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And the whisper whispered actually answered.

"We must cherish the blessings of cooking, and destroy all who disobey the cooking. Only love can let the world survive."

The big bones have a faint sense of fear that they are bound by invisible shackles. He looked around. It was a clean iron block house. The high-quality alloy showed a beautiful blue-blue color. The ceiling reflected the soft white light on all sides. The house couldn't be said to be very Bright, but also the brightness of early spring and afternoon.

In addition to the iron bed he was on, there was also a food delivery port on the opposite wall. On the partition was a pile of delicate glass medicine bottles that had been drunk. In addition, there was a square mirror and a gray iron sink on the wall on the left hand side.

The bones stood up lightly, flew forward for a while, and rummaged through the pile of old bottles on the partition of the meal delivery port. There really was a new bottle of medicine. He unscrewed the stopper and drank it.

Immediately, he turned around and flew for a while, and stood in front of the sink. He looked at himself in the mirror. After doing all this, he remembered that he could fly, and he was a little too familiar with this place, like The same as going home.

Why is this again?

Huge bones looked at himself in the mirror, and his whole body was covered with spiritual lines. This is a form that elders only have. From the beginning, he only had some spiritual lines on his neck. Now, his entire skin has become solid. The haze-like spiritual skin is covered with dazzling tri-color tile-like light patterns, and it is beautiful like a flower.

What happened in the middle?Bone remembers that he was embarking on a journey in search of surface buildings, but at this stage, his memories are empty. He doesn't remember why he came here. The last sight he saw was from those cube buildings. White light female.

I was captured.

Shugu thought so in his heart, but there was not much excitement.On the contrary, he was calm, even indifferent, as usual.

The room he was in was sealed tightly, but with the sound of a thin air current, the bones stood on the sink for a while, turned on the faucet, and cleaned his hands with cold water.

The water stream splits and splashes on his palm. Although this body is completely spiritual, it still retains some mortal habits.

It has a keen and delicate touch, but the hot and cold touch is relatively slow, and the bones are familiar with the new self.

Time passed in this secret room like a trickle in a faucet. It seemed to be endless, without always, and there was no sudden abnormality. However, he did not panic about it. As a certain moment came, he Deep in my heart, there was an extreme anxiety, and there were some unfounded joys.

What is waiting for him, in this stagnant water cycle, there is a fixed reef waiting in place for him to pass by again, the bones look anxiously at himself in the mirror, the strange and natural beauty of his face is spiritualized by him Covered by the body, the beauty of the spirited elders is transcending the mundane and vulgar currents, and then is full of illusion, blur, divinity, and a sense of existence, full of charm.

He doesn't know why he cares about his appearance. He is a young man. Perhaps he is at an age when he pays attention to appearance. He also seems to have an appointment with his beloved girl.

The panic in the bones slowly subsided.

I don't know when, a slow ticking bell rang in the iron room, with a long "tick-da!"

The tightly-sealed wall next to the food delivery port slowly split a door, opening a hole, letting in the scenery of the corridor outside.

There was a noisy cry from outside, and the bones hurriedly walked out the door, but saw that the narrow corridor was filled with dozens of elders, and everyone talked to each other. Some were very anxious, and some were very cold and indifferent. In that way, he even saw the members of his fellow expedition: Sagaya·Lonicera Falcon, Fighting·Wind and Rain, but he didn't intend to recognize each other, despite everyone being separated by the sea.

This airtight corridor has no windows but sufficient lighting and no utensils. Just a distance away, there will be picture frames showing noodles, some are oil paintings, some are watercolors, and some are photography, all highlighting a freshness. The fragrance is rich, the color is bold and unrestrained, the contrast is full, and people are happy when they see it, and even vaguely imagine the fragrance and chewy taste, which is really exciting.

