Chapter 1,069 Black History

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"Xiaofan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In that high tone, the cry of strong longing was unreservedly revealed, which made me burst into tears. Yes, at this moment, I was already bursting with tears.

“Whoosh——————!!”

As if transcending the constraints of time and space, after the voice fell, a faint luminous white shadow struck through the air. It was impossible to dodge, or rather, it was impossible to dodge. In the pitying eyes of Vilas and others, I opened my hands to greet her filled with tears.

In the middle, hit the striker's head and make close contact with the abdomen!!

“Boom————————————!!”

It was a heavy impact sound that made any man or woman feel pain in their stomach. Not only that, at the moment of impact, two delicate little arms also came up and hugged each other's waist tightly - taken from someone's experience

Holding the girl in his arms, the opponent did not even have the possibility to release the force, and completely suffered the impact like a cannonball on his own.

This is the terrifying nature of ghost cannonballs. You can't dodge or unload the force. What's more, you can only greet it with a smile, or a smile filled with tears of excitement. If you put on a slightly frowning face, it will be revealed in the future.

Being bitten in revenge even more violently can be described as a double injury to the body and mind.

For example, eating Coptis chinensis may not be painful, but when you frown in pain, you still have to smile, give a thumbs up, and say "It's good to eat" with your tongue that is so painful to the root.

A dialect full of sincerity.

Such thoughts of complaining flashed through my mind for a moment. Even I admired myself. When faced with a life or death moment, the first thing my brain reacted to was the nerve to complain!!

Then, two arms that seemed slender and delicate, but seemed to have huge strength because they often chewed diamonds, tightly hugged the waist, and the lower abdomen withstood 100%... no, maybe 1000% of the impact.

Under the force of the impact, my body that was standing upright suddenly arched, and my abdomen was deeply dented by the impact. At that moment, I had the illusion that my body was stretched out by the force of the impact.

Even so, under the violent churning of my internal organs that I wanted to vomit out my stomach, I still smiled and gently closed my open hands, picked up the "cannonball" in my abdomen, and gently hugged it.

The pain, this feeling as if all the internal organs are pouring out of the mouth together, is the longing that the little ghost cannot express...

Holding the little ghost in our arms, the two of us flew out, our heels scraping against the grass and flying hundreds of meters parallel. Only then did the force weaken. With the two of us, we fell to the ground like a gourd, hitting the ground in the dirt.

After riding several water drifts, it rolled out for dozens of meters before coming to a complete stop.

Name: Wu Fan

Occupation: Druid

Level:52

Titles: Tragedy Emperor, Tucao Emperor, Song God (self-proclaimed), the first person to die due to failure to control blood, etc.

Partners: Vilas, Sarah, Linya

Personal statement (limited to two words): (I am not) an idiot (ah! Why did you only remove the head and tail asshole!!)

Current situation (red text below):

hp:0

mp:0

IQ:0

His last words before his death (with tears streaming down his face): Eat well!

The last words I prepared early: Brother Xinchun, have eternal life!

Cause of death: According to the consistent testimonies of Girl A, Girl B, and Girl C at the scene, this person was killed because he was riding on multiple boats.

Police statement: This was an organized and premeditated murder case that was extremely cruel, extremely bad, and had an extremely serious negative impact on society. The criminal's motive for committing the crime was very obvious, his modus operandi was extremely skillful, and he was extremely calm after the incident.

It has eliminated the huge gap between today's RMB players and professional high-level players - no matter how awesome the title is, it can't stand up to that shining head.

Result: Since the murderer was not human, his death was in vain.

"Xiaofan, wuwu~~~Xiaofan~~~~"

The little ghost fell to the ground, lying in the arms of the motionless "corpse", crying incessantly. The softest face was covered with snot and tears, and then all of it was rubbed on the clothes of the "corpse".

Finally, I have cried enough, rubbed enough, and acted coquettishly enough.

The little ghost wiped the remaining snot and tears on his face, twitched his pretty and small nose vigorously, stood up from the "corpse"'s arms, and pulled the little hand that was tightly around the other person's neck, dragging the

The back collar of the cloak was like the best Amazon hunter in the jungle, dragging the prey back, dragging the "corpse" and walking towards Willas and the others with their heads held high.

"Haha, ah haha~~~~"

Vilas and Sarah could only show very complicated smiles, and said to themselves: Really...Is it okay?

