Is it coincidence? still is……

Now the chest of the master is not what he wants to see. He can only recall the wound by memory. The faint crescent color should be purely a scratch of the blade, not like Chu Wei, Wu Zhiju Forced into the blood, leaving the blood of the blood.

After all, it is different.

In this way, the ink burns a little relieved. Although Chu and Chu Xiaoning are people who are very different in character, they have too many similarities, from appearance to "the way, the beings are headed, For the end, and then to the scar on the chest, coincidentally stacked together is really doubtful.

I don’t know why, maybe it’s because Chu Yu is too gentle, and it’s totally different from Chu’s temper, or maybe because Chu Yu is a wife and son, so if Chu Yu is the reincarnation of Chu Yuning, or It’s Chu’s late night, and the ink burns that he will not stand it and will collapse.

Fortunately, this is not the case.

There is no need to say much about the catastrophe that Lin’an City, which has lost the protection of Chu, will face it.

Of course, the ghost king will not keep his promise. After the night, the blood is hurricane, and the world is stunned. The moat was dyed red with blood, and the roar of the living man after the loss of wisdom rang through the night.

The city is full of zombies that are wandering around, eating fresh blood sausages and chewing brains.

The ink burned with Chu nightning to avoid being in a broken hut, the owner of the house had already died, and the furniture utensils were covered with a thick layer of gray.

The ink burns tightly closes the door, and it is tightly sealed. Only a small window in the kitchen can be left to explore the situation outside.

From time to time, there were sharp screams and ominous swallows.

The ink burned Chu nightning to the corner of the small woodpile and touched his head: "According to the 18th girl, we can leave the ghost king. So you are here, don't move."

Chu night Ning heard the words, suddenly raised his head: "You want to go out?"

"Now don't go, wait for the ghost king to show up and go out."

"But the outside is very dangerous. The virtual environment has been realized. How can you resist it with your own strength?"

"Then I can't take a kid to fight."

Chu night Ning shook his head: "I am going with you."

"Ha ha ha, the younger brother is really cute, but you are still small. Going out with me will drag me down. When you are older, I will not stop you when I encounter such a thing, but this time you have to Listen to the brothers."

"I won't drag you down."

"Generally, you will say this on the hind legs." The ink ignited, "You are jealous, don't be fooled, okay?"

"..."

Seeing that Chu Ning finally stopped talking, the ink burned a little, and his eyes looked out through the ribs of the wooden window, and the look gradually sank.

Why is this virtual reality used for trials suddenly realizable? The younger brother said it was good, and someone wanted to harm him. There are countless people who want to let him die in his life. In this life, he has not sinned any powerful role. He thought about it. The only thing that might have his life was the fake hook that he encountered at Jincheng Lake.

But who is the original body of the fake hook? Can you skillfully use the Jane Chess to this point, why didn't you have a good life in the past?

Could it be that he is born again in this world, not just him alone...

This thought made him chilling and even showing fierce light.

After the rebirth, he only wanted to bury the past. If there is a second reincarnation, it would be awkward.

His brows grew deeper and deeper, but he suddenly heard that he was late and said: "...burning, I..."

"what happened?"

Chu night Ning secretly gritted his teeth, after weighing the pros and cons, he put his heart in a hurry and wanted to tell the truth to him.

"You listen to me, actually I can help you, I am..."

I can hear "I can help you", only that the younger brother wants to struggle with himself again, so he interrupted his words and said, "Okay, let's not let you go out, it won't Will let you go out. Don't be reluctant and obedient."

"No, you listen to me -"

The ink burned up, and said: "Do not listen, do not listen, w.a.n.g Ba Nian Jing."

"..."

Seeing that the night of the night is ugly, the ink burns about that he feels a little worse, and he pokes his eyebrows with his fingers. He laughs again and again: "You are so young, how so hard, and not love." Listen to the words of the elders. Then, I told you, since you called me a brother, let's get out of the same door. When I encounter such danger, I have to protect you, can you understand?"

Chu night Ning closed his eyes and whispered: "... understand."

"I understand it, then you -"

"But I am worried about you."

The ink burned, and the tip of the finger hanging in front of his forehead seemed to tremble slightly, but it was impossible to speak for a while. He has lived for two lifetimes, and the words "I am worried about you" have never been heard. Even though the teacher is waiting for him to be gentle, he has never said so much about his concern.

He looked at the little child on the woodpile in front of him, and his heart mixed.

After a long time, his eyes gradually became very gentle, and then he poked Chu nighting's fingertips gently to the top, fell to the soft top of the other side, smashed.

"Don't worry, the brothers promise you, you will come back and forth."

"Ink burning, can you listen to me to finish the words first..."

The ink burned and smiled: "Well, what are you going to say?"

"Actually, I am --"

"Oh!", the door was knocked open.

A man with a shawl screamed and rushed in. He was covered in blood, and a thigh had been smashed and smashed, followed by a group of corpses that had been smothered by blood.

The man dragged his rotten leg into the room, copied everything that could be caught next to the roaring zombie, and threw it away: "Go away! Don't come over! Get it! Get it! ”

The ink burned and slammed, and the night was stopped behind him, the red light in his hand lit up, and the ghost was held in front of him, halfway through the face:

"Teacher, you are hiding, don't come over!"

Saying that t.i.tan will go up and kill them with the corpses that broke into the house. Although the ghost is similar to the heavenly question, the movement of Chu Yuning is not completely taught in the ink, and the weapon of the last generation is the knife. It is not suitable for the soft weapon. Therefore, although it does not fall into the wind at the beginning, it can gradually Some power is not enough.

