Chapter 2738
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Luo Chuan feels that Yao Ziyan has been a little lazy recently, and seems to have begun to follow the life creed of "don't do unnecessary things, and keep things simple".
Could it be that he still has the aura of salted fish, the kind that even gods can influence?
Of course, Luo Chuan believed that it was his experience in the Dragon Kingdom during this period that made Yao Ziyan a little unacceptable.
It takes time to digest and understand.
After all, no matter what, Yao Ziyan was born and raised in Tianlan Continent.
To suddenly learn the truth about the world, and to remain calm as always, the ability to accept is already strong enough.
The passage to the system space appears.
Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan's disappearing figure, and looked up at the night sky again.
The stars are dotted with stars, and the stars are gorgeous.
How long has this galaxy existed?
They have existed here since ancient times, watching the changes in the world, and at the same time carrying the fantasy and sustenance of hundreds of millions of mortals.
Who made all this?
Where is she?
Yao Ziyan lay down and continued to look at the stars.
She felt sleepy and slowly closed her eyes.
A quiet, soft, and gentle atmosphere enveloped her.
Like a elder sister, but also like a mother.
...
When Luo Chuan came to the system space, what he saw was the drama that would inevitably appear every day.
Soul Lock and Hei Lin were fighting each other again.
The black mist billowed, and the limbs of insects and octopus-like arms and legs strangled and cut each other, tearing and cutting off each other.
The gray light of death radiated from the behemoth's eyeballs, and everything that passed by was completely "killed".
The figure covered in carapace was so fast that it almost penetrated the space, and every crossover carried the breath of death.
In the next second, the fighting stopped.
"boss."
Soul Lock and Hei Lin said in unison.
To be honest, Luo Chuan was very curious about how the two of them ended the battle in such a short period of time.
Speaking of which, the two have been getting along for a while, why do they still maintain this kind of routine?
Feeling uncomfortable without a fight?
Could it be that the influence of the Lord of the End also comes with the M-shaking attribute? !
Hiss... He seems to have discovered something incredible.
Of course, these are not important for now.
"Soul Lock, I have something to ask you." Luo Chuan cut straight to the point.
"Boss just say it straight." Hun Suo had completely abandoned his former identity as the Dean of the End.
Now he is a glorious origin creator.
To be precise, his former identity and past have become the inspiration and material for his creation.
In addition to his own real experience, he will also add some small artistic processing in it, so as to better allow readers to put themselves into it.
"You used to be an elf, right?" Luo Chuan asked.
Soul Lock nodded.
Nothing happened.
This is written in his book, and the boss also asked him about this before.
But under the influence of the Lord of the End, he has long lost his memory of the past.
Soul Lock was just a little curious, why the boss brought up this topic again inexplicably.
"Elves...do you have any more detailed information?" Luo Chuan continued to ask.
"Details?" Soul Lock didn't quite understand.
"It's the various branches of the elves." Luo Chuan snapped his fingers, and a large seat emerged behind him, "Don't you have a magic phone, and you should also know some news about Ke Luo. The elves are divided into forest elves, Light elves, night elves, etc., there are basically no elves who are called elves alone."
"Branches..."
Soul Lock fell into deep thought.
Hei Lin felt that he had nothing to do with him, he had been far away just now, and was condensing his broken body from the black mist.
Luo Chuan was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
After a long time, Soul Lock shook his head: "I don't know, I can't remember, what I wrote is already all."
Luo Chuan nodded to express his understanding, and at the same time mentioned another thing: "Demon Emperor, do you still remember?"
Hearing this name, Soul Lock immediately shivered.
Apparently, the Demon Emperor had left a lot of psychological shadow on him.
"Didn't the Demon Emperor leave Jiuyao City and go wandering in Tianlan Continent? Just a while ago, he found traces of elves." Luo Chuan ate potato chips and narrated casually, "Those elves are called frost elves."
Soul Lock listened quietly.
Luo Chuan explained it in detail. The demon emperor went to the endless snow field, which is the extreme northern ice field in the mouth of the frost elves, and then discovered the ice and snow continent floating in the sky.
The appearance of the lord at the end of God's Court, the first fire that ended everything, and...the appearance of the frost elves, the demon emperor, as a guest, finally boarded the Heavenly Temple that he had been chasing for a long time.
"...that's pretty much it."
Luo Chuan opened another bottle of Coca-Cola and drank half of it, which relieved his thirst a lot.
Soul Lock was silent.
It seems to be thinking, but also like a memory.
Complexion... Well, that face with obvious arthropod features basically doesn't show much expression.
Luo Chuan gave him time to think.
"How?" he asked.
Soul Lock took a deep breath, raised his head, his vertical pupils were flat, like the surface of a lake in gloomy weather, without any ripples.