The crowd began to move to one side, presumably the door at the end of that side was open. The Bone and Flying Swallows in the forest followed their steps. It was not crowded here, and it was far from a spacious area. Slowly moving forward, he also took this opportunity to take a closer look. Look at the portrait in the corridor.

Looking at the noodles, no matter the thickness or the color, there must be two golden fried meatballs on the rim of the bowl. The texture is full, the color is mellow, and the eyes are shining like stars.This pair of meatballs is sometimes conspicuous, sometimes hiding in ordinary meatballs, even half-sinking in the soup, or hiding in the shadow of a few noodles.

The bones and the meatballs looked at each other, and suddenly he felt a sense of horror. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look any more.

Chapter 600 The Reincarnation of the Prisoner

Someone patted him on the shoulder, turned his head in amazement, but saw his second brother, a dementia patient, who is now smiling at him well, covered in spirit patterns all over, so beautiful, he is a good boy. , The only downside is that the smile on his face is a little too simple, lacking cleverness.

The suppressed emotion in Shuo Bone's heart rushed out, and he hugged his brother, "Dingzhui, are you okay?"

"Okay, elder brother." Dingzhui Linzhong Feiyan whispered, looking timid and shy.

No matter what, how can the brothers meet each other, how can they not make the spirits happy?

After the intimacy was over, they went out along the corridor to a spacious round staircase hall. The first steps were full of iron seats. The air was warm and there was a faint smell of metal oxidation.

There are many metal robots standing in the hall. Their faces are exactly the same metal masks. Their facial features are very light, not like real people. The pale yellow alloy that makes up their bodies reflects the delicate gemstone luster. They are all wearing red robes of self-cultivation. It is an embroidered image of a flying noodle monster, neat and uniform, and the combination of cold rationality and chaotic romance makes these metal people extremely terrible, like man-eating ghosts, and the spirits dare not even look at these sergeants. Don't talk about looking at them.

There is a round stained glass window in the center of the hall, but it is no longer a portrait of the noodle god, but an image painting. At the center is a pair of male and female faces, and their necks meet in one place. The hair is intertwined like roots and grows upwards into a straight, square crown tree.The faces each look towards the frame. On the round frame is a city with mountains, rivers, trees and trees, with small human figures, and all races walk leisurely everywhere.

The spirits in the hall are all men, and they all looked for seats and sat down. These iron seats are simple in shape, with a thick seat surface that touches the ground, and the back of the seat is straight and perpendicular to the seat surface. They sit up coldly and very slightly. The feet are slightly off the ground, not very comfortable.

The spirits did not speak. Under the sergeant's glance, the atmosphere was terribly cold. At some point, the flower window in the center of the hall separated from the middle, where the heads and necks met, revealing a circular elevator shaft.

A pair of flying twins flew out hand in hand, and their bodies were full of strong white light. The hall immediately became transparent. The light filled the place like sea water. Everyone could only look at the vast expanse of whiteness when they opened their eyes, and closed their eyes. There is no effect. The body of the elders of the spirits has nothing to do with flesh and blood. They can feel the strong light with their eyes closed. The skin is a bit tingling, and the light seems to be some kind of solid particles, penetrating the epidermis and infiltrating the muscles and bones.

The Geminis tasted the shallow ballads, the soft and lofty singing voices mixed with the white light of the water waves, blending and superimposing, more textured, more like a sinking lake, the spirits and consciousness of the spirits are floating in the sound and light.

Shuo Bone·Lin Zhong Feiyan was confused and lost his ability to think. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already in an empty and narrow room with a transparent ceiling. Looking across it, it was pitch black. There seemed to be a few eyes on the edge. Staring at him, he couldn't distinguish his gaze from the dark background, so the sense of oppression was heavily blocked in my heart.

The wall suddenly opened dozens of square holes, and then a dazzling air flow spewed out, not water vapor, but countless tiny white light particles hazed with indigo mist. The bones bathed in this air flow and felt immense happiness, such as An old glutton who tasted his beloved food, he almost shed tears in touch.

