A bloody balance flashed over Lin's bald head.

"Boom--!" Lin Guang used force again, squeezing Su Mingan onto the wall, and a trace of vertical blood slid down from the wall, and there were spider-web-like cracks hidden on the wall.

Su Mingan closed his eyes tightly, and severe pain came from the back of his head, and the back of his ridge was wet and hot.

He stopped resisting, his body had lost strength, and a "buzzing" sounded in his ears.

The impact caused him to lose the last trace of oxygen. His consciousness gradually fell into drowsiness. He could only feel a glass-like black dot that swayed through his mind, like stars passing by.

In the drowsiness, he felt warm. He was very familiar with this feeling of death, and every time he came, it was like a moment of rest.

He was too tired.

Facing the frontal battle with a mentally abnormal madman, thinking about every clue and thinking about every word that will not anger the other party, is like a beach crab crawling on the edge of a rising tide, and will die if you are not careful.

Luna's death made it difficult for him to smirk at Lin Guang calmly.

"I shouldn't let you live... No, I want you to live, but I can't let you live..." Lin Guang's pale five fingers exerted force little by little, and his voice was almost broken.

He repeated words of unknown meaning, like a madman with a hysterical attack. His palms were desperately struggling, almost forgetting that what he was pinching his hand was a dead person, not a hard stone:

"Humans have lost a long time ago... Our struggle has nothing, no meaning..."

His body trembled sickly, his fingers pinched inward like steel bars, and the softness of his fingertips became colder...

Su Mingan didn't move.

His head was slightly lowered, and even his breathing disappeared.

Blood dripped stickyly along Su Mingan's black hair and fell on Lin Guang's cold palm. Lin Guang was trembling, and the turbid darkness in his eyes slowly faded away. He suddenly realized that Su Mingan had not moved for a long time, and even his eyes were closed tightly.

"Peng." Lin Guang suddenly let go of his hand as if he was touched by electricity. Su Mingan's body slid on the ground like a sack, and there was still no movement.

Lin Guang stared at the warm blood on the back of his hand, and his eyes trembled violently.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something wrong again.

When he was alone, he often wondered why Luves hated him so much. It was obvious that their relationship was not so bad sixteen years ago. However, with the progress of the war, the death toll increased and everything became extremely cruel.

...He stared at Su Mingan who was dragging a long blood mark on the snow-white wall.

"I'm sorry." Lin Guang said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He kept repeating.

The cold air mixed with blood and air flowed into his trachea. He gasped violently, as if he was also strangled by an invisible hand. His gaze did not dare to be frozen on Su Ming's quiet body.

He wanted to reach out, but quickly pulled his hand back. He was extremely afraid of the scene he saw in front of him - Luves stopped moving and no sound. It was like... the result he was most afraid of.

"Luves, I, I'm wrong, sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know why this happens, I don't want to..."

He didn't want to kill him.

"Crazy--"

Suddenly, a shadow flashed outside the door, and a few pure black tentacles hit like a long whip, and a pink-haired fox jumped through the air.

"Let go of that Su Ming'an, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Like a thunder falling from the sky, the pink-haired fox was as light as a swallow, passing through the mechanical army with a "swoosh".

The black tentacles around her grew wildly like water plants, intertwining magically, piercing towards Lin Guang layer by layer.

For a moment, Xiao Ai seemed to have returned to become the extremely powerful god in the dome.

"Bang!"

The next second, Xiao Ai became a ball of fox cake on the wall.

Lin Guang's "source" pressed her tightly against the wall. Her several black tentacles shattered like bubbles, not hurting Lin Guang at all.

Lin Guang had a calm face and flew up like a shot. Xiao Ai bounced out like a ball, jumping on the ground, jumping three meters high every time, with excellent elasticity.

"Cough, cough cough..."

And at this moment, Lin Guang finally heard Su Mingan's voice.

Su Mingan woke up from a coma and almost coughed out his internal organs. Fortunately, he was in a state of mind, otherwise he would have been strangled to death.

Due to the rupture of the old wound, the blood from his wound dyed his white coat bright red.

His combat power is enough to push most of the dungeons, but the most difficult perfect plot route always makes him connect with people like Lin Guang.

He touched his neck and a stinging sensation came. As blood supply to the brain was cut off for a long time, it caused irreparable damage to the body. There were also problems with breathing and swallowing.

Lin Guang was really cruel to attack. It was not the kind of warning attack, it was really pinching him to death.

Fourteen hours left...

