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Seeing Guinevere's sudden change of expression, Guo Huang was also a little surprised. Without saying anything, he took out his mobile phone and opened the video he shot using time regression.
After Guinevere read the book in silence, Routi held it tightly. If Guo Huang's mobile phone was considered a magic weapon, she could easily crush it into electronic fragments with the strength of her hands. Guo Huang was even more surprised. Why? The appearance of the steel suit will make Guinevere care more about it than herself.
"Guinevere, are you familiar with this person?"
Guo Huang couldn¡¯t help but ask. Gu Niwei returned the phone to Guo Huang and said:
"I don't know, but I may have some clues about the origin of this steel suit."
"Are you from the mysterious super-tech special forces in the United States?"
Guo Huang feels that this kind of equipment is definitely rarer and more precious than the F22. Without the strength and technology of a superpower, it will be difficult to achieve. Even if Guo Huang enters the world of American comics and gets a steel suit like this, there is no way to shield the afterlife. Corrections in the real world. After all, super technology is made of distorted technology or non-existent substances that violate the laws of reality. It will naturally be corrected in the real world.
Of course, there are things like mind crystals that are important to temporarily isolate and correct, but mind crystals are not so easy to obtain. The void descends irregularly, and after all, too few can finally land in the real material world, otherwise it would not be possible. Each time it triggered a fight between private cultivators and the government.
"Yes and no, this is considered a non-governmental organization, but it has a cooperative relationship with the US government."
"Well."
Guo Huang felt that Guinevere did not say much about some information, but he could not force himself to just say:
"This man suddenly bombed my home. I don't know where he came from, but even if he is really closely related to Uncle Sam, the world policeman, I will not let him go."
"It's not just that you won't let him go, I'm also very interested in this. Let's go back to the ground first."
After Guinevere said this, she stepped forward to leave the spaceship. Guo Huang chased after her and asked:
"Aren't you going to go back to the underworld to guard it?"
Guo Huang remembered that the last time Guinevere got news, it seemed that several demon kings were united and she had to stay in the underworld to protect her territory. Guinevere said:
"No, I don't know why the three demon kings turned against each other. The demon kings of lust, jealousy, and anger fought. Although their relationship was good and bad, it was not as fierce as this fight. It is impossible for them to tell the result in a short time. of."
Guinevere had a puzzled look on her pretty face. Guo Huang was surprised. Then he quickly understood what was going on and almost laughed. Guinevere said strangely:
"why are you laughing?"
¡°It¡¯s nothing, it just feels like a coincidence.¡±
This matter has a lot to do with Guo Huang. When resolving the crisis of Long Yu, Guo Huang used the arrows of the God of Love to shoot the two arrows. In conjunction with the treasures of the Ark hidden in Long Yu's body, the three demon kings turned against each other. The root cause, but this matter involves Long Yu and his own personal affairs, so it is difficult to tell Guinevere.
Guinevere glanced at him suspiciously, without saying anything else, and left the spacecraft with Guo Huang. The two of them flew directly into the ionosphere, which is rarely reached by human aircraft. Flying upward is truly outer space. , this kind of place is the real restricted area of ??life.
"Guinevere, why did you see such a big reaction when you saw the steel suit?"
After the two flew in the air for a while, Guo Huang couldn't help but communicate with his heart and asked. Guinevere said:
¡°I thought you wouldn¡¯t ask me this question, but I couldn¡¯t help it as soon as it came out.¡±
"Well, if there is any privacy involved, just pretend I didn't ask."
"I didn't want to say it at first, but suddenly I felt that it wouldn't matter. Let's go to my hotel apartment first."
After Guinevere said this, her body instantly turned into an afterimage. The next moment, her people had appeared in the hotel room where she lived. Guo Huang followed closely behind. After a while, he heard the sound like thunder on dry land. With the sound of thunder, Guinevere said speechlessly:
"Don't you know how to use space transfer? Every time you turn into lightning and appear, is there too much movement? If I hadn't used psychic suggestion, the whole restaurant would have been frightened."
Guo Huang turned his head and said:
"Sorry, I'm not very proficient in space magic. I think this teleportation method of lightning and lightning is more suitable for me."
"I thought you would be better at reaching this level in terms of skills, but the result is stillWhat a crude way to use it. "
Guinevere shook her head, and Guo Huang muttered:
"The power of spells is the same as the difference between American equipment and Soviet equipment. Although the old equipment is stupid and bulky, it is durable and powerful enough."
Guinevere heard Guinevere's muttering and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, but said nothing more:
"What would you like to drink?"
¡°Herbal tea is fine.¡±
"I don't have anything like that."
Guinevere called the catkins and immediately threw a bottle of mix to Guo Huang and said:
"I'll give you some juice."
Guo Huang opened it casually and drank it. He thought it tasted very good. He never cared about the brand of drinks, but he didn't know that this was a drink made by rich and handsome people in Europe and America. A bottle of it was worth more than 700 yuan.
"Your home was bombed and you will be homeless in a short time. I happen to be very interested in tracing the origin of the steel suit. Why don't you stay in the hotel in the short term? There is also a presidential suite here."
"UhI haven't seen the presidential suite yet. It sounds very nice."
Guo Huang is a little moved. In the second dimension, he is not short of money but has never stayed in a high-end hotel. In the real material world, he has always been an ordinary junior sister. He is somewhat yearning for something like the presidential suite.
¡°Then I¡¯ll call the hotel manager later and ask him to make arrangements. If you have anything else to ask, just ask.¡±
Guinevere sat lazily on the rhinoceros leather sofa. The luxurious decoration in the hotel made Guo Huang feel like he saw Cleopatra. Guo Huang did not have a set, sitting on Guinevere. On the sofa opposite, he put the mix bottle in his hand on the coffee table and said:
"It's still the same question, does the steel suit have anything to do with you?"
"I didn't expect you to be quite keen and aware of this."
Guinevere closed her beautiful eyes and seemed to collect her thoughts, then opened her eyes and said:
"You should remember that I told you that I hope you can help me pay attention to the blasphemer, right?"
"A blasphemer?"
This name reminded Guo Huang of his past with Lan Xi or Zhou Xi, and he nodded:
"Yes."
"Actually, as early as three years ago, I lost the power to travel through the movie world, because part of the power inscribed by the devil was taken away by the blasphemer."
Guinevere's words were very calm, but there was an unbearable hatred suppressed in them, and Guo Huang could clearly feel this emotion. (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com