Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

The bird on the tree is laughing haha

Wawa, why is Wawa crying

Did you think of mom's words?

Wawa, don't cry anymore

Tell me what's on your mind

I used to have a home

And dear mom and dad

Dad was drunk one day

Picked up the axe and walked towards mom

Dad, Dad chopped a lot

The red blood stained the wall

Mom's head rolled under the bed

Her eyes are still looking at me

Dad. Mom. Why. Why?

Then dad asked me to help him

We buried mum under the tree

Then dad raised his axe

Peeled my skin and made a doll

Shelley was horrified and stepped back subconsciously. Suddenly, the doll appeared, still sitting in its original position.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Shelley.

Shelley started breathing quickly.

The doll opened her mouth.

"What, big sister, you are also a baby."

"I am not!" Shelley shouted.

Ma Sha stabbed the party secretary's waist hard.

So she activated her ability and placed Shelley in a long rectangle.

Ma Sha galloped up.

The little girl shouted: "How are my acting skills!"

"You first relieved your ability! Panicked!"

Then Ma Sha picked up Shelley, and the party secretary ran over, maintaining the coverage of Shelley.

She glanced at Shelley's mouth.

"Wait a minute!" The party secretary yelled, and then stretched out Shelley's mouth, "Damn, this guy is about to bite her tongue, she actually thought she was in a dream."

"I'll go." Ma Sha turned Shelley over, facing herself, and looked at her mouth, "Cruel man, miss you are a cruel man, I'm scared. But I like this kind of brave girl, we The eighth place in the maid’s shop is yours."

As Masha said, he rubbed the place that should be rubbed vigorously.

"How does it feel?" While teasing, the party secretary came up and rubbed himself, "Oh, it's not bad."

"The last scene, finish the work."

Ma Sha connected the door to his underground base. After opening it, he and the regiment secretary yelled Shelley and ran away.

"How are you going to set up the scene? This is nothing!"

The party secretary said.

Ma Sha put Shelley down, moved the chair he used to step on when he installed the lights, wiped it with the raincoat, and placed it in the center of the room where he was now, then moved Shelley up and set it up.

"Wait! I'll be back soon." After speaking, he entered the random door and left.

Less than three minutes later, the door opened again, and Ma Sha carried the full-length mirror he had brought from Qianxun's room and placed it in front of Shelley.

"The lovely pink full-length mirror matches the surrounding post-industrial scene wonderfully! Full of contrasts and contradictions!"

Then he ran back to the fairyland, and babblingly took out the table where the monitor had just been placed, and placed it at the midpoint of the line between the full-length mirror and Shelley.

Finally, he went back and got a music box, and after winding it a few times, he threw it on the table.

"Stop this one, right?" The Communist Party secretary vomited.

"What I want is to stop suddenly."

"Can this work? What effect can this have?"

"There is no need to form an effect. This is a dreamland. The dreamland has no logic. If it is weird." After Masha made any door disappear, opened the music box, and the music started to play while standing behind Shelley, putting on a mask, After removing the whole yellow raincoat, he made a gesture to the party secretary.

"Sigh."

"Huh? Don't you hide?"

"No, I want to speak lines. Anyway, let's start."

Chapter 326 The King of Yellow Clothes, Sending Sugar (four more)

Shelley felt no pain.

She didn't even have the feeling of biting her tongue.

——Sure enough, is suicide not allowed in this dream?

At this time, she was sitting in an empty and simple space. The floor of the space was an unmodified concrete floor. She raised her gaze. The first thing that caught her attention was a table—the spy’s observational power made her She almost immediately realized that this table was exactly the same as the table where the computer was placed in the fairyland just now.

On this old, unesthetized table, there is a delicate and lovely music box.

The melody of "Variations on Little Stars" came out slowly from the music box.

The lovely tone of the music box is in sharp contrast with the cold, inorganic industrial colors around it, but with the melody of the little star, Shelley unexpectedly feels a little relieved