Thanks for forcing the top to go back: "I know no one will come. Turn off your ass."

White has no reason to ask: "Why are you going to poke yourself a hole like this? With whom to be angry? No one will feel bad about you now."

Thank you for your continued return: "I am happy. Turn off your ass."

White has no reason: "If someone comes to help you, how are you going; no one will help you, how are you waiting?"

"..."

Thank you for your pity: "How are you so far? I have to vomit! Turn off your ass, shut your ass!"

His words are becoming more and more vulgar and rude, but his tone is getting more and more violent, but he said that he will only lick these words. White is as if he is amused by him and laughs. He sighs: "Silly boy." ""

He turned and said: "But. Anyway, there is only one last day left, and it is no harm to make you stupid. Anyway, no one will come over to give you a glass of water, or help you pull this black sword out. .remember--"

White Nowhere reminded him once again: "After tomorrow, when the sun goes down, if you haven't launched a human face, the curse will come to you."

Thanks for listening quietly, not moving.

On the third day, Xie Pity was still lying in the deep pit of the fork in the fork, and even the posture did not change.

Today's crowd is no different from yesterday's crowd. It is far from him and goes all the way. Although the whimsical things have already been reported, but the other party heard that it is likely to be a god, and did not commit anything, just lying dead like a dead person, they do not want to go, perfuse the road to see a few days. This means almost no matter what. Who knows what it will become in a few days?

Several young children ran over curiously, squatting at the pit to see the man in the pit, licking the branches, secretly pokeing, and thanking the dead fish as unrelenting. They are new and novel, and they want to try to throw something away from him. They were discovered by several parents, smashed a meal and turned back home.

The hawker who sold the water yesterday has been squatting here. Thanks for the day and night, the dripping water did not enter, and there was a dry dead skin on the lips. The hawker looked pitiful. He seemed to want to send it in a bowl of water. He was shackled by his wifes elbow, and the bowl turned over and had to give up. .

I don't know if it's a day to come and join in the fun. After noon, the air is floating in the rain.

The hawkers on the street quickly took over the stalls, and the pedestrians shouted to go home quickly and rushed. After a while, the rain grew bigger and bigger, and the pity of the face was washed away by the rain, and it was paler and the body was soaked.

Quietly, a white figure appeared in front of the pity.

Other people on the street didn't seem to notice this weird figure. White looked down on him and said: "Its going to be sunset soon."

Thank you for your silence.

White is nothing to say: "You are not blasphemy, but they would rather believe that you are, and do not want to believe that you are not; when you acted against the sky and acted for Yong'an rainfall, now they even succumb to you with a glass of water; Im forced to do nothing, but now they even help you to pull a sword out out so simple things are not willing to do, they feel difficult."

He pityfully said: "I told you, no one will help you."

There is a voice in the heart of jealousy shouting hysterically:

Admit it. He is right. No, no, no! Really no, no one!

As if he heard this in his heart, the white phase seemed to smile a little, reaching out and holding the hilt of the black sword, saying: "But it doesn't matter. They don't help you, I will help you."

After he finished, he lifted his hand a little, and pulled the black sword out of the pity, and he slammed it on the side of the pity.

Immediately, the white figure in the rain whispered softly, as if he had retired, and then he gave it to him, and he disappeared.

After pulling out the black sword, the wound of thankfulness was exposed, and it was washed and washed by the rain, and the pain that had already been numb spread again. This is the only thing he can clearly feel at the moment.

Kicking and kicking, a burst of mad rushing into the water came, it seems that there are pedestrians rushing in the rain. However, thankfulness has not been as secretly concerned as before.

He slowly sat up, who knows, just got up and listened to the scream of "ah!!!", one person fell heavily beside him.

The man carried a large basket of things and brought a bucket of rain. Probably because the rain is too big, he did not see that there was a person in the pit on the road. When he came to the front and thanked him for sitting up, he realized that the person was running very fast and he was very fierce. Extremely heavy, a person with a fight in the corner of the human figure lying on the side, smashed on the spot: "I Fuck Your mother!!!"

