MTL - Trafford’s Trading Club-Chapter 2864 spectacle

  Chapter 2864 Situation

   "Customer, the signature side dish you want." The clerk... who is also the other owner of the small shop, brought up a plate of hot dishes at this time, and greeted him thoughtfully.

   "Excuse me, is there anything else I need?"

  Master Luo said: "Please prepare one more food for me."

  The owner of the small shop said in amazement: "Is it because these dishes are not to your liking?"

   "No." Mr. Luo smiled and said, "I still have friends who will come over later."

"OK!"

   Bang Dang... the sound of something falling to the ground.

  I saw the green-haired girl looking at the tableware on the ground with a blank and bewildered expression.

   "I'll prepare a new one right away." The shop owner hurriedly picked up the things on the ground, "Let me clean it up."

  The green-haired girl made an ah-ah sound, as if she wanted to say... wanted to express something, the owner of the small shop looked at it suspiciously, but didn't ask further.

  But these guests do seem quite strange... After the shop owner picked up the tableware, he bowed his head and walked away quickly.

   "Learn how to use it." Mr. Luo looked at the green-haired girl at this time, "Don't be nervous, don't worry, although the physical defect is still incurable, at least it won't only have a few days of life."

  The girl listened and watched with a half understanding.

  Master Luo chuckled, "[Xia Ji]."

  The beautiful girl puppet figure understood instantly, and then directly grabbed the green-haired girl's hand and taught her how to use the tableware... It is like a mold of her, and it is like a relative to her.

  Master Luo looked at this scene with interest, "It's like a pair of twins."

   "Master." The maid lady handed the tablet to Mr. Luo at this time, "This is all the data deciphered from the [Clean Bottle]."

  There are many, and they are very complicated... Mr. Luo believes that the maid must have simplified it before showing it to him. He watched patiently—most of the data in it were about the green-haired girl.

  In other words, it is an individual similar to the green-haired girl—in the special secret room leading to the secret passage of the greenhouse palace, there are many created individuals.

   "Why did you do this." Mr. Luo asked curiously.

  The maid thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's for collecting data."

"data?"

The maid said again: "When the real body cannot be treated with certainty, it is more effective to use a clone that is nearly identical to conduct clinical trials... This is probably a lesion that even [Clean Bottle] finds troublesome. "

   "That is to say, are they all serving for the sake of authenticity?" Mr. Luo looked at the green-haired girl who seemed to be babbling, thinking thoughtfully, "Since they are clones, why do you describe them as almost identical."

"This lesion is a bit special." The maid muttered: "It seems that every clone will produce an alternative variant, not only cannot be completely the same as the original, but there are subtle differences between the clones... Maybe, I need a copy of the original. Only samples can be judged more accurately.”

   "Eat now." Mr. Luo picked up the steamed stuffed bun and placed it in front of the maid.

At this time, the green-haired girl was already able to use chopsticks proficiently... The girl's learning ability was quite excellent—then, the girl followed Mr. Luo's appearance and picked up a bun, but it was placed in [Xia Ji]'s before.

   "I don't need to eat." [Xia Ji] said expressionlessly.

   "Five... um... I... me?" The green-haired girl tried a little bit and said, "Use...use... 呲...eat, something."

   "Bai Zhi." Mr. Luo said suddenly.

   "Blank paper?" The green-haired girl repeated.

   "Name." Mr. Luo chuckled, "I just thought of it, it suits your name... If you like it, you can use this name temporarily."

   "Like it?" The girl tilted her head, seemingly puzzled.

  Seeing that Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes, while the maid was concentrating on studying the data of [Clean Bottle], he suddenly raised her palm and kissed it lightly, "I like it."

   "Aiya." The maid was naturally happy in her heart.

  The girl subconsciously looked at 【Xia Ji】...【Xia Ji】hand.

   Not knowing whether it was intentional or defensive, [Xia Ji] immediately lowered his hands, and at the same time, [Xia Ji]'s eyes projected a light screen.

  On the screen, a red apple flashed directly.

   "Apple." [Xia Ji] said directly—the image teaching started.

"apple."

  The image has changed again.

   "Sydney."

   "Sydney."

  The image continues to change into strange fruits...As for why [Xia Ji] has these functions, Mr. Luo can only think in the direction that it is essentially a household puppet.

   Pretty normal, isn't it?

   But suddenly it became abnormal.

"enemy!"

"enemy…"

  On the image projected by [Xia Ji]'s eyes, a woman surnamed Long suddenly appeared, and it even repeated, "enemy."

