Doomsday Wonderland

The other party did not seem to notice that Lin San was already awake.

The heavy and rapid breathing sound, accompanied by a low "beep", hovered over her head for a second or two; then she heard someone open her mouth - the liquid stirred awkwardly between the lips and teeth, one containing The voice of the water suddenly sang a song against her.

It’s a song that doesn’t change at all. The lyrics and tones are wherever you want to sing. It’s ugly at random: “Come on... scalp and hair... one piece after another, I’m very close, now To the scalp and hair..."

Before the last word fell, Lin Sanjiu suddenly raised his arm, and a towel attached with [Six Divine Power] suddenly went straight out like an iron bar. Her little power accumulated in [God's Love] is not the last one, she is the most powerful "towel" storage collection - the six-level power is slamming on the ground, like a half-mountain mountain slammed down and hit it. Like the earth, the sky shook and the sound was amazing.

As soon as she felt the power on her hair loosened, she immediately jumped up in the smoke. The towel slammed into the broken wall; the earth outside the broken wall collapsed into a deep, huge ditch, and the earthy grass fell and fell into the ditch. Six levels of divine power dug up the earth and a long flesh and blood, the wound is wide enough to lay down several adults.

However, the person who grabbed her hair was gone.

Divine power is invisible and colorless. When Lin Sanjiu looks around, he can bring the earth and deep ditch into the eye. The person who had just grabbed her hair must not have been hit because there was not even a drop of blood at the bottom of the ditch; but there was still a piece of sporadic wreckage in the empty wasteland. In a blink of an eye, the man seemed to evaporate from the air.

"Who?" Although she knew that the sound was probably useless, she sang a word.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the plains, and the weeds bent down in the place where it passed; when the wind hit the cheeks, the low and dumb voice just rang from the wind: "scalp and hair, give me?"

Lin Sanjiu hurried back a few steps, feeling the wind wrapped around the voice from her shoulders, and disappeared behind the ground. She couldn’t tell where the speaker was - it sounded like a dust that was rolled up by the wind.

She quietly pinched [a hundred birds toward the phoenix] in the palm of her hand and shouted: "You want my scalp and hair? Then why don't you come out and take it?"

The open field responded to her with silence.

"Which personality are you?" Lin Sanshui sneered. "In order to kill me, you are really down. Is Feng Qiqi exposed my position?"

She must lead the other party to at least one more sentence before it is possible to determine his position.

"20 cm by 20 cm... one piece is cut and neatly..."

It was like singing, and it was like talking. The voice really rang again. She slammed through her body, and her mind was moving. A gravitational force immediately sucked out a sharp sound from the air. A black shadow suddenly vacated from the direction of the sound source. Under the effect of strong suction, the shadow between the eyes was caged. Lived her face.

Until the hands pressed the black shadow at the same time, Lin Sanjiu realized that it was just a half-sized stone.

The cracked stone shattered in the air, like a sharp stone rain; she was busy picking up her body, covering her face with her hands, and the palms and arms were cut by gravel. She hadn't had time to understand why [Hundred Birds and Phoenix] attracted people who were not a man but a stone. Suddenly, the back of the head was tight and the hair was stunned.

"Hair, and scalp..." The same voice, faintly past her ear, wiped past, like the insect's foot when the bug crawled, or the rustling of the rock. "One by one, I am still half..."

Lin Sanshui’s backhand grabbed the back of his head, and [the smashing version of the painting style] was still open—but her hands were empty and nothing was caught.

"No one behind you!"

The teacher screamed.

"what?"

She subconsciously asked a sentence, but her heart was clear and clear, and the teacher was right. She could feel her hair standing straight in the air, as if she was being grabbed by someone; but her hands were caught a few times, but she didn't touch anything except her own hair.

...just like the thing that grabs her hair is the air.

“What happened?” she shouted in her head, “Try it with consciousness!”

Without waiting for the teacher's consent, the consciousness that had once solved the problem for her in the hotel once again surged out and hit the air behind her. She clearly heard the consciousness rushing through the grass and breaking the sound of broken walls and stones, but the power of her hair was even heavier.

"Hair...and the scalp...a ​​little bit worse, still a little bit..."

That being said, I am afraid that cutting my hair will not help - this thing still wants her scalp.

