Xiling Empire

Chapter 754 Qi Luo's Cold Drink Shop

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"Here," Bella Vera pointed to her head, "that voice can cut off the spiritual connection of the Spirit apostle, and that's enough."

My expression freezes instantly, and for a long time, I am not sure, "What does this spiritual connection mean? Communication with other apostles? Command link? Database?"

Bellavira was silent for a moment, and seemed unwilling to admit the powerlessness she felt when facing a voice, but finally sighed: "If only that, the fallen apostle could not obey others so easily Command, after all, we are all a group of prideful guys ... but the master of that voice has more terrible power than that. He can cut off any form of spiritual connection of a Spirit apostle, including any kind of information link, and companionship The simplest spiritual communication between you, the spiritual command of the subordinate soldiers, and even ... make you lose the ability to summon Macross. You know, one of the most powerful skills of the Spirit Apostle is macross and single soldiers. Reinstalling the system, through them, we have gained the power to burst out the entire army as an individual. The owner of that voice can easily cut off this connection. Even the most powerful individual, once isolated, will be drowned in the legion. In the storm, and among the fallen apostles with intriguing factions, once they fall into this situation, the consequences can be imagined "

"A guy who has mastered the lifeblood of every apostle of spirits ...," I turned the water glass subconsciously. "He used violence and threats to maintain his rule, but never faced it. The rule is not secure. "

"If it's just violence and threats, this kind of rule is certainly not reliable, so he has other means," Bellavira rubbed his forehead. "The fallen apostle can hardly resist his will, and there is another reason, that voice Obedient. Don't you wonder why I say such important information now? "

"Crap, of course, curious," I answered immediately.

Where is the Supreme Leader of the Fallen Apostles sacred? This should have been the most important information. Even as it is now, Bellavira just told himself a "voice" but did n’t even know the other person ’s name. Nothing was known before. But in several sobers of Bellavira, she never mentioned how the leader of the fallen apostle was. I even thought that the fallen apostles were governed by a group of fallen emperors like the old empire!

We don't even know how unforgivable it is that the other party has a Supreme Commander.

But Bellavira did not tell us that this vital information must have a reason. Her spirit had returned to normal. She could not still serve the fallen when she became a spiritual apostle again.

"Because I didn't get rid of those things until recently." Bellavira sighed, but the words made me face changed: "Ah ?! Is that guy's mental strength always ..."

"Don't worry," Bellavira waved his hand. "His spiritual power did not extend to this extent, and his power seemed to be effective only on the fallen apostles completely controlled by the power of the abyss. When I was in the spirit of Sylvia When the world wakes up, the voice can no longer be heard in my mind. The "those things" I mean are a kind of spiritual suggestion ... or something more difficult to resist. The fallen apostles are also apostles. After we went crazy At least a kind of pride that is not afraid of death, so that he will not obey the orders of others because of a little threat of violence, but that guy, his mental strength has been guiding everyone, constantly weakening our resistance to that voice in our minds, Even after a period of time, you will involuntarily take obedience to the command of 'that adult' as a natural thing to breathe, which is a terrible psychological hint. And I have received this hint for a long time after I returned to self-control. I ca n’t hear that voice, but something like a seal is preventing me from remembering things related to that voice It's as if the core of the memory was deleted, which is obviously a barrier that guy put in the memory of each fallen apostle in order to prevent someone from leaking secrets. Once someone gets out of control, they will immediately forget all the secrets. I suspect that even the Now, my memory is not complete ... I can't even remember where I used to be, which is abnormal. "

"That Supreme Commander, what kind of guy might it be, don't you have any clue?"

"Sorry, although I want to help you too," Bellavira shook his head. "The only thing that is certain is that the guy is a member of the Spirit Empire, and his spirit hún fits perfectly into the spirit spiritual network of the Spirit, otherwise It is impossible for him to guide the spirit of the Apostles of the Spirit. Although our proud spiritual network has been defeated by the abyss, there has never been any regret other than that, even the gods of the stars can hardly penetrate it. There is only one suggestion I can give you: look for the emperors of the old empire, and find those emperors who are good at mind control. It is best to be a soul grabber like Sandora. Although the strength of that person is weird, it is still essentially A kind of spiritual energy, maybe ... "

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't think of who is behind the scenes," Sandora's voice suddenly sounded in the spiritual connection. She has been listening since just now, and now she suddenly said, "The old emperor and me There are only three spirit grabbers of similar strength. One of them appears in the memorial of the Literature Museum. He and 29 other siblings have turned into dust. The other is good at mental attack rather than mind control. The spiritual power of the spirit grabber is very strong. I have deeply experienced that as a spirit grabber, even if he falls into the door of the abyss, he can at least retain his self-explosive mind before going crazy, which is not difficult for me, for that Guys are the same. "

"Indeed, I remember. Yogel self-destructed before my eyes after the documentary disaster," Bella Villala sighed. "It seems that in a short time, we can't guess which old friend has changed. Become b. "

"But at least we know that the enemy that will eventually be dealt with is one, not a group." Sandola's voice was still so calm and calm, "Bella Villa, every time you wake up will surprise us."

