Doomsday Wonderland

From the 16th floor up, Lin Sanshui and his party never saw anyone else from the "sleeping room" - except for the bat-like predator and the brunette woman, others seemed to be squatting When the great witch’s ability disappeared, they ran.

I was delayed for a while, and I don’t know how the big witch is doing now. The force field she set up has long since disappeared. The group went smoothly to the fire exit door on the top floor.

"I stayed with the Qing for a long time," the old hen with his wings against the door, and turned back to the package and whispered: "You walk behind little by little, remember, try not to make a sound."

The sofa and the little panda also made a reluctant jealousy.

"I have to go back to the room first," said the little panda, full of hope. "Get my mermaid, I will have the power of a battle... You see, then I will not go with you first?"

The old hen looked at him carefully, and a pair of serious black beans flashed with disapproval light, seeming to confirm whether he was joking.

"No." Lin San wine bite off his hope and swept the panda into the door with his wings: "...the power of that special item is determined by the beauty of the holder. You look at you like this, even if you go back and take it now, it will not exert much power - not to mention, you are actually just a drunken drug."

Looking at the Qing for a long time, I couldn't answer it, and I walked out of the distance with a frustration. The blue cloth floral sofa was also busy leaning over and squeezing into the door. Fortunately, every floor of the hotel was covered with thick carpets. When the season was completely dragged on the ground by his own strength, he barely made any noise.

"It is fortunate that the ability of the collar is not exactly the same. Let's just confuse the predator," because of the topic, Lin Sanjiu’s voice was low, and after a few points, he said with fear. : "... After all, the way the old hen looks is not beautiful."

The other two looked at each other - it was not important to look beautiful, after all, [Fantasy Bio Show #12 exhibits] that special item needs beauty and singing together to confuse people; but Lin San wine can be completely destroyed by the dead The voice defeated the predator's mental state... Of course, no one spoke this.

After walking into the floor, for the sake of caution, several people were completely quiet.

The ceiling of the penthouse suite is more like the top of a European church; when looking up, it seems to hang people's eyes and breathing, hanging high under the curve of smooth geometry. Even if it has been eroded by the end of the world for more than two years, its former glory and luxury are still vaguely retaining the soul, just like a beautiful woman who left, the interior still lingers.

In the middle of the floor is a huge indoor pool – the water has long been dry, revealing stained Mediterranean blue tiles. The skylight that fell from the skylight gave the pool a bright edge; the one standing in the shadow behind the skylight was the presidential suite.

"She lives so well," he kept a sigh for a long time, and with the careful footsteps of Lin Sanjiu, he came to the door of the room with the golden word "aladdin" - Jishanqing was already slow because of his slow speed. I threw it far behind, and I was still marching on the corridor.

Extending a chicken paw, Lin Sanjiu pushed the door open halfway and went out to look at it.

Although she used to live in a five-star hotel, she never touched the presidential suite. From the doorway, she suddenly knew that she was innocent. Judging from the porch and some of the living room that is exposed, this suite has less than two hundred square meters. If you don't know where the big witch is sleeping, don't walk in and don't want to find someone.

After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu and Qingjiu stayed at each other and walked into the presidential suite. After the support, the two heavy and unexpected redwood doors slowly silenced behind the two. on.

After about five or six minutes, the mahogany door was once again opened.

"Go, go to the next look." Obviously the search here was nothing, the huge old hen walked out of the door and yelled at the little panda at the foot.

Looking up, the blue sofa that represents Ji Shanqing is still far behind, and is still working hard to move forward – the two greeted him and turned to the next one. .

It’s the next one. It’s actually located on another hop that is separated from the entire floor and even has a separate elevator. The two presidential suites are like a one-story building – of course, this design Called Lin Sanjiu a lot of roads.

Only after ten minutes, when they came out of the second suite, from the face of a hen, it was possible to faintly see the color of doubt.

"It’s weird," Lin Biao’s throat made a series of clutters. "How can the big witch pick people not sleep in the suite?"

"Who knows, maybe it's not safe to take care of her, hide it." The little panda is obviously not interested.

"...we won't be late?"

"If you are worried, you will search the first room carefully and carefully."

The second room they have found very thoroughly, but there is no trace of the big witch - in fact, this suite seems to have not lived for a long time, Lin San wine did not open the door lock before entering. In contrast, the "aladdin" suite, which has long been destroyed by the lock, is more likely.

Like this kind of friend who is in the middle of losing things, Lin Sanjiu can be said that the experience is very rich; she walked back to the first suite with a sullen stomach, and pushed the door and strode again. Go in. This time the little panda was so active that he rushed in—because in the previous search, he found that there was a wine cabinet in the presidential suite.

This time, after the mahogany door was closed, it took nearly twenty minutes in silence.

In the end, the silence is broken, and the faint sound is getting closer and closer from behind the door. Listening to the footsteps of people, instead of "squatting", they know that it is made up of huge chicken paws. The sound that is emitted. When the paws finally came to the door, the mahogany door was pulled in, revealing a pair of black beans that the old hen was mad: "No one can find it, you still drink-"

She had intended to pour a little lesson on the long-awaited head. When her eyes fell on the corridor, she was completely blocked in the eyes of her nephew.

The Qing dynasty stayed for a long time, and also raised a pair of fascinating black eyes. The next second, suddenly widened his eyes.