He gasped and suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

He turned his head slightly and saw a white needle thorn on the right side of his neck. Lin Guang squatted beside him, pushing the green liquid in the needle with his fingers.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to kill you, you'd better stop moving." Lin Guang stood up and said, "Good night."

Su Mingan felt a numbness coming from his neck, gradually flowing all over his body, and he fell to the ground.

"Dang--" The needle tube fell to the ground, and Lin Guang left the room with a cold expression.

After leaving for half a minute, he retreated back with a cold expression, pulled Su Mingan into the bed, and then left the room.

Before leaving, Lin Guang hung an extremely ugly white knot on the head of Su Mingan's bed, not knowing what it was.

“…”

Su Mingan couldn't understand the madman's idea at all, nor did he understand the madman's way of making friends.

As early as the moment he entered the City of God, he knew that he would be in such a dangerous situation. But the perfect clearance route was always advancing, so he did nothing wrong.

Being beaten, being shot... As long as he can keep advancing this progress bar, it doesn't matter what he encounters himself - as long as the route of clearance does not deviate, it is the best "experience" for him.

Lin Guang will die sooner or later, and now he only needs to wait to get avenge.

He lay on the bed and suddenly heard a slight sound.

"puff."

The pink-haired ball flashed by, and the little Ai Biao squeezed in through the crack in the door and slid rapidly on the ground. After five seconds, it expanded like a dough cake was inflated, and soon returned to the shape of a fox.

"Swish!" She jumped lightly onto his side.

"Be careful of the white knot at the head of the bed, it may be a trigger trap." Su Mingan said.

"Okay, I won't touch it." Xiao Ai shook her tail: "How about calling Su Lin to come and pick you up, you're too distressed."

Like a vegetable, your limbs cannot control you. How uncomfortable it would be to feel.

"No, my purpose of coming to the City of God has been achieved, and there is no need to waste manpower anymore. Moreover, with me in the City of God, Lin Guang will always keep his promises." Su Ming'an said.

This pain is insignificant compared to the alienated state of san and his more than forty deaths.

"Then are you just slumped in the bed like this? You can't cooperate with the outside army." Xiao Ai said: "If the army really comes in and Lin Guang dies with you in the end, you can't resist."

"I think death may be 'abnormal' here," Su Mingan thought, "And I don't think he will die with me."

"That may not be. Perverts are perverts, and they often have perverted ideas. What if he wants to go to hell with you to be friends?" Xiao Ai shook her big tail. Since she got rid of the identity of a god, it seemed that she had learned to be cute without a teacher.

Su Mingan closed his eyes. He did not forget that there were twelve cameras in this room. If he said something bad about Lin Guang, the scene would be even worse.

Moreover, he thought that the reason why Lin Guang let Xiao Ai go was probably to provide him with a person he could not move...

It is difficult for Su Mingan to describe this kind of distorted and weird friendship. It is like hammering a hole in the wall while carefully filling it in the wall. After tossing and struggling, he hates this relationship even more.

He no longer paid attention to the chattering little love and turned his attention back to the outside world's biological body.

...

"——Xiaoshuai, Xiaoshuai?"

A cool wind swept across his ears.

Su Mingan blinked, and Xizheng shook his shoulders in panic. Her black hair was dispersed on her shoulders in a mess, and her dark eyes were full of worry.

"...I'm here." Su Mingan's voice was a little hoarse.

This is in the truck, and the view of the sand outside the window is quickly retreating. A safe knot is hung on the front of the driver's seat, flying in the bumps like a butterfly.

Sen and Xia Cheng sat in the front driver's seat and the co-pilot. The red sun was drooping, and the truck was galloping on the sand, and it seemed like a layer of vermilion film was shrouded in the eyes.

The sea of ​​sand is dotted with dead willows, and the dry and cold sand white looks like a huge wave that is empty, and it never ends at first sight. The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder and the smell of burnt mosquito corpses.

Su Mingan stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze for five seconds before looking at Xi sitting next to him. It seemed that they were on the way back to Doomsday City.

"I see that your body has not moved. Is there something wrong with the city of God?" Xi said.

"It's okay." Su Mingan shook his head.

He coughed a few times, and his body's hypoxia and blood loss were superimposed on his body's mental state.

Xi put his hand on his forehead and measured it before confirming that he was safe and sound.

The bright red peace knot swayed slightly, and the "sharp" sounded from the on-board radio:

[Dec. 30, 2018, in winter, Free Camp Military and Civilian Radio brings you the latest news -]
To be continued...