Doomsday Wonderland

This is anti-theft, I caught a cold immediately, and my condition is very bad, the text can only be worn down slowly... What's going on, I have caught a cold for the second time this year, it's only been a few months

"Walk!"

Before the light dissipated, Lin Sanjiu grabbed Bohemia's wrist, dragged her and rushed out. In the blink of an eye, the two passed the little girl who was still standing still and didn't react; they plunged into the dark night that was still far away from them just now.

"Yes, but—"

Bohemia had just had time to start, when she realized that she had rushed out of the copy. She also reacted very quickly, immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence, turned her hand and threw it behind her, a large silver net sparkling with starlight suddenly opened in mid-air—just when it encased the backs of the two of them, the silver net The big net seemed to be electrified, and a string of dazzling silver sparks burst out suddenly.

Amid the howling wind from running, Lin Sanjiu raised his voice and shouted without looking back: "Try to stop those dungeons!"

"I'm working hard!" Bohemia followed her closely, her voice trembling with the bumps in her footsteps: "But what if they keep following us?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't know what to do, so he gritted his teeth and ran for a while, seeing the lights and voices of people on the street in the distance getting closer to them, but when he looked back, the big silver net in the sky was still splattering with flames, obviously being surrounded by countless people. Something unseen was bumping against it--even at a glance, she could see that the flames were splashing more and more frequently, and even the little silver net itself was shaking and quivering violently.

"Lead the dungeon to the downtown area!" Bozuo Zhuyan shouted in a low voice, "There are few outsiders here, let us block it!"

It is certain that the goal of the dungeon is to eliminate the degenerates. Such a small number of goals does not help to gather the attention of the dungeons; it is just that these degenerates are caught off guard, and I am afraid they will die. Simia glanced at the bright lights behind him from a distance, and with a response, he suddenly turned his feet, and changed direction like an arrow from the string, rushing back into the desolate white and dark place—at the same time, he forgot to take Pauline's three wines. pull down.

"Oh..." Bolin Sanjiu curled a lock of long hair with his fingers, "You go now."

Even though the neck bone was completely broken in half, so that there was no way to support the head, the figure was still running slowly backwards. From the front, you can almost see my head hanging up limply, only my shoulders are empty; often my footsteps rush slowly, so that I can see a faint shadow of the front of my head being thrown up.

That's what it means to treat a bad heart like a donkey's liver and lungs.

"You have to back away," Simia said firmly for half a second, and looked away. "It might not be safe out there, he—if he wants to, go back to Exodus first."

"If you dare."

"No fries yet."

"They will keep chasing after them," Simia shouted while running, "After all, they are dungeons, even if they suddenly become active, there must be no limit! Otherwise, why did they just retreat outside the downtown area? "

Then, there was a high, warm breath. It was just such a breath, but it was like the cloth soaked in hot water under the body, which made people feel cold all over unexpectedly. This figure seems to be wondering where his destination is, whether his feet are firm at all, and rushes right and left in the night, as slowly as a phantom. If the seven of them are slow and careful, I'm afraid that I will slip out of my field of vision if it doesn't break a few times.

Thinking of that, Zuo Zhuyan suddenly trembled, as if his whole body had been struck by electricity—you suddenly slowed down your pace, and slowly shouted: "Come closer!"

"…You knew already."

You immediately took a breath.

I can still run with a broken neck bone, and I feel tired after running for so long...

"Ask him, did he see what I look like when I followed you out of the medical station?"

"He can die, and he still owes you a small debt."

"What is he doing!"

"...Is he going or not?"

"Just asking nonsense, it's so dark, how can you see clearly?"

How on earth did I survive before breaking my neck?

"He knows it again!" Bo Zuo Zhuyan was running wildly, still forgetting to bicker, "He can only talk, but he wants to-"

"Are you going to run up all the time? Your internet speed is going to hold up!"

Simia could bear it, and turned around to leave—if you delay going up, it would be too ironic for this dead man to slip away from the front of the small building. However, after walking a few steps and looking back, the shadow of Bolin Sanjiu is still standing there, stretching his neck and looking at you like a mole.

"If we attacked you suddenly, wouldn't you notice it!" Bolin Sanjiu was slower than you, glanced back, and said everything: "Now... now you also know where these people have gone , it was clearly still there just now!"

"I know I'm tired too," Bolin Sanjiu complained, with a slight panting sound outside his voice. "It's been a long time since I ran away..."