A thin figure with a camel back and a cane standing on the other side of the central pool - as if she had just realized that she was behind, she slowly turned around.

She has a green blouse and fat black pants. How to look like it is like an ordinary old lady - except for that face.

"You came a little early," she licked her tongue, and two pieces of fat lips like squid rolled slowly. From the layered skin that hangs down from the bark, it emits a dry, hoarse voice, which reminds people of the wood that has been hollowed out after being burnt: "...no way, so first I am teasing you for a while."

What does she mean...?

Lin Sanjiu narrowed his eyes and secretly screamed in his heart.

At this time, her biggest rely on [Pygmalion collar], has been consumed by the bat-like man; but what she is more concerned about is the eccentric appearance of this old woman.

Ugly, the main thing is...

She has never seen such a "fuzzy" human being.

Lin Sanji stared at her eyes, quickly turned her eyes away, and quickly turned back - even if she didn't want to, she couldn't stare at the old woman.

......A close look reveals that the old woman is like a superficial image with a myriad of pixels, not only the color is very blurred; if you look closely, her body seems to have countless layers One layer and one layer of halo became a piece, and for a long time, it even made people feel a seasickness.

The old woman opened two lips - when she had no expression, the two lips looked as if they were about to fall to the chest; as she raised her hand, the old woman was obscured by the upper body. The faint shadow is smeared, as if the image was not good.

Lin San’s heart was next, and he was about to call out [protective field]. Suddenly his body was shocked and he looked at the tip of the old woman’s finger.

"That, what is that?" The long, silent voice rang at the foot.

... From the air in the old lady's fingertips, there are a few rows of neat subtitles floating in almost a blink of an eye; each word is a nearly transparent light color, which looks like the air is folded. The same as the shadow, if it is not too far from this time, I am afraid that I will not see it at all.

"I didn't say it, you came a little earlier."

The kind of hollowed out sound of the dead wood, plainly spit out from the old woman's mouth: "No way, before the correct option comes out, I have to keep you busy for a while."

What is messy?

Lin San wine quickly glanced at the rows of back-to-back subtitles - although I couldn't see what was written for a while, she knew that she could never let the old woman succeed; in a word, the huge hen's feet As soon as I jumped, I rushed forward with a sense of consciousness.

For this huge hen across the pool, the old woman’s eyelids were not lifted, as if she didn’t put it in her heart; when her finger quickly clicked on the two rows of text, she had an old face. It has been obscured by the shadow cast by Lin San.

"When you breathe the air, you will suffer from depression." The old woman lifted her head like a superb shadow, and quickly said this when the chicken wings were about to hit her.

“Dangdang”, Lin San’s wine slammed down from the air—the tip of her wing was almost wiped by the old woman’s body, but suddenly it became a human arm; when she fell At the time, she looked like an ordinary person who had no physical strength at all. She didn’t adjust her posture or protect her face. When she slammed on the floor, she couldn’t help but take a breath. Cool.

The little panda stared at Lin Biao, who suddenly recovered into a human form, and could not speak for a while.

Lin Sanjiu was facing it, and he jumped up from the ground with a slow movement, sat on the ground, hung his head low and did not move.

"Hey..." For a long time, I couldn’t help but ran two steps forward and stood still. "Lin Sanjiu! You won't really get depression!"

This is not the same as the ordinary mood is low - just to say that, but he is very clear, since the old woman released this, then Lin San wine must have suffered from depression now.

She said that her own group of people will change the species, does it really change? Although the same object seems to maintain only one effect at a time, the old woman’s words are indeed...

Thinking of this, the little panda suddenly blinked and looked down at the place where the old woman was. When he moved, Lin Sanjiu stood up; like no one wants to see it, she avoided The man walked silently to the side and turned into a dim corner to sit down.

The little panda, a little white fang, has been exposed to the outside; when he is about to rush to the side of the old woman, the other person suddenly bends over and presses him accurately with a vague, loose-skinned hand. On the ground.

"You don't want to restore your body as well?" The old woman smiled and let the little panda flutter back and forth under her palm for a while. After catching her neck and rubbing her hand, she left it for a long time and went out far away: "... My ability can't be wasted."

For a long time, he stayed up from the ground and gasped, and glanced at Lin Sanjiu in the far corner of his right hand. If she had been in the past, she would have hated the iron and broke the door; just now...

However, he just ventured closer, not just to be able to recover.

For a long time, I didn’t turn to the left side - the thing he didn’t want the old woman to realize now was the thing on the left.

"Your subtitles," he gasped, pulling the old woman's gaze to himself: "Although it is reversed, I can see clearly. One row is 'conditions', one row is 'consequences', two directories There are at least four or five options underneath... I have seen it."

"When you breathe," is the one you selected from the condition bar. 'With depression' is the one selected in the consequence column -" He paused and snorted: "You This ability is weird, what is the name?"

"Know how it can be," the old woman replied slowly, stepping up towards the left side of the little panda. "Tell you anyway, the name of this ability is [concept collision], remember it."

After all, she was like standing tired, slowly sitting on a blue cloth flower sofa, and took a long breath.

(The number is always wrong, I am tired... Thank you for giving me a reward and a monthly pass. I will move back from tomorrow! Thank you, what do you think about the anti-theft chapter...)

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