Dark Blood Age

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Distant stars and angry ships filled with tension.

The third round of Weird Man's Disease Screening has started again.

Everyday, people are uncovered and disappear from sight, but everyone knows they can never come back.

Doyle, the little nobleman, stood nervously in the corner opposite Isis, watching the Unnu scrutinize secretly and coming from the scanning machine.

Its father, now hiding in Isis' residence.

The self-scanning machine searched the next room for a strange person, and in a cry, the child was forcibly pulled into the prison behind the machine.

The next moment, Iss' room is over.

Doyle was nervously almost afraid to watch. If his father was captured, then everything was over. In the fleet, only his father was alive, and he was considered a nobleman with such a slight status.

Over the years, they have handed over a number of networks, not many offenders, a bunch of enemies, once the father is destroyed, the network will not save it, and the enemy will not let it go, it will not last three months!

All that matters is Isis, who was given this opportunity by God, and Isis is back, back when he and his father were most critical, most desperate.

Though Ith's condition was just as frightening to his heart, he had no choice.

Scanning the machine coldly into Iss' doorway on its own seems no different than checking other rooms, which makes Doyle cold.

Still can't do it?

It was somewhat desperate, imagining the brutality of the moment when the father was dragged out.

But then it was surprised to find that the self-propelled machine didn't stop, it jumped over and didn't check Iss' room!

The Wrath Man has honored YES! Gods!

Doyle got excited and his father's life was saved.

At this time, the old Shihan, restless in the room, sighed heavily and offered a deep salute to Issue: "I will certainly give my full thanks for saving my life, Issue Assistant. ”

Ith hastily said, "My lord, if you can help me, I should be the one to thank. ”

Old Shihan seems to be flattered and hurried: “Don't dare call my lord. Just call me old Shihan as your assistant. I will do my best about you. ”

But Isis is still very polite: “Please, my lord, but not in such a hurry until the wind passes. ”

Nor does Lao Shihan want to take the risk to help Isis enter the illegal zone now, so he gently turns two sentences and says yes, then turns the subject to his own strange illness:

“I don't know which god I bumped into. The disease came unbelievably, it didn't hurt, it didn't itch, it could eat, it couldn't sleep, it didn't infect. Otherwise, Doyle would have gotten it. I don't know why the Wrath Man cleaned us up and destroyed us. ”

Isis also said something strange: "When did you get this disease? No symptoms at all? ”

Old Shihan sighed: “Not long before you came back, it's not without any signs. Sometimes I feel like I have something else or something is wrong in my body, but it's not obvious. I just occasionally feel that something is spying on you. It may be a self-hallucination. Normally I can't find it. I don't know how the Wu Fu people discovered it, and lately I don't even have this feeling, it's completely the same as a normal person. ”

Isis added: "Did anyone die of illness? ”

Old Shi Hanlian shook his head continuously: “No, I have never heard of it. All the dead died in the hands of the Wrath Man. I have not heard of a strangely sick man who died himself. ”

Though Iles had been a captain, his insights were limited, and naturally he didn't know what was going on. After a few words of comfort, the two had nothing to talk about.

Old Shihan is still afraid to go out at this moment. If he is hit by a self-scanning machine again, he will die too unjustly. He intends to rely on Yisu for a few days. He will never go out.

At first glance, Itsu had a mind, but old Shihan was not sure what it was, entering the illegal zone might have something to do with confronting the Angry Man, but Itsu was famous for confronting the Angry Man, and all the senior people on and off the ship knew that Itsu himself must know, and he felt that it should not be bothered by this matter.

Then there was only one other thing left, which Doyle discovered accidentally, and then asked to clarify the context of the dragon.

But he didn't dare say it out of the blue, so he pretended to float to one side of the room and looked up “unintentionally" and hung a lamp on the wall, “Wow," he said: "The assistant is not a person who understands art, and this lamp is worth at least two hundred slaves if it's still on the mainland. ”

Isaac smiled with a smile. This lamp was not worth the price of two hundred slaves back then, and Shihan was merely complaining about it.