The fighting flies, the basket on the back is also turned over, and the white flowers are sprinkled on the ground. The man sat on the ground and yelled and slammed it down. The mud and rice on the ground splashed and thanked him. He was furious, and he was stunned. He pointed to the pity and said: "What is the stuff?! I am so hard and tired that I have to earn some money to buy some rice. Its all gone, I fell. Blood mold for several years! Lose money!! Don't pretend to die, lose money!!!"

There is no such thing in the eyes of Xie, and he does not intend to pay attention. The man did not hesitate, grabbed the chest and bowed his head and said: "Do you want to die, I ask you?"

Thanks for the cold and cold: "Yes."

The man shouted: "Then you **** to die, not rolling, quietly, alone, to die, to block other people in the middle of the road, die not to die, no virtue!"

Thanks to him, he swayed his own collar, his face was blank, and he was very numb.

Hey, hey. It doesn't matter, just let it go.

Anyway, it will not be long before it will disappear.

Its going to be sunset soon.

The man grabbed the wood and did not respond to the pity that he had to lose money. He did not lose his **** head and did not get rid of it. Pushing it for a long time, he picked up his own fight on the ground and walked forward. It is. Xie Pity was thrown back into the pit by his "squatting", and gradually, he heard a louder noise than the rain.

It was the scream of thousands of undead who were sealed in the black sword.

As the setting sun sinks, they go crazy in their minds and scream, cheering for the coming freedom and revenge.

Thanks for raising his hand and covering his face.

Just as he shuddered and stretched out his other hand to catch the black sword on the ground, suddenly he found a strange thing.

The rain seems to have stopped.

wrong.

It wasn't rain stopped, there was something, it was covered on his head, helping him to stop the heavy rain!

Xie pity squinted and looked up, only to see a man in front of him, and buckled his head on his head.

... actually the person who just yelled at him!

He yelled at each other, and the other party also yelled at him. "Why are you looking at me like this? Why, if you are really dying to live, you have to die?" said a spit, saying, "I dont want to cry." Hey?"

"..."

The man was only fierce, and at the moment it seemed to be a bit guilty. After a few words, he defended himself: "I have done it, but I am not. But I am also you, you should be sick, who made you sick?" Who hasnt been beaten yet?

Thanks and pity, I cant speak.

The man was impatient and said: "Well, I am unlucky, rice does not want you to lose. What are you still lying here? How old is not a child, waiting for your aunt to pull you up? Get up stand up."

While urging him, he pulled the belt and pulled the praying back. He shot two slaps behind him and said: "Stand up, go home quickly!"

Thanks to the pity, the humanoid pit was pulled out, and the two palms were almost shot on the ground, one by one. When he returned to God, the man had already left.

Only the straw that was still in the straw was still on his head, reminding him that he was pulled out by people, not an illusion.

I don't know how long it took, and the white phase appeared behind him.

This time, he didn't smile, and his tone was not so leisurely. Instead, he seemed to be faintly unhappy and upset. He said, "What are you doing?"

The rain was still underground, and Xies head was wearing a fight from someone else. Although the body was already soaked, the face of the girl could not be drenched.

However, his cheeks are still soaked.

Seeing that Xie Pity did not answer his words, Bai Xiangxiang and Shen Sheng said: "It is going to be sunset, pick up your sword, otherwise, you know what will happen."

Xie Pitou did not return, whispered: "I am going to your mother."

The white phaseless tone brought a chill, saying: "What do you say?"

Thanks to him, he calmly said: "Don't you hear it? Then I will say it again."

Suddenly, he flew up a foot, and the thunder slammed and stunned and flew out of the sky!

One foot fell, thanked for a handful of wounds, one finger white no direction, with his greatest voice, tried his best to say: "I go to your mother!!! Who do you think you are, dare to follow I speak?! I am Prince Edward!!!!"

In his face, two lines of tears have already emerged.

A person. Just one person.

Really, as long as one person is enough!