Doomsday Jigsaw Game

　　 Bai Wu had a dream.

　　 In this dream, he returned to the original town. In the dream, he clearly heard the plans of Ten of Spades and Bai Yuan.

　　 But this is a dream.

　　 He is very happy, so what is your plan?

　　 He was also very surprised. It turns out that I am such a special person.

　　As if the dream really has content.

　　 It's like someone dreams of humming a song in a dream, and that song is very beautiful.

　　 But when I wake up, I don't remember at all.

　　 Bai Wu suddenly realized the moment... he woke up suddenly.

　　 Then everything in the dream, there is no time to recall, it seems like a retreating wave, leaving only a trace, it is no longer chasing.

　　 When he opened his eyes, Bai Wu saw the ceiling.

　　 Numerous distorted faces, like Van Gogh’s abstract paintings, appear crookedly and densely on the ceiling.

　　 At the same time, there are many golden patterns like hour hands, floating on the huge ceiling.

　　 [The chaotic time and space, the distorted and chaotic expression, what do you think of? Congratulations, my old buddy, you are not dead yet! Did I perfectly complete the task of delaying the enemy for you? (I panicked, remember to delete the content in brackets)

　　 But right now, a new exploration has begun. The world is a circle, and I can't give any information at this time.

　　 But let's start with the data, for example... the huge ceiling in your eyes, the distance from your shoe upper at this moment is nine hundred meters. I guess you must have thought of something. 】

　　 Such a style of remarks means that the personality alternation not long ago has ended.

　　 The real white mist has gained control of the body again. It's just that Bai Wu didn't have time to express his emotions, so he was surprised by the content in the remarks.

　　 nine hundred meters? Bai Wu was taken aback.

　　 He knew what this familiar number represented, and then he turned his head abruptly.

　　 Two things in the distance caught his attention.

　　 The first one is a tyrant.

　　The tyrant is not dead.

　　 This white mist is not surprising. If the tyrant chooses himself as his own evil fall according to the rules of the well world, if the tyrant dies, he will no longer be in a human form.

　　 Like Bai Wu, the tyrant fell into a coma.

　　 When Bai Wu woke up, the tyrant slowly woke up.

　　 It's just that the tyrant is more calm than Bai Wu, after all, he knew he would not die.

　　 Of course, the tyrant is now back to his bones. The final death is like a kind of reckoning.

　　 All the flesh, wings, and weapons provided by the negative emotions, once again vanished.

　　 just looked at the huge confusion in Bai Wu's eyes, as if something shocked Bai Wu.

　　 He was curious, what exactly Bai Wu was attracted to.

　　 then followed the white mist's line of sight and looked over.

　　 At the end of Bai Wu's sight, it was empty and there was nothing, but the tyrant with amazing eyesight still noticed that there was a huge gap on the ground.

　　 is like... a passage to the next floor.

　　 My heart beat suddenly accelerated.

　　 Bai Wu’s cleverness, of course, would not be unaware of where he went.

　　 A huge elevator suddenly appeared in his mind.

　　 Then this elevator perfectly filled the gap in the distance.

here…

　　 is a high tower.

　　 realized this is that all the things previously conceived suddenly became confused.

　　The well is connected to the tower...

　　From the bottom of the well, can you reach the top of the tower?

　　 Not right... Is there a concept of the uppermost level of a tower?

　　 If this is the case, then in the inverse state of Alpha, there is only one concept of going upward in the end. Is it because going in this direction is Alpha’s obsession?

　　 Not right... Then why did Alpha climb a few floors in 700 years?

　　 He set off from the third floor of the well world and arrived at the fourth floor of the well world.

　　Some things in front of you indicate that the fourth floor of the well world is a certain floor of the tall tower.

　　 The ceiling composed of the exaggerated and abstract faces full of human negative emotions on his head has no gaps.

　　 This means that you cannot rise.

　　 Bai Wu felt very strange.

　　 In the process of thinking, he walked to the side of the tyrant.

　　 "It seems we have escaped." Bai Wu raised his fist.

　　 The tyrant was too burly body than Bai Wu, and he still fisted with Bai Wu.

　　 He has turned into a white bone shape again, but the tarsus hunger has disappeared.

　　 The tyrant at this time can be regarded as agreeing with Bai Wu.

　　 When Crimson died, Bai Wu's sadness and anger saved him.

　　 got salvation from thousands of years of drunken life and dreams and defeated the seven sins with dignity.

　　 For the tyrant, it was almost a dream, and Bai Wu helped realize him.

