Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu looked at the boulder and the ground below the cliff from a distance, and unconsciously hit the cliff with his heels one after another.

Every time it is knocked, a handful of sand and soil will roll down in clusters. I don't know where it is dragged by fate.

She has been sitting here for about ten minutes, her mind running wildly, and her thoughts have turned several times on the faces of each partner; whether it is lost or about to return.

With Bliss's soil in his mouth, Lu Ze's arm, Yuan Xiangxi who was trapped by Wu Yiliu somewhere; bid farewell to her, or never heard from again... and Bohemia who will meet again soon, Gift packs and many more people…

She had never felt so complete, and she had never felt so incomplete.

When a gust of wind blew, Lin Sanjiu raised his head and closed his eyes in the wind.

She put her ear to the wind, trying to hear if it brought any recognizable syllables or articulations, so that she could guess a few words; but the great witch and her party were too far away from her, and she heard nothing.

...what are they talking about?

From the place she is sitting at the moment, Qing Jiuliu, the big witch and Yu Yuan are just three small shadows standing among the rocks on the distant land; if you raise your hands and compare, only her little finger so big.

Qing Jiuliu ordered her to come to this place—it was indeed an "order", other than that, Lin Sanjiu couldn't find a more suitable word.

She couldn't remember when was the last time Qing Jiuliu used that calm and unquestionable tone.

"...Why did you ask that person?"

Before Qing Jiuru's "order" appeared, she was looking at the great witch, doubts knotted in her chest. "Could he have something to do with Orcius?"

This inference is not outrageous, Lin Sanjiu remembered the rumors she had heard before, and had seen the dead bodies of his subordinates, so she knew more clearly what kind of reputation that person had—if the life of an evolutionary could be used to make a doll, ordinary Why can't human life be used as a vaccine?

When Lin Sanjiu's eyes fell on the face of the great witch, she suddenly realized that she had never seen such a dazed expression on the face of the great witch. It seemed that her life and experience for so many years had been torn apart before she had time to react; it seemed that the great witch had suddenly become a newly evolved person, full of confusion about the world.

"What's wrong?" Lin Sanjiu was also taken aback.

Just as she opened her mouth, Qing Jiuliu called out, "The great witch."

His voice was flat and indifferent, and suddenly, he plunged into the brief silence between the two. The great witch closed her mouth again. Yu Yuan sat aside with his arms folded. After the sound, his eyes fell from Lin Sanjiu's body, and fell to the ground as if with weight.

"What's the matter?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help asking again.

"Did you see the cliff we jumped off?" Qing Jiuliu turned his shoulders and pointed at the cliff with a gentle tone. "Go and sit on the cliff over there."

Lin Sanjiu frowned, and was about to speak when Qing Jiuliu interrupted her. In his gentle tone, every word is firm, tight and clean, leaving no room for inquiry or hesitation.

"There is nothing to ask, you go now."

Why?

Even though he was full of questions, Lin Sanjiu still left step by step, and glanced back from time to time. The few of them sat facing each other and did not speak; at least until Lin Sanjiu walked out of hearing range, no one spoke.

After she climbed up the cliff and sat down, even if she wanted to hear it, she couldn't hear it.

She has imagined several possibilities, for example, there is still a residual power in Occidental, perhaps it is because of the cooperation with the puppeteer that he stayed; It was like avoiding talking about that matter, and dealing with it secretly... Yes, this is the most likely conclusion. After all, Occidentus is a centipede, dead but not stiff.

In any case, she trusted her partners' decisions.

Qing Jiuliu asked her to sit here, and she would sit here.

The black hole deep in her body is too big, and she will slip into it if she is not careful. Qing Jiuliu's instructions are like a hand, as long as she grasps it firmly, she will have room to breathe.

...why is this happening?

Lin Sanjiu wiped his face, and realized with confusion and confusion that his fingertips were wet and cold.

Maybe it was because her mood fluctuated so violently in the past night that she was still a little unsure.

The three partners in the distance were still talking in a low voice. After a while, Qing Jiuliu looked back in her direction and waved to her.

