy body that coexists with the human body and takes root deep in the center of the human body, the Cloak of Shadow is not as transferable as the Iron Fist. The inheritance "ritual" given to others, because Saint wanted to give it up, would have to waste a precious and priceless wish. No matter from any aspect, this matter has no feasibility.

Thinking of making a wish, Saint raised his right arm and looked at the tattoo on the back of his hand. The dragon ball was full of energy again. It has been three or four days. As for whether it is three or four days, it depends on the efficiency of the space gem in charging the dragon ball. , will it be higher when it is still in the form of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube?

"Gravity meter..."

Saint murmured his long-decided wish in his mouth, and then ordered his mobile phone: "Contact me on Friday, the Light Bulb Man."

Tony Stark's holographic projection soon appeared in front of Saint: "What's the matter?"

"Are you ready for the pressure-resistant materials I want?"

"It's all finished. You can go to Stark Industries to pick it up at any time."

"It sounds like you didn't make this with your own hands? Does the compressive strength meet my requirements?"

"Why do you need me to do such a simple thing? I have read the report they sent. The compressive stress is [-] kilograms per square centimeter, which is completely beyond your requirements. Although I doubt that you can really do it. Use one foot to exert twenty tons of force on the floor, but even if you can do it, you won't make a hole with each foot."

"So, what about the other thing I want?"

"About this...I changed my mind."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't get excited. I have actually made the suit, but I have to get in touch with 'that kid' personally to see if he is qualified to wear the suit I made."

"Okay, I have no objection. He belongs to you."

"...Why do I feel like I've been fooled?"

"bye!"

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