"Perhaps...that is really my hometown."
"And then? What are you going to do?"
The soul lock is silent.
He looked down at himself.
Alienated and distorted body, even the soul has been completely transformed, he can't tell whether he is an elf now, or a brand new life that has nothing to do with his former self.
From the moment he chose to accept the gift of the Lord of the End, all this was already doomed.
But can the past really be let go?
Soul Lock doesn't know.
"Forget it, think for yourself." Luo Chuan stood up, waved his hand, and the seat behind him dissipated, "Anyway, I can't go there now, and I've been very busy recently, so you have a lot of time to think."
Luo Chuan left, as crisp and neat as when he came.
Blackscale has recovered.
The shape of the big eyeballs waved its tentacles, like an oversized jellyfish, but the main body was replaced by eyeballs, and each tentacles were covered with closed pupils.
"Soul lock, it seems that you are not in a good mood."
Soul lock just glanced at him coldly, without any reaction.
Now he doesn't want to fight.
"Why, what did the boss tell you just now, our great soul lock master actually cares so much, why don't you say it and let me have a good time?" Hei Lin's words were still as aggressive as ever.
Soul Lock took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to send this guy to see the Lord of the End.
"Hei Lin, I have a question for you." He kept as calm as possible.
"Mother-in-law, if you want to ask, just ask." Hei Lin disdainfully.
"...What race are you?"
"Me?" Blackscale's tentacles pointed at himself, and laughed arrogantly, "I am me, and I am a unique existence! Those humble ants have no qualifications to be compared with me!"
The soul lock closed his hearing, and he found that asking Hei Lin was a mistake.
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Luo Chuan feels that Yao Ziyan has been a little lazy recently, and seems to have begun to follow the life creed of "don't do unnecessary things, and keep things simple".
Could it be that he still has the aura of salted fish, the kind that even gods can influence?
Of course, Luo Chuan believed that it was his experience in the Dragon Kingdom during this period that made Yao Ziyan a little unacceptable.
It takes time to digest and understand.
After all, no matter what, Yao Ziyan was born and raised in Tianlan Continent.
To suddenly learn the truth about the world, and to remain calm as always, the ability to accept is already strong enough.
The passage to the system space appears.
Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan's disappearing figure, and looked up at the night sky again.
The stars are dotted with stars, and the stars are gorgeous.
How long has this galaxy existed?
They have existed here since ancient times, watching the changes in the world, and at the same time carrying the fantasy and sustenance of hundreds of millions of mortals.
Who made all this?
Where is she?
Yao Ziyan lay down and continued to look at the stars.
She felt sleepy and slowly closed her eyes.
A quiet, soft, and gentle atmosphere enveloped her.
Like a elder sister, but also like a mother.
...
When Luo Chuan came to the system space, what he saw was the drama that would inevitably appear every day.
Soul Lock and Hei Lin were fighting each other again.
The black mist billowed, and the limbs of insects and octopus-like arms and legs strangled and cut each other, tearing and cutting off each other.
The gray light of death radiated from the behemoth's eyeballs, and everything that passed by was completely "killed".
The figure covered in carapace was so fast that it almost penetrated the space, and every crossover carried the breath of death.
In the next second, the fighting stopped.
"boss."
Soul Lock and Hei Lin said in unison.
To be honest, Luo Chuan was very curious about how the two of them ended the battle in such a short period of time.
Speaking of which, the two have been getting along for a while, why do they still maintain this kind of routine?
Feeling uncomfortable without a fight?
Could it be that the influence of the Lord of the End also comes with the M-shaking attribute? !
Hiss... He seems to have discovered something incredible.
Of course, these are not important for now.
"Soul Lock, I have something to ask you." Luo Chuan cut straight to the point.
"Boss just say it straight." Hun Suo had completely abandoned his former identity as the Dean of the End.
Now he is a glorious origin creator.
To be precise, his former identity and past have become the inspiration and material for his creation.
In addition to his own real experience, he will also add some small artistic processing in it, so as to better allow readers to put themselves into it.
"You used to be an elf, right?" Luo Chuan asked.
Soul Lock nodded.
Nothing happened.
This is written in his book, and the boss also asked him about this before.
But under the influence of the Lord of the End, he has long lost his memory of the past.
Soul Lock was just a little curious, why the boss brought up this topic again inexplicably.
"Elves...do you have any more detailed information?" Luo Chuan continued to ask.
"Details?" Soul Lock didn't quite understand.
"It's the various branches of the elves." Luo Chuan snapped his fingers, and a large seat emerged behind him, "Don't you have a magic phone, and you should also know some news about Ke Luo. The elves are divided into forest elves, Light elves, night elves, etc., there are basically no elves who are called elves alone."
