Doomsday Wonderland

Yu Yuan was very worried at this time.

"You can keep your head up when I'm talking to you," he whispered to the people behind him as he walked, "and you have to look ahead to know where we're going?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry," Lin Sanjiu said, carefully glanced at his profile, as if wondering if he was angry, "I will follow you carefully and never run around."

Yu Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose again.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes," he sighed very tiredly, pointed to Kiyotaka who was leading the way ahead, and said, "...you look at the way."

Obviously, his friend suddenly became his own slave, which was a big burden for him; especially when that friend was demanding himself from the standard of a good slave everywhere—Lin Sanjiu was such a good slave.

Or, on the surface, such a good slave.

"Let her go ahead of you," the puppet master said suddenly without looking back. "She fell at the end because she wanted to run."

As expected of the person who has turned living people into his own property all the year round, he has more experience; Yu Yuan sighed again, his face was not surprised, only exhausted.

He stretched out his arm without looking at it, and sure enough, he just grabbed Lin Sanjiu's shoulder that was about to slide out - this time, Yu Yuan was also a little angry: "You go to the middle!"

At this time, Qingjiu stayed in front to lead the way, and several people formed a loose team; the dark shadow of the puppet master seemed to tear a narrow and long gap in the hall, walking not far or near in Qing Beside Kuyu, birds and beasts scattered everywhere. In two or three minutes, except for their group of six, they only saw the distant shadows of other evolutionaries.

Pina didn't know whether it was because it was not yet time for her entry, or because she was worried about Lin Sanjiu, or because she wanted to see more people in this line of people who were usually not seen, and she still hesitated to follow the last of the team.

"Didn't you say it?" Kiyotaka was a little bit dumbfounded, "As soon as we pass the exit, we can immediately remove the effect for you..."

"no no,"

Lin Sanjiu, who couldn't resist the master by force, was pushed by Yu Yuan among several people, and he was caught in the front and back, but his mouth was still very obedient: "I don't have any requirements, so I don't need to be extra kind to me, I'm very satisfied, very good. Happiness, if I have an afterlife, I am willing to be the slave of the Yu family."

A bit of despair appeared on Yu Yuan's face.

"How far?" He didn't even want to respond to Lin Sanjiu, and only asked Qing Jiuruu.

"It's coming soon," Qing Jiuruu said, raising his head again, and quickly glanced at the ceiling of the gambling hall. Yuan Xiangxi's head was also aroused by his actions, and he looked at the ceiling a few times. He accidentally stepped on the puppet master's foot because he didn't care about the top and the bottom. When Yu Yuan reached out his hand, he took Yuan from the air. After heading west, the ghost in white slid down the ground and muttered, "It's not necessary... Um, Kiyotaka, what are you looking at?"

Pushing open the door at the end of the hallway on the right side of the gaming hall, Kiyotaka looked back for a few seconds again, but did not answer, but gradually frowned.

He is also a human being, but his emotions are so powerful that they are almost aggressive; just by looking at his expression, one feels that he will fall in involuntarily, be provoked like a string, and be with him. Synchronous resonance—even the puppet master couldn't help but feel a little bit of doubt at this moment.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yuan asked.

"I'm wondering if the copy has found out..." Kiyotaka didn't finish his sentence, as if he didn't want to put the thoughts in his mind into words and let it echo in the air of the copy.

Everyone who followed behind him looked solemn. Even if no one speaks out, the same worry still weighs on everyone's heart.

Kiyomizu shook his head. "Let's go," he motioned the puppet master to take out the exit pass, and said, "After passing this gate, the effect of Lin Sanjiu can be lifted. After this gate, the area where the copy power cannot be controlled is similar to construction. Unfinished construction grounds... through the grounds, you leave the copy, so only those with the exit pass and their possessions can walk through the door."

"What about you?" The slave Lin Sanjiu also remembered to ask.

Just as Qing Jiuruu was about to open his mouth to answer, he didn't know what he remembered, and quickly glanced at the casino lobby behind him; the answer that floated on his lips was changed to: "Let's go over and talk about it first."

Behind the door he pushed open was a space that didn't resemble a gambling hall in the slightest—without any lighting, decoration, or carpet; the empty, rough concrete walls stretched out into the distance as if there was no end, until the end of the line of sight. disappeared into a point.

The puppeteer was the first to walk through the door and stopped a few steps away.

Kiyotaka took a low breath and walked through the door - the worries that had been lingering in the depths of everyone's hearts finally didn't come true; he took this step smoothly and soon stopped beside the puppet master Feet, it seems that even Kiyotaka himself can't believe it.

"Come in," his expression didn't brighten up much, as if he didn't dare to let himself rest assured, and was still secretly preparing for disappointment.

