The girl named Chen Bieli? It looks handsome, but for my son, you can only be sorry for you, no matter how much literature loves you! "
His tone was cold, just like the beasts who were detained in a cage to suppress his emotions, but it was useless to sell Chen Bie to the literary and artistic art, and he had to escape the arrest of Qinshan base first.
Jin Liudong didn't know at all. Just when he just hung up the phone, Chen Bie's eyes flashed in the Qinshan base, and the look of the sorrow of guilt suddenly became indifferent. This moment became more exciting than the Sichuan opera's face!
She puts the golden mobile phone in an in -bag and went to her house to find a deadly knife? That is impossible.
It seemed that she suddenly remembered something. She glanced at the direction of the peace meeting, took out her mobile phone and turned it over for a while, and then found a person who remained "Children's Personality" and sent a piece of information to the past.
[Hey, can you come to my house and find me? I have something to tell you, yes, I'm Chen Bieli.]
After finishing the post, she walked forward quickly. The figure of her walking was a painting that could not breathe. In the eyes of the survivors, this girl seemed to be the only color in this gray monotonous world that had other colors.
Like an angel.
Of course, there are also bastards walking towards her with a smile, but before approaching, a huge red feathers suddenly dived down.
This red feathers are three meters. In the Qinshan base, even if the red feathers are a specialty here, few people have seen such a large red feather bird, and no one has seen red feathers.
Extracted by.
In normal times, they are attacked by humans, and at most they escape. This situation is the first time.
All, the prostitute didn't notice something wrong. When the reaction came, his head had been pierced by this huge red feather bird's beak. As a ray of blood soared, he was as weak as being pumped away from his soul.
Falling on the ground.
The red feathers flew into the air, Chen Bieli glanced at the corpse on the ground, speeding up his pace, but stopped not far away, and took out his mobile phone again.
lonely.
The remarks are on the information surface of "Children's Personality". She opened the keyboard and made the next paragraph: [Forget it, it's actually nothing, you don't need to come, sorry.]
Nympho
Tang Ye, who was focusing on the body, heard that there was a mobile phone ringing on the body, and pulled the attention back.
"Who is it? Is there anyone to contact me?"
Pick up the phone and see why, I do n’t know why, a message appears in the information bar.
[Hey, can you come to my house and find me? I have something to tell you, yes, I'm Chen Bieli.]
"Chen Bieli? What are you looking for me?"
Although it was a lot of impression of Chen Bili at the beginning, after learning that her home was on that place, it might be because that place was beautiful, and the Tangye's sensory of Tang Ye also rose a lot.
That place is like a paradise. Even if the gray world in the Qinshan base is not uncomfortable, it still cannot affect his favorite home, the sunny place.
Throwing the phone aside, Tang Ye got up and walked there. When he passed through the dark alley and came to the small yard, there was no room except the door and no one who had no one.
Then, then
So, he sat on the sofa on the second floor and watched the sun in the sky and waited for nearly an hour before he saw Chen Bili returned, and then returned to the resident site with a playful mood.
The feeling of being put into the pigeon is really upset!
Back to the room all the way, Tang Ye was full of uncomfortable heart, and did not know why he was uncomfortable.
Picking up the mobile phone, Tang Yebin wanted to go back to Chen Bieli's sentence "Why playing me", but just opened it, it was Chen Bieli the next sentence.
[Forget it, it's actually okay, you don't have to come, sorry.]
"I'm going!"
After looking at the time, the sending time between the two sections of information is five minutes. It may be that Chen Bieli has something to tell himself or what needs to help yourself, but it ’s not much to think about it later.
Send the second section of information.
"I'm sick!"
I murmured, Tang Ye's heart was even more unhappy, but there was no way. Now the avatars have come to Qulongjiang with Qioli. As long as they pass this river, it is not far from the 169 base of the Yangyang.
However, Qiongli was in trouble and had been trapped for a month in T ...
Nympho
He was originally a unemployed young man in Tsarist Russia. He had no dreams in his life. He rely on GJ's excellent social subsidies to live his half of his life. One day three years ago, the last days suddenly came. Since then, he will always dream of some of himself.
Strange and familiar places.
Azette didn't know why this was, but this bad end of the world and the weird dream brought him a late hobby -photography.
Suddenly there is this hobby, Yazite is to take pictures of his dreams!
He dreamed of many places. He thought these places did not exist, but later he found that there were two places real, and these two places were not far from him!
Before he could not do these dreams, he saw that both places were common, but after the last days, those dreams would dream of once every day or two days. There is no plot, it is a place.
Everywhere in this dream is so beautiful, full of fairy tale dreams. He fell in love with the place in the dream. After knowing that there are two places that are real, he is surprised. No one can experience him
The mood.
Excited? Happy? Still shouting? But these are not important. Every dream looks like a tree and a tree is pierced in his mind. He can't forget or want to forget!
He is also thinking that these dreams are likely to be given to himself. In order to make his own dull life, there are not so much pale.
And Yazite did not disappoint the "God". Although it was the last days, the GJ population of Tsarist Russia was not many, and the land area was wide.
Yazite also chopped the three -headed zombies in front of the shop with a knife, and by the way, he grabbed his collection of cameras for many years under the scream of the owner.
So, a person, a knife, a camera, Azet went towards the way to find a dream.
Today, he came to a fishing village in the northeast of Tsarist Russia. The weather here is cold. The end of the world does not affect the people who live here.
Although the urban area of Tsarist Russia is a doomsday -like scene, those people who are tortured by hunger, brutal zombies. There is no here. People in small fishing villages can maintain their lives by fishing.