With such a concentration of magic energy, his thoughts were suppressed to the lowest level, so that when he discovered that the space was filled with frozen liquid nitrogen at some point, the severe stinging pain invaded.

His bones flew up and hit the glass on the ceiling violently, but each heavy hit was interpreted by the flashing symbols on the surface of the glass. He slowly lost his ability to move in the extreme cold, and liquid nitrogen filled almost two-thirds of the space. , The bones have a kind of fear of death.

At this time, the opposite side of the ceiling glass finally lit up a little bit of light, the light was on the frame, illuminating a small area, the bones hurriedly flew away, and a pity face came into view.

The bones were stunned, even if the liquid nitrogen slowly flooded his ankles, he didn't care anymore. The girl opposite was from a dream... Her real person was more beautiful than in her dream, and more natural, she opened it seemed to be affectionate. Mai, seems to be just a pair of pitiful, sympathetic eyes, with such a subtle expression, azure blue iris and golden pupils, it is indeed her!

The big bones hit the glass curtain wall, this inch apart, but so insurmountable, he looked at the dimly shimmering woman on the opposite side, and his vague mirror image on the glass, he yelled, and the woman just stared silently and silently.

She left suddenly, like a butterfly bird flying from a branch. She stood up and walked without looking back. Her steps were hurried, her bones stiffened, and there was pitch darkness in front of him again, and nothing could be seen. , Only his humble mirror image, a sad and cowardly look.

The spirits were in a low mood, their bodies fell, and they were submerged in the liquid nitrogen pool. In this closed laboratory, the clear liquid nitrogen can be illuminated at a glance, the outlines of the spirits are glowing with melancholy blue light, and the influx of magic It can be as white as a faint star point.

The bones sink to the bottom.

His body melted and turned into an essential spirit body. Those free-floating magical energy particles quietly changed the attributes of liquid nitrogen, and followed the attractiveness of the skeletal body to be absorbed by his soul.

For an unknown period of time, a pool of liquid nitrogen was exhausted, and the bones of the body reorganized on the floor, still pale skin with blue spiritual lines all over it.

He is having a nightmare again, the flickering of the spirit patterns on his body surface shows his uneasy mood. The magical energy particles wandering around are interfered by the bones of thinking, and they turn into ice blue, and even melt into ice blue ripples. , A circle of spherical ripples spread out, collided on the wall, burst into frost and fog, layer by layer, and soon, this area was piled up by thick ice, the temperature plummeted, and it was already close to minus 273 Celsius.

The ceiling opened, the sergeant came over, broke the ice layer, picked up the bones, and threw them on the forklift. The same vehicles were all the spirits of the Frost genus. Everyone took the cold from each other, and soon it froze into a big ice lump.

The sergeants will bring these spirits who have undergone extreme experiments into a coma back to the observation room.

The vitality of these spirits is very tenacious, especially before the experiment has experienced the strengthening of the will of the Gemini, so the form of existence is more stable, no matter how horrible the experiment is, it will at most make them unbearable and faint, and there are not many deaths.

When Shu Gu once again woke up from the nightmare engulfed by the noodle god, he returned to the strange and familiar place, that room, and he lost the memory of the day.

"Too painful past events will make the spirits' consciousness collapse, so their physiological mechanism will make them forget the past." This sentence is one day in the future, she said to the bones.

The bones are still undergoing extreme experiments repeatedly.

After the repeated torture of flames, electric shocks, fierce poisons, liquid nitrogen, aqua regia, and bullet rain, his spiritual patterns became colorful, covering the rose red of his talent.

Every time I dream of that woman, she is on the other side of the glass window, looking at him with compassion.

Until one day, she used her lips to say something softly to him who was throwing on the glass curtain wall. She couldn't understand her bones. It seemed that the woman just opened her lips, but not long after, she stood up in panic and hurried. Run away.

Bone full of joy, she spoke to him!