Chapter 1202-The Throne and the Little Horse
third seat does not mean to answer this question.Shen Qingzhu did not get an answer to two questions in a row, and his brow tightened a little. While others were scattered and looked at the altar, Sh...Mental Hospital for the Gods.
Lin walked through the quiet hospital corridor and went straight to the courtyard.
since Gilgamesh's last exodus, there has been a state of silence in the hospital, and all nurses' daily actions try to keep their voices as low as possible, lest they disturb the deranged Mad King on the throne of the hospital.
seems to be aware of the approach of Lin Qinight, Gilgamesh, who is chained to the black throne, slowly opens his eyes.
compared with yesterday, Gilgamesh's face pined away again, her eyes full of blood, gazing weakly at Lin Qi Night in front of her.
"can I help you" He spoke hoarse.
"there are gods coveting your treasure house." Lin Qinight said seriously.
Gilgamesh's expression was not surprised when he heard this. He sneered and said, "this king's treasure house, which has a large collection of top artifacts, is indeed enough to move any divine kingdom in the world. When the king was alive, there were countless gods thinking about it. I didn't think that after so long, people still miss it."
"what I wonder is, why did the news come out at this time when the treasure house of the king had disappeared for so long in the real world" Lin Qinight hesitated for a moment,
"I suspect that your present situation has something to do with this matter."
"maybe." Gilgamesh paused for a moment. "so you came to me in the hope of asking the exact location of the king's treasure house" But. The king himself does not know where the treasure house of Wang is.
the king arranged his affairs in advance before he died of old age, including the handling of the treasure house of the king. This treasure house is the painstaking effort of the king in his whole life, and even if the king dies, none of its artifacts can fall into the hands of Sumerian gods.
when the king first became the king of Uluk, he found a strange turtle that could live at the bottom of the deep sea without eating or drinking. It floated for air every hundred years for three months, and then it could sneak for another hundred years and live as long as the sky.
so before he died, the king ordered the whole family of the best forging craftsmen in Urukh to move to the treasure house, and the world took the place of the king to maintain the artifact, and hid the treasure house under the shell of the king tortoise and set it free.
now the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of time, where on earth is this king tortoise The king did not expect it either. "
that turtle really belongs to Gilgamesh.
Lin Qi Night thought to himself.
"I have found the location of the treasure house." Lin Qinight said, "but that king turtle. I can't handle it. "
"the strength of that king tortoise is not bad. At that time, the king also relied on the strength of the treasure house to subdue it. It's not surprising that you can't get close to it." Gilgamesh nodded.
"others may not be able to take this turtle, but you should be able to." You have the king's tyrant's wrath, and as long as it gives off some breath, it will not attack you. "
Lin Qi Night's eyes gradually lit up.
"I see."
Gilgamesh thought for a moment, opened his mouth and was about to say something more when his eyes suddenly froze!
the haggard and weak face was painfully twisted again, and the veins on the back of his hands burst one by one. Under his struggle, the iron cables on the throne trembled violently and clanged.
Lin took a subconscious step back in the night, frowning tightly.
here we go again.
Gilgamesh's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened and looked around hastily, as if on guard against an imminent enemy somewhere.
"it's you again. It's you again! This king will kill you all! "
Gilgamesh's roar, mixed with the clanging of iron cables, echoed in the hospital, and the nurses who were busy washing and cooking were startled, whispered to each other, looked at the courtyard with fear and bowed their heads to speed up their work.
A figure dressed in a broken cassock jumped down from the second floor.
Sun WuKong looked at the mad and roaring Gilgamesh on the throne and turned to Lin Qinight:
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"what's the matter"
"I found his treasure house, and as soon as I asked him a few questions, I got sick again." Lin opened his mouth bitterly in seven nights.
he looked at the top of Gilgamesh's head, and the treatment progress bar jumped from side to side again.
"got a clue"
"sort of, I always thought that the birth of this treasure house should have something to do with his current situation."
Sun WuKong nodded. "go ahead. I'll take care of it."
Lin Qiyue was about to turn away when he was trapped on the throne. Gilgamesh, who was frantically struggling, suddenly opened his mouth:
"No. No, no. These are all fake! "
"the king is in the hospital." The hospital. Lin Qi Night! "
hearing the crazy Gilgamesh calling his name, Lin Qiyue quickly turned his head.
A ray of Qingming faintly appeared in Gilgamesh's muddy eyes, and he roared:
"Treasure …" You can't take it... Be sure to take. [star coin]! Use it to be able to. "
Gilgamesh struggled to spit out a few vague words, and then Qingming in his eyes receded like a tide.
the raging purple awn vented from his body, hitting the chains on his body one after another, making a tidal sound. Gilgamesh looked ahead with a ferocious face, and his murderous intention swept out:
"the Uluk of this king, will never allow you monsters to get your hands on it." Come and have a fight with the king! "
confused words came out of his mouth one after another, and Lin Qi Night bowed his head, carefully repeating Gilgamesh's last words, as if thinking.
"[Star coin]. What is that "
"go ahead." Sun WuKong walked calmly towards the chaotic and crazy Gilgamesh.
Lin nodded in the seventh night and disappeared into the hospital in a flash.
Sun WuKong stood in the courtyard, looking complicately at Gilgamesh, glancing again at the frightened caregivers around him. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out his hand and gently pulled it out in his ear.
A golden hoop stick was magnified quickly and was held in his hand.
Sun WuKong, holding a golden hoop stick in one hand, dragged its edge around the courtyard and drew a big golden circle to surround the whole courtyard.
the moment the golden circle took shape, the scene in the courtyard faded in the eyes of the nurses, and Gilgamesh's roar disappeared, as if there was a big invisible hand that completely hidden the existence of the courtyard.
"wait for me!"
Blaki stepped directly through the golden circle drawn by Sun WuKong and walked into the courtyard, holding the harp in one hand and Maza in the other.
Sun WuKong glanced at him. "what are you doing here"
"Don't you want to stay here with Gilgamesh I'll stay with you! " Blaki waved his harp and smiled. "how boring it is for two big men to sit face to face. I can recite a poem for you."
Sun WuKong squinted at him, his eyes softened a little.
he turned his head, pulled out a monkey hair, changed into a magnificent rock throne, and sat down slowly, facing Gilgamesh's black throne.
Sun WuKong, clothed in a broken cassock, sat cross-knee on the rock throne, holding his head on one hand and said faintly:
"Let's say yes, I didn't save a seat for you."
"it's all right. Anyway, your throne is too high for me to sit comfortably." Blaki smiled and opened the little Mazar and sat down. "I'm just sitting on my little Mazar. It's fine."
in front of the two facing Thrones, Blaki, sitting on the pony, looked small and thin.
Sun WuKong took a complicated look at Blaki and withdrew his eyes.
in the golden circle of isolation, there is some inexplicable harmony between two Thrones and a little Maza, a tripod.es, and his body quickly turned into a translucent state. He stepped forward, and eight remnants flew out of his body in different directions, each with a black spear on his back, rushing towards the...