   "Enemy!" The green-haired girl became more and more fluent.

  Master Luo glanced at the maid, who was eating hot steamed buns in small bites, as if nothing had happened... Hey?

  …

  …

   Dazed...even at a loss.

"it turns out…"

  When a huge capital city appeared in front of him, Lu Zixuan suffered such a huge impact that he lost the ability to think for a while—similarly, the lizard man Zewa also looked like this.

  As the younger generation, without experiencing the glory of the three tribes hundreds of years ago, how could it know the secret of [Red King Mausoleum]?

  It was all mentioned by the elders in the clan, and there was a mouthful and a piecemeal mention.

  Only [Yu Clan] has a more complete inheritance.

   "[Clean bottle]... is it really hidden here?" Lu Zixuan was thinking about the magic weapon that could cure all injuries, and the only thing in his heart was to find this magic weapon.

  Zewa was poisoned by Lu Zixuan, so the feeling that his life is in the hands of others is not good... But it can't answer this question, and it can't let Lu Zixuan see the clue.

   "This is the guidance of the ancestors." Zewa said without changing his face: "You don't have to believe me, but you can't doubt the will of the red princess, the princess' token!"

  Lu Zixuan sneered and said, "You still hide such an important token in your nails."

   "If you are afraid, just stay here by yourself!" Zewa snorted coldly, and strode towards the gate of the huge capital city.

  Lu Zixuan frowned, and there was no way to turn back, it seemed that there was only one way to go to the dark... He walked a few steps quickly and caught up with Zewa.

  Although the capital city is huge, its surroundings are dim. Against this background, the whole city has a sense of dilapidation—the walls and gates are mottled and damp, the streets are full of dust, and the only sound is the sound of wind wandering around the corners.

  Lu Zixuan swallowed subconsciously, and seemed to see something shaking in the dimness!

  His heart skipped a beat, and after a closer look, he realized that it was just a tattered flag that was being shaken by the wind.

  ...Like a banner used by a small shop to attract customers.

  He looked in subconsciously, and he could vaguely see quite old-fashioned stoves and rotten steamers... Lu Zixuan subconsciously walked into this small shop.

"What are you doing?"

  Zewa's voice suddenly came, and Lu Zixuan's footsteps stopped on the entrance steps.

   "Did you find something?" Zewa asked slightly urging.

"No...it's nothing." Lu Zixuan shook his head, and stepped back from the steps of the shop, "Go ahead, if the [Clean Bottle] is really here, it must be placed in an important place. I think the layout of the capital is anyway. , if nothing goes wrong, a place like the City Lord's Mansion must be at the center of the establishment."

   Zewa nodded, and was about to say something, but his eyes were fixed.

  Lu Zixuan was keenly aware of Zewa's change.

   "There is a smell of blood." Zewa suddenly landed his hands on the ground, his limbs moved at full speed, and sprinted forward, "What comes from here... is the **** smell of your aliens!"

  Lu Zixuan's face changed slightly, alien...human race?

  Who will it be?

  …

  A figure flashed away quickly, and soon secretly walked into an abandoned mansion... However, the moment he entered the door, the figure disappeared.

   Looking from the front door, the mansion is still desolate.

  However, when you pull in, when you actually enter the mansion, it seems to penetrate a layer of light and shadow... The desolate mansion looks slightly different.

   It is still desolate, but there are many people... many injured and sluggish people.

   Brocade clothes.

   "My lord, the spy is back."

  Ding Xiu walked eagerly into the living room... Yuhuatian sat here, in the seat of the master, resting his forehead, closing his eyes to maintain his health.

  The lord of brocade clothes had gauze wrapped around his left palm, and the cloak he was used to wearing was no longer on his body.

  He didn't open his eyes.

   "The city has been circled, and there is not a single living thing found." Ding Xiu took a deep breath at this time, with a faint look of pain on his face.

He was wounded, and gauze was wrapped around his chest. If it weren't for the high-grade medicine used by Jinyi, he might have to lie down at the moment—but the wound that has just healed swings a lot, and it may explode .

   "A dead city." Yu Huatian rubbed the center of his brows lightly, "There is an empty city hidden in [Red King's Tomb]. Is this a breakthrough discovery in the history of [Red King's Tomb]?"

   "If those masters were here, I'm afraid I'd be very happy." Ding Xiu said in a bitter way: "My lord, what should we do next?"

"The structural map of [Red King Mausoleum] has been seen by the Sa family." Yu Huatian pondered: "If there is nothing wrong with the structural map, this is the central location we were looking for at the beginning, but the Sa family never thought that it would be an empty city... There must be something hidden here."

