Chapter 9999 Leaving 6

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! Su Luo frowned slightly: "The situation is urgent, what are you still telling them?"

Seeing Su Luo approaching, Yan Fei galloped quickly.

"Miss Su, take a step to speak—"

Su Luo waved her hand: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, so I picked out the materials on Beichen's list, and I will use them now."

"Miss Su——" Yan Fei was about to cry, "What are you going to do? I read the materials on Mr. Beichen's list, and they are the materials for making flying brains. What are you going to do?"

"You've seen the materials, why are you still asking me? Are you talking nonsense?" Su Luo almost rolled her eyes.

"You, you shouldn't be..." Yan Fei opened his eyes wide and stared at Su Luo with an unbelievable gaze: "No way? Are you going to recreate a flying brain?!"

The flight brain is equivalent to the core of the entire aircraft!

But in less than half a day, Su Luo actually said that she wanted to recreate a flying brain? What a joke!

Su Luo nodded: "The previous flying brain was destroyed by the former emperor. If it is to be repaired, he must unlock it himself, but he is already dead, so the only way we can do it now is to recreate it. A flying brain."

Yan Fei was stunned for a moment, and the pilots behind him were also stunned.

"Can't unlock it?"

"Yes, it can't be unlocked." Su Luo said seriously.

Yan Fei smiled wryly: "If you knew this earlier, Miss Su, you shouldn't—"

Su Luo sneered: "So, are you blaming me?"

"No, no, of course not."

How could Yan Fei dare to blame Su Luo?

The blood flowed into rivers that night and the imperial city was destroyed. No one else knew about it, but they, the core members, knew that everything behind the scenes was controlled by the girl in front of them.

"But——" Yan Fei smiled wryly: "It's only six hours now, no, it's only five and a half hours. You said you're trying to recreate a brand new brain. We have been making this flying brain for five hundred years."

Su Luo nodded: "Oh, so, can we pick out the materials now?"

"It's impossible—"

"Bang!" Su Luo kicked directly into the door behind them.

Everyone was frightened by Su Luo's straightforward side.

"Zi Yan Beichen sleeps forever—"

"exist--"

"You pick the materials according to the list above." Su Luo threw a sword over, "If anyone objects, kill them without mercy!"

For a moment, Su Luo's powerful aura exploded.

All the people present were taken aback, they all looked at Yan Fei.

Yan Fei touched his nose.

If it was in the past, he would naturally want to stop it, because it seems impossible to do it, but thinking of the palace where blood flowed into rivers that night,

Yan Fei let out a long sigh: "Forget it, give Miss Su whatever she wants."

There is another subtext he didn't say: it will fail anyway.

After all, Yan Fei put his hands behind him, shook his head and walked out of the building.

"Master Yan, there are many people gathered outside—"

The people below rushed up to report to Yan Fei: "They are all people who ride this aircraft, and they are asking whether the aircraft can fly today?"

Yan Fei looked back at the closed door, then at the crowd in front of him, shook his head and said: