Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 132: The style of painting inside the Black Tower is really not right.

"My inference is so wrong that it is so ridiculous...?"

Lin Sanji looked at the space in front of him with amazement, and there was no place to move under his feet.

It took only a ten minute to walk around the Black Tower from the outside. The door is so thick, the space inside is not big enough -

However, the scene in front of Lin Lin can not tell a word.

A breeze wiped her ears like an elf and blew her hair. Through the shoes, you can still feel the soft and rich land under your feet. In the vigorous grass, the soft and refreshing smell of spring, like the bright wildflowers of the stars, sing along the hillside, together with the lush forest, turn over The dwarf mountain bag disappeared.

Only two steps have been taken, and people can't help but want to pour into the flowers and plants, and take a few rolls.

Lin San wine is indeed doing this - she feels that she is like a newborn lamb at the moment, born of this spring land - feeling the skin is itched by new grass, she is a white daisy I opened my eyes and looked at the sky. Then suddenly brushed it, she was cold.

In the eyes, it is a blue and clean sky, with a trace of silk and sunny sunshine.

Looking at the sun, Lin Sanjiu narrowed his eyes, and his mind was a blank after the shock - because she walked into the Black Tower, it was only late at night.

Where does the sun come from?

The strong smell of grass and the touch of the wind when blowing over the cheeks clearly show that this is not an illusion - Lin Sanshui slammed up in the grass and tried to recall every detail.

Before the light shines up. She didn't feel the flow of spring breeze, the smell of grass...

At that time, there was only a simple darkness.

Lin Sanjiu got up and looked at the lovely things in front of her eyes. Muttered: "This, is... a copy?"

It's impossible to be wrong - this kind of feeling like walking into another space is too much like the previous two experiences. But if this is a copy, why is it in the tower? Can it be said that a copy may be created manually?

She frowned, opened the [sounding glimpse of the sky], and extended a finger. Gently touched a small yellow flower.

Since the upgrade of this ability, Lin San wine found that he can open it for a while: the primary is the original version. The second stage is the dark [a slam of the painting style], but it is very convenient. Her hand just touched, and the little yellow flower suddenly rose up and flew straight into the blue sky. The sound of "叮" turned into a light spot.

Lin San wine straight up, so shocked that there is no expression.

In the top place, this ability cannot be started. It is reasonable to say that in the tower of the Garden of Eden, it cannot be used at all.

This also shows that the copy is not "located in one place in this space", but "another space connected to this space" ... and the cause is still the same as the myriad parallel doomsday world.

Thinking of this, Lin San has a layer of goose bumps on his back. Turn around and run in the direction of the traffic.

However, as she expected, she ran for nearly ten minutes and still did not see a place similar to the entrance. There are always hillsides, woods, ponds...

"People who are not coming in are missing!" Lin Sanji smeared his face with a sigh of relief. The smugness of the previous smattering has long since disappeared. I can’t wait to return to half an hour before I fan my two slaps.

Finally, I forced myself to calm down and think about it for a while. She had a guess in her heart. Someone must have somehow in the beginning. I found out that it was a copy, so I built a tower around the copy - perhaps because of its strange shape - for the sake of this - the copy was wrapped up.

The short moment of darkness after entering the door. Probably the channel that connects the "copy space" to the Garden of Eden -

No wonder there is no guard, whoever is changed, it is impossible to think that this is actually a copy...

"But the people in the Garden of Eden built this tower themselves. How can they not know it?" Lin San wine frowned and walked down the woods for a while, carefully recalling every word that Xue Yu had told her. "At the time, she did say that many people in the Garden of Eden had many tricks many years ago..."

If the record when building the tower is lost, it is not reasonable. Let's not say that the history of the Garden of Eden is only a short period of five or sixty years. You must know that the tower and the record can be protected under the glass cover. Where can you lose it?

Such a thought, Lin San wine can not help but float a familiar doubt - at that time she did not want to understand, so I asked Xue Yu, the latter gave her an answer can almost help her. But now, everything looks wrong...

Anyway, it is imperative to find a copy of the exit.

Lin Sanjiu walked and suddenly stopped.

At this time, from the woods not far away, there was a soft humming sound. Someone was holding a strange little tune and walked towards her direction briskly.

In the position where she stood, I couldn't see the coming people - the strict and dense forest shade, covering the people who sang the song, and only discerning from the voice that the person is a woman.

Her voice is very casual and very pleasant.

Lin Sanjiu is a bit nervous, and the ability to turn it on is changed to [a sudden change in the style of painting].

She held her breath, quietly listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer to her, and the sound of singing became clearer and clearer.

The sound is still very tender, as if the owner's age is not large.

After Lin San wine was covered in a tree, he quietly explored his sight.

A narrow, indifferent will ignore the past dirt road, extending from the depths of the woods, with the people walking on it, broke into the vision of Lin Sanjiu.

For a full minute, she was not sure what she saw.

Should... impossible?

But in addition to the person she thought in her heart, she couldn't think of any other explanation at the moment.

Lin San wine slowly came out from behind the tree, and every step she took made her feel a little embarrassed - she might be crazy after entering the copy...

After violently coming out of the tree, I was shocked by the little girl. When she was shocked, she almost didn't hold the basket in her hand. The slender wine bottle fell out of the basket. Lin San wine eyes were quick, rushed over and grabbed the bottle and handed it back to the girl. .

The little girl was very scared. She grabbed the bottle and put it back in the basket. She lifted a white face with a few freckles and smiled at her. "Thank you, do you want to copy the road to the forest?"

"Oh, I, I am..." Lin Sanshang stuttered and said that she lowered her head and placed the wine in a transparent box with a cake. The red velvet hat was very conspicuous.

"Your hat is so beautiful, it is suitable for you..." She tried to say something.

The little girl smiled: "Yes, I like it, so everyone calls me Little Red Riding Hood." (To be continued)

Ps: (Thanks to the list of parts that have been brushed, I will fill it up after the information is released tomorrow.)

Thank you for the magical scent of the sacred dreams (always let you pay), e-na's evaluation ticket and Qingshui Ningyuan's evaluation ticket (you saw my words yesterday, moved), Millid's confusion (new readers!), 2 bad characters and warm heart comments of the big bad guys (I will reply to Kazakhstan later)... It seems that I still remember that there is still a white rice like a cream 77, but I have been brushed away...

In addition, I saw a few new readers in the comment area. I am super happy. The results of this book are relatively good, oh... so believe me, I have read the messages of each of you, it really means a lot to me. Thank you.

In this chapter today, is there a feeling of sweeping the dark style of Eden?

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