I was going to confuse the ghost dance, and I heard the sound of the child behind me, and it was crisp and cold: "The left side is wound around the wrist three times, then it vacates and wanders around."

When the ink burned for a while, he thought about it. He hit a set according to his instructions. Liu Teng smoked on a zombie on the left. Only the zombie was beaten by the G.o.ds. The ordinary people would never be bored until again. It is pumped twice more. But since the younger brother said it, then it’s okay to try it out, and immediately hit the zombie twice, then squatted up, his back softened, and turned straight to the back of the vine whip—

brus.h.!.+

It was not too late or late, just in time for the next wave of corpses, and acc.u.mulating three strengths, the smoldering smoldering of a burning flame, rus.h.i.+ng toward them, the corpse was suddenly violent Shenwu stopped his waist, and the zombies were in the same position. The head that fell on the ground was still smoking black smoke.

The ink burned and stunned, and looked at the little teacher who was sitting on the firewood.

This guy... can you?

"How do you fight next?" The ink burned hard and was ecstatic.

Chu night Ning no expression: "Next... take your left hand and take a picture of your right side."

"Oh, this road is unpredictable, what is it?"

Chu night Ning faintly said: "There is nothing inscrutable, you just swung too proud, your sleeves were shackled by weapons."

The ink burned "ah" and looked down. Sure enough, I quickly smashed the fire that had been smashed out. This man's face is also really thick, actually not at all, but also raised his head with a smile, said to the other side: "My family is very good, I like it."

Chu night Ning lightly coughed, silently turned his face away, facing the gray and bare walls, the ears were a little red.

At this time, there were only six zombies that could still be moved in the house. Chu Yuning was not willing to smother the ink again. He still twisted his head and directed against the wall: "When the wrist is relaxed, the cane will swing to the top of the sky and rotate. After six times of acc.u.mulating power, the word is awkward."

The ink burned according to the words, but when I turned to the fifth lap, I suddenly remembered: "How is the word?"

"...what do you want to do with your sword on weekdays."

"Ah, it turns out!" The ink burned and realized, a blow, a fire, and the soft vines seemed to be instantly tempered into an indestructible long knife, brus.h.i.+ng six zombies across the board!

"Wow--"

The eyes of this smoldering eyes were rounded up.

"Where did you learn? How do I feel that you use the rattan whip, you must be familiar with my teacher? No, you are better than him. You taught me, he never told me."

"..."

The ink burned and smiled: "It's so good, it's great, I don't have to look at the teacher's face anymore, I will learn from you, isn't it happy?"

Chu night Ning gave him a look: "Do you think that the elders of Yu Heng give you a look? Why don't you give me a look at your face?"

The ink burned the rattan whip, re-blocked the door, and dragged the table over the entrance. He smiled and said: "You give me a face, that is also good for me. Let's both, this is also an adversity and a total, you are waiting The brothers are good, the brothers can remember, I will take you as a younger brother to hurt you later. Do not say that you are licking my face, that is, I am not happy to beat me twice, I am not angry."

Chu night Ning black face: "Who wants to be your brother."

Speaking of jumping off the woodpile, I don't want to pay attention to the burning of the ink, but to see the injury of the man who came in.

Under the circ.u.mstance, Chu Xining was slightly wide-eyed: "...how is he?"

"who's that?"

The ink burned his head and looked at it. He was also stunned: "That... that little?"

Lying in a pool of blood, □ 啜 啜 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 正是 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 血 血 血 血 血 血 血 血 血This person is really..."

Ink ignited: "Sin deserves it."

Chu nighting looked at him. The ink burned a haha, and suddenly there was some guilty conscience. To say that sin deserves it, should the person who should be retributed the most should not be himself?

The ink burned the subject and asked: "Yes, what did you just want to tell me? What are you actually?"

Chu Xiaoning dropped his eyelashes and paused. He whispered: "In fact, I am --"

When the words were not exported, I suddenly felt the wind behind. Chu night Ning was shocked and turned back to meet, but he was a child’s body after all, and his strength was far less than that of adults. He was unable to escape and was locked by the other side!

I don’t know when I was struggling, and I got up from the pool of blood in one breath!

His hand with a blue-stretched violent death stuck to the neck of Chu’s late night, and the other hand reversed the arms of Chu’s late night. The dirty face had a crazy flame burning, and he wanted to make him whole. Distorted, like a waxed statue, deformed under hot flame baking.

He was full of blood and sighed at the ink: "Take me... leave here..."

"You let him go!"

"Take me out of here!!" Xiaoman screamed, and witnessed it. "Otherwise, I have his life! Go!"

"You want me to save you, I will save you, what do you do with a child? You put him first-"

"You say that I will kill him now!! Anyway, I have done a bad thing, no shortage of this! You can't go!"

Chu Xiaoning was stunned by his voice, and a delicate little face rose red. The smoldering is in a hurry, although at the moment, a small full life can be achieved in the past, but in this virtual reality, if the small full is really angry, I am afraid that the other party may have been seriously injured before killing himself. Teacher.

Ink ignited: "Well, I listen to you, don't be excited, you loose some hands, I will..."

The voice is not falling, the blood is splas.h.i.+ng!

The author has something to say: ink burning: the younger brother is good to me, the younger brother is smart and cute *^o^* is completely different from the teacher!

Chu nightning: Oh. blind.