"But I just want to eat some cake," Bellavira tried to stuff her mouth with dessert, but her eyelids had begun to fight. "Heck, enjoying life with your own will is not the same as sharing it in other people's memories. I'm here to talk to you again! "

"Actually, if you want, I asked Tavel to create a new body and separate your will ..." I looked at Bella Villa with a look of annoyance, and suddenly felt a little sympathy in my heart: a generation of leaders, now all It was compressed into a half-and-a-half meal.

"No ... use it," Bella Villa tried to swallow the food in her mouth, and looked at the handheld device that was just taken out but had no time to play, her head shaking back and forth, "In vain ... Me and Hill Via can't be separated, yawns—and one last thing ... I usually stay beside Sylvia, your power ... make me sober ... faster ... zzzzz ... "

Bella Vera lowered her head with half a pudding in her hand. I stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently. The silver-haired girl slowly raised her head, dragging a nice long voice and said, "Okay-full, Bella Vera ate a lot again-- "

2 rest, it is now 1 again.

"That--" Sylvia said slowly, looking at my eyes carefully, "does Bella Villa tell you something useful? Am I helping?"

"Of course, help." I smiled and nodded at the other side.

I've only been here a few days ago, and I wanted to see if Bellavira was awake, and if I could find some information from the other side, Sylvia became interested. She can communicate with Bella Villa in a wonderful way, but it is more troublesome to wake the latter. Bella Villa's wake-up is a spiritual burden for both of them. Always sleep to help.

"Calling Bellavira up chuáng-already the biggest thing I can do-" Sylvia said slowly, then looked at the shop and called, "No. 998-can help Does Chen pour a glass of orange juice? "

Raven 998 came to the table with a sad face: "Mother, or I'll chat with you. I really have no complaints about this world."

Sylvia reacted for half a minute: "Ah?"

"Ahem, I'll withdraw first, and you talk slowly."

After Bella Villa left, I felt that the average intelligence line in this small shop had been pulled down instantly. I stayed in it for a long time and might have adverse effects on my body and mind, so I hurriedly left and waited until I came to the door. Sylvia's voice had just sounded: "Oh-"

Leaving from Sylvia's store, Sandora and I are still talking in a spiritual connection. Every time Bella Villara wakes up, he can bring us more important information. Now it seems that in this regard It was her limited time to awaken and the limited information she could sort out. On the other hand, it was also a more important reason. The existence of a certain "spiritual cues" had made her forget many things.

However, how this spiritual suggestion gradually weakened has become a question that is somewhat questionable. There is a commander behind the fallen apostles, this should be beyond doubt, and no matter who the other person is, he cannot be a reckless husband. Based on his behavior of imposing spiritual hints on each fallen apostle, we can infer that the other is very careful in doing things cautious. So in this case, how could Belavila's spirit lock be slowly unlocked by herself?

I suspect that when Occam conspired with Belavila, he accidentally destroyed the shackles, but this was unfounded, and Sandora, who had always considered the worst of the enemy, could not accept "an accidental memory loss to the fallen apostle" "The deliberate yoke of the Supreme Commander fails", then the possible cause is the second one.

"It looks like Ajun's halo effect again." Her Majesty sighed in the spiritual connection.

"Purification?"

"According to God the Father, you are a source of information perturbation," Sandora said. "People who come in contact with you in any way can recover from the power of the abyss. Belavira's resurrection and spiritual unlocking say Uncertainty is also related to this. It would be nice if Tavel could find a technique to amplify this disturbance. "

Then I sat in the studio and read an essay poem to the enemy, sea, land, and air before the battle: "The small trumpet is broadcasting."

Sandora said it was a good prospect.

Starting from the small shop in Sylvia, it is not far from the outer military line directly to the academy area. After walking along this road for a short time, I came to a commercial street commonly known as academy road. A sudden The blue sè figure that appeared in sight caught my attention and interrupted my mind about the supreme commander of the fallen apostle.

Anyway, now that we know that the enemy has a supreme commander, it is of no practical value to us. It is impossible for our intelligence forces to penetrate deep into the fallen apostles, and let the deputies of the headquarters have a headache.

"Eh! Qi luo Nuo, still counting?"

I laughed and came to the little blue skirt girl who was squatting on the ground and shouted suddenly.