　　 "But the new challenge has begun. You are an outsider, you should know some information, have you been to the Jingjing District." The tyrant looked at Baiwu.

　　 Obviously, he also felt something was wrong with this place.

　　 He has never been to the tower, but he guessed a lot from the confusion in Bai Wu's eyes.

　　 Bai Wu nodded, understanding what the tyrant meant.

　　 In the Jingjing District, Bai Wu has seen the revelation of the sequence text. Someone will find the jigsaw picture scroll, find the seven sins, and unlock the secrets deep in the well.

　　 But now Bai Wu returned to the place that seemed to be a high tower, the whole thing became suspicious.

　　 Is this really a tower?

　　The height of the tower, Bai Wu has always thought, is a height beyond human imagination...

　　 It is not infinite, but it never ends. If you try to find the end, you will find that the tower will only get higher and higher.

　　 But right now, everything seems to indicate that this is the tower.

　　 900 meters high ceiling, and huge gaps.

　　 But looking at the gap, Bai Wu felt something was wrong again.

　　 When Alpha was on the seventh floor, I had seen the ceiling on the sixth floor.

　　 There is no such gap.

　　 And the gap in front of me, it fits like a puzzle with the elevator in my memory.

　　 What a coincidence.

　　Or it’s not a coincidence, but something that I didn’t even think of.

　　 A lot of confusion was hidden in Bai Wu's heart. He wanted to go and see what was under the gap now.

　　 But Bai Wu still suppressed everything.

　　 Because he has some puzzles and wants to get answers from the tyrant.

　　 Bai Wu walked slowly towards the gap, and the tyrant said:

　　 "Maybe we can explore the surroundings."

　　 Jing Roku is probably really dead.

　　 Bai Wu suddenly felt that Jing Liu said this to himself.

　　 took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, Bai Wu's mind gradually became clear.

　　 "I have some questions."

　　 "Go ahead, I can tell you what I know."

　　 "What are you and the Seven Sins? It seems that you are older than Alpha?"

　　 The gap is still far away, and Bai Wu also slowed down. The tyrant's huge boneless body scanned his surroundings and glanced at the ceiling from time to time.

　　 "We are the materialized product of emotions. We are the aborigines of the well world."

　　 This statement is acceptable to Bai Wu.

　　 Recalling that I met my mother not long ago, many things were too late to ask.

　　 Bai Yuan’s plan only had a rough outline, and it was difficult to figure out the details. Bai Wu asked:

　　 "Why did you choose me?"

　　 This sentence is very short, and the tyrant understood what Bai Wu means.

"You were born in the world inside the well, but you have the pedigree of an outsider. At the same time, the guy who can contend with the Twisted Lord has his will on you. You are the most special existence, more than what is in the world where you live? Tic-tac-toe, half-evil, talented wizards and legends of all kinds must be special."

　　The tyrant is boasting about the white fog.

　　 can be heard in Bai Wu's ears, but suddenly loses interest.

　　 "So...is it another pedigree story? It's really sad."

　　 Bai Wu's expression is very calm, a little self-deprecating in the calm.

　　 At the beginning, he thought that this story was about himself with the Eye of Prell, who relied on his own play to show his prowess in various explorations.

　　 Then he continued to complete the legendary adventures of small characters overthrowing various conspiracies and solving various puzzles.

　　 But later, like all the protagonists of anime, they found out that they had a great father and a great mother.

　　 found that I was born with all kinds of hopes.

　　 When people see this, they will say, oh, that's it again, in fact, it's just hanging up, so boring, so boring.

　　 Bai Wu feels this too, which is a bit disappointing.

　　The tyrant chooses himself, Bai Yuan chooses himself, and the ten of spades chooses himself, in fact, all because of particularity.

　　 The tyrant is like Bai Wu’s confidant, and he actually feels the boredom of Bai Wu:

　　 "But this is true."

　　 Bai Wu stopped, the distorted expressions on the ceiling wriggling, as if mocking something.

　　 the tyrant said:

　　 "Little people have no background, no special, and then change their lives against the sky. This is a very nonsense thing. Heroes are rare. People like to see heroes turning the tide, but they rarely see the layout and sacrifice behind creating heroes."

　　 "Boy, maybe you think everything about yourself seems meaningless, because you are much taller than others..."

　　 "But if you think about it this way, you will let down those who put their hard work on you."

　　 The Bone Tyrant is the one who voluntarily chose Bai Mist.

　　 Bai Wu’s past, in fact, he knows it well.

　　 The Crimson Club came to tell him something from time to time.

　　 When the white mist was born, the tyrant in the world of another level felt a kind of chance.

