The apartment was quiet.

So the soundtrack of the movie became noisy, and the unelegant voices became clearer.

Jing Jiu avoided Zhao Layue's sight and turned his head to look at Xue Ji on the other end of the soft chair and said, "I've seen this movie..."

He then added: "I watched it with Teacher Eve."

Yes, this is the space pirate film he and Eve watched in the cinema in Kiriyama, but Eve left before she finished watching it.

He subconsciously didn't want to talk to Zhao Layue, and wanted to avoid her.

Xue Ji was right, he just didn't want to wake up.

Zhao Layue became even more angry and said with a blank expression: "I know who Eve is."

Xue Ji will definitely not participate in this conversation. Ada and Hanchan don’t have the courage. Huaxi was frozen in the ice... Jing Jiu couldn’t find any helper.

The apartment was quieter, as if waiting for someone to speak out.

He had no choice but to say, "Is she? She is a good person."

"I'm not a good person, so I'll just give you a day."

After Zhao Layue said this, she sat on a soft chair, crossed her legs, closed her eyes and started to rest.

Jing Jiu retreated to the distance with some anxiety, leaned back, looked at Xue Ji carefully, and wanted to ask her who the ferocious short-haired girl was.

Xue Ji's dark eyes rolled around, and after thinking about it, she felt that the matter was going to be solved anyway, so she gave up the idea of ​​helping him.

Time walks slowly, and the tranquility in the apartment seems to be stacked up with time, as if it is dead silent.

Ada felt very bored, so he jumped to the table against the wall, approached the three-dimensional frame, looked at the yellow cat that seemed to be alive inside, and meowed softly.

The chilling cicada was on its head, rubbing its armor with a silent high-speed frequency, and seemed very excited when she said something to Ada.

I don’t know how long it took, but the street outside the window suddenly lit up.

There was no sign, like someone pressed the switch above the street and turned on a particularly bright headlight.

That headlight is the sun.

Every day, only when the stars move directly above the crack can the world underground illuminate far away and be seen by the people here.

And the process will end soon.

The sunlight is only a very short time.

The people in the underground block have long been accustomed to the feeling of hope reappearing and then suddenly shattering, and they have not even looked into the sky.

Only the military and police who were transferred from above to support him subconsciously squinted their eyes and looked into the sky.

Zhao Luyue opened her eyes and walked to the window and looked into the sky.

That ray of light is like a wellhead.

People stood at the bottom of the well and looked there.

The light quickly disappeared, as if someone had covered a stone slab at the wellhead.

She turned around and walked back to the soft chair, reached out to touch Jing Jiu's face, and said, "What a fool."

It is indeed a bit difficult to wake up at this time. As long as his consciousness begins to move as usual, the program hidden in his consciousness, that is, the Xinchengtian Sword, will begin to erode his soul, trying to gain control of his body in the shortest time.

Jing Jiu has a powerful will and soul strength that is extremely rare in this universe, so this is not a moment, it will be a long process.

This process is very painful and he can't bear it, and in the end he can't solve the problem.

He felt the thin calluses and slight coolness on Zhao Luyue's fingers, and felt a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and looked at Xue Ji again, wanting to ask for help.

Fortunately, Zhao quickly took his hand back.

She walked up to Xue Ji and asked seriously: "Is there no other way except to turn him into an idiot?"

Xue Ji stretched out her round little hand and said that she could beat him to death.

Ada meowed twice on the cabinet over there, indicating that His Majesty is really funny.

Zhao rostrum sat back on the soft chair, took out a piece of information and started to watch it carefully.

After she and Tong Yan came to this world, she calculated the current situation of Jing Jiu through Ran Handong and others.

Tongyan even learned a lot of specific situations through Mr. Dan.

He read countless monographs and classics in the Xingmen Sacrifice Hall in the Xingmen University Library and Sacrifice Hall, and gave some solutions.

How does the Xinchengtian Sword work on the sword of all things, that is, Jing Jiu's body? There is no answer to this question for the time being, so I can only guess. However, the response methods he deduced seem very reasonable, and they are all focused on how to reduce Jing Jiu's consciousness intensity and break the energy source of that program.

In fact, Xue Ji asked Jing Jiu to hibernate or used coldness to make him become an idiot, which was one of the solutions that Tong Yan guessed.

