Chapter 1277

Zhao Nan is familiar with opening the power furnace in Locke's body. The whole process didn't even take more than half a minute, but he told GUI Sisi that it needed some time.

Zhao Nan is indeed checking Locke's power furnace... But it is not a general regular inspection, but just checking the operation time of the power furnace.

There is a calculation circuit about the running time in the power furnace. It will not stop from starting, and keeps counting the passage of time.

In this way, as long as we look at the running time of the power furnace, we can know how much time Locke and guisisi are "blank".

"Sure enough... Did you completely lose consciousness for some time."

Zhao Nan thought for a moment before he put the power stove back into Locke's body. In this process, the flickering light on Locke gradually became dim.

He is not a real soul... Not even a fake soul.

Locke's emotional circuit is actually a soul like thing created in this era - artificial soul. Although it has been completed now, it is only equivalent to the degree of pseudo soul at most.

Naturally, there is no way to meet the requirements of the true soul - although Locke once had the experience of entering the astral spirit world. But at that time, Locke probably had more ideas as a tool than as a creature.

Therefore, he must be different from Gui Sisi.

Guisisi is the true soul - the global system is opened. In the process of injecting all the souls extracted from the ninth era into the eighth era, a large number of people or wild animals turn into monsters in order to distinguish the true soul from the pseudo soul derived from the self of the ninth era.

In other words, those who survive from the beginning - those who log in successfully have the so-called qualifications today.

All the chosen ones are the embodiment of the true soul.

Of course, even the real soul will die in an era - fighting will be accompanied by death, which can not be stopped by any time and space.

As for GUI Sisi who didn't show this sign of true soul at the beginning, I'm afraid it was really hidden by Ulysses - Zhao Nan doesn't know why Ulysses did this for the moment.

Now, just as Ulysses said, the problem will not be big. However, as another identity, the trouble is not at all easy compared with the sea god sotorus.

When the power stove was reinstalled into the body, Locke needed a few minutes to wake up. At the same time, he began to shine again. He can't be frank with Locke about these things directly, otherwise, with Guisi, they will both be in trouble - just like countless people who finally separated because of qualification outside the camp.

So we had to continue the deception.

The only of every era should be selfless, just like a machine that perfectly executes a script. However, the ninth one, no matter how calm, still has his own selfishness.

Because we can't be absolutely fair, we have never advertised our own justice.

This is Zhao Nan, the ninth only, a selfish era master different from the first eight.

"I can only do this... As for whether you can survive in the path of star spirit to heaven, it depends on your luck."

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"Long time no see, Mr. housekeeper."

It was already the night of boarding the warship listening to the wind. When Locke walked out of the examination room, he met the housekeeper, blade Feng, who used to listen to the castle master of the windy city.

"Miss Locke and miss Sisi, long time no see." the housekeeper was still a reassuring smiling face: "do you need me to prepare some food for you?"

"No, we're not hungry yet." guisisi shook her head.

After checking Locke, Zhao Nan left alone. Left two people... They are very familiar with listening to the wind city, so they don't necessarily get lost even in a streamlined city. Therefore, it is not a problem to run back to the castle from the temple, but

"But there seems to be a lot fewer people in the city." Gui Sisi looked at the housekeeper and hesitated for a moment before he asked carefully.

"Well, there are really a lot less people." the housekeeper said calmly, "but you can rest assured that the fewer people in the city have not left the scope of listening to the wind."

"Oh?" Locke asked curiously, "what the hell is that?"

"City Lord... Well, Captain, on the condition of impermanent work in the warship, he assigned unqualified people to various posts on the warship to serve... So that people can stay." the housekeeper smiled: "this is a special right of the residents living in listening to the wind city."

"This......" Gui Sisi was stunned.

On the one hand, I feel happy to hear that all the residents of Fengcheng are so lucky, but on the other hand... "But if so, once the news leaks out, won't adults be denounced by all parties because of this?"

But the housekeeper said calmly, "Miss Sisi, do you think anyone else dares to disrespect the warship from now on?"

"No... no," guisisi said with a bitter smile.

At least, after seeing the scene that two warships directly roared away a supreme deity, no one dared to do such a thing... To put it more roughly, this is the privilege brought by absolute violence.

"But you can rest assured that there is no way to leak the news about this." the housekeeper whispered: "as long as the people on this warship can't explain anything to the outside world... This is absolutely isolated from any communication with the outside world."

Locke looked at guisisi subconsciously.

But after hearing the housekeeper's words, the other party's face was a little dignified, and he was silent for tens of seconds... He suddenly said, "can't even send mail?"

This is a special ability held by the chosen one. No matter the ends of the earth, it can basically enable two chosen ones who are friends with each other to communicate synchronously - in the past, even if they were in a copy, the function of this kind of e-mail never disappeared.

Of course, things like fantasy copies will be limited for a period of time - that is, today's wind listening warships have become scene maps like fantasy copies?

