After I visited Li Zhi in Prison No. 4, I sat on the top of Baichi Mountain: I thought it was very rare, and it was usually the will of the collective. However, this was not the case. I saw Shen Nianjie and others sharing the coolness and openness of snow. , then move "Wuyi". Mingmingde. The loneliness becomes more and more falling. Gradually it becomes quiet and clear, just like the white winter snow covering the top of everything.
I like this kind of fragments or human footsteps, the depth, weight, and urgency of landing are particularly different. Intuitive. Like a suddenly clear scene, I feel the overlapping, fractured, and bruised images of the sounds or smells I heard accidentally. The stagnation is lengthened and shortened in the changes of light and shadow in this world. Therefore, I like all kinds of colors that are scattered and jagged, clear and not demonic, and the strong and clear texture makes me fascinated by them.
After Shen Nianjie and I gave some instructions to the publicist of the "Fall in Love" bar, we immediately went to Qianzhou and quickly found an inconspicuous small shop in the South District. In this chaotic place where dragons and snakes are mixed, there is more eroticism. There was a faint smell of rust, and I thought that the only nightclub that dared to be so arrogant was Wei Jianfu's nightclub. I was too lazy to beat around the bush, so I lit a cigarette and said sternly in my eyes: "Li Zhi asked me to spy on someone with you." "How should we clean up this place after he leaves?"
"Whoever wants it can take it, I don't mind." Wei Jianfu said. He rubbed his lover's face and chatted half-truthfully, using various obscure words to represent the situation that could not be known to outsiders. He said to his lover: " Give Xiao Ye two martinis." "However." "You know I haven't forgiven you, and I won't wait for you." He added. "There are foreigners who are eyeing you behind Li Zhi, so don't worry. Wait until he does it. Choose to come to me again.”
I saw his black eyes sparkling with cumin. I said, "Once there is a stain, your position will be in jeopardy. Brother Wei!" "It seems that the only thing left is the situation without us."
Shen Nianjie said, "Thank you, Brother Wei, for the wine." Then we walked straight out of Fuzuo Road. But just as we were about to turn the corner, we suddenly saw several people surrounding a man in a dark alley. The man was quite thin. There was only an uncle in a dim yellow coat standing in the corner and watching. Shen Nianjie and I should have been very secretive and would not be discovered, but strangely enough, the man seemed to notice my presence, and our sights were actually there. A brief encounter.
At that moment, I seemed to see the dark eyes hidden under the sea. The other person had cold and hard-lined facial features!
I thought I might never see the sudden disaster again. When I was about to lie down and hide, several tall figures suddenly appeared out of thin air beside me. The person reached out and wanted to touch the traces of my weak figure, but he quickly touched it. When he arrived, the figure murmured: "Why did you show up?" He slapped me and then disappeared. I sat up in slow motion, and the 108 bones seemed to have been reorganized, and each one had the same word: pain.
I discovered that a black vortex also appeared underground, and countless cold silver iron chains sprang out as if they were alive, as if some souls were screamed out. "Monster?" Finally, the man's voice had a slight ups and downs. He almost The remaining flames dispersed with his fists and appeared in front of me in an instant. I saw his beautiful silver-white curly hair intertwined with blood. He said with a depressed look: "I am Zhao Xuebin from the 2nd team of "Bloodshed" Pojun!" "Be careful with them!" Demon fire hurts people!" "These people are all demon envoys!"
"Dizzy!" "They soiled my clothes!" Shen Nianjie's face was covered with blood, but she still cursed angrily. She seemed not to know that she was about to face an unprecedented fanatic.
"Hey!" "This fire is enough to burn you alive!" The demon apostle's purple eyes were terrifying, and then, even colder ice energy spurted out from his body, and his bloody lips formed an evil arc, Deeply, it reflected the other person's distorted face showing his emotions.
Zhao Xuebin jumped behind the alley next to me, tore off a piece of cloth from his inner shirt, bit his finger, and scrawled two words on it: Urgent! Urgent! Then he smeared a layer of blood on his left palm, Printed on the white cloth, I could vaguely recognize a claw and scales. I saw it suddenly turn into nothingness and wither as a flower. Zhao Xuebin explained: "This is a secret message." "I believe other team members will find it soon. "
I saw a lot of metal materials slowly melting in the demonic fire in front of me, and the burnt edges were particularly eye-catching red. They dripped onto the ground drop by drop, and with a few hisses, several holes appeared on the ground. However, My body was protected by the inexplicable aura within "Po Jun", and all the remaining flames fell to the ground without being touched. But this magic shield could not withstand their combat skills.
"Xiao Ye!" "Are we going to die?" Shen Nianjie pushed back the long hair on her chest and narrowed her black eyes slightly. Her long eyelashes were pressed into a straight line. My school belle brother spoke again. He said to me: "I have someone I care about again. Does Xiao also want to know who this person is?"
I pulled Shen Nianjie tightly and said, "Maybe because you are afraid that I will be sad." "But I can't give you the result you want." She smiled and said to me, "You will make me think that You also have different feelings for me." She slowly closed her eyes, and the dust fell on our faces, giving a slightly cool touch.
Anyway, Shen Nianjie and I are just mortals and cannot deal with the demon apostle. So we sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the redbud forest opposite. Shen Nianjie was wearing a moon-white coat today, with long sleeves and pockets hanging on the ground, spread out. A few remaining petals fell on it. She flicked her sleeves, and the petals flew, then fell quietly on the same black ground.
I stretched out my hand to catch a falling flower. The flower passed by my hand, I felt it gently, and then fell on the other side. I don’t know why I am here again. Vaguely, it seems that there is someone I really want to get. Something like a dark will that only appears when you are troubled.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of the changed figure in the distance. I saw Zhao Xuebin making a cyan talisman, but it was resolved by the demon in a yellow coat who suddenly appeared in front of him. The demon apostle looked at him condescendingly: "You finally Discover us!" "But you will die in the dark night today!"
I laughed bitterly, and saw the apostle in green attacking me with a light green sword energy. The bright red blood suddenly came out of my fingers and dripped down my arm.
The "Blooded" spirit master also suffered several serious injuries in order to protect us. However, when his hand was facing the wound, green light spots fell on the wound, and the bloody arm immediately returned to its original shape, with only the stiff blood still there. The wounds on the face damaged the bones, and after treatment, several water drop-shaped scars were left just below the left eye. From a distance, they looked like drops of blood and tears, adding meaning to this pale face. Unforgettable taste.
Zhao Xuebin stroked the sunken mark on his face, his eyes cold. The red demonic flames continued to burn in all directions, and the surrounding area was dyed into a terrifying color, like hell. But Shen Nianjie smiled happily and gently, Lean on my right side.
I looked at the black spiderweb-like bad path on my arm. Although the sword wound was very shallow, my body was already bleeding from the stabbing, and there was still a fishy stench in my mouth that could not be resolved.
How long can this member of "Pojun" hold on? No one knows. I see burning things. The characteristics of each thing have reached a similar state in the tired eyes. Decay. In the darkness after the twilight disappears. Floating and sinking before the day comes. The sounds I hear seem to be inaudible, as if they are caused by the dusk and dusk, and the tail of the painting is self-centered, rising and falling, trying to indulge any beautiful personality we have formed. , or a long train slowly passing by. The iron sheets were blown off, fell to the ground, and then were blown by the wind to the whole world. They extend over everything, and the last circle may not be completed, but they try hard to complete it. It is completed until cascading flowers bloom. At this time, I want to say to my school beauty brother (Shen Nianjie): It seems that the time we met was to continue to be with you.