Doomsday Wonderland

...you have to leave this place quickly.

Holding the towel on his face tightly, Lin San wine dragged the soft legs and walked to the other side of the ruins in the shadow. The highest **** gave her only a pair of ordinary cloth shoes. Every step taken in a piece of minced meat and mucus creaked. Without two steps, the soles were already slippery and unstable.

The furniture that was broken by her became a patch of irregularly shaped hills. There were black and faint gaps between the fragments of the seven and eight. These large and small deep slit holes are like countless eyes, staring silently at each step of her in the dark.

In the depths of these gaps and holes, are there also dead bodies and other things walking around?

Lin Sanjiu thought of this, stopped the foot in the first few steps of the ruins; she called out the [tornado whip], gently squatted a few times, and rolled the ruins in front of it with the gentlest wind, clearing out A narrow road that barely accommodates.

She picked up two pieces of wood of the right size, sideways and carefully squeezed through the gaze of countless black holes, only to feel that their nerves were all tightened. This may be why the former evolutionists did not break the furniture and always let them stack up—at least one piece of furniture has regular gaps and spaces. A cabinet is not attached to the ground, and the cabinet door is open. It can be seen at a glance.

When she finally got out of the ruins and stepped on the first complete bed, she seemed to loosen the skeleton. Lin Sanjiu found a pair of spare boots in the card library and replaced the sticky shoes on her feet. She called out a new towel and used one foot to help pinch the board to the broken palm. One end, the other hand hardened to tie the splint to his left hand.

For the evolutionary, this less severe fracture can be healed in a few days, and only the enduring pain is a bit unbearable. Although the physical fitness has far surpassed that of ordinary people, the pain is more sensitive. After all, pain is an alarm signal, and it should never be passivated.

After removing a roll of toilet paper, she tore off a few paragraphs and squeezed the two tightly into the ears.

Wiping a face with a towel, and when Lin Sanjiu finally cooked herself almost, she was like a collapse, and she couldn’t get up, and her back was cold. Even if she knows that the time is tight, she must go to find someone as soon as possible. She can't help but fall down on the bare bed and hit the back with a faint pain.

She can feel the faint and incomprehensible consciousness, and is slowly spreading in the depths of her mind, bit by bit, not flustered.

After a minute of rest, it was a minute... She looked at her heavy gasp and turned into a white mist in the night.

However, only seven seconds, Lin San wine can not stand the anxiety of the heart. She looked at the dark night sky in front of her, and she couldn’t help herself.

The whip just shattered the furniture around the fish tank, and it was almost impossible to find out the direction of the deer leaves.

Now, where is the cemetery, ask her where to find the white fat man?

The feeling of stuffing the paper **** in the ears was always uncomfortable. She gently rubbed her ears and listened to the muffled noise of the paper **** in the auricle.

"Who is the bed?"

Lin Sanjiu sighed. Was the Mu Xin just the person himself? If you know where he is going, just fine...

"Who is the bed?"

Or she can keep up with the shadow of the escape. Although nothing has been seen clearly, at least it knows a vague general direction.

"Do you want to come down and see?"

Then, what is the Supreme God doing now? Has he never caught the puppet teacher? It’s really anxious, as long as you meet a companion is enough, but she can’t meet one.

Among the people who met after entering the furniture cemetery, Mu Xin disappeared, the deer leaves died, and the "Queen of the Soul" was a replica - only a small preserved egg, she was a bit inaccurate. The child did not seem to hurt her, and it felt like a real person. Would you like to go back and find a small preserved egg?

"You don't talk, can I come up?"

Lin Sanjiu has already made up his mind to think of this; she has always intentionally remembered the road in the future, and it is not difficult to find it.

Go on, she is directing her heavy body and turning over. Lin Sanjiu stepped on the **** and painful feet and found a narrow space from a few cabinets; she stepped her left foot on the narrow space and placed her weight on her left foot to start looking for her. Drop the place on your right foot.

"Don't go, I will come."

I don't know if it is an illusion. Lin Sanjiu seems to have heard the sound faintly through the paper group. She didn't dare to take the paper ball at random, turned her head back, and looked around. The dark furniture stood in the dark night, and the dark voids were scattered around, and everything was still the same.

With every step she took, the toilet paper in her ears couldn't help but rub each other, it was easy to get it wrong.

I blame her for not thinking about it before, and now I have to re-fold it back into the ruins of the furniture. She cheered and watched the gap around her while climbing a big chest of drawers. From the top of the chest of drawers, Lin San wine leaped gently and fell into the center of many large vases of half a person.

When I stepped forward, my clothes suddenly pulled back, and I didn’t take it out.

Lin San’s scalp was fried and slammed through the body. He just had to squat down. He suddenly realized that the line drawn from his clothes had hooked the drawer handle of the chest of drawers and pulled the drawers away. She gasped, smashed the thread and turned around to move on.

One step still failed to take it.

Her head was too late to get back, and her elbows slammed back and slammed out, just in the back of a wet hand. Lin Sanjiu grabbed it one step at a time, waiting for the hand to retract the drawer, hitting the drawer hard, and suddenly squeezed the wrist. She seemed to hear a scream, but she was not sure; she just called out the special anesthesia gun, and she didn't aim. The hand suddenly realized what it was like, and hurriedly shrank back.

Lin San was not in love, and immediately slammed the drawer; she held the gun and stared at the drawer for a while, seeing that it never opened again, and hurriedly rushed into the big vase.

Fortunately, she only took her clothes... She was still holding a gun in her hand, her skin was blown by the wind, and her sweat was cold. There are countless celadon vases that are exactly the same, arranged neatly, as her footsteps quickly recede; crossing the vase is the pile of furniture ruins.

If you can, Lin San wine really can't wait to fly back.

Behind the door of these closets, in the chest of drawers, under the coffee table, behind the back of the ergonomic chair... there is no place to hide. When she strode to the last row of this large vase, she even had to stop and take a slow breath – as soon as she went out, the black crevices, the hollows, the doors on them, I have to surround her again.

Biting his teeth, Lin Sanjiu felt that he had enough courage; she took a step and looked around. After a pause, she slowly turned her head and glanced at her.

This time, she lowered her head.

In the faint darkness below the mouth of the vase, a face is opposite to her.

Lin San’s throat was almost screaming, and the subconscious stepped back, and the vase fell to the ground with one foot; however, the vase was not broken, but it smashed a corner and fell to the ground and dripped. She squatted for half a second, violently reacted, and rushed forward in a few steps. When she picked up the vase, she would buckle it to the ground--there was a vague voice in the vase, and she could not hear clearly; Just when Lin Sanjiu just raised the vase, he dropped a half fish tail from the mouth of the bottle.

The tail of the fish flickered and was quickly taken back into the vase, but Lin Sanjiu still saw it clearly - it was Mussin's mermaid tail.

She hurriedly put the vase on the ground and pulled out the paper **** in her ears; the sound from the bottle immediately and clearly rang, and it was really Mussin: "You are on your head! Look at your head!"

Lin Sanjiu sighed and slammed his head up.

She is facing a huge face full of obesity like a full moon.

In the snowy, round, swelled face with black eyes, a geisha-like cherry mouth opened slightly, slowly picking up a smile.