Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

"Goooooooh...I'm so useless, I'll only slow you down! Even Dao Dao was abducted by a few baguettes! Whoa! Dao Dao! Dao Dao! Dao Dao, don't want me!! Hmph - (sniffing sound)"

"It's not okay to runny nose!!!"

After struggling hard, she finally caught the white hairy ball hugging her thigh, crying and screaming, snotting and slobbering. The Wendigo girl heaved a sigh of relief, and tightened the cloak belt that had begun to loosen.

Huh, it's dangerous, next time the cloak should be nailed to death...

The basic clothes under the cloak are already failing,

If the cloak falls in the lobby, then Game Life will be over...

Holding his ribs with both hands, holding Yakumogua's armpit with nothing.

"...You, because you are not strong enough...?"

"…right--"

His red eyes dimmed a bit, and he was powerless to answer.

Turning his eyes away from nothing, he smiled helplessly.

"Actually... I think so too..."

"Even you think I'm useless?! Woohoo, I'll kill myself!!"

"Huh? No, no, don't cry, don't cry...!"

Nothing (like coaxing a cub) hurriedly comforted Yakumogua, and told Yakumogua about his troubles that his combat power has been stagnant and lacklustre.

Yakumo melon calmed down, calmed down,

was put down.

"Then... we... share the same disease?"

"Um...~Yeah..."

"I tried many methods, fighting with Haisi players, and brushing the origin stone worms alone, but there was no improvement..."

"...did you find Jeston?"

The Wendigo girl's clear cheeks were hot and embarrassed,

"...I'm afraid I'll scare him..."

and was fined,

Otherwise, I would have kicked the door to visit.

"I see……"

She is a polite girl who knows how to be considerate and caring about others.

Yakumogua thought about it, and she decided to help her and she still had nothing.

But how can I help—?

Mentor... Mentor... If Jeston can't...

Alas!I understand!

"You have nothing to wait for?~~I'll go and come back~"

The Gorefiend girl happily ran to the side, her long hair swaying and swaying, until she was in front of Ivan Heim.

Evan Heim: (Lick the lollipop, be good)

Yakumogua: (bounces on the spot, grabs the lollipop)

Nothing: (Famous painting: "The Scream")

Evanheim: -

Yakumo melon: (stuff it face to face, chew it, swallow it)

Nothing: (New edition of famous painting: "Scream * MAX")

……

……

"By the way, Ivan Heim, his veins burst into flames, and he grabbed the bloody melon's stupid hair with one palm! It cracked the ground with one punch!"

"And then?"

In the player camp, under the simple pergola made of tarpaulins and on the simple podium made of barrels and boxes, Haisi player "Yi Xue Longmen Arm" talked endlessly, with small tentacles shaking a small paper fan, and his mouth was soaring. On stage, like a storyteller, all he needs is a green coat and porcelain tea.

"Then, seeing that Blood Demon Melon refused to accept his swearing, he kicked his legs with wind and volleyed! Peng!"

"—"

Everyone held their breath,

Seeing everyone's anticipation, Yi Xue Longmen "smirked" and closed his fans.

"If you want to know what will happen next, please let everyone know!"

Listening to the "book" under the stage, everyone was silent,

"..."

"..."

break out,

"A broken chapter dog, right? A broken chapter dog, right?"

"Damn! I want to see the giant mother's blood flow like a river!"

"I don't care! I want to see the white hairs lose! Give me three times to evolve into a projection chicken!"

"Talk again! Talk again! Talk again!!"

"Speak again! Speak again! Speak again! (in chorus)"

Facing the voices from the audience, Yi Xue Longmen Arm used the function of "laughing" and smiled charmingly.

The small tentacles stuck to the iron bowl filled with one-point credits, and flew away, ignoring the "broken chapter の public anger".

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The next one will probably enter the mainline, xw x

The second post will be later, about a little~

Thanks for the collection of recommended tickets - and subscription~

Volume 97 Columbia: Chapter [-] The Lost Child

There seems to be something dancing in the corner of the eye, swaying the forked whiskers...

The air fluctuates, rustles,

Scratching the almost cracked throat,

Like soles polished on sand, painful, bleeding, wet and cracked...

The scorching sun of May casts a shadow, right in front of your feet, but you can never reach it... in the steamed earth, in the blurred vision.

If last night's flight left her feeling terrified,

The escape at this time only made her regret,

if…

then……

There are thousands of futures in my mind, but none of them can be held in my hands.

Rough bare feet took a heavy step——

The heaviest step, almost exhausted,

Inhale a mouthful of thirsty air through the dry and cracked lungs, and add a bit of sand.The sandy lung cavity was like an over-inflated balloon, about to reach the brink of bursting, opening the jet crack, forcing her to stop immediately,

but can't stop,

To stop is to die, to lie down on the wasteland,

Pressed into dry mud by the invisible sun,

Or eaten to dry bones by wild beasts,

can't stop yet,

The note in my hand has not been handed over to the adults,

can't stop...

Even the temporary camp twisted in the heat,

It's all become a illusory mirage...

……

……

……

D6 is on the number as usual,

As soon as I sat up on the simple bunk of the tent in the camp, I could clearly feel the hot "winking".

"Oh, it's hot!"

"It's still a desert in May, can it not be hot?"

D2, who was squatting beside Asia, squeezed the barrel upside down, and handed him the guardian gun of D6.

"Before we were very lucky, the temperature was relatively low, and now it should be called normal."

"This terrible weather...! I can't do it, I have to take off my clothes!"

Throwing off the blue coat and the "hard hat", D6 tugged at the collar.

"This shit is much better...Damn, I don't even want to go out."

"It's only a few degrees and it's so hot that it's screaming? You French chickens are inferior!"

After failing to escape, he was held down and talked about for half an hour, and the dragon gate arm floated into the tent at low altitude.

"The Japanese citizens in 1945 were 6000 degrees quieter than you."

"Huh—?"

The two angels sneered, reached out and fished out Yi Xue Longmen's arm and held it against it with a gun.

"Turning the live broadcast will make you feel scared? How dare you insult the law?"

"No! Don't dare! Don't dare! The hero spares his life! The hero spares his life!"

"You boy, you were the one who insulted the law in the forum last night and called us baguettes?"

"That's Yakumo melon, not me! I humiliated Du Lin! Hey, are you French or German?!"

With a vigorous twist of the body, Yi Xue Longmen's arm broke free, cursing,

"Why are you making such a joke!?"

The two angels immediately retracted their guns and laughed.

"Aren't we opening it for you?"

"Fuck off, Boss Yuri was even more magnanimous than you two just now, if I insult the law! I will be kicked when I go out!"

Floating from the ground to the land mode, the small tentacles on Yi Xue Longmen's arm squirmed, holding the small money-making bowl and removing it standing upright.

"Yuri? Yuri is here too?"

"Yes, didn't Purgatory and Sandstorm find a suspicious container on the top of the mountain behind the camp last night? I guess they went to see it."

D2 stuffed the self-made trench stabs and trench sticks to D6, and the two started chatting, anyway, now is not the time to be on duty,