Doomsday Wonderland

“嗝”, as a circle of things wrapped her chest and abdomen tightly, a stream of air rushed to the chest, and finally rushed out of the trachea of ​​Lin Sanjiu, forming a skeleton. She heard that the teacher was very untimely to "snap" and smile, and then felt that the power that she was still losing was gradually stopped.

She looked down through the dim light, and saw that half of her torso was wrapped in white, and the blood stopped a little and then stopped. The round gauze bandage rolled up in the blink of an eye, and it was shrinking more than half in the blink of an eye. It was undulating in her hand, and it seemed that she was too tired to breathe because of that.

"Small yarn," Long Er shouted through a bush of grass, his voice slightly trembled: "That, that, is the yarn still there?"

Does "small yarn" refer to this gauze? It’s really a casual and cute name...

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the bandage that was snoring and gasping in his hand. I don't know if it should be cut off from the body. This guy has even his name, and he will get tired and gasp. If he does not cut it all the way, he will scream...

"Great, there is still a little." Long Er also saw the bandage in her hand, the feeling of disgust on the face was relieved with a sigh of relief: "Come, give it back to me!" It will fall off by itself."

Like hearing his words, the gauze rolls glimpsed back, and the bandages were disconnected from her body; the bandages between the chest and the abdomen quickly knotted themselves, and then there was no more noise, as if It became the most common gauze.

"But I can't give it back to you now," Lin Sanjiu said a little sorry, his voice still weak: "Before I cracked the secret room, there seemed to be nothing to leave the copy."

Long Er looked at the roll of bandages, took a breath, and slammed his face. When he looked up again, his face suddenly condensed, and immediately raised a finger behind her - without his voice, Lin San wine tiptoe a little bit, the body jumped out to the side; she could almost feel A ruin of decay and decay, slammed past her shoulders. Although she was caught in the heart by the pain that broke out between the chest and the abdomen, she finally avoided it without any harm.

Like the "small yarn" in her hand, she gasped for a heavy injury.

The "fatal wound" that the corpse transferred to her...it was not easy to fool the past.

Lin Sanjiu smoothed the bandage card and turned his head to glance at the distant contact. When she was unconscious, she relied on a strong obsession with the need to contact the package, but now it took a minute or two, but the package did not call her again.

Is he still unable to shoot on his side?

Should she take the initiative to contact him? He didn't call it, perhaps indicating that his situation is different; in the unlikely event that Ji Shanqing is in a difficult situation, she is distracted by her call...

A flash of thought, not far from the empty corpse on the shoulder, once again hit her in the direction; it buried his head deeply, his limbs swayed into the dark night, it did not look like walking autonomously, inverted like It was like an invisible rope moving forward in front of a high-speed front--according to the previous experience, as soon as one approached her, the body would spit out the rot again.

She suspected that her injury was caused by that group of rot.

This is not the way to run down... Anyway, you must first go out from this copy.

Lin Sanji took a deep breath and pressed the belly wound tightly. He pulled the leg and ran towards the place where the ability to polish. She has already swept in this warehouse for a few laps, but she couldn’t understand how the murderer left the fully locked chamber after killing. Some of the detective novels she had watched occasionally were for sending Time, and often do not want to let the detective in the book reveal the answer, it is really not to use the reasoning puzzle to be sad.

She took a small silver bottle on the ground, and there was light in front of her, and it seemed to be much safer.

"Dragon II!" The only thing that can help at the moment is probably the one who is sitting outside the copy: "You also think about it with me--" She said here, coughing for a while, wiped it. Look at his mouth and continue to ask: "What was the murderer used?"

Long Er did not say anything. Until she ran through him again, she saw that Long's eyebrows were dying together, as if she was in deep thoughts; Lin Sanjiu endured weakness and pain, did not bother him, and took the next step. Accelerated, and left the body behind.

She ran down with a serious injury, and she would be killed alive without waiting for dawn.

If you can still imitate the gift package... The mystery of this secret room will definitely not be worth mentioning for him.

After faintly aware that the gift bag wanted to keep her in that universe forever, Lin San wine lost the ability to simulate him. She clearly remembers that when she sat in the wind and sand, she first had a faint fear of the child who had been like her brother--or sister for a long time.

Fear comes from not understanding, and without understanding, it cannot be mimicked.

"Is it a contradiction? I care about him, miss him, and I am a little afraid of him..." She smiled low and smiled. After the contact, he hesitated for half a second and finally ran quickly.

"Why are you willing to pick up his call, but have been slow to contact him?" asked the teacher.

Lin Sanjiu was asked a glimpse.

"why……?"

The speed of the corpse behind her has increased, and she has to speed up her pace, coughing up almost every few steps. However, the mind of Lin Sanjiu seems to have been caught by the name “Ji Shanqing” and murmured: “I... I always feel that if he reaches out to me, I still have some room to hide. But if I took the initiative to go to him..."

It seems to be a mosquito swallowed by a pitcher.

Of course, she does not have a life-threatening risk. Her greet will only be long and not exhaustive... Love?

"You don't dare to see him because you don't understand it," the teacher said softly, more than ever, a sense of consciousness. "When you start to understand him a little bit, you can meet him with confidence?"

"But how can I understand?" Lin Sanjiu laughed again. The child seems to have created some paranoid, strong, distorted but extremely gentle things because of his life... He seems to know that he will bring her a situation she does not like, and she has been restrained and restrained. Restrained and trembling pain... The fence that bound him will collapse at any time...

Eh?

Something suddenly moved in her mind, like breaking the dusty old memory and breaking the shell again.

Lin Sanjiu opened the [Imagination Mimicry] with a bit of incredibleness - the object is Ji Shanqing.