Doomsday Wonderland

... Lin Sanqu knows that he is wrong. ↖

She always thought that the world was only destroyed by several giants - until she was pinched between her fingers by the goddess.

It was pointed and long, and the white face at the end was not seen. The two muscles on the cheekbone were raised high, and the eyes of the mother **** became a thin curved shape. Every time she breathes, she is wrapped in a strong smell, and a hot and humid wind is rolled up in the air.

For a moment, Lin Sanjiu thought that he would be crushed into a broken grape by the power of Wanli; however, this huge, nearly kilometer-high mother **** seemed to be full of love for them, and they were very light and extremely light. Picked up from midair.

Then she bent down, like a snot, using the index finger nails to scrape the two and let them fall straight into the city of ants - in the process, Lin San wine is as stiff as a dead wood. Only the eyes can still turn. She and the gift bag are both paralyzed and completely deprived of their ability to act.

Is this the so-called "divine power"?

The slate on the ground quickly approached the field of vision, and finally patted it up; Lin San wine slammed his eyes black, and the whole body was staggered, as if it was about to be broken.

Waiting for a bang | 吟 export, the footsteps have been surrounded by the surrounding. The smoke gradually fell, revealing a heavy, numb and tired face - the faces were close together one by one, as if they were not exhausted, and soon filled the field of vision, like a piece of meat mushroom , crowded, faceless.

At first glance, they look almost the same, and even the five senses are difficult to distinguish.

Inflicted with sandstorms all the year round, the skin of each face is khaki, and it hangs down from the bones with tiredness and tiredness, as if everyone is old and dying. When four or five slightly more sturdy men separated the crowd and walked up to lift Lin Sanshui and the gift bag, she realized that the oldest of these people may be only thirty or forty years old.

As the field of vision was raised, Lin Sanshui’s eyes turned and found the place where the mother **** was. I don’t know when it’s empty. It disappears as if it were there. There’s no sign of a rock that rises straight into the clouds. Standing on the ground, the top is almost covered with thick white fog.

Lin Sanji couldn't help but think of the finger that was retracted into the white mist.

"Hey," suddenly a hoarse voice came from above the hands: "Is this a woman?"

Another man who carried people also responded, and the voice was dry and sand: "Really, really! Go back and inform the temple!"

In the crowd surrounded by a circle, someone immediately slammed the scorpion and slammed, and then ran away. Everyone here, the voice was hoarse and it made people feel uncomfortable, as if they were tearing every day. The throat broke through the throat.

... What happened to her as a woman?

Lin San’s heart sinks and her eyes are hurting. She can only see a white mist in the sky and carry her chin and nostrils. Her vision rises and falls with the pace. Half a day, I finally stopped.

The goddess did not know what to do with them. After nearly 30 minutes, the two couldn’t move. From the sense of body, they seemed to be downhill all the way. It was so stiff that I was lifted to a place where they were placed on the ground.

"Get them up," a voice that had never been heard before, suddenly yelled at not far from the top of his head. This man is not dumb, but it seems to rub each other with two bones: "... Which one is a woman?"

During the speech, some people helped Lin Sanshui’s upper body and leaned on something. After that, they could finally see it clearly—only Lin San’s eyes had not yet had time to turn around. Seeing a man around pushing the gift bag forward, he said: "This is a woman."

"Well," the voice just rubbed and asked, "What about this one?"

With the sound of the phone, Lin San wine raised his eyes.

... standing ten times in front of her, is a fallen seed with a blue body and no root hair. This fallen seed was draped in a robe, as if it had been hollowed out, and the two eyeballs were sitting in the withered eye sockets; the place that was originally the lips had dried up and wrinkled, revealing a deep and secluded hole.

This is called the "Dingsi" after the fallen body, standing on a larger group of people, although there are several fallen species, but more are still living; they are as skin brown as the previous people, described Oh, no one's fabric is as complete as the robe of the fallen seed—behind them, the circle of the circle circled up and up, like a magnified countless times the Colosseum auditorium, only However, each ring is adorned with holes and is regarded as a dwelling. It seems that they should be staying at the bottom of the city of ants at this time.

"I think this should also be a woman," the fallen seed took a few steps, and the eyeball turned down, pulling the skin on the forehead. I don't know why, this sentence suddenly provoked a murmur.

It looked at Lin Sanshui's eyes and suddenly opened two long, dead branches of arms: "... We haven't met female pagans for a long time, and I think their baptism should be temporarily postponed."

"Die Si," a man who carried them along the way, immediately whispered, "Is it too dangerous to keep pagans and not let them be baptized? After all, the light on them will soon be... ”

Does Shenguang mean this kind of unmovable effect?

The face of the fallen seed suddenly floated up with a meaningful smile, letting its skin open to the sides, revealing a slender and narrow gap.

"This must be the test that the mother **** gave us," the eyes turned. "I will naturally make a decision before the light disappears."

In this sentence, all the gray-faced, skinny people have bowed their heads at the same time, and muttered something vaguely and vaguely.

At least that baptism is not going to happen for a while...

Lin Sanjiu’s heart just fell slightly, and with the fall of the seed, he took a few steps and made a slam.

...... As soon as it walked away, the crowd at the rear clearly fell into her field of vision - there were also women, and there were quite a few; under their dry, untidy hair, a pair of eyes were like ink pens. There is no trace of it.

The most amazing thing is that almost every woman - no matter how old they look, whether they are holding children around, their stomachs are rising high, stretching forward, pulling the whole person seems to have to It is distorted; the huge spheres are compared with their fine bodies, and they seem to fall to the ground at any time.

Lin Sanjiu only glanced at him. He just saw a white-haired, wrinkled, thin and thin pregnant woman, and suddenly couldn’t help but tighten her eyes and hung her eyes.

She really wants to turn her head to Ji Shanqing, but she still can't move when she is still moving. Her fists were stiffly hanging on her legs, and she was still empty in her fists—she had to think carefully and call out something to be able to take the bag and get out with it.

The fallen seeds nodded, and the eyes seemed to be able to roll down at any time; it turned and waved: "Send to the temple."

From the back of Lin Sanjiu, he immediately found two hands and lifted her up. As the sound of the fallen seeds fell, the crowd suddenly spread like a sheep; revealing a staircase deep behind them behind them.

On the side of the stairway stood a statue of a goddess, each with a height. The detachment was carved out as if the goddess was reduced. The statue’s eyes were facing down, and when the Lin San wine was carried When I walked down the stairs, my body seemed to stick to the smiling eyes of the mother god, asking her to have several layers of goose bumps.

When she and the gift bag were thrown heavily on the ground of the temple, a low-pitched voice suddenly appeared from the dimly lit space in front - Lin Sanjiu endured the soreness of his nose and raised his eyes. Shadows stunned the other person in the distance and fell on the floor.

Bloody suffocation is like the essence, and it flows into her nose. With the rubbing of the cloth, a foot that only belongs to the fallen species walked away from the two.

"...you can see him being baptized right away," the sound of a fallen seed smacked from behind. "That is the evolutionary we caught ourselves."

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