  They also just arrived in this deserted place, and they settled temporarily, so naturally they didn't know anything about it.

  Ding Xiu thought for a while and said, "My lord, do you think... Mr. Luo, has something unexpected happened?"

After the passage was cut off, the team that came out this time has lost contact with each other... On Yuhuatian's side, he fell into a place with many strange creatures with full five eyes, and was almost killed by that terrifying creature. eat up.

  If Yuhuatian hadn't woken up immediately and made a violent escape, I'm afraid everyone would have become the scum of the five-eyed worm's intestines by this time.

  Ding Xiu was still afraid after thinking about it.

   "It's useless to assume." Yu Huatian waved his hand, "This will only affect the mood of Sajia. It will come sooner or later, and if it doesn't come... that's it."

   "My lord said so!"

   "Stop flattering." Yu Huatian gave Ding Xiu a bad look, "How many of us are left here?"

  Ding Xiu hurriedly said: "Except for the serious injuries and unable to move, there are sixty-three people left, of which thirty-seven are slightly injured."

   "This combat strength is less than one-fifth of what it was before going out." Yu Huatian frowned, then opened his palm, and threw a gorgeous brocade box directly to Ding Xiu.

  The brocade box is opened, the aura is low, and it is full of high-end panacea.

   "The imperial court does not raise hungry soldiers." Yu Huatian said indifferently: "As long as you follow the Sajia people wholeheartedly, the Sajia will not treat you badly... Let's divide it up. It counts as much as you can save. The Sajia wants you to restore your combat power as soon as possible."

   "Thank you, my lord!"

   "Retire." Yu Huatian waved his hand.

  Ding Xiu lowered his head and held the brocade box and backed away in a straight line... until he went out and closed the door.

  In the huge hall, there are candles flickering. This mansion was obviously quite prominent in the past, and the grandeur of the past can even be vaguely seen in the hall.

  A dagger with the engraving of the evil ghost's skull shot out from Yuhuatian's left eye.

  The dagger is no more than a foot long, suspended vertically, and rotates slowly. The name of the sword is [Abi].

   Staring at the little sword at this time, Yu Huatian fell into deep thought, "It's more active."

  Suddenly, a strange red thread appeared on the blade of the small sword... Growing in the void, the strange red thread radiated in the air, infecting Yuhuatian's face little by little.

  Yu Huatian snorted coldly, but the fierce saber intent cut off the strange red thread one by one... The red thread shrank reluctantly, and finally retracted along the blade.

  Yu Huatian's face was gloomy at this time, "You are getting more and more presumptuous."

  The little sword groaned softly, and immediately turned into a beam of blood, which shot directly into Yu Huatian's left eye... In an instant, Yu Huatian's left eye shed blood and tears.

  He subconsciously covered his bleeding eyes, and his right eye gradually became darker.

  The name of the sword [Abi] seems to mean [Abi Hell]. The name is not a good sword, it is a magic sword, a trick sword—but so far, Yuhuatian does not know the origin of the sword [Abi].

   I don’t know, I really don’t know.

  Because, the [Abi] sword suddenly appeared on him, so far, Yuhuatian has no memory of how to get it...

   "My... my lord! my lord! Please come out and see!"

   At this moment, Ding Xiu's anxious cry came from outside the house.

  Yu Huatian frowned, and put his palm down from his face. The blood and tears from his left eye flowed back little by little... The **** red left eye has returned to its original appearance.

  The door of the hall opened without wind, and the Lord in Brocade Cloth walked out slowly.

  I saw a group of brocade clothes gathered in the courtyard at this time, looking anxious... A ray of golden light was approaching from far away, shining on this dead city.

  It seems as if the sun rises, and the brilliant light moves, driving away the darkness, mottled, and desolate... When the light shines on the mansion, the damaged courtyard walls are brand new.

  The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are full of vitality, and the fish are swimming in the ornamental pond, and the patterns on the steps are clearly visible.

  Yuhuatian couldn't help being shocked.

   Bang Dang... Click!

  The sound of something falling to the ground and shattering suddenly resounded, causing all the Jinyis to instinctively look for the sound.

  I saw a woman in palace attire appearing in the long corridor with a face of horror at this time, looking at Jin Yi and his party in fear... The teapot that was overturned on the ground was obviously the teapot she was holding.

   "Woman?" Yu Huatian's lips parted slightly.

  I saw the woman in palace attire suddenly screamed at this moment... Seeing this, Ding Xiu rushed over without saying a word, and knocked the woman unconscious with his palm.

