v20 Chapter 73： Imprisoned

"If you are bored, then you can cultivate some elves for me. In the future, I still need them to do things for me. You should also be able to find a few of them as companions, so that you will not be alone. Then. "

He looked at Sun Wukong with a serious expression: "Is training an elf really helping Brother Goku? Will Brother Goku be happy?"

"As long as you help me develop all kinds of elves, I will be very happy."

"I see. I will help Brother Goku to cultivate all the elves." Suddenly, his eyes were different, and those eyes appeared only when there was an absolute goal.

Then, he fixed his eyes on the origami of Kuangsan and the Demon King: "Since the two of you also crossed over thirty years later, that is to say, you also cultivated me?"

"Huh ?!" Kuangsan heard, as if he had realized something, and suddenly looked at Sun Wukong: "Hey, I won't be caught by her just because of this?"

Then there was a flash of light: "If I tell her now, will history change as a result? My best friend will not be killed by me?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "It can't be changed, even if you say it, she will forget it."

"why?"

"Every time a new elf is created, he loses a piece of power, and relative to that, his memory is affected, chaotic or disappears."

"This is the negative effect of the power of the world in order to correct the history changed by me. It wants to wipe out the influence that I have brought to you unknowingly. Thirty years later, the village rain order sound is not already Have you forgotten me? This is how the power of the world has corrected the effects of history during my 30 years of absence. Even I have been forgotten. Do you think He will remember what you said? "

"Listening to you, it really looks like the world is targeting you." Kuang Sanyi smiled at Sun Wukong with an inexplicable smile.

Sun Wukong did it with both hands: "It was against me because I was beyond its control. If I wanted to change my destiny to follow the original trajectory, it could only try to wipe out the trail I left behind. Get rid of it; because it can't shake my existence, you can only use the only way to erase the trail I left. "

Kuangsan heard the words, but it was a speechless look at the first glance, even the fate of the world could not help but exist, what kind of monster is it? He could only reluctantly retreat and follow the path of erasing his trail. Think about how pitiful it was?

"Let ’s go, there wo n’t be any big things. This is a puppet experience. After 30 years, I will restore the lost memories and I need to pay more attention."

Sun Wukong said, swiping in front of him, the space in front of him immediately tear open a portal-like rift, and the light at the end of the rift is the world leading 30 years later.

After saying goodbye to the reluctant reluctant lover, Sun Wukong and the three went into the rift.

"Well, then we'll see you in thirty years. Hope you've already cultivated a few elves that please me."

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"I'll work hard!" I clenched my fist, his face firm, and then was replaced by a lot of perseverance.

It ’s just that the space rift has healed like a stream of water.

Thirty years later.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Imperial Hotel's East Temple, Westcourt sat leisurely on the sofa and sighed softly. He raised his chin, and the pale gray-gold fringe shook gently, as if sharp. The sharp eyes narrowed.

At the front of Westcote's line of sight, there was a stack of documents held by long tail clips. This was the information he had obtained in the past few days to rescue Allen.

Two days have elapsed, and all rescue personnel dispatched will disappear for no reason as soon as they approach or on the island, and there will be no further news.

"What do you think is going on here? Artemisia" Westcourt looked at the girl sitting opposite him, and couldn't help but smile, he covered his hands with the corner of Zui: "That or the beauty How can an island become a demon island that can't go in or out? Even the little signals can't be launched, really powerful, right? "

The girl named Artemisia did not go to see the zui face of Westcourt, and said blankly: "Or the island is obviously completely closed to the outside world, and has been isolated by unknown forces. We try again. It's meaningless. If you really want to rescue Senior Allen, all you can do is to launch a total offensive. "

"Do you always think that there is no chance of winning?" Westcote narrowed his sharp eyes and couldn't see what it meant: "Don't talk about that strange 'male elf', there is a Woodman behind him who has to consider It ’s a pity that I did n’t find out the exact information, and learned that people like Allen would lose so thoroughly. ”

For a moment of contemplation, Westcourt suddenly stood up, his eyes sharpened sharply: "It is only one day, and Allen must not lose. It seems that Artemisia can only be used as a last resort. Let ’s go, I ’ll take You go to an interesting place "

The dem club, a hidden experimental base, is said to be an experimental base, but it is better to be a cage for elves.

A young girl was tied to a pillar by Kun, her body was covered with scars, and her body was also covered with instruments of imprisonment.

And a wicked woman with a blindfold in her left eye is holding a small knife, and a knife slowly cuts on her body, her voice is full of insanity and insidiousness: "It is indeed an elf, and it is clear that so many knives are cut every day But it ’s all recovered, there is no scar left at all, it ’s so good, elf, it ’s an enviable species. ”

The girl clenched her teeth, her eyes full of vicious glaring.

She has been suffering from inhuman torture since she was caught and locked here, and her pain seems to be getting used to her.

But apart from staring at the other with resentful eyes, she had no means of revenge.

"Hehe is really beautiful miao's eyes. Every time I see your eyes full of resentment and helplessness, it's really exciting. Now how many pleasures do you want xian to take today? If I am satisfied, I will Reward you a few more knives. "The woman's face was filled with evil intentions, and it was as demon-like as it was detestable.

As a person carrying out criminal law work in prisons, she cannot be described as a normal person.