Thriller Paradise

Chapter 716: Harem Chapter Nineteen

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"Hahahahahaha!" Feng Bujue also laughed, even more madly than the other party, "I thought you were going to say something... you want to fight, right? Let me tell you... the four of us want to kill you, it's simply It's a sure thing."

"So, I'm not going to fight you." Ji Yanlong replied calmly.

"Huh?" Brother Jue was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

When he realized what the other party meant, Ji Yanlong disappeared in a flash...

"Oops... I got tricked..." The next second, Feng Bujuexu raised his eyes and said in a slightly embarrassed tone.

"What's wrong?" Xu Huaishang asked.

"We..." Before Brother Jue could answer, Ruoyu continued, "... probably locked up here."

"What?" Huajian said in surprise, "No way? Can't you get out?"

"Yeah, I can't get out." Feng Bujue answered.

"Why?" Hua Jian asked puzzled.

Feng Bujue sighed, walked a few steps and said: "Well... To answer this question, we still have to start with the basic content of this book..."

"Oh..." As soon as I heard that my brother was about to start explaining, the three beauties stood still, holding their left hands across their chests and resting their chins with their right hands, entering a state of "listening to a class".

"The Heavenly Book can be roughly divided into three parts." Feng Bujue said, "The first part is Fu Ziche's notes..."

"Hey, wait, wait... Who is this assistant?" Hua Jian asked.

"Ha! I don't even know Fu Ziche." Feng Bujue laughed dryly, and continued, "As the saying goes - be lonely and compassionate to the world, and make friends to be heroes. The scholar has a plan in his chest, and he can retreat a million soldiers... refers to Fu Ziche."

"If you say it, you don't say it..." Xu Huaishang commented.

"Actually... you really don't need to ask such detailed questions..." Ruoyu sighed softly, "This is nothing more than tempting him to keep telling him some new settings and knowledge that have nothing to do with us..."

Hearing Ruoyu's complaints, Brother Jue tilted his head, and continued: "Okay, let me be brief... In short, Fu Ziche is a descendant of a down-and-out nobleman during the three-family division, and later became a A member of the Mo sect." Feng Bujue said, "His notes include organ thaumaturgy, ghost valley tactics, Mohist thought, etc... This part is the main content of the bamboo slips in the book of heaven."

After a pause for a few seconds, Brother Jue said again: "Let's talk about the second part of the Book of Heaven... that is the Cuban Shu Armor Art recorded in the Bashu script, and it is also a kind of black technology." Speaking of this, he Stretching, "As for the third part... well... it should be a piece of purple bamboo, and its text is written in ancient Xia Dynasty characters, which is a formula. To put it bluntly... that bamboo piece is equivalent to 'transmission door', and the mantra is 'key'. Now the person who has the key has left and closed the door from the outside..." His eyes swept over the faces of the three teammates, "...of course we can't get out. "

"Okay..." Huajian then asked, "Then what should we do next?"

"Wait." Feng Bujue said, "It's impossible for Ji Yanlong to imprison us forever. When she figures out how to deal with us, she will definitely come in again."

"I think...she might bring a group of men in, kill you, and then force the three of us into the harem." Xu Huaishang continued half-jokingly.

"No...she should kill me and Wujue together." Ruoyu corrected, "The general Su told us...their city lord only likes young girls and is not good at wives. I didn't realize that I was the wife of the hostess just now. , the way Ji Yanlong looked at me changed... as if she lost all interest in an instant."

"That's easy." Feng Bujue was happy when he heard the words, "When they came in, I said, we were idle and bored just now, and the four of us [beep-] together, so they will have nothing to do .”

Obviously, Brother Jue's words of death can only be answered by...

"You hurry up and die..."

"I called the police..."

"Next month's manuscript fee will be halved..."

...

At dusk, in the inn.

"It's done." Root sat up from the bed and opened his eyes.

"It's taking longer than expected..." Twenty-Three was still sitting at the table, not moving at all.

"Because part of the code rewritten by you is mixed in, my workload has doubled." Root replied coldly.

"Oh... Blame me?" Twenty-three turned his head and smiled charmingly at Lute.

Root felt a little puzzled by Twenty-Three's joking response, and she read: "In this situation, your choice of demeanor and tone seems a bit inappropriate..."

"That part of the data is no longer in my calculation process." Twenty-three replied, "I said that my character module evolution rate is very likely to be the highest in the entire horror park. I don't need to go through calculations... or Say 'think'... to choose the expression, the tone; I just have to do it by 'feeling'."

"Okay..." Lute responded, and said again, "So... Feng Bujue, what happened to them? Haven't come back for so long, what happened?"

"Ask me why?" Twenty-three replied with a half-smile.

"Seriously, twenty-three, you and I are derivatives, is it necessary to talk like this?" Root asked back.

Indeed, both of them knew everything that had happened in the previous few hours. While Root was busy closing the sandbox, Twenty-Three was not idle... She seemed to be sitting still, but she was actually repairing her own damaged data. In addition... she never stopped tracking Jue Ge remotely.

"Okay~ It's okay to tell you." Twenty-three turned his head and continued, "But you have to answer my question first."

"What?" Lute still spoke like a robot.

"What is the relationship between you and Feng Bujue?" Twenty-three said.

"Partner." Root replied almost without thinking.

"You care about him so much and trust him..." Twenty-three said, "He is in your heart... just a partner?"

After hearing this, Root was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "First of all, I don't have a 'heart'. From a biological point of view, I don't have that organ, and from a philosophical point of view, I don't have that mind." She stood Get up, "Secondly, let me remind you... your so-called 'care and trust'... on the side of our derivatives, it is collectively called 'authority'. Yes, I gave Feng Bujue very high interaction authority, because My logic circuit judges...he is a user who meets the standard of this level." As she spoke, she had already walked to Twenty-Three's side, "Finally...although I think this is nonsense, but I think it's okay to say it—two Thirteen, do you still remember... that you are a derivative? Or do you think... that you have become something else?" R1152

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