Hunter Fan - Snake

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The intertwined pipes, the red, yellow, blue and green colors are like intertwined dreams, making people addicted and at the same time overflowing with absolute pain, and the criticism behind happiness is cruel.

He knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, in front of him were mechanical gears mixed with viscous glue.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling where there was no trace of color in the darkness, his eyes were empty.The tense body muscles relax for a moment, and the light disappears at the moment when the nerves are out of control.

In front of the body, in the heart.

At that moment, he thought of Qianshui, not very beautiful but with a smile on his delicate face, with curved eyes and curved lips.

She would smile, and then ask him what he was having for dinner tonight, and would hold his hand to ask him to get up, and drop by to see some fresh fruit.

Qianshui likes apples, the half-yellow and half-red apples, which are very crisp and sweet.The appetite is very small, and I always stop chopsticks after one or two bites.

He thought, with his head raised high, his empty eyes staring at the colorless ceiling.

The air was slightly distorted, and the wind flowed towards the distorted center, gradually forming a rotating vortex.

He regained his composure, squinted his eyes and looked at the constantly twisting vortex, circle after circle as if it would break out of a pupa in the next second, something changed, in the distorted atmosphere, in the gloomy inexplicable light .

Slowly, the young man's handsome face emerged, with a strange smile on his face, and he looked at the ant-like figure on the ground with contemptuous eyes.

He opened his eyes wide, his eyes focused on that handsome face, his lips trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

The young man bent his eyes, laughed arrogantly, and opened his mouth with a clear and joyful voice, "Do you understand? This is the truth. Feelings, expressions, and even memories are all pieced together, made of glue and meat." It's just a doll. Do you want to resist me like this?"

He froze, his body was like thunder, he couldn't move, he couldn't move.

Everything is false, everything is nothingness!Even affection, even 'like' is something that can be ignored, so... what else is real?What else is there to believe? !

An image appeared in my mind, and the scene turned around.Those with mothers, those with fathers, and finally... shallow water.

Suddenly, he stood up, raised his head to meet the young man's blue eyes, his eyes were stubborn.He moved forward, stopped at the seat directly under the boy, and then said, with a firm tone, "I don't believe it. I like shallow water, even if it's just a patchwork of meat, there is still emotion! My body tells me that I like shallow water, Even if everything is false, only this will not waver!"

The young man frowned, and then became calm again. The curve of his lips was still weird, which made people feel a sense of horror. He glanced at the figure below, and said in a thin tone, "Then why did you choose shallow water? Why do you care about shallow water among so many people? Why do you approach Shen Qianshui without hesitation after being chased and oppressed?!"

After a pause, the boy looked down at the seat below, as if looking at a newborn child with a sense of tolerance, "Because I gave you a hint, to you, the only one who escaped the 'accident factor' of Meromina, a A simple hint, don't you want to hear what it is?" The boy raised the corners of his mouth and drew a horrifying arc, "The content is 'care about everything in deep and shallow water'. Are you satisfied with this answer? Put it all together and have it." Raleigh Wayans' doll."

He swayed, but his footsteps showed firmness, and he said while passing the young man's seat, his voice was clear and full of unquestionable belief, "Even so, I still believe, even if I'm just a patchwork of meat, even if you gave me Such a hint, but I still believe that my feelings are unquestionable, I like shallow water, even if it is just a false existence, I still like shallow water!"

The young man withdrew his smile, and watched the swaying figure passing by with a blank expression, and gradually opened up the distance.He shrank his body and disappeared into the center of the vortex.

"Really, if you believe that, then..."

The unfinished words, the ethereal and abnormal voice, the air returned to nature, distorted and disappeared.

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In the dimly lit square, the young man walked up to the big boy and took a seat, not moving anymore.Stretching out one hand to rub his lips, his stagnant eyes stared at the limp and unconscious big boy on the ground.

The young man didn't move, and a shadow appeared behind him, gradually forming a vague outline.The azure blue long hair floating in the air, like the sky, is a man's figure.

The man walked up a few steps, squatted down and checked the older boy's physical condition. After analyzing the information, he turned his head and said to the young man, "I'm exhausted. There's nothing wrong with my body, just a temporary coma."

The young man stopped the finger rubbing his lips after hearing this, and the corners of his lips were curved, three points innocent and seven points cruel.He nodded, and then turned to look at the fountain in the center of Guangchang. The prism-free shape was surging with spring water, exuding a disgusting rancid smell.

The young man noticed the abnormality in the space in an instant, and his deep eyes, like stagnant water, narrowed, and the eyes suddenly became cold, like a real knife, showing all the light before it was sheathed.

In a black and white tuxedo, the young man stood on the top of the non-prismatic fountain, with a slender figure and elegant movements. He bent down and slightly bowed in the direction of the young man. With simple etiquette, the corners of his lips curled up when he raised his head, with a faint hint of ferocity. Bloody, "Dear Mr. Spiderhead, it's a pleasure to see you again."

The young man took a few steps forward, exposing himself to the other party without hesitation, with a smile on his lips, half a smile, "Eavesdropping is not a good habit, I don't think it has been a bad habit for a few years."

