Doomsday Wonderland

"Your companion is really happy."

The only three-quarters of the head of the man sat on the branch and giggled, and then jumped lightly, and floated in the air in front of him.

The missing piece looks very smooth. When the little orange turns a circle in the air, the exposed fracture and the brain that is faintly visible from the fracture are flattened like a cartoon, without any Realism.

"咔哒咔哒" hit a half-hearted lighter, and finally stayed for a long time and finally ignited the smoke in his mouth - after taking a deep breath, his expression eased, while spitting smoke, said: "... …Yes."

With the big eyes of the deer, Little Orange looked at him with interest: "You don't seem to care?"

"It was originally a Ping Shui meeting." Qing Jiu left a yawn, "...the same as who walks, there are no one around."

"I like your attitude." Little orange pouted and raised an eyebrow - the other eyebrows had disappeared with the disappearing forehead. "...well, although I haven’t thought about what I should do with you for the time being, I can feel your potential... With this face... it will be fun later."

"Is it," Qing said with a lazy, "This face looks not very fun - what happened? Your body?"

Little orange smiled, the next second, the back of the long stay was suddenly hit by a giant force like a locomotive. It seemed that he could hear the crack of the spine - he was knocked out and knocked out. The body couldn't help but scream, and the crumpled smoke fell to the ground in his voice of numbing blood.

The right hand, who was silent and smashed his internal organs, did not know where it was from, and when he reached his back; when he turned back, he walked in the air toward him. Say hello like a pendulum.

"Let me hear this later," said Little Orange softly. "My hand will penetrate your belly."

"Is there only one head and one hand?" Qing Jiu gasped and picked up the cigarette butts on the ground: "...you are really physically disabled."

This time. When the whistling wind rushed straight to his chest, he left the one-handed hand and jumped up on the ground, then he turned around in the air, and he took the hand with the trend - just the strength of the hand Too big. Even if he hugged, he was still beaten for dozens of meters all the way; it was just that he didn't feel pain for a long time, but he coughed and cried, his hands clinging to the right hand of Xiao Orange.

The amount of human blood loss is enough, as long as 1o% is enough. Even if the other party is an evolutionary person -

"It's useless." The face on the head of the man just had a meal, and then he floated a brisk smile: "...the body after my decomposition is different from the normal human body; you carefully, the hand The blood in it is also solid. Otherwise, where can I fly, where is the blood dripping?"

The smile that stayed for a long time solidified, then snorted low and threw away the right hand - the latter hovered in the air and immediately flew back below the head; now the little orange looks like a It is only the invisible person who shows his face and hands.

"I am very interested in your past. Tell me about life under the spotlight?"

In the soft laughter of the little orange, from the darkness of the distance, there are many strange shapes and shadows flying into the air under the night; as if by the call of the magnet, dozens of parts are rushing To the place where the little orange head is located, it seems that we have to reorganize her human form.

After a long time, he left a step back, but he felt something accidentally hit by the calf. He was busy looking down and now he didn’t know when he had erected a wooden fence. `

This fence is like a toy, very short, not too high a person's knees, and the interior is only about ten meters in size; however, when you want to go out for a long time. But could not help but stunned.

That's right, the command to "lift your legs and go out" has been given by the brain - yet his legs are still motionless, and the instructions are like mud cows entering the sea. Did not enter the heavy darkness under his feet.

Try again, the same is true.

"You can't go outside, you can only be active inside. After all, from today on, you are my little lamb."

In the happy voice of the little orange, the Qing stayed a little and raised his head.

Under the dark night. A pair of black and black scorpion spurs with excitement, like the unnatural glow of a certain drug. This is a kind of light that is not in the eyes of normal people. It is so bright that it is close to madness. However, it is her unscrupulous and unconstrained madness that makes her have a wonderfully intoxicating temperament.

After a long time, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, his look was already more dignified. Looking up and down, the woman he is in front of is not complete.

It looks like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle. Although it is roughly a human figure, it lacks one piece on the left and one piece on the right. The entire left arm of the small orange is gone, the chest and the pelvis are also less than half, and one leg is intermittent. Sometimes, sometimes, but still stand up well.

"Hah," Qing searched for a long time. The cigarette **** has just disappeared. This is a bit of an impatient smile: "...I am a lamb. What should I call you? Shepherd, Or is it a disabled person?"

He already knew this sentence and said that the attack of the other side will definitely follow - only this time is worse than he thought. With the restrictions of the fence, there is no room for the dodging buffer. After being hit in the belly, he suddenly coughed up a blood.

"Celebration!" Little Orange screamed sharply, and even if she didn't look at her face, she could feel her anger. "Shrink the fence! Narrow!"