Opinions didn't react much, Old Shihan further probed: “I don't know if it was brought by the assistant himself or from whom? ”

When this sentence came out, Iss' face really changed a bit, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, but finally, he smiled openly, but did not speak.

Old Simon sees countless people, and deliberately observes the look on the face of Isis. The change in the look of Isis falls into his eyes, so he no longer tries to probe, and does not move the magical tunnel:

“Italian assistant, I heard that you used to have direct access to the honorable room. We used to bet every day how the honorable room must be. Now the bet is still there. Some say it must be very rich. Some say it must be extremely luxurious. Others fear that even the ground is made up of the most expensive skins. Everyday we must eat a precious crown of white silk beast only in Heavenly Wings. Others say that the honorable slave must be tens of thousands, and the maid is even more beautiful as a cloud...”

It said half a day, how the man gambled, how the man said, not how he gambled himself.

Isis lost his laugh: “There's no such thing as exaggerated, honorable room. There's no second thing except an information desk. It used to be easier to eat. It's standard aerospace food. As for slaves and maids, I really don't know where it came from. Anyway, I haven't seen any of it. ”

Old Shihan first was a stunner, it was a real stunner, totally unbelievable look, but it immediately covered up well, the look on his face changed wonderfully at that moment, from stunner to a look I knew I would have sighed with empathy:

“That's true, I told you that God is a diligent man. He will never be as impoverished as those idiots say, but he should be able to imagine with his knees. Are people like God the ones they can imagine? ”

Isis smiled: “Nor is there, and the lord is very angry, and usually, he is no different from the others. ”

Old Shihan Lian said: "Yes, yes, or the Italian assistant knows the lord. Well, we finally have an authoritative answer to these gambling promises. Looks like I'm going to win a lot of money. The Italian assistant also thanks you for your advice. In a few days, Doyle will definitely send half of the gambling money to thank you. Please don't make any excuses. ”

Italian beamed a little, it's been a long time at the bottom, but I didn't think there was such a way of bribing, it's not stupid, I know that old Shihan or gambled, it must be how luxurious he is, how many slaves he has, how many waitresses he has... it will never be any diligence.

However, Isis did not refuse this time. In order to save General Chen's life and find a place to store his body, he must spend money and spend a lot of money, which will be a long and difficult task.

Opinion was just surprised, didn't refuse, old Shihan completely relieved, otherwise he really didn't know how to ask Opinion to take it in for a few more days.

At the same time, it is hidden in its heart: “The underground woman Doyle spoke of...”

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In a coffin in the secret of the fleet, several voices finally calmed down again.

“If you keep fighting like this, you can't do anything about it.” The majestic voice starts with: “Let's all work together to break through a gap. ”

The childish voice immediately agreed: "Agreed, you're all crowded here. It's crowded! ”

The ice-cold eye also said, "Yes. ”

So stupid and rushed to prove that he existed, but he seemed serious: "I have to think about it. ”

“Three to one, through!” The majestic voice simply ignored it and declared directly.

So dumb and rushed, “Wait, there are still little stones that haven't made a statement? ”

The childish voice said: "It does not speak, even if it abstains. ”

So dumb and sighing: "Poor little stone. Poor thing to say. ”

There was a convergence of opinions and several voices impacted the coffin, but they were surprised to find the coffin more secure than the previous one, apparently infused with blockaded energy in this period of time.

But these voices are extraordinary: one shock, one failure, one more fierce shock.

If left out of the coffin, it would have been an extinction view of the earth shaking the mountains, but the coffin was not tattooed until the last moment, when it was barely swept away from a weak area almost impenetrable.

The majestic voice tried first, did not go in the past, then the cold eyes, also failed, the naive voice would not leave, it agreed to cooperate, just to let others leave.

Finally, so stupid to try and “wear” past!

But it just passed, the weak zone hasn't disappeared, and ran back, "Me, I'll go out and check on you for a while, and then I'll come back and check on you. ”

The voice of repression just said: "Wait for a while. ”

It “drilled” out again while the weak zone was about to disappear.

As soon as he got outside, he shouted "Oops”: “Who's so hideous that he didn't get anything that I painstakingly copied...”

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Third more.

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