The first thousand two hundred and fifty chapters of the city's island
In the sky, a meteor fell down, leaving a football field with a huge pit on the ground! The dust and ruins in the sky covered the figure.
After a while, a hand broke through the ruins and stretched out, like a zombie resurrected. Tang Ye slowly stood up, his clothes swayed constantly with the wind blowing, and his white hair was swaying, leaving a belonging on the ground.
Shadow of the Demon.
The two zombies were silent one after another. Li Qingtian's body had a large area of sand, and flesh and blood were separated from her body one by one, turning into sand and falling to the ground or being swept away by the wind. Her face was not as intimidating as before.
Pleasant to the eye, but becomes ugly.
However, Tang Ye is not necessarily good. Li Qingtian himself knew that he was at the end of his strength. A human being wanted to turn into a zombie and be stronger than before and keep his consciousness. This is impossible in itself, but Li Qingtian did it.
It's here, but she has paid a huge price for it.
Her consciousness was already blurred, and there were two selfs appearing, and that was not herself...
Therefore, the resistance she made was particularly fierce, and she was fighting desperately! So this caused more than a dozen bone spurs to penetrate the top of Tang Ye's head.
"Why should I do this?"
Tang Ye shook his head, his heart seemed to calm down, and he silently pulled out the bone spurs on his head. If he weren't the silver armor corpse, he would probably have died in Li Qingtian's hands long ago, but he was the silver armor corpse.
He did not have much protection awareness on his head, and he was not so cautious about Li Qingtian's weaknesses in attacking him.
As he moved, the bone spurs on his head were pulled out one by one by one and threw them on the ground.
Li Qingtian had already fallen to the ground. She looked at Tang Ye a little dazed, but soon, her eyes were full of hatred.
Tang Ye also looked at him, and he felt very uncomfortable inside, not because of himself, but because of Li Henian's whine in his heart. Li Henian's personality tells himself consciousness that Li Qingtian is his relative, and his relatives will not harm him, and his subconscious is affected by Li Henian.
Tang Ye believes in Li Qingtian very much, but what is the result?
This so-called relative wants to kill himself to avenge Li Henian's revenge. Her behavior makes Li Henian's personality incredible and also feels great sorrow. He is shouting, wanting to get Li Qingtian's attention, excited Tang Ye's emotions,
But none of this is of any use.
Tang Ye's body began to tremble, and Li Henian's personality was stirring deep in his consciousness, but in a short while he fell into silence.
"elder sister……"
Li Qingtian let out a long roar, and a sharp scream like a night owl came from her mouth. Her eyes were uniquely violent with the zombies. More cuticles were produced in the nails in her hands, covering her hands.
"I want you to die!"
She closed her eyes, and bloody tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, and then rushed towards Tang Ye at a very fast speed!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
His hands were waving wildly, and the sharp corpse claws left white mist in the air, while hundreds of tentacles grew from Tang Ye's body, turning into a flesh-and-blood shield to resist Li Qingtian's attack.
"This is the last chance!"
Tang Ye made a low voice, like a reminder or a warning!
But such defense is passive after all. After a while, as the only tail feathers left on Li Qingtian merged into an attack! Tang Ye flew backwards directly!
Li Qingtian also suspended his body in the next second, shaking a lot of sand off her body, but she ignored it, and the world in front of her turned into a background board, only Tang Ye, the zombie!
"You're going to kill each other! That's the feeling, hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hahaha!"
Lin Jie, who was observing from a distance, was also crazy, and laughed so hard that tears came out. This was the best play he had ever seen in his life, a play that could resonate with him.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The laughter was regarded as background music in this battle, which could make people laugh, but when you listen carefully, the laughter also had a sadness that could not be ignored.
No one paid attention to Lin Jie, and no one wanted to care about this lunatic. His existence seemed particularly alternative in this battlefield.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehahahahahaha~ I'm killing each other, why, hahaha, why? This is why..."
As he smiled and counted the three words why, Lin Jie's voice suddenly became low, and his eyes gradually became empty.
"Yes, why is this? Why?"
He looked at the two figures fighting in the distance, and two lines of tears suddenly flowed out.
"I... am not like this too, hehe... wuwu~ I am like this too, but why?"
Seeing all this, Lin Jie seemed to have returned to that year. In that year, he blew the coldest summer wind in the world, the wind that was even more harsh than winter. He was powerless and could only let the wheel of fate run over him.
A faint dream, the sand that rises and falls with the wind, each has its shadow. The collision between sand, advances or goes backwards, the final outcome is to fall into the bottomless abyss and sink
self.
It was like the scene of bright lights and wine he saw back then, looking at the bustling street through the gap, everything was closely related to him, but it had nothing to do with him.
The wind charmed his eyes, and the closing of the windows made him unable to recognize the world. The fairy tale world he thought in his heart had nothing to do with seeing everything. The warmth he gave himself in the quilt could not resolve the coldness from the outside world.
, just as the fairy tale in your heart cannot change the world.
Every word he said was like a mentally ill man talking to himself, no one took it seriously, and no one took it seriously.
What he wants is very simple, and everyone can have it, just like a person walking past himself, accidentally bumping into himself, and then saying sorry.
The beautiful angel will sit next to her, lie in her arms, feeling the beautiful warmth, although when you wake up like this, you will see just a pile of garbage that is heated by you.
The sour smell they carry makes it difficult for people not to hate themselves.
"Hehe...hehehahaha..."
He laughed dryly, and suddenly realized that he actually hated this scene because the actors in it played him alive. It seemed that he was the person in the play. He hated it very much. He was not like this, never like this.
I should be a normal person...
I didn't fall asleep, and the angel was not something I imagined. She was always there, but I woke up... I couldn't find her...
Lin Jie stood up, no longer before, crazy. Finally, he took a look at the scene and walked staggeringly towards the distance, but his back looked very lonely.