Doomsday Wonderland

"To be honest, your virtues are a bit annoying."

After the lid went up, the dirty gray water looked even more uncomfortable. The toilet was also covered with a deep yellow suspicious stain. This is definitely not a good scenery, but a pair of knees are now squatting in front of the toilet. I have not known how long.

"Frightening is not scary, not to mention, just like an idiot."

With the cold tone of the woman, a barefoot stepped on another head wrapped in dark hair - and then the head was "squeaky" and slammed into the toilet; before the splash, Lin Sanjiu quickly pulled his foot back.

She put her hands in her trouser pockets and floated behind a long-haired **** in red high heels.

"I said, can you lift your head?" Lin Sanjiu's appearance at this time is completely a Taimei, and every word is full of anger: "Put your ugly face back!"

The Yin spirit was covered by long hair before and after, and it was said that it was not good which face was ugly or ugly. After listening to Lin Sanjiu’s words, it seemed to make a half-song sorrow, and then hurry at the other’s feet. Before I kicked in, I put a whole head into the dirty toilet water.

"It looks so good." Lin Sanshui expressed his appreciation. However, the anger and anger in his voice still felt that her patience seemed to be small. "...Now, tell me, where is the girl with me?"

In the whispering talk, the ghost that appeared in the image of "wearing red high heels and wearing a mask" had to work hard to smudge the face while pulling the hair on the back of the head - a mouth full of sharp teeth in the hair Zhang Zhanghehe, the mouth is pulled into a silk: "Being, being pulled into the wall by the wall spirit..."

"Look, what do I say," Lin San's blue gluten on the forehead jumped and the tone was calm: "...even a half-sentence, you are really annoying."

"No, I haven't finished yet. I mean, in general, as long as the wall is gone, the living person who is pulled in will be trapped in the wall by living..." How does it look a little disgusting? The mouth is rushing one by one, "but you don't need to worry about her, because this time the wall spirit should bring her back to the South Hall."

"What are you bringing back?"

"In order to get your book..." After listening to the female voice, the female voice eased a lot, and the psychedelic neck slowly raised a little. As long as you can pick it up and put your mouth behind Lin San, then the situation can be reversed - "We don't have a lot of survival numbers. It seems that there is a relative relationship between you and you should not I don’t care about her, so I plan to use her to change books."

The head should be the long-haired woman. The speculation of "relative relationship" cannot be said to be far from the facts.

"What is your head... what kind of yin?"

"I really don't know about this! I have never seen her like it - because she always wears a hooded robes, and she has never played a hand..." I was afraid that Lin Sanjiu misunderstood, and the ghosts rushed. "The face is completely blocked..."

Lin San wine frowned and fell into meditation. As she thought about something, she looked out and looked at it—it seemed to be making sure that no one was coming here—at this time, she only heard a sudden gust of wind in her head, and it hit her neck.

In the next second, the ghost of the raid is stuck in the air.

"I forgot to tell you?" Lin Sanshui raised an eyebrow and glanced coldly at the ghost that had pinched her neck. It looks like it is going backwards and rushing toward it. At this time, it can only see the back of the head and the back of it, but it doesn't seem to struggle. It seems that it does not understand the current situation.

"...In fact, I am not a living person."

"Look, I am floating in the air... I just used it for you, not a special item, just my feet."

... There is still a Lin San wine on the boundary between the living and the Yin.

After giving the Yinling science, she used a force on her hand, and the Yin spirit became like a crushed vulcanized biscuit, which became a fragment of the sparse pull, and then disappeared into the air a little.

After the disappearance of the Yin, the air is quiet, as if nothing has ever existed. Lin Sanjiu’s expression of anxious feelings suddenly disappeared like ice and snow. She thought about it and even smiled slightly.

She went to the sink, picked up her hem and glanced at her back in the mirror.

The number has become "43".

"I hope that Spartan can be so smooth..."

After the book was cardized, Lin Sanjiu went to the bathroom while talking to himself. At the same time she was at the door, the private day’s announcement sounded clearly: “Progress: The fifth book has been found.”

Was they found by Spartan? Or was it found by a group of people in the South Hall?

Lin Sanjiu raised a heart and couldn’t take care of it, and rushed back to the Central Hall with the highest speed.

In the whisper of the wind, the announcement of the quiet day was passed into the ear.

"At this point, all five target books have been found. Please gather the books in the team as soon as possible to confirm at the workbench, otherwise it will still consume a survival number every day before confirmation."

As soon as Lin Sanjiu entered the central hall, he immediately found a bunker; immediately, in her consciousness scan, the other two figures also rushed down from the West Hall - it was Spartan and Louye.

"Who did the fifth one find it? Did the West Pavilion agree?" When several people met, Lin Sanjiu immediately asked.

"Agree, the condition is that the survival number of the South Hall is given to them." Spartan responded with a sentence, shaking a book in his hand, and suddenly smiled inexplicably. Waiting for Lin Sanshui to ask questions, his eyes swept around Lin Sanjiu - both of them found the Louqin disappeared. Lou Ye immediately asked a half-heartedly: "A Qin she...?"

Lin Sanji nodded, and Louye breathed a sigh of relief and did not speak.

Fortunately, everything is going on as they planned; with the "howtorender" in Spartan's hand, the party has mastered four books in hand - Lin Sanjiu took the book and his eyes just came. The string of long English names stayed for a few seconds, only the woman from the South Hall actually spoke.

"Great," she said slowly, calmly. "So I found the book so quickly."

Lin Sanjiu and his party did not speak. From the direction of the West Pavilion, a few shadows fell, and they stood still not far from them.

"The current situation is that we are missing books, and you are missing people."

"You should also think of it... to make an exchange."

The South Pavilion woman smiled softly.

Lin San wine tightened his breath and subconsciously exchanged his gaze with Spartan.

The library battle begins. R1152

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