Sword and Magic and Taxi

Maybe it's been a long time since I've seen a beautiful woman, and it's been a long time since I've seen a sexy beauty. Zhao Mai always felt that Dojian was much prettier than before. Especially after changing into a set of close-fitting shorts, her curves were even more exposed. She was already close to 1.8 meters tall, but fortunately she was not given high heels, otherwise her height alone would have completely suppressed Zhao Mai.

In fact, he has completely lost in terms of appearance, but he still thinks that he is the protagonist. Zhao Mai asked Duojian to come closer, and then pressed her temples on both sides to communicate with her.

Duojian's mind was still blank, only instinct and knowledge remained, and he still lacked the memory to connect it all. Zhao Mai's psychic powers have been greatly improved in Westeros. He concentrated all his energy, and his powers poured in like a tide, searching every corner. Even the tiniest memories would be very useful if they could be dug out. help.

The stronger he became, the more he marveled at the power of the Witch King. When it comes to using psychic powers, Witch King Karak is not only a strong man, but also an artist and a craftsman. His skill combines strength, accuracy, ingenuity, speed and efficiency with no flaws to be found. It was possible to cleanse Duojian's personality in an instant, so completely. Zhao Mai could not find any fragments after she formed her self-awareness, but only found some memories of her infancy in the corners.

It's said to be a memory, but it's actually more like a feeling. The emotion of dependence is attached to a smell, a heartbeat, a taste, a touch. This is like the feeling of absolute dependence that a duckling develops after seeing its mother as soon as it is born. The Witch King Karak also left a period of psychic suppression in this feeling. I am afraid this is the trump card that the Witch King can always gain final control over, right?

Zhao Mai evaluated it and found that although it was difficult, he could replace this psychic power. Although the safer way is to forcibly remove it, that will destroy the last emotional memory, and there will really be nothing left for Dojian. It is not a good thing to keep the power of the Witch King Karak in your mind, but you have to do it no matter how difficult it is. Therefore, after repeatedly checking his plan and adjusting his condition, Zhao Mai took action on Karak's legacy.

This was an unfair duel. Karak's remaining strength had no support, but Zhao Mai was full of energy. When his superpower was poured into Dogian, he took control in a short time. Duojian blinked, and his expression softened when he looked at Zhao Mai again.

This time Zhao Mai was finally sure of one thing, Duojian's original memory could not be recovered. Even if you go to a parallel world, you will find another Dogian, not the original one. So he decided to slowly re-cultivate Dojian's memories and emotions based on her sensory memories to see if he could create a complete personality or even a soul.

How's it going? Is there any progress? Zhong Jian asked as he saw Zhao Mai put down his hand and the light emitted by the supernatural power disappeared.

It's easy to destroy, but it's hard to rebuild. Zhao Mai shook his head: Unless I make a breakthrough and enter a new field that I have no idea about now, there is nothing I can do for the time being.

The universe is big, don't be discouraged. Besides, she's not bad as she is now. At least you can take care of her. Zhong Jianbai put a book in Zhao Mai's hands: Here's the instruction manual, get on your way!

Get in the car! Let's go. As soon as Zhao Mai finished speaking, Duojian nodded, opened the door gracefully, sat in, and closed the door. Everyone was stunned for a moment. That expression and movements were not stiff at all, they were clearly filled with emotion and character. If they hadn't known that she did have a brain problem, everyone would have thought that she was a normal person just now.

I saw the shadow of the little flower emerging from Duojian's body, and then he covered his mouth and laughed hard. Zhao Mai glared at her, and she stuck out her tongue. After closing the car door, Zhao Mai adjusted the navigation to Black Castle. After setting off, he asked: Xiaohua, what did you do just now?

I... I'm sorry. I found that Dogian is easy to control, so I gave it a try. You know that I can control plants, but animals are basically helpless. But Dogian's situation is so special. I control her just like I control plants.

I'm trying to rebuild her character, so don't keep digging into it. I'm worried about bringing your character into it, and then I won't be able to determine whether it was my method or your influence that caused the result. Zhao Mai said: Moreover, you must ask for the owner's consent to possess you in the future, and you cannot use this ability casually. Everyone's free will is their most precious asset. Even if you become stronger, you must respect.

Okay, I'll listen to you. Xiaohua shook her head, her red fluffy hair bouncing. THE·CHE soared into the sky and entered the space-time tunnel again.

At this time, two horns sounded on the Great Wall, waking Jon up from bed. He lifted the quilt and came down directly. He didn't take off the armor at all, and the weapon was at hand. The free people abroad began to charge again. I don’t know whether this time it was true or false.

Straightening his fingers before making a fist, Jon wanted to keep them flexible. The injuries from the fire have healed, but there are some residual effects, and they become stiff when the weather is cold. Well, it never gets warm on the Great Wall, so the hand is always stiff. You must move around well so that it will not affect the use of the long sword.

Pick up the Long Claw and hang it on your waist. A trip outside the Great Wall made him grow up a lot. Finally, he no longer had to tie the sword behind his back and act like a child.

Open the door and let the cold air outside help you wake up. The free people arrived near the Great Wall five days ago and set up camp in the Ghost Forest. There were countless tents and shacks, as well as countless bonfire smoke. They had at least 50,000 men, and how many of Castle Black were left? One hundred and thirty-two, this seems to be the number of people calculated the day before yesterday.

Bowen Marsh, the chief of staff, comforted everyone and said that the free people, with their old, weak, women and children, had to allocate men to fight, and the night watchmen were all real men. Well, even if he forcibly counts the old men in the Night Watch and the stewards who have no fighting ability as men, and then denounces most of the free people as old and weak without fighting ability, that is still one hundred and thirty-two pairs. Twenty thousand. What's more, Jon knew very well that the women of the free folk could also fight, and their children and the elderly were no less effective in fighting for survival than adults.

Jon!

He liked this voice so much, even though she was an enemy, a lifelong enemy. The other brothers of the Night's Watch did not get up as quickly as Jon, so he still had a short time to see her.

She was a thin nineteen-year-old girl, but much shorter than the seventeen-year-old Jon. She has a round face, small hands, a flat nose and uneven white teeth. In Westeros, she is not a beauty, but in Jon's eyes, she is a true angel.

Hello Ygritte, how are you?

What else can I do if I'm locked in a cage like a pig? The girl said, It would be great if you could come in. You know I'm very cold.

No, you're not afraid of the cold.

Oh, you still remember the warmth on my body. Ygritte looked at it twice, then lowered her voice and said: Snow, let's run. Mance is here, and you night watchers can't keep it. You will You will all be killed by him! I beg you, don’t die. I don’t want you to die.”

We will win, Jon tried to cheer himself up, hoping that his lie would come true. He himself knew how to fight and deploy troops, and he had figured out dozens of ways to defeat the Night's Watch, but he could not think of a single way to win. You remain a prisoner and I won't let you die.

I know, you saved me. Ygritte still remembered the terrible feeling of being pierced by an arrow in the heart, but the next moment she fell into Jon's arms. She only remembered the arrow being pulled out, and the cold feeling piercing her heart. It's just that Jon's body is so warm and she likes it so much that she really doesn't want to close her eyes.

Then, she didn't expect that she could open her eyes and be fine. The wound left scars and her wrists were tied, but she did survive. How on earth was I rescued?

Believe me, we will win, we will all survive. Everything will be fine. Jon saw his brother greeting him, so he organized his equipment and prepared to go up the Great Wall in a cage.

Even if you win, can you be with me? Ygritte slammed the fence of the wooden cage and shouted at Jon's back: You don't understand anything, Jon... Snow, you don’t understand anything!”