Has this person ever looked back once—I also know whether it’s because I really noticed that I was being followed, or because I couldn’t turn my head—I didn’t even change my footsteps, and I always kept at the same speed. It does look like he knows what's going on in front of him.

"Why does that guy speak with a fart sound?"

Those few words seemed to be blurted out without thinking, but once the words came out, you felt that what you said really didn't make any sense.

The seven people stopped by and looked at each other.

That incident must have nothing to do with Little Flood, but what Simia can ask from the vice itself is, is there any connection between the seven? Why must the degenerates be eliminated?

Simia withdrew her thoughts and nodded loudly.

"Look at what's unexpected. He's always thinking about letting you go, it's too suspicious!"

[Xiaoxiang APP search "Spring Gift" New users get 500 book coins, old users get 200 book coins] Simia pursed her lips, wondering if she was in the mood to argue with you at the moment, and kept rushing off for a moment. The night wind blew past the ears, cheeks and hair of the seven people, making your skin icy cold; even though the distance was reduced by half, the figure still neither accelerated nor turned back, but retreated a place Before the deserted street, the figure flashed and disappeared outside the half-abandoned building.

"Can you go back?"

"We didn't show up to scare him back? Did he just want to leave?"

"Ambush?" Simia immediately opened Pure Touch, "How is that possible? You didn't have anything when you came."

"Why is he so bad-hearted all of a sudden?"

"I seem to have noticed that you are chasing me?"

"Follow me!" At that time, Bolin Sanjiu and Simia came to a conclusion at the same time.

"What, what's wrong? Why?"

"He forgot? Did he insist that you register him as a 'VIP' outside the system?"

Bolin Sanjiu stretched out his hand and grasped the silver net in the air, and barely stabilized it, so he had no chance to squint his eyes and look at it.

"Why is he still leaving?"

After you finished speaking, Simia suddenly slapped you heavily on the shoulder, and the words in front of you suddenly turned into a cry of pain. Waiting for you to curse someone unexpectedly, Simia pointed at the night in the distance, and lowered her voice: "Look!"

Pauline Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, his golden brown eyes flickered, and he thought for a while: "...what's safe?"

Pauline Sanjiu thought for a while, finally nodded reluctantly, turned around and left, and slowly disappeared in the direction of Exodus. Simia breathed a sigh of relief, and stood quietly for a while, listening to the movement outside the abandoned building; the street that was destroyed to the point of death seemed to be dead, was there any sound? .

"bad."

"Hold on a little longer," Simia shouted, "how long do you think they've been chasing you!"

The two men stared at each other for a while, and Simia gave in first: "You know, it's not like he backed off with you... But he must be careful."

"Why is he hiding from you!" Bolin Sanjiu's voice sounded immediately, with a nasal tone, as if he had bumped into something just now—Simia was taken aback, and was about to ask you why When you came back, you were the first to answer this question with an exit: "There is no one lying in ambush on the road inside, and everyone is surrounded!"

"Nonsense, let him say it."

Just as you were quietly approaching this half of the building, you suddenly heard a sound of footsteps that shook the white night and rushed towards you from far to near at a low speed—Simia shuddered all over, waiting to turn around , slowly jumped up, and rushed to the door of the building, making the figure in front of you that was rushing towards you fall into nothingness.

"This... is this the dead man just now?"

Sighing, Simia called out [teach students according to their aptitude], and used it to push open the small door that was only half closed. The cool air mixed with the smell of dust rushed out from the white space at once, choking the seven of them almost coughing—you covered your mouth and nose, and called out two swimming fish, which moved little by little outside the faint light. Go deep in the dark.

It seems that there used to be a church, covered with blue plaster floor tiles; even though it was half-destroyed unexpectedly, you can still vaguely feel its grandeur and solemnity in the whiteness. Stepping over the dusty broken cross, Simia first walked out of the small church hall—everything was submerged in the bright white darkness, but you can vaguely feel that no eyes are looking at you .

Simia sighed, it was a last resort, so I had to reveal the truth to you: "To be honest, you think it is very unlikely that you know what happened to the dead man just now. It must be what you think, It was too unexpected for him to stay there..."

Bolin Sanjiu asked loudly while putting away the small silver net. It ended after a few minutes of failure, and you never made a sound during the run; Zuo Zhuyan must have turned his head, and almost realized that there was no one around him.

Just as Simia guessed, the dungeon gradually caught up. It is also known that for some reason, the range and speed of their movement are still unlimited-perhaps thanks to that, Bi Luo Huang Quan was not swallowed by the rampant dungeons.