The young man pursed his lips and smiled, nodded self-consciously, as if talking to himself but murmured in a volume loud enough for others to hear, "This confident tone is really you, Kuroro ?Mr. Luxilu."

The man looked up at the young man and the young man, and quickly lowered his head to roughly bandage the wound of the unconscious big boy, and took a few steps back while helping the big boy up. At this time, they had no ability to fight.

Seeing that the young man was silent, the young man laughed even more recklessly, raised the corners of his mouth a bit, bared his teeth and asked, "Will there be another round?"

The young man lowered his eyes to think for a while, and finally denied, "No." Then he raised his eyes to look at the young man, his expression was so deep that people couldn't see through it, "I have no chance of winning here. The last death told me that this town covers you. It is not a wise choice to want to kill you on your territory."

'Papa papa', the conversation was interrupted by the sound of gradually louder footsteps.

The young man jumped down, squinting his eyes to look at the silhouetted figure, the patchwork of flesh.

He ran, thinking about the once most prosperous square but now lonely and gloomy.The boy's figure stayed on the marble floor.

He didn't stop, but ran with all his strength. On the way, he reached into his pocket and took out the short knife that the knight handed him at last. The unsheathed blade shone with a halo that could not be ignored in the light space.It's cold and cold.

The boy didn't even move, even though he rushed forward, his smile continued to grow.

He felt restrained, and the restraint for a moment was enough for him to use all his strength to break free. In that instant, before the pain could reach his brain, he saw the flying limbs from the corner of his eye. The dark red flesh is connected to the arm, which is mixed with sticky glue and rusted gears.

He thought of his mother's breakfast, his father's busy figure, and finally twisted his face, showing hatred and sorrow, "My parents, they are not such bad people... they shouldn't die like that."

He began to struggle, struggled with all his strength, and suddenly felt that the restraint disappeared. He moved forward and ran with all his strength. The blade in his hand pointed directly at the boy's chest, where the heart beat.

"Their sins... are not deep enough to die like that. I didn't kill you for shallow water, but for myself!!"

The blade was completely submerged, and he leaned against the boy's body, panting non-stop.

The young man squinted at him with contempt, raised his thin arms around his neck, exerted a little force, "Stupid," the young man pushed him away, and pulled out the blade on jjj's chest, "You can't do anything, Because, you are just a copy of me, a cheap doll."

The young man pursed his lips and hooked his fingers slightly.

He looked at the young man's face with pursed lips and a slight smile. He was very handsome, but it was so similar to him.

He felt himself dissolving, as in sulfuric acid, but felt no pain.It just disintegrates.

Even if it's just a replica, but... it has existed...

He... likes shallow water, he likes it very much, it has become love.

With a 'jingle' sound, the tiny earrings fell to the ground, and the deep sea-like color was changing with dark or light light.

The young man stepped forward and bent down to pick up the earrings. I was holding them. When he turned around, he heard the young man behind him asking in a crisp voice, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

The young man paused, then moved on, and after giving the man a wink, he replied, "I said, I can't kill you here, and if someone wants to kill you, it's not me."

The young man stared at the young man's back, frowned, and his face was full of displeasure, "Do you still expect others to come? Kurolo? Luxilu, the head of the spider." Speaking of this, the young man returned to calm. The corners of his lips curled up, "Are you thinking about that little vampire? It won't show up~ This place is prepared for her, a cage to trap vampires!~"

"Oh, really." The young man raised one eyebrow, tilted his head with a smile that was not a smile on his lips, and looked at the young man with extreme confidence, "You think shallow water is a vampire, I said, this The town was covered with psychic power to trap the vampire, shallow water, right?"

The young man frowned, and although he had doubts, he still answered, "Yes, this town is to trap the added power of the vampire, to isolate the vampire from the outside world and deprive it of its power."

The young man suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his face, and his smile kept increasing, as if he had heard some funny joke, and finally he couldn't bear to laugh violently, "So you got the wrong direction at the beginning, Qianshui is not a vampire, she is a vampire princess. A vampire Afraid of sunlight, holy water, and silver crosses, but... when did you see Qianshui afraid of these? She is higher and rarer than vampires. You wanted to trap her, but you got it wrong from the beginning."

The young man stopped smiling, and his eyes showed pity and arrogance, "You made a mistake, a big mistake, she is the god of death, the absolute god of death surpassing vampires, you... you don't understand."

The boy opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted.

For a while, the surrounding area burned, with extremely high heat, and the extremely high temperature caused a strong distortion in the space. It was an absolute threat, and it was an indescribable flame. The bright red was like flowing water. blood.

"I like Raleigh...I like it very much." Some immature voices floated in the air, soft like the sweet candy that girls like.

The boy turned around abruptly, but what he saw was an empty square.

"I like Raleigh's, I really like it. Why..." The voice reverberated, accompanied by the sound of 'gurgling' fountain water, arousing layers of panic-stricken fear.

'I like Raleigh, a lot. '

So... don't die.

But... dead... gone, and forever.

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