   "You... who are you, why did you break into my house!"

   At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared on the balcony upstairs of the mansion, full of anger.

Yu Huatian frowned, and the surrounding Jinyi felt very strange to the middle-aged man's shout... They seemed to understand, but they didn't seem to understand, but they could guess what the middle-aged man said what.

  Only Yu Huatian, the lord of brocade clothes, was shocked.

  Because what the owner of the mansion said...is an ancient language of the Alliance, at least it was pronounced before the Middle Ages!

   "Get out!" The middle-aged man roared angrily.

  Ding Xiu subconsciously looked at Yuhuatian.

  Yu Huatian swept his spiritual thoughts, and said directly: "Three people upstairs, seven people in the backyard, five people in the east wing, three people in the west wing... Thirty breaths! Live!"

"Yes!"

  In an instant, with Ding Xiu as the main one, the brocade clothes of the crowd were scattered in an instant...

  …

  …

  In the darkness, it walked anxiously in the deserted and dilapidated streets—as if there was no day and night.

  How can there be day and night in such a place where the sun is not visible?

  The only light source seems to be the shimmering light from the token worn on his chest... Priest Qila walked forward cautiously.

  Whether it is the ancient legends of the family, or the family tree secrets of the descendants of the Red Princess... it seems that there is no mention of the pure existence of this huge capital.

  But it really exists—it’s in the [Red King’s Mausoleum].

   Priest Qila prayed secretly in his heart...On the empty street, something seemed to pass by quickly...a person.

  One... Wenduo!

   Priest Qila's face changed drastically in an instant. It was willing to meet anyone, but it instinctively didn't want to see this rude alien—but he...but why is he here?

   Wen Duo's figure flashed past and walked into another street.

   Priest Qila hesitated, instinctively wanting to keep away from this alien male who made him endlessly miserable...but he walked forward uncontrollably.

  It quickly chased after it, but Wen Duo in front moved like a ghost...in this square, maze of empty streets.

   Priest Qila felt more and more uneasy... At this moment, a golden light fell from the sky, and Qila was instantly swallowed by the golden light.

  It closed its eyes in horror, but it didn't feel any pain... only heard an extremely noisy voice suddenly coming from its ears.

  Qila opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw the streets bustling with people and aliens... The entire empty city was full of prosperity at this time.

It rubbed its eyes in disbelief, but its body was bumped by a hurrying pedestrian... It stood in the middle of the street, and the carts passing by passed by, and Priest Qila had to hide under the eaves in a hurry before he realized it. breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Kira!!"

  The moment the heartstrings just let go, a cold and angry roar suddenly sounded.

  On the opposite side of the street, on the other side of the endless crowd, there is a pair of red eyes staring at it... Zewa!

   "Zeva!" Qila's face brightened, and he instinctively wanted to rush to the past.

  Seeing that Zewa jumped up at this moment, with sharp claws on his palm, "Bitch! Die!"

  Furious, Zewa ran away, and Lu Zixuan couldn't stop him - besides, he didn't intend to stop it, because Dr. Lu had already been stunned by the wonders of the city, and his mind went blank.

   This city came alive in an instant!

   "Not an illusion..."

boom-! !

  The lizard man Zewa landed on the ground, and his sharp claws instantly tore apart a house. Pedestrians on the road stopped in shock.

  Amidst the chaos, Priest Qila rolled out, appearing in a state of distress...but Zewa with red eyes attacked again, "Shameless bitch! Traitor!"

   "No, Zewa, listen to me, it's not what you think..."

   "Only with your blood can I wash away my humiliation!"

Priest Qila was terrified, gritted his teeth, lay on all fours on the ground, and quickly fled among the passers-by on the road—after the city [lived], there were a large number of aliens and aliens mixed in, and the smell was extremely messy, but it could be well Hide your breath.

   "Don't run away!"

But how could Zewa let it go, every time he thought of being framed by Lu Zixuan, constantly cutting his body, enduring inhuman torture, but still keeping secrets, worrying about his companions, Qila actually faced it, Zewa was crying blood in his heart when he seduced this alien male in an unsightly way!

  —Kira didn't wrap her tail around me!

  Flying around on the long street, fleeing and chasing, causing screams and screams... At this time, on a tall building in Dacheng, a figure looked expressionlessly at the commotion on the ground.

  His eyes were cloudy and he was motionless, but there was a child with a strange smile on his shoulder.

  The child patted his palms lightly, as if he was overjoyed...

  (end of this chapter)