Lin Sanjiu realized that she could go back; her hands and feet were slightly weak, and when she stood up, her feet even slipped, kicking down a large piece of earth and rock. She didn't understand why she was nervous, and it could almost be said that she was a little uneasy, and returned to the side of the three of them.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it was like coming to hear the trial for her crimes.

The big witch drooped her eyelashes with no expression on her face. She was treating her injury in a leisurely manner, without even looking up at Lin Sanjiu; Yu Yuan just nodded at her, as if she just walked away for a while, without saying anything.

However, it was as if... as if something had exploded briefly and strongly, what she saw at this moment was only the shock and aftermath of that small explosion.

"Yuan Xiangxi should be trapped near here," Qing Jiuliu said flatly, "We just discussed how to bring everyone back."

Lin Sanjiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief—just as she didn't know why she was nervous just now, she couldn't explain why she felt a strong relief at this moment, as if she had escaped a catastrophe.

"How?" She asked expectantly.

She grabbed Qing Jiuliu's hand that stretched down the black abyss, and it wouldn't fall down again.

"Among us, you are the only one whose mobility is still relatively intact." Qing Jiuliu was still the same, and he dug himself out of the hard work very naturally: "Plus you still have A 'meet an old acquaintance in a foreign country', just right, the errand-like job of finding Yuan Xiangxi is the most suitable for you."

"No problem, I don't need to activate it, it will lead me to Yuan Xiangxi by itself." Lin Sanjiu laughed and said: "I don't think there is any need for Wu Yiliu to lie, he said Yuan Xiangxi is fine , I think it should be fine."

Qing Jiuliu nodded. "That ghost seems to have done a good job of fulfilling the duties assigned to him, which is why Wu Yiliu didn't show up until so late. You go find him," he had a momentary expression, almost conniving, consoling to children , but disappears before you can see it clearly. "I asked Ji Shanqing to come back."

"Okay," Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up, "He's back this time—"

"Yes, other people can come back with him." Qing Jiuliu also smiled at her and said, "Next, we're going to get Exodus back, after all, if you don't use it, you can't get along Complete."

…Even after losing so many people, maybe she should be grateful, right?

Lin Sanjiu walked and stopped on the rocky land, looking around and calling, sometimes she would think in a daze in the dusty morning light.

She is just a member of the vast world like insects and ants. There is nothing special about her; when the wheel of the world rolls down round after round, crushing the ground and crushing countless people who, like her, are holding on to hope and gritting their teeth, it is not What remarkable ability or quality saved her from misery.

In the end, the difference between her and so many dissipated, transfigured people was nothing more than luck.

When she lost it was because of fate, and everything she kept was also because of fate; it was because Lin Sanjiu knew this very well that she felt a kind of fear that she had never experienced before.

She doesn't know how long her luck can last, how long the fragments that make up her life can stay in place. It is precisely because there have been too many lucks and losses that are beyond her own control that she is so desperate and terrified to add a layer of human insurance to that bit of luck: vaccines.

...Just treat her as hypocritical, hypocritical, and say one thing and do another. She also didn't want to think about the consequences, because she was too scared.

This kind of fear, after Qing Jiuliu let her go to sit on the cliff alone for a while, became more intense and suffocating, almost like speeding up the cement poured into the Tianling Cap, leaving no trace of other things in her body. space for things.

She even suspected that she might go crazy if she continued to walk and search like this, but still couldn't find Yuan Xiangxi; I don't know how many times, Lin Sanjiu raised her hand again, and rubbed her skin vigorously "Meeting an old friend in a foreign land" on the website, it seems that in this way, it can be urged to hurry up—

A ray of white light suddenly pierced through the pale blue clouds in the morning, like a shooting star, and slammed **** the ground not far behind; the dull vibration faintly spread into the feet, and billows of smoke and dust rose up, densely entrenched Between heaven and earth.

how…

Lin Sanjiu turned her head, staring at the direction where the white light fell from a distance, and was stunned.

This time, in the wind, fragments were scattered, and she was asked to spell out two characters of Mohu: "...Sister!"