"Branches..."
Soul Lock fell into deep thought.
Hei Lin felt that he had nothing to do with him, he had been far away just now, and was condensing his broken body from the black mist.
Luo Chuan was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
After a long time, Soul Lock shook his head: "I don't know, I can't remember, what I wrote is already all."
Luo Chuan nodded to express his understanding, and at the same time mentioned another thing: "Demon Emperor, do you still remember?"
Hearing this name, Soul Lock immediately shivered.
Apparently, the Demon Emperor had left a lot of psychological shadow on him.
"Didn't the Demon Emperor leave Jiuyao City and go wandering in Tianlan Continent? Just a while ago, he found traces of elves." Luo Chuan ate potato chips and narrated casually, "Those elves are called frost elves."
Soul Lock listened quietly.
Luo Chuan explained it in detail. The demon emperor went to the endless snow field, which is the extreme northern ice field in the mouth of the frost elves, and then discovered the ice and snow continent floating in the sky.
The appearance of the lord at the end of God's Court, the first fire that ended everything, and...the appearance of the frost elves, the demon emperor, as a guest, finally boarded the Heavenly Temple that he had been chasing for a long time.
"...that's pretty much it."
Luo Chuan opened another bottle of Coca-Cola and drank half of it, which relieved his thirst a lot.
Soul Lock was silent.
It seems to be thinking, but also like a memory.
Complexion... Well, that face with obvious arthropod features basically doesn't show much expression.
Luo Chuan gave him time to think.
"How?" he asked.
Soul Lock took a deep breath, raised his head, his vertical pupils were flat, like the surface of a lake in gloomy weather, without any ripples.
"Perhaps...that is really my hometown."
"And then? What are you going to do?"
The soul lock is silent.
He looked down at himself.
Alienated and distorted body, even the soul has been completely transformed, he can't tell whether he is an elf now, or a brand new life that has nothing to do with his former self.
From the moment he chose to accept the gift of the Lord of the End, all this was already doomed.
But can the past really be let go?
Soul Lock doesn't know.
"Forget it, think for yourself." Luo Chuan stood up, waved his hand, and the seat behind him dissipated, "Anyway, I can't go there now, and I've been very busy recently, so you have a lot of time to think."
Luo Chuan left, as crisp and neat as when he came.
Blackscale has recovered.
The shape of the big eyeballs waved its tentacles, like an oversized jellyfish, but the main body was replaced by eyeballs, and each tentacles were covered with closed pupils.
"Soul lock, it seems that you are not in a good mood."
Soul lock just glanced at him coldly, without any reaction.
Now he doesn't want to fight.
"Why, what did the boss tell you just now, our great soul lock master actually cares so much, why don't you say it and let me have a good time?" Hei Lin's words were still as aggressive as ever.
Soul Lock took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to send this guy to see the Lord of the End.
"Hei Lin, I have a question for you." He kept as calm as possible.
"Mother-in-law, if you want to ask, just ask." Hei Lin disdainfully.
"...What race are you?"
"Me?" Blackscale's tentacles pointed at himself, and laughed arrogantly, "I am me, and I am a unique existence! Those humble ants have no qualifications to be compared with me!"
The soul lock closed his hearing, and he found that asking Hei Lin was a mistake.
Luo Chuan feels that Yao Ziyan has been a little lazy recently, and seems to have begun to follow the life creed of "don't do unnecessary things, and keep things simple". Could it be that he still has the aura of salted fish, the kind that even gods can influence? Of course, Luo Chuan believed that it was his experience in the Dragon Kingdom during this period that made Yao Ziyan a little unacceptable. It takes time to digest and understand. After all, no matter what, Yao Ziyan was born and raised in Tianlan Continent. To suddenly learn the truth about the world, and to remain calm as always, the ability to accept is already strong enough. The passage to the system space appears. Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan's disappearing figure, and looked up at the night sky again. The stars are dotted with stars, and the stars are gorgeous. How long has this galaxy existed? They have existed here since ancient times, watching the changes in the world, and at the same time carrying the fantasy and sustenance of hundreds of millions of mortals. Who made all this? Where is she? Yao Ziyan lay down and continued to look at the stars. She felt sleepy and slowly closed her eyes. A quiet, soft, and gentle atmosphere enveloped her. Like a elder sister, but also like a mother. ... When Luo Chuan came to the system space, what he saw was the drama that would inevitably appear every day. Soul Lock and Hei Lin were fighting each other again. The black mist billowed, and the limbs of insects and octopus-like arms and legs strangled and cut each other, tearing and cutting off each other. The gray light of death radiated from the behemoth's eyeballs, and everything that passed by was completely "killed". The figure covered in carapace was so fast that it almost penetrated the space, and every crossover