Lin San wine only felt that his scalp was hurting and hurt, and he was stunned by the hardship, as if he had to leave the skull. She hurriedly turned off her ability and held down her hair roots. She shouted: "What are you?" Why do you want my scalp and hair?"

Her words were just trying to win time for herself. I didn't expect it to work. The force on the scalp suddenly stopped and no longer smashed back.

"Because I... I don't have... and you have." At this time, God was set to come close, and the voice was not male or female, as if the syllables that the stones rubbed against each other were not like human voice belts. of. "I... I need..."

This thing has no form, and there is more and more ability and object to attack the class on an evolver. It is useless to fall behind it.

Since it has no form, what is it to use to grab your hair?

Is it really air?

If the other person is really air, then there is really something in her body that can deal with it...

"Hey? Why do you need it?" Lin Sanshui gasped and asked.

"Want... I want to... people..." The words were halfway through, and they were interrupted by the opportunity to say it. [Tornado Whip] Sweeping a blast from the bottom up, the blast is sharp. The call sign sounded fiercely and quickly, such as the same tornado that rushed out of the ground. As the hair roots were pulled and the tears overflowed in the corners of the eyes, Lin Sanjiu felt a looseness on the back of his head, and the force that grabbed her hair was finally broken.

As the position of the [Tornado Whip] was too close, she was caught in the wind by her own feet. She fell forward and finally stood firm.

"The way people look... leave, go somewhere else..."

In the blast call, she can still hear the voice faintly: "...so, I want your scalp!"

Lin San wine pressed his hair tightly and tried to find the source of the sound. The other party is really not like to chase her twelve personality, but in addition to the twelve personality, who else in the blue spring will hurt her?

"I want golden, brown, or black hair, and a green and white scalp..."

Until the wind stopped, the sound continued. But it really looks like a ash that has been blown away by the wind, floating in the air, everywhere. Lin San wine has turned a few laps, but it is always difficult to find the source of the sound.

"If you don't give it to me, I have to use the old method, the old method, to get it..."

Old method?

When she raised doubts, the voice disappeared. Just like nothing happened, the wildness was quiet and quiet, and even the wind stopped on the remaining brick walls of humanity.

The silence between the heavens and the earth is oppressive.

Lin Sanjiu opened the "pure touch", but for the first time, "Pure Touch" did not feel anything. There is no wind, no airflow, no birds that have crossed the sky in the distance... The clouds on the head are still still, and they are still motionless.

From the direction of the Muyu Forum, she can occasionally see hot air balloons, aircraft, and other ancient things floating into the sky; but the empty space she is in is like being swallowed into another dimension. Only one pool of silence.

"Where did that thing go?" she whispered, stepping forward two steps cautiously. She didn't know if she should breathe a sigh of relief - nothing happened.

She used [conscious scanning], "pure touch", and her own eyes, and swept the open space over and over again. Apart from being quiet, she never found any strangeness.

"Since it ran, then I don't have to stay here." Lin Sanji glanced at the grass that she had stepped on when she came, whispered, holding the head in one hand, slowly and tentatively pointing in that direction. Take a foot.

One step, two steps... Her heart is getting higher and higher with her footsteps. However, the thing seemed to be really going to let her go. She went out for nearly a hundred meters, and nothing happened.

"what is the problem……"

Lin Sanjiu just opened his doubts and suddenly felt the ground shaking under his feet; like a dog trying to shake off his fleas, the earth shook the weeds and vines in the trembling, and revealed a piece. Incomplete cement floor.

The steel bars were exposed in the air, and the half walls were covered with gaps. It seems that this was once a human building; but the superstructure and most of the walls collapsed, shattered, and eventually disappeared in the last days, leaving only the cement floor of Lin Sanjiu and the occasional high wall of knees. .

How is this going?

She hurried to her feet and looked around in a circle.

The voice that I heard a few times just broke the silence. It is still a non-male and non-female, as if the stone is rubbing like a sound, but this time it sounds clearer and smoother. Compared with the previous one, the difference is as big as a recording advertisement and a mad slang--"Welcome to the room to escape the game."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a while, and I didn’t know what to do.

Secret room? Escape? Does she use it?

Her gaze can be seen at a glance, because there is no higher wall than her thigh. Even the concrete floor under the foot is sometimes no, intermittent, and lingering in the weeds and sand...

No, these are not the most important.

the most important is……

"You turned out to be a copy?" Lin Sanjiu dumb and asked, incredulously asked.