Yuan Xiangxi was a little uncertain, and stretched out his feet to test the concrete floor, as if a wild deer was about to cross the road; feeling relieved, he quickly burrowed in.

Before Lin Sanjiu didn't go in, Yu Yuan naturally wouldn't go in either; while Pina stood behind the two of them, stretched her neck to look at the door, and was even less interested in going in.

"That..." She didn't dare to speak out loud, especially she didn't want to draw the puppet master's attention to herself, so she walked carefully to Lin Sanjiu and said, "I think I'll send you here..."

"Are you really not leaving?" Lin Sanjiu looked at Yu Yuan, not daring to let him hear what he said next, so he kept his voice soft: "If you stay, what's the difference between me being a slave of the Yu family? ...Oh, or I'll run with you..."

Yu Yuan couldn't help raising his head, as if he was looking for redemption in the sky.

"If you're embarrassed to do something to the servant," the puppet master said coldly to Yu Yuan across the door, "I'd love to help you."

This sentence is like a double-play button. In just a few seconds, the whole process that could have been dragged for half a day was fast-forwarded: Lin Sanjiu quickly entered the door without saying a word, and was caught by the big witch. After the strength of her was held in place, Yu Yuan walked in and pulled the [Federal Flag] off her body.

Only then did Lin Sanjiu shudder, and he reacted as if he had just woken up from a dream. With a sigh of relief, he let go of his shoulders.

When she raised her head, Pina had not left, and was still standing by the door; seeing the [Confederation Flag] being torn off, it seemed that Pina was finally relieved.

"Pina," Lin Sanjiu called out immediately, "I can give you the Confederate flag right now—"

"Let's go," Pina said repeatedly, waving her hands, "I can see that your friends really take care of you. I won't go with you..."

Kiyotaka walked over slowly and leaned against the wall beside the door.

Not only Lin Sanjiu, everyone's eyes were attracted by his footsteps; Pina and everyone had the same misunderstanding, blushed, looked at the floor, and stammered: "You, you Don't use it to persuade me specifically..."

Kiyotaka put his hands in his trouser pockets, not so much that he looked lazy, but rather that he was in a daze.

"Qingjiuyu?" Lin Sanjiu called out—she was still waiting for him to persuade Pina. "what are you thinking about?"

"Ah?" Qing Jiuruu was stunned for a moment, as if he had just been brought back to his senses, he frowned and said slowly, "No...it's fine, I'm just a little..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly folded his waist, his hair slid down, revealing a slender neck.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Sanjiu was startled and rushed up a few steps, but didn't know what to do.

"It's okay," Qing Jiuliu's words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth. His breath and voice seemed to be pushed out of his throat by the internal organs, which sounded trembling. "Go... go ahead, yes, just go ahead first... I'm fine, I just need to think carefully about how to go..."

How to go?

Lin Sanjiu looked back, the empty and rough concrete space behind him stretched straight forward—even a blind man could walk straight down without thinking.

Is it because there is another way ahead?

After she posed this simple question, Qing Jiuruu didn't reply. He stood up straight again, his eyes crossed the crowd, and he threw himself into the cement space in the distance, as if he didn't hear Lin Sanjiu's question.

Even Pina was stunned, standing by the door, holding the door frame with one hand, as if she didn't know if she should turn around and leave.

"Let's go," he whispered, "I know, right up front...should be right up front."

"Should?" The two words of the puppet master plunged into the air like ice thorns.

"Is it..." Yu Yuan glanced back at the direction of the dungeon casino and asked.

Kiyomiku was deaf to the voices around him—it was as if his whole energy was focused on a certain puzzling issue in his mind, so that for a brief moment, Lin Sanjiu even suspected that he even had his own group. existence is forgotten.

From the looks of him, his body does seem to be fine... so what?

Just taking two or three slow and heavy steps forward, Qing Jiuruu suddenly slumped, unable to support himself, and fell to the ground - "Qing Jiulu!" Lin Sanjiu screamed in surprise, and hurriedly stretched out his hand Go and pull him, "what's the matter with you?"

Qing Jiuliu was half sitting and half kneeling, his head bowed, and the knuckles of his fingers, clutching his clothes, turned white.

After several seconds of long silence, when Kiyotaka finally raised his head slowly, Lin Sanjiu met his gaze, and he couldn't help but slump down beside him.

His fear... was so powerful, so contagious, that she couldn't stop shivering.

"I don't know how to get out," Kiyotaka raised his face, his words like the dark wind passing through the empty cave. "I can't imagine...how can I get out of the copy."

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This chapter is really fucking... The process of writing updates is a process of dying once, dying every day

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