"Orange," came the voice of another woman from the dark. As the sound approached, the figure of Qing Qing gradually appeared in the night. She looked at the little orange, soft and a little anxious and replied: "Ten meters is already the shortest diameter, I can't do it now..."

"Waste." Little Orange turned his head and left his eyes for a long time; suddenly he "giggle" and smiled: "...forget it, look at your good looks, for the time being."

"Why, even the ability is not yours?" For a long time, I didn't know where to pull out a crumpled cigarette and squatted in my mouth.

This time the little orange was not angry, just shrugged a shoulder: "...we got out of a copy, she upgraded. It must be said that this ability is suitable for her."

The so-called free will. It’s just a devil’s lie. We are all a group of lost lambs who are suffering in the illusion of making choices and in the bitter fruit of their decisions. The only thing that can get rid of this dilemma is to give up his destiny to a leader. It is up to her to decide everything - obedience, that is, great happiness.

How to use: After a sheepfold has been set up in advance, the person who is forced into the sheep by the leader will be like a sheep being driven into the sheepfold, as time goes by. `And slowly and gently obey. Since the sheepfold cannot be moved for the time being, it is necessary to trap the sheep in it for a certain period of time - the specific length of time depends on the strength of the other party's willpower.

"It's awful." Qing long stayed and suddenly snorted, but the expression looked not too worried. "My willpower is very weak..."

He said this sentence, followed by a low sigh from the dim night - the face of Xiao Orange and Qing Qing was condensed, not waiting to find out the source of the sound, a hurricane suddenly Starting from the ground, several trees, sidewalk tiles, and even a roof were rolled up together and slammed into the fence.

"Keep it!" Little Orange turned and screamed: "I believe you can!"

At the same time that the face of Qing Qing was white, the fence was also shocked. Under the continuous impact of the tornado, it trembled violently; although it seemed to be turned into pieces at all times, it was quite good. When the wind gradually stopped, the celebration was pale and "squatting" and sat on the ground.

"I still go out a little bit, how do you stop?" Qing long stayed in the fence, asked lazily and rushed back.

A figure wrapped in a black brist from head to toe, slowly squatting down the fence.

"You know that I didn't go far?" Lin Sanjiu asked a little bit dumbfoundingly.

"You have to put up the mattress I want, and how can I drop it."

"Drink your wine," she threw him a bottle of beer. "They both will solve it for me."

"Is it you?" Little Orange had already raised his eyes when Lin Sanshui spoke. "I already knew that you were alive. I didn't expect you to be dressed like this. Just pretended to leave, I was waiting. Celebrate also come out?"

"It’s just a net, and I’m still getting it.” Lin San’s wine is still covered in Heibri, and the voice asked coldly: “How do you know that I am alive?”

"Because I guessed the bad taste of Harry." Little orange smiled softly. "He put all of us in the weed gate, probably for this moment."

"What about bald?"

"Dead, he is not fun to live."

Lin San wine smashed, and when he sighed in his heart, he suddenly remembered that the number 45, whose identity had been clarified, died, and the hidden number 47 survived - Harry really was a bad taste.

"Then you..." Her voice rang quietly and slowly. Gradually I understand a bit. "I know. You tried to escape my pursuit, and broke into countless pieces before jumping off the leaves... It seems that the part you lost is accidentally entering another door? You can also make up a It’s not easy to come out of the human form."

A small orange-faced white face glowed with a distorted expression; without saying anything, she just "snapped" and suddenly exploded into countless tiny pieces in the air, like oddly shaped jigsaw pieces. It was suddenly spilled into the sky, leaving only the head still floating in the same place.

"I can't make real power in the greenhouse," her voice rang among countless pieces. "Are you not able to card? You try it, how do you make me card now? Think carefully." I can also use another sheep... used to make sheep soup."

Along with her voice, countless tiny pieces in the air seemed to be alive, like a torrential rain, pouring down the Lin San wine; even if it was once again, the fierce wind did not waver. The purpose of the nearly one hundred pieces of debris - the purpose of the small orange seems to be to let these pieces touch her skin.

Although I don’t know what will happen if I run into it, Lin Sanjiu does not want to know at all.

She was imagining that when dealing with sand whales, after using a black cloth, the other pieces were carded; however, compared to the ability of the sand whale, the small orange pieces are too quick and flexible, plus There is a floating advantage, and Lin Sanjiu tried to wrap them several times, and all ended in failure -

Seeing countless pieces has clung to me. The only retreat on the road also appeared a fence that opened the door; when she gritted her teeth, she still resisted not calling out, but rushed toward the direction of the pieces.

"court death--"

In the high orange laughter, the figure actually hit a thick piece of debris. The moment is like being surrounded by a bee colony; once it falls into the center of the fragment, the figure is like losing all the vitality, and it falls straight to the ground - but the little orange has not yet After that, her face suddenly changed.