"Wow!" Qi Luo Nuo suddenly jumped up, looked at her fingers, and then suddenly gave me a look of anger and corruption, and opened her teeth and claws, "Abominable!

"What do you count? Yesterday's income?" I cheerfully looked at the swollen appearance of this icy goblin, which was really a little threatening, and then looked at the little girl behind Facade: Qi luonuo cold drink shop.

"People are counting ... count ..." Qi Lù Nuo said in an instant, the ice wings behind him slowly pulled down, and after a few seconds, the temperature around him began to drop rapidly, and the idiot leprechaun flew up at once, " Blame you! Bad guy! Hurry up and tell people what they were doing! If you ca n’t figure it out, you wo n’t be able to open today! ”

Well, you ca n’t open a business without counting it. What is the important data?

"Woohoo, why can't you even start your business if you can't figure it out?" Qi Luo Nuo asked me, and immediately squatted down on the ground even more despondently, took out the ice dumplings to draw circles.

It took me a bit of work to rejuvenate the depressed ice fairy, and out of curiosity, I made a request to visit the other shop, and unexpectedly, Qi luonuo was so welcome and almost dragged I dragged my hand into the store, and as soon as I entered the door, I was shocked.

The floor is covered with ice, the windows are covered with ice flowers, the chandelier is a foot of icicles, and there are icicles under the chairs. Large and small pieces of ice can be seen everywhere. It is a bit like a bar counter and it is even thick. The snow and ice cover can't be seen as it is. The cold in the small store is very strong, and the cold wind is bursting. Two cooling blowers are still blowing out the cold wind wrapped with snowflakes on the opposite wall. The scene in the cold drink shop is similar to the Ice Age Like, at least minus degrees!

"There are no guests!" Qi lù Nuo entered the environment with a very joyous look, bouncing into the bar, "Really, so many people said that they would like to come to the store before opening the store, why are they here?" I wo n’t come in one trip. Ah, do n’t you want sorbet? People frozen it out! This is a special product! ”

I quickly waved my hand: "Don't bother, just grab a piece from the table myself."

You opened a cold drink shop as a cafeteria!

I have to say that Qiluo Nuo refreshed my worldview once again and let herself know to what extent a fool can be a fool. According to her, no guests have been here since a few days ago. Then she lay at the door early in the morning. What exactly is numeracy calculation?

Qi lù Nuo heard my question for a moment, then suddenly stupid, and then suddenly clapped her palms: "Ha! This is the case, there are no guests, people still say, why ca n’t I count things out, I did n’t sell anything Oh!"

...... This product must be sold well, right?

Qi luonuo's cold drink shop is destined to be left unattended. I can't imagine how hot a person is to come to such a place to cool off, because you will be hard to determine who and the ice lolly will be harder in the end. And here may also be the first cold drink shop that can self-serve or even homemade food: you take a bottle of water and stand at the door for a while, and you will have cold mineral water when you go back.

Qi Lù Nuo was a child's temper. For a short while, she forgot what someone had scared her, and now she introduced me to her shop with enthusiasm, and I was watching the table intently: the crushed ice on the table There was an unlucky fly, which still maintained the attitude of soaring wings. Obviously, it was frozen at the moment when it came in.

"This is milk popsicle!"

The ice fairy put a large box on the counter, pour the liquid that has been stirred and can't see the original shape, and then rub your hands on the box to pour a lot of ice cubes from the inside. Come.

"Ah, I forgot to insert a stick in it!" Qi lù Nuo exclaimed.

I just picked up a so-called milk popsicle from the counter and threw it on the ground, and the bowl was suddenly large.

If it is not so easy to melt ~ www.readwn.com ~ In fact, this is a good building material.

An ice fairy apparently mistaken the formula of normal ice cream, and did not expect how terrible it would be to freeze ice popsicles at this ambient temperature, and still tinkering with ice cubes over there, and I suddenly felt that The pocket moved, and Ding Dong crawled out: "His, it's so cold, Ajun, let's go to the frozen continent again?"

While talking, the small thing took out a small bag and carried it on its back, and burrowed into the warmer neckline: this is to move.

I wondered maliciously, if she was thrown into the glass at this time, would it turn into an amber like the unlucky fly.

For my own health, when Ding Dong crawled to half, I got up and planned to quit. As a result, Qi Luo Nuo lifted his head from the popsicle box. The other party saw Ding Dong who was drilling into the neckline at a glance, and greeted him immediately. stand up. As mentioned before, Ding Dang and Qi Lù Nuo have become good friends, so the two idiots meet again and have a close affection. I wondered in the cold wind of minus fifteen and sixty degrees, is it a cold drink in Qi lù Nuo? It is more appropriate to open a drug store next to the store, and turn left to cure the cold, which highlights the humanistic care of urban planning. @。