The housekeeper smiled and said, "you two, have you decided what you want for dinner?"

GUI Sisi lost his mind for a while, and then said weakly, "just do it... I really don't have any appetite."

"Does Miss Sisi feel unwell?" the housekeeper asked with concern: "I think your face seems a little ugly."

"Si Si?" Locke looked over with more concern.

GUI Sisi shook her head, but her face became more and more pale... She subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold her forehead and shook her head: "strange... It always feels like..."

Before he finished speaking, GUI Sisi fell directly to the ground.

Depending on the situation, it seems that this is not just the degree of physical discomfort. Locke was shocked and hurriedly picked up GUI Sisi. "Mr. housekeeper, can you find someone for treatment now?"

As a God chosen person, I generally don't feel uncomfortable - especially when I have become a God, which can be said to be invincible to all diseases. But once the chosen one has a physical abnormality, it is not an ordinary way to treat it. It needs professional talents.

In the past, Zhao Nan's team had such talents as Linglong, so it was more convenient and reassuring. But I didn't know where to look for Linglong for three moments.

What Locke can do is to rush to the doctor like an ordinary person.

"Well, please don't worry, Miss Sisi should be the reason for the lack of spirit. Just have a rest." the housekeeper patted Locke on the shoulder, "so please don't worry. I think I'll wake up if I just have enough rest."

"This..." Locke looked hesitant.

The housekeeper's voice was more light Judo: "Mr. Locke, please rest assured, just trust me“

Even the artificial soul can feel the reassuring feeling in each other's voice... And it is a very immediate effect, even subconsciously convincing.

"Then ask the housekeeper to arrange a place to rest." Locke sighed.

"What do you say? There is a place for you to live here, isn't it?" the housekeeper smiled and stepped aside: "in that case, welcome you back."

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"Ancestral God, what happened?"

On a mountain outside the camp, Luo Luoya looked with concern and concern at the Supreme Lord in her heart, the greatest existence in the whole goblin country.

His face was obviously worse than after calling himself and Lori appeared.

Ulysses... Fischelot shook his head at this time, "nothing, but someone interrupted something."

Nevertheless, Fischer Lott quarreled with the high-altitude wind warship, looked at it, frowned, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, saying softly, "that little guy is really unkind."

As the founder of the goblin country, and one of the supreme of the temple alliance, fischelot has survived for a long time. What he knows, grasps and develops is countless.

This time, he used a certain ability to attach his thoughts to Gui Sisi to spy on the situation on the wind warship.

However, since GUI Sisi boarded the warship of listening to the wind, his mind has been seriously hindered. Not to mention peeping, it is even very difficult to preserve. Until now, it has been directly cut off.

At that time, he really knew nothing about the things on the battleship... Naturally, he was dissatisfied.

"It seems to be a loss to let Locke go this time." fischelot shook his head, "but..."

He turned around in an instant, looked at the Luo Luo Ya brothers and sisters standing side by side behind him, and said in a deep voice: "you two, start to act!"

"Yes, ancestral God!"

The two little ancient elves set out immediately, and soon disappeared into the sight of fischelot.

But for a long time, Fischer Lott did not recover her eyes, but looked into the distance and suddenly sighed... Vicissitudes and loneliness.

"Perhaps, just as Ulysses, I will be more happy." he said to himself: "I miss those simple days... The blood years I spent with my friends as a saint."

He sighed again, smiled bitterly and mocked himself: "years don't forgive people, and finally I'm the only one left?"

He looked up at the sky and didn't see the two warships. "If I hadn't been this supreme, how good it would be... No, I shouldn't have experienced another life in this way. If I hadn't created Ulysses, I wouldn't be confused."

Finally turned into a lonely voice: "maybe... Living for too long is not necessarily a good thing."

Gradually disappeared into the mountain.

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Tuoba grass is quite depressed at this time.

The reason for depression is that after thoroughly venting his unhappiness, he met something that made him feel quite powerless.

That's the reaction of the old pervert.

Tuoba Xiaocao really doesn't know whether the old pervert misunderstood something, or whether he opened some kind of door because his own is too cruel!

This old pervert has the masochistic constitution of the former king of the wind!

Now, this guy with a painful face and his whole body wet with sweat looks at himself with expectation and longing in his eyes, as if to say again, please come a few more times, I really can't wait

"Lying in the trough, mom, who have I offended? Give me this disgusting expansion?!" Tuoba grass stepped back with goose bumps all over his body.

He looked directly at his feet... As if he expected to step on his face with his feet.

I never know that a person's sight actually has such destructive grass, and even has an impulse to completely escape this guy.

"Sleeping trough! If there is a beautiful girl opposite, I won't say a word, but the one opposite is an old pervert!!"

The black gun king is a person who can't control without someone around.

So after thoroughly venting his displeasure on the other party, Tuoba grass chose to shoot the old pervert

"Sleeping trough, have I forgotten anything? It seems that I don't know the whereabouts of Qazi's sister yet?"

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