"Little Willas, little Willas~~~"

The petite saint, who was neither big nor small, looked at the gentle girl with a prairie air who looked a little taller than her and looked more like her sister in appearance and temperament. Naturally, she stretched out her little hand and made a flattering look.

Need posture.

Of course, if calculated based on the true years of existence, there is nothing unexpected about the title of this ten thousand year candidate saint, but there are really not many people who know this.

Willas blinked her big dark and kind eyes, nodded and smiled, carefully, as if she were a precious treasure, she gently took out a necklace from her arms and handed it to the little ghost's hand.

The original owner of the necklace, the "corpse" who was being dragged behind by the little ghost like a prey, gave the necklace to her for safekeeping the day before leaving. Unfortunately, in the past few months when the other party left, the little ghost

She has completely become a squatter at home, and has never even stepped out of the door. This necklace, which was used as a mobile home for her and as a refuge in emergencies, was useless and has been kept in Willas.

Here, it has not been used.

Now, it has finally returned to its original owner.

And...after a few months, I saw the little ghost full of energy again.

Willas smiled softly, her eyes full of love, longing and tenderness, falling on the "corpse" in the hands of the little ghost.

This family... As expected, it would be impossible without adults. I, too, really want to be by your side all the time.

A gentle breeze with a hint of chill blew over Veras' face. She gently lifted a strand of bangs in front of her forehead that was messed up by the mischievous wind, and brushed it behind her fair ears. She breathed in the cold air, smiled softly, and wiped out the bangs.

The willful thoughts are suppressed in the bottom of my heart.

"Thank you, little Willas."

The little ghost who took the necklace was extremely satisfied. He hummed a beautiful and sacred tune, put down the "corpse" in his hand, hung the necklace in his hand on his neck, and then glowed, like an illusory petite body, and let out a chirp.

, got in, and the moment before he was completely submerged, a contented sigh of "It doesn't matter even if the world is destroyed now" faintly came out.

If we compare the obsession with love, no one can compare with the luminous ghost in front of us. This is the consensus that the girls have noticed, so for this scene, the message contained in this sound is an extremely satisfied sigh.

, I have long been accustomed to it.

Then, I was resurrected.

Opening his eyes, he saw the beautiful faces of Willas and Sara leaning towards them in concern.

"My lord (big brother), you finally woke up."

Two pretty faces showed relieved and reassuring smiles.

"Where is...where?" I looked around confusedly. It felt very familiar. Isn't this my own room?

That's right, during the period of time when he was in coma, he had been moved back to his home.

"Where's the little ghost...?" I asked aloud, still in a confused state as if I had just woken up.

Before Vilas and the others could answer, I noticed an extra necklace on my chest. I suddenly felt enlightened and subconsciously reached out to touch the necklace pendant.

From there, you can feel the all-too-familiar breath, the breath of the little ghost, who is sleeping soundly, in the darkness, with no light from the sun and the moon. Even if she is thrown into a hail of bullets, she will not be awakened. She is so comfortable and so comfortable.

The peaceful breath of sleep.

This idiot looks like a naughty little kitten no matter when you look at it.

I smiled from the bottom of my heart, and then my eyes fell on Willas and Sarah.

Although it was their own fault, the two people actually concealed the fact, allowing the little ghost to gain enough time to accumulate power, which shattered my dream of controlling the Blood Emperor. I walked around in the Santu River alive and listened.

The nagging of the grandma standing opposite.

Do you want...a little revenge?

I secretly touched my chin and stared at the two delicious little white rabbits in front of me with a sinister look. Of course, Akari continued to look confused.

Should I pretend to have amnesia? Doesn't my current confused state provide the best disguise?

Just as this evil thought arose in my mind, another memory, perhaps submerged in history, perhaps forced to forget by myself, or even forcibly sealed by external objects, suddenly emerged from the scene at the same time.

It exploded in my heart.

For a moment, I remembered that dark history that was distant and sealed but still fresh in my memory at this moment.

It was a dark and windy night... Oh no, I unknowingly applied the template line from The Duke of Beasts. It should be, it was a sunny day, and it also happened after I was hit by the ghost body cannonball of the little ghost.

things.

When I woke up, I was surrounded by girls and took care of me. At that time, just like now, I suddenly had a whim and pretended to have amnesia.

When the words "Who am I...? And you are..." came out of the mouth with a hazy look, as if they had been cursed by a devil, in an instant, the end came.
To be continued...