Disaster practice view

Walking all the way, there is no fork, the front seems to be a round altar, there are two yellow futons on it, Minghe sat down on one of them, twisted around a few times, his fingers were cut by blood-red flowers Only then did he walk up to the altar unhappily. "Why do you want to tell me a story?" He went to another futon and sat down.

As soon as they sat down, a faint brilliance appeared on the two of them.

"What, polygraph?"

Minghe didn't answer, but asked in a magnetic voice, "Did you see these bones?"

Yan's eyes swept across the bones again, "Of course I'm not blind."

"These people were all killed by the same person." Minghe paused and stared at Xie.It seems to want to see some fluctuations in such eyes.

"Why, let's continue. If, in terms of the amount of bones, it's not that many people, less than tens of thousands."

Yang continued, "If they were killed at the same time, it would be considered a major event. Why?"

Minghe suddenly smiled, "Let's go, let's go out. My name is Liu."

Xun nodded, Minghe walked forward, and Xun put his hand on his shoulder, "I want to leave before I finish speaking, isn't it a little bit, bullying too much?" threaten.

Minghe's muscles tensed.Ready to go to war anytime.

But Yan put away his stern face at that time, "Okay, let's go out and eat, I'm hungry." Yang's kung fu of yin and yang is really well practiced.

"However, I don't like it very much here, so I have to save something." Zang turned his hand around, those crispy bones.It shattered into powder and fell from above one after another. Like heavy snow, the red flowers were also dyed white.

Falling on the heads and hair of the two, and the ground, the surrounding black walls, the occasional red flowers exposed, and the white powder all over the ground formed a strong sense of color difference.Xun took a step forward, and patted Minghe and the white powder off his body with one hand.

Obviously it is something that can be done by a cleansing technique, but he has to do it himself, "It's better to be clean, isn't it?" It adds a bit of ambiguity, but in the eyes of Minghe, it seems a little scary. This person, Actions cannot be predicted by common sense.

The two of them walked out like stepping on soft snow, "Why, you want to destroy the world?"

Yan asked with a smile, and Minghe replied, "Will you help me?"

"Before executing the plan, can you estimate your ability first? With you now, what are you?"

"Why do you want to help me?" Still continue to ask.

"Kids who need something always have something to give, so what can you give me?"

"How about love?"

He put his finger on his lips and licked it lightly a few times. "Why, do you think I'm a boy in his teens?" Love has never been worth anything, and he looks like a boy in his teens and twenties.

"This body is not yours."

Casting a glance at Liu Minghe, "If you know too much, you will be silenced." After a moment of silence, "Well, it's not mine, but look, this body is still alive."

Yan took Minghe's hand and pressed it to his face.There seemed to be flickering lights in his own eyes.

"The original owner was locked up by you."

"Well, I locked him up." Thinking of Shen Zhuo, Yan's eyes lit up, he really didn't look like an old monster, and his emotions were often displayed on his face.

"You didn't completely cut off the connection with the former owner of this body." Minghe suddenly became nervous.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for him to get up and kill me. I've been waiting for someone to kill me."

A knife appeared in Xie's hand, and he put it in Minghe's hand and pressed it against his neck, "Why don't you try it?"

"Where was the Endless Cliff before? Do you really hate that person? The one who pushed your cat down."

"Good question, really good question, but did I explain it?"

"I don't hate him at all. On the contrary, I admire him very much. I admire the kind of person who can give his life for others, the kind of person who is willing to knock an egg against a rock."

Yang continued, with admiration beyond words, "On the contrary, I want to try more, how much they paid, and where is their limit? If that person really died for his little junior sister in the end, that would be I admire him, but it's not a good thing for him to admire the final result and his death."

"Is it a bit repetitive for you to ask this, I said it there that day, and I admire him very much."

Yang raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't you think what I said before was a lie?"

Smiling softly, "Okay, you didn't mean to take me to eat. Besides, I didn't ask you so much." Yan took the knife from Minghe's hand and put it on Minghe's neck. "People who talk too much are easy to die."

Liu Minghe suddenly laughed wildly, as if the kind of him before was all staged.

The two went out, carved beams and painted pillars, platforms and pavilions, accompanied by dancing girls, and Yingfeiyan danced.After eating something that he hadn't tasted before, he showed a satisfied look.

The dancer who was dancing in front of her suddenly swooped over, intentionally held Zhang's ankle with one hand in front of the two of them, lowered her head, and kissed.Yan smiled, the mouth was silky smooth, still smelled of alcohol, and his face was slightly drunk.

"You, raise your head." The woman raised her head affectionately.The eyes are full of spring.

"Slap." Yang raised his hand and slapped the woman, knocking the woman to the ground.Xun shook his hand, the back of his hand hurt a little, this slap was slapped entirely with strength, without any other entrainment.

He hates people binding his limbs the most.It can be regarded as a taboo for this woman.In the past, when someone restrained him, he had no ability to oppose it, but now he has it, he is arrogant, and he is willing.

To others, this is unreasonable.

After drinking one jar of wine after another, Yan's face became more and more red, and he slowly lay down on the wine table.He was taken to a house and placed on a bed, and several people had just exited and closed the door.

He sat up in a blink of an eye, still looking drunk.Are you drunk?How can a soul feel this way?He stood up unsteadily.It was just this body that was drunk, and the reaction seemed to be much slower than before.After using the formula, he forced out all the alcohol in his body.

How many years has he been wandering?I don't know, I forgot.Those memories seem to be lost with the passage of time, what is the end?do not know either!

What else can be done?

Go out, lean on the pavilion, look at the flickering moon, the star whose light is covered.

Back on the bed, curled up into a ball, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep alone.

When I woke up, I looked at my pillow reflexively, as if there should be a little black ball there.But the little black group is no longer there.No farewell to Minhyuk.He got upset and left.

There was originally a formation here, and ordinary people would not go out.But Yan, relying on the vast amount of fuzzy memories in his mind, walked out casually.This may be the welfare of an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years.