　　 While on the flight, in the casino, on the campus of Baichuan City, in those battles in the color gamut, he temporarily appeared in the world where the white mist is located, and he also experienced some memories of the white mist.

　　 "Bai Yuan can't give birth to a second you, and I don't believe that there is a second person in this world who can endure various childhood tortures, but has not yet become a dehumanizing monster."

　　 "Do you think I chose you, what did I fancy?"

　　 Tyrant and Bai Wu stopped.

　　 Bai Wu’s depression and self-deprecation originated from the discovery that he had no talent, as if it were just the product of the success of his father Bai Yuan’s accidental experiment.

　　 He couldn't find those... things that belonged to him.

　　Especially after seeing his mother, he was moved by her mother's protection of him, but he was also puzzled by the existence of himself and his mother. What is it for?

　　 It seems that everything is like a game of Bai Yuan.

　　 "What is it that belongs to me? Without them, where can I go?"

　　 This sentence has a slightly confused tone.

　　 "Friends, experiences so far, decisions, choices. These are all yours. A warrior should not be ashamed of fighting by relying on the inheritance left by a generation."

　　 The unlucky tyrant, but at this time he was unusually sober.

　　 "Boy, what kind of world do you think this is? How many generations do you think are sacrificed in order to fight distortion? Even now, your partners are still thinking about how to fight the impossible enemy."

　　 "You have played against him, knowing how powerful the enemy we will face in the end."

　　 "Regardless of blood, inheritance, talent, or cheating, in order to be able to drive away distortions, in order to be able to return humans to their homeland, some people are willing to be evil spirits and give up the right to be humans."

　　 "How many people desire to have your particularity! Are you still hesitating for your efforts to appear small? Are you still confused about getting the inheritance of the previous generation?"

　　 The tyrant has already walked in front of Bai Wu, white bones, making him look ferocious and angry, but his words are full of blood:

　　 "If you feel that you have obtained something that does not belong to you, your achievements are not due to hard work, but more like the plan of the previous generation...it has nothing to do with your own will, then go and break this!

　　Go and do something more amazing than this! Do what they can't do! "

　　 Bai Wu was silent.

　　 He couldn't think that he was killed, the guy who had only roar, roar, or **** roar on the third floor could say this to himself.

　　 It’s not bad to have such an evil depravity. The level of his mouth is not inferior to his own human body, and he belongs to a talk show actor who has been delayed by his powerful strength.

　　 Bai Wu suddenly smiled:

　　 "You can speak better than me."

　　 The tyrant snorted coldly:

　　 "Hmph, I chose you because of your particularity, these particularities, and the pedigree in your mouth, only occupy a part of it. More, it is your later performance."

　　 "Your choices and efforts so far are closely related to the previous generation, but without you, their will cannot advance to this point."

"There is no savior, there is only the result of the hard work of generations. Maybe you will also fail... Maybe in the end, you will be the same as the people you hate, and begin to inhuman torture your offspring for whom you repay your expectations. , Give them what you have."

　　 Bai Wu shivered, interrupting the tyrant:

　　 "Stop talking, there are pictures in my mind, that's really bad, I'll try to clear the customs..."

　　 The tyrant's last words completely ended Bai Wu's depression, because Bai Wu didn't want to be like Bai Yuan, because he couldn't beat him, so he gave birth to a son, and then gave everything to his son and played the show.

　　 even came up with a charming smile on his face, piercing his son with a needle.

too disgusting.

　　Today’s white mist, UU reading www.uukanshu. It is rare for com to have confusion and confusion, but soon these confusion and confusion dissipated.

　　 Bai Wu patted her face, all the irritability and self-deprecating in her mind disappeared.

　　 The words of the tyrant are right. Choices, experiences, friends, and my own efforts should not be ignored.

　　 In fact, the tyrant didn't finish some things.

　　 He could have told Bai Wu more intuitively that Bai Wu's talent and particularity, in fact, did not have Bai Yuan, and he could not lose his achievements today.

　　This, the tyrant is very convinced.

　　 In fact, Bai Yuan's plans were not drawn up before the birth of Bai Wu.

　　 It's not that Bai Yuan gave birth to a white mist for some plan.

　　 The truth is that Bai Yuan saw hope because of the birth of Bai Wu.

　　 It's just that the tyrant wants to see that Bai Wu can accept the baggage from the previous generation.

　　 Even if the little person in his heart relies on his own efforts, the dream of no pedigree is pierced, he will still not waver.

　　 This is what he wants to see.

　　 The two started again, and soon...

　　 They came to the gap.

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