carried the breath of death. In the next second, the fighting stopped. "boss." Soul Lock and Hei Lin said in unison. To be honest, Luo Chuan was very curious about how the two of them ended the battle in such a short period of time. Speaking of which, the two have been getting along for a while, why do they still maintain this kind of routine? Feeling uncomfortable without a fight? Could it be that the influence of the Lord of the End also comes with the M-shaking attribute? ! Hiss... He seems to have discovered something incredible. Of course, these are not important for now. "Soul Lock, I have something to ask you." Luo Chuan cut straight to the point. "Boss just say it straight." Hun Suo had completely abandoned his former identity as the Dean of the End. Now he is a glorious origin creator. To be precise, his former identity and past have become the inspiration and material for his creation. In addition to his own real experience, he will also add some small artistic processing in it, so as to better allow readers to put themselves into it. "You used to be an elf, right?" Luo Chuan asked. Soul Lock nodded. Nothing happened. This is written in his book, and the boss also asked him about this before. But under the influence of the Lord of the End, he has long lost his memory of the past. Soul Lock was just a little curious, why the boss brought up this topic again inexplicably. "Elves...do you have any more detailed information?" Luo Chuan continued to ask. "Details?" Soul Lock didn't quite understand. "It's the various branches of the elves." Luo Chuan snapped his fingers, and a large seat emerged behind him, "Don't you have a magic phone, and you should also know some news about Ke Luo. The elves are divided into forest elves, Light elves, night elves, etc., there are basically no elves who are called elves alone." "Branches..." Soul Lock fell into deep thought. Hei Lin felt that he had nothing to do with him, he had been far away just now, and was condensing his broken body from the black mist. Luo Chuan was not in a hurry and waited patiently. After a long time, Soul Lock shook his head: "I don't know, I can't remember, what I wrote is already all." Luo Chuan nodded to express his understanding, and at the same time mentioned another thing: "Demon Emperor, do you still remember?" Hearing this name, Soul Lock immediately shivered. Apparently, the Demon Emperor had left a lot of psychological shadow on him. "Didn't the Demon Emperor leave Jiuyao City and go wandering in Tianlan Continent? Just a while ago, he found traces of elves." Luo Chuan ate potato chips and narrated casually, "Those elves are called frost elves." Soul Lock listened quietly. Luo Chuan explained it in detail. The demon emperor went to the endless snow field, which is the extreme northern ice field in the mouth of the frost elves, and then discovered the ice and snow continent floating in the sky. The appearance of the lord at the end of God's Court, the first fire that ended everything, and...the appearance of the frost elves, the demon emperor, as a guest, finally boarded the Heavenly Temple that he had been chasing for a long time. "...that's pretty much it." Luo Chuan opened another bottle of Coca-Cola and drank half of it, which relieved his thirst a lot. Soul Lock was silent. It seems to be thinking, but also like a memory. Complexion... Well, that face with obvious arthropod features basically doesn't show much expression. Luo Chuan gave him time to think. "How?" he asked. Soul Lock took a deep breath, raised his head, his vertical pupils were flat, like the surface of a lake in gloomy weather, without any ripples. "Perhaps...that is really my hometown." "And then? What are you going to do?" The soul lock is silent. He looked down at himself. Alienated and distorted body, even the soul has been completely transformed, he can't tell whether he is an elf now, or a brand new life that has nothing to do with his former self. From the moment he chose to accept the gift of the Lord of the End, all this was already doomed. But can the past really be let go? Soul Lock doesn't know. "Forget it, think for yourself." Luo Chuan stood up, waved his hand, and the seat behind him dissipated, "Anyway, I can't go there now, and I've been very busy recently, so you have a lot of time to think." Luo Chuan left, as crisp and neat as when he came. Blackscale has recovered. The shape of the big eyeballs waved its tentacles, like an oversized jellyfish, but the main body was replaced by eyeballs, and each tentacles were covered with closed pupils. "Soul lock, it seems that you are not in a good mood." Soul lock just glanced at him coldly, without any reaction. Now he doesn't want to fight. "Why, what did the boss tell you just now, our great soul lock master actually cares so much, why don't you say it and let me have a good time?" Hei Lin's words were still as aggressive as ever. Soul Lock took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to send this guy to see the Lord of the End. "Hei Lin, I have a question for you." He kept as calm as possible. "Mother-in-law, if you want to ask, just ask." Hei Lin disdainfully. "...What race are you?" "Me?" Blackscale's tentacles pointed at himself, and laughed arrogantly, "I am me, and I am a unique existence! Those humble ants have no qualifications to be compared with me!" The soul lock closed his hearing, and he found that asking Hei Lin was a mistake.