Jing Jiu's brain may not have any cortex or neuronal cells. On the basis of this, it should be a similar system. To reduce his consciousness speed, it is physically to suppress brain waves and interfere with information transmission between neuronal cells. In addition, there is another method, which is to isolate each of his neuronal cells and the system and forcefully suppress the transmission of brain waves.

Tongyan’s suggestion is…the impact of high-energy heavy particle beams.

The problem is that this method can not be seen to break the defense of Jing Jiu, and if it can, it is very dangerous.

Now Zhao Luyue thought of a method to replace high-energy heavy particle beams, but it has not been verified experimentally.

In fact, it cannot be verified because there is only one Jing Jiu in the universe, and he is the only one in this state.

Do you want to take risks?

If this experiment fails, even if Xue Ji lets him hibernate again, his consciousness may be irreversible. That is, he may become an idiot who cannot come back smartly and an eternal sleeper who cannot wake up.

Zhao Layue looked at the boy's childish face and his confused eyes, and had not spoken for a long time.

She has always been straightforward and hesitated at this moment.

Time doesn't even care about the will of the gods, but it changes at will because of people's emotions.

When people hesitate, time will always be faster than usual, and the last thread suddenly appears in front of you.

The street lights that have never been extinguished have become brighter, representing the official arrival of night.

The military and police on the streets walked apart for dinner, leaving only a very small number of people on duty.

The door of the game hall was still closed, but it had already opened secretly. The electronic synthesized female voice in various gambling machines was pressed very low.

In the corner of the market that was blocked by the warehouse, the barbecue stall, which was very famous in the Minsheng District, was also quietly dispatched, and the charcoal fire began to bring out the fragrance of food and seasonings.

The fragrance faded with the wind and did not disturb the sleepy military and police officers on duty. When they floated outside the window of the apartment, Zhao leyue smelled it.

It's the taste of roasted eggplant and ale wine, and raw bitter gourd.

No matter where humans are, or even not humans, as long as they are life, they will live so hard before the end.

Zhao royue took a long breath and made up his mind.

The last moment will eventually come. Jing Jiu always has to solve this problem. Instead of staying up like an idiot for a few more days, it is better to wake up and take a gamble.

"Your Majesty, please take your magical powers." She said to Xue Ji.

Xue Ji turned her head slightly and looked at her, confirming that she was not joking, her eyes were slightly different, but she still raised her round little hand.

A coldness as much as substance floated out from Jing Jiu's eyebrows.

The temperature in the apartment suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.

The window glass was covered with a light layer of frost, and then thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye until it turned into a whole piece of thin ice.

The chill returned to Xue Ji's little hand.

Jing Jiu slowly closed his eyes like a soul being extracted.

His fingers trembled slightly, and the trembling speed became faster and faster, and there was a dense and continuous pounding sound between them and the armrest of the soft chair.

Knowing that the critical moment was coming, Ada turned around and entered the study without hesitation, and closed the door with his back foot.

It was not that it was not worried about Jing Jiu, but that it was more convinced that something would happen to him than Zhao Layue, so it didn't expect that when he woke up, he found that he saw his most pitiful appearance.

When the sound of fingers and handrails collided into a long sound, Jing Jiu still closed his eyes tightly and did not open them.

The long eyelashes tremble slightly, but the frequency is very fast. If there are drippings of water on it, they will be cut into many slices.

Zhao Luyue stood in front of him and looked at him quietly.

Fu Sijian appeared in her hands at some point, emitting a bloody light.

With a slight click, Jing Jiu's finger stopped and stopped trembling.

The long eyelashes no longer tremble.

He opened his eyes but did not wake up. The deepest part of his blank eyes was filled with pain, and it became increasingly violent like a storm that was about to take shape.

Zhao Layue held both ends of the Fusi sword and pulled it hard.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the sword, the blood-red flying sword turned into a sword rope.

She tied the sword rope to Jing Jiu's neck.

Jing Jiu looked at her blankly, not knowing what she was going to do, and his expression was very innocent, like a wounded little animal.

"Don't pretend, who doesn't know who."

Zhao Layue thought without expression, and pulled the sword rope tightly with both hands. Her movements were very rude and even rough.
To be continued...