Just when the thick layer of pieces wrapped the people, rushed on the ground, and "eaten" the figure with one of the right arms, I didn’t know when Lin San’s wine had jumped to the black robe. Above the head of the little orange; she just shouted "Block her!". Can not wait for the celebration to stand up, the head of the high-flying plane flew out and slammed into the palm of Lin Sanjiu.

Tightly holding the orange chin, Lin San wine fell to the ground, slowly showing a smile to her.

"Your strength is not as high as half of your own fantasy. I can't make your head card," she whispered, as if she had nothing to do with the countless pieces and celebrations behind the bullying: "...this Explain the source of your life, just in this head."

Speaking of this, Lin Sanjiu smiled: "Guess guess, is your fragment first hit me, or do I crush you first?"

A small orange face can almost freeze the wound. After a while, she forced herself to mention one side of her mouth: "Celebrate, let go. Since she wants this man so much, we will give it back to her."

The pieces stopped, and the fence door opened silently. It stayed slowly for a long time.

"People are still giving you, we are two -"

A "clear" word of Xiao Orange has not been finished yet, only to hear a sudden "plop", Qingqing has been squatting at the feet of Lin Sanjiu.

"What are you doing?" The little orange eyebrows lifted and asked sharply.

Probably the first time I have known for so many years. Qing Qing did not answer her question - she instead took a few steps on her knees, tearing her eyes and screaming at Lin Sanjiu: "I beg you..."

Lin Sanjiu didn't know, it was her subconscious expression that exposed her thoughts.

"Only, as long as you don't kill the oranges," Qing Qing took a sigh of relief. It’s almost hard to hear her words. A face has changed shape because of fear and pain: “Which... anything can be...”

Lin Sanjiu stunned a little - she had no sympathy for Qingqing, but when she cried and squatted at her feet, she really had a hard time killing the little orange in front of such a person.

A footstep gently approached, and she looked back and it was clear for a long time.

In the dim moonlight. The latter's expression was ambiguous, and only one cigarette was slowly lit up.

"give me."

He spit a long cigarette and suddenly used the smoke to order the little orange head in the hands of Lin San. After getting the head, he picked up the arm of Qingqing and mentioned her to the other side.

"You don't have to worry about this." As he walked, he said nothing at the same time.

Lin San looked at his back with a wine cellar, and it was a bit embarrassing for a while.

I saw it for a long time, but I whispered something in the ear of Qingqing. The latter was at first stunned and apparently did not understand it; when she understood it, she began to cry hysterically - but stayed in Qing After a few words of whispering, the cry of Qingqing gradually became lower, and a pair of eyes smashed, and slowly began to light up.

The face of the little orange suddenly twisted a bit - she licked for a few seconds, only to finally understand the meaning of staying for a long time; then, her sharp voice blew the night sky: "Celebration! You are perverted! I don't want it, beg you, celebrate -"

However, this time, Qingqing only looked at her gently, and did not move.

The little orange slammed her a bit, not far from the body that had just been put together, and it was once again split into ten pieces - just when they all rushed to the back of the Qing Dynasty, he didn't even look at it. Looking back, I just broke the empty bottle in my hand and grabbed the bottleneck. I broke the shackles deeply into the head of the little orange from below.

Even a whimper did not come out, and the ten-something body suddenly lost its life, falling from the sky and turning into a green limb.

Qing Qing shivered and reached out, a face had been wet with tears, but the corner of his mouth was smiling; when she left the small orange head into her hand for a long time, she even said "thank you" intermittently.

Qing long stayed back and looked at Lin Sanjiu, then turned his head and placed his hand on the Qingqing arm.

"Then I will absorb 2% of your blood now." His voice was almost mournful, and every word called Qing Qing could not help but burst into more tears: "Your death will come very quickly." There is no pain."

Qing Qing was holding a small orange color, and nodded desperately, crying out of breath - but even if she was so fearful of death, she still did not pull her arms away.

... When everything is over, the Qing will stay and stand up, and the cigarette butts in the mouth will light up in the night.

"This..." Lin Sanjiu took two steps forward. "What did you say to them?"

Keeping his head down for a long time, he covered the look on his face.

"I told the celebration that the little orange is going to die. But I promised her, I can kill her, and then put the two people together, and they will never be separated again."

Lin San wine was shocked: "Why - why?"

When you keep your eyes open for a long time, it looks like a diamond-like starlight in the night.

"Let her peace of mind is one thing.... On the other hand, you have a female body of up to one meter eight, which can be handed over to the tattoo."

Ps: This chapter has been extended several versions. When I finished it, it became like this. I was a little surprised myself... a private 1ueta, I couldn’t think of this for a few days, I received another 璧, indicating I am so frightened... I hope that you will be happy in this chapter~ After all, it’s so fat~

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