Doomsday Wonderland

: 611 slippery Lin San wine

Lin Sanjiu has never had such a strong killing of the dolls.

Being shot, hitting, standing up, rushing back to the runway, and being shot by a shot. It sounds like it took a minute to follow this process, but she greatly underestimated the concentration of shots in the last minute.

The words of the puppet teacher are just as good as the rules of the game; when his voice falls, the rest of the players and the dolls are suddenly like crazy. The endless stream of shots that hit the air is like Wave after wave of tsunami.

When Lin Sanjiu was once again shot by a shot put, a "4" appeared on the ground under her feet.

... This is the second time she has been shot. The last time she was thrown out by the shot, she didn't even have time to rush back to the runway, and she was taken back by another shot. It was a long way of breathping. Lin San wine raised her eyes and the heart tightened. It is.

The track that has just been left behind her has been covered with dense, hundreds of bright lines; one line has not disappeared, and there are countless shots landing, pulling more shiny, parabolic parabola behind the ball. .

The net made up of parabola quickly spread in the sky, and there was no space to escape. There were shots that were far and near and flying in the air. "Mom!" Lin Sanjiu snorted, and his feet were also Did not dare to stop, opened the rocket and rushed out to the runway in the distance, trying to go back to the runway around a circle before the shot put on her.

However, the shots thrown out by the evolutionists with various means are too fast. She just ran two steps forward, another shot has been hit, and "slammed" and once again slammed her out of the distance - this time, she is farther away from the runway, the ground The number has also become "3".

"How old are you!" The Queen of Souls clung to the shoulders of Lin Sanjiu, and hated the iron and shouted like a steel: "Walk around, go around, run forward!"

Really standing and talking, no pain!

For a moment, Lin Sanshui’s mind rolled through countless sentences, but she couldn’t say a word; she is now from the nose to the chest and abdomen, as if it was burned on fire, all the breath of breath is used. Running seems to be not enough, and the lungs are hurting.

Once again, she was completely defeated by the shot put. When she knew that the ghost world would have any punishment for her, Lin Sanjiu gnawed her teeth and opened it for one second on the rocket.

"She is very difficult to circumvent," Bai Fatzi said in a fair statement. He ate a gale with a mouth full of sorrows; this almost slammed his skull and waited for him. When I finally re-visited the scenery around me, Lin Sanjiu just breathed a sigh of relief, and one foot stepped into the edge of the runway.

"Your Majesty!" Bai Fatzi suddenly screamed and screamed, and Lin Bing was so stiff - almost at the same time that she stopped her foot and went to the ground, a shot was called from the top of her head. In the past, I left a bright parabola in midair.

"Don't move!" The Queen of Soul also shouted, and at the same time, the pure touch of Lin Sanjiu also started - she immediately tightened her muscles and stopped the momentum that was going forward; At this moment, another shot was rubbed in front of her, and a bright line was drawn in front of her.

In this short moment, Lin San’s head and front floated a parabola, limiting her to this small space.

What exactly is these parabola, she has the answer in the next second.

She is not the only one who learns the 17th method and chooses to be shot in the lead; in the half-second of the Lin San wine cellar in the original place, on the side of the runway in front of her, suddenly a faintly emerged Figure - In this way, she only knows one person.

The bearded man was shaped from the air, and when he stepped on the runway, the number behind him just jumped to "8"; then, he turned his body and hit a parabola in front of her. on.

All of this happened between the electric and the flint. When Lin Sanji wanted to sound the police, it was too late.

The bright parabola shook in the air, as excited as a trap that finally caught the prey; the beard was motionless, pulled by the bright line from one end to the middle, and disappeared on the runway—

When the parabola is also completely extinguished, whether it is the big beard or the bright line itself, it seems to have never existed.

"Wh...what..." Lin Sanjiu stunned, and in a moment he was shocked, and he couldn’t feel anything.

"What else, run!"

The Queen of Soul screamed and suddenly she got back to God; Lin Sanjiu turned back and found that time was approaching, and when she jumped up, she rushed out to the front - but at the front of the runway, I don’t know what It’s already full of silky parabola, some are disappearing, some are just forming; these parabolas make up a wide and dense net, obviously the shots players throw out in advance, in order to block the rear race Player.

Lin Sanjiu slammed into the air and made a decision. He turned and ran out of the runway.

Judging from the words of the puppeteer just now, the players in the shot put game seem to have to throw all the shots on the ground within a limited time - not to look at the players, only three hundred people, that piled up like mountains and rivers The shots can be more than a thousand. If the dolls did not order the players to throw the shots in a minute, there would be a little bit of vacant space on the runway.

Now, Lin Sanjiu has no choice but to be forced out of the runway by the intensive parabola. She doesn't even know how far it is going to run because she is behind her, in front of her body, her head and her feet, almost everywhere. They are all covered with shiny and bright parabola; almost no runner can see it in the field of vision.

If the gift package was just fortunate, he was now poured down by a basin of ice and snow, and his face was white.

"Why... why?" He turned sharply and raised his voice to the puppet teacher: "How is my sister, you have to put her to death?"

The man who was tightly wrapped in black leather didn't even look at him, just staring at the shot putter in the distance. In the screams of "I don't have a ball!" "People, where are they!", those shot players who are not dolls are disappearing one by one - when they throw the last When a shot put, when it was lost and squatted on the ground, they were stunned by something invisible and immediately disappeared into the air.

The puppet teacher looked at it for a while, and bored the ash that didn’t exist on the corner of the clothes. Then he turned his head and seemed to hear the voice of the gift bag: "What do you say?"

The courage of the gift package just angered for a while, was aired for a few seconds, and it has already melted away. He was red with a pair of eyes and murmured: "My sister..."

"Your sister," the puppet teacher interrupted him and sneered with a sneer: "You have a cheaper sister who is halfway on the road. There is no other skill, only one thing, that is, when you die, you never die."

The gift bag immediately opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the reason and desperately restrained himself; the doll teacher saw the eyelids hanging down, gloomy and whispered: "Do not believe, look back."

For a moment, the package almost thought that he would blame himself when he turned back - but if the other party wants to kill him, he does not have to lie to him first; the package hesitated for half a second, and finally braved the courage to look at the runway.

"Hey?" His eyes swept away in the field, his eyes suddenly brightened.

Because of disappointment, the doll teacher sounded very bad: "She ran again."

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