Chapter 12 I am the Zhao Chuge you miss so much!

The following days.

Zhao Chuge shuttled back and forth between Liuguang Yiting and the military factory.

When the energy in the body is gone, replenish it.

It takes a lot of time, but the strength is also increasing rapidly.

This is much more comfortable than practicing in seclusion during the War of Fertility.

at the same time.

Beloberg Lower District.

Three people, two men and one woman, gathered in a restaurant.

The waiters around them looked at these people unconsciously.

Sambo didn’t say anything yet.

The handsome dark blue boy's name is quite famous, and most people in the lower-class areas know that there is such a dirty person.

The masked young man sitting beside him.

There was an aura of nobility in his every move, and he was obviously a big shot.

There was a beautiful and sexy lady sitting beside her.

She was probably his female companion.

"You two, don't be fooled by this guy. He is a famous liar in this area."

A short man came over.

"You don't have to worry about our affairs."

The woman spoke first.

I casually took out a few Winter City Shields.

"Go aside and don't let anyone else get to us."

The short man's eyes widened.

Take him away, for fear that the other party will regret it.

"Thank you both, and I wish you a happy marriage."

As he spoke, he gave Sambo a hard look.

"Bitch, I won't forget what you kicked me last time."

The little man turned and left.

As he walked, one could see that one of his legs was obviously lame.

The woman looked at the masked man beside her and said:

"It seems that someone thinks of us as a couple, Mr. Giovanni."

Giovanni quickly waved his hand in denial.

"No, no, as a rememberer, your status is much nobler than that of a small businessman like me. I am not blessed to be with you."

"Hmm."

Black Swan is noncommittal.

Place the crystal ball on the table and keep wiping it.

She asked in a calm tone: "Sangbo, why did you kick someone's leg for nothing? You've already maimed him."

Black Swan's tone was flat.

Combined with the magnetic voice, it has a different kind of temptation.

Makes people want to get close unconsciously.

"That's because he first robbed people of their life-saving money."

Sambo blurted out subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

Why should he explain seriously when he has nothing to do?

The cold hair on his body stood up, and Sang Bo quickly said:

"They are all allies against Zhao Chuge, why bother to attack me?"

"Too."

Black Swan glanced at him.

The crystal ball in his hand kept flashing through part of Sambo's memory.

"As agreed, I will take away his memory, and you will share the rest equally."

Giovanni replied:

"That's natural. I just don't know if the plan will succeed."

"It will happen naturally."

The Black Swan's voice is extremely soft.

But it also carries an unquestionable power.

"According to prophecy, he's going to be in there for a long time."

"He is already 700 years old. If he stays for a few more years, he will definitely fall into the demon body."

Said.

She felt a soreness in her shoulders.

He straightened his body forward and placed two more balls on the table.

She held the crystal ball in front of her with a look of intoxication on her face.

"Soon, you will be mine."

In the crystal ball, a heroic face appeared.

Looking at Zhao Chuge's appearance, she felt her mouth go dry for a while.

That unique memory is absolutely wonderful.

The lilac uvula stretched out from her mouth and licked her slightly chapped lips.

A blush flashed across her face without makeup, and her long, fluffy purple hair naturally fell to her waist, giving her the feeling of a pure girl.

But.

The purple tights outline a perfect figure. Leaning the body forward, the S-shaped curve is fully exposed, and the feeling of charm arises spontaneously.

Two completely opposite temperaments combined into one.

Enhance her charm infinitely.

This scene is very tempting.

Which man would not be confused after seeing this.

However.

Sambo and Giovanni turned their heads in unison.

Not daring to look at each other.

The status of the rememberer is extremely high.

Belongs to the core members of Liuguang Yiting and is directly under the jurisdiction of the Memory Order.

Or even simply a memory messenger.

They just want to have fun, not get into trouble.

"I did it for memory, why did you attack him."

Black Swan asked.

"For fun."

The other two said in unison.

"Some time ago, the Happy Star God asked all the Masked Fools to kill him, saying that the other party wanted to kill the god."

Sambo crossed his legs and spoke in a brisk tone.

Wandering in the universe.

He prefers to see changes in human nature.

But this thing is so fun.

"A person who wants to kill a god has to beg for mercy from the other party's men to survive. It makes me happy to think about it."

Sambo put his hands on the table and leaned back.

The chair beneath me made a creaking sound, as if it was about to break in the next moment.

Giovanni smiled and turned to look at Black Swan.

"How long will it take for him to hold on? Let's go there in advance."

"I don't know, it will take a long time."

Black Swan stretched.

The graceful curves are clearly revealed.

"A crystal ball can hardly predict the other party. You still need to rely on some reasoning. Just check it every day."

Her tone was relaxed.

This plan was almost planned by her.

Including the remnants of several major star gods, they were also obtained after divination.

The whole plan can be said to be seamless.

"I don't care what happens to him, just remember to send your memories."

She took out a jar.

There is a yellow light inside.

"This is memory filling. You only need to get close to the other person's forehead to copy the memory."

With that said, Black Swan wanted to leave.

Her only interest is unique memories.

She didn't want to do such tedious work at all.

It’s best to delegate tasks to others.

"goodbye."

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

Such prophetic people are always annoying.

The black swan walked toward the deserted alley with long legs.

The messenger can travel back and forth at will using his memory.

Of course she has no problem.

"I hope Zhao Chuge can have some good memories."

Black Swan smiled slightly.

Closed his eyes.

The stars in the sky surrounded her.

Taking Yaliluo as the starting point and memory as the guidepost, we extend our consciousness to the rest of the galaxies and jump.

All this was already familiar to her.

Just when she wanted to leave.

A man suddenly appeared in the corner.

He raised his hands.

Gently hold it in the void.

For just a moment, all her abilities were blocked.

"who are you?"

Black Swan only felt an unprecedented sense of weakness.

But he still raised his neck and asked condescendingly.

The man smiled contemptuously.

"I am the Zhao Chuge you miss so much!"