How could the little play be here?

I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, isn't it that the little play here explains......

She couldn't imagine it, wondering if it was true, hoping it was just an illusion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, Xiao Yu's face was bloodless, and when he looked at her with wide eyes, he had no pupils and spread out, obviously he was looking in the direction where Satoru was, but he seemed to be looking into the distance.

"Playful?" Satoru whispered softly, hoping that he could say a few words to himself.

If it weren't for Xiao Wan, it was she who was taken away that day, and it was Xiao Yu who suffered everything for her, and she would never forget what Xiao Yu said to her when he left, he said to protect her, and Xie Wencai also said that he wanted him to protect her.

However, Satoru shouted the name of the little play, but the little play did not answer, and the empty eyes were like a skeleton, slowly approaching Satoru.

"Playful?" Satoru shouted again, this time with some confusion in his voice.

Still ignoring her, the little playful walked on his own path, covered in blood whipped by the jailer, and slowly approached Satoru, his head clicking, like the sound of his head being squeezed out by a wooden door, and he could hear Satoru's goosebumps all over his body.

"Are you a little player?"

Satoru asked uncertainly, stopping the desire to retreat.

When Satoru asked this sentence, the dull eyes gradually became a little colored, but it was not what Satoru wanted to see.

"You're not a kid! Who are you? ”

This person must not be a little play, there will be no such gaze in the eyes of the little play, resentful and resentful, like a ghost full of resentment.

Where is she now?

I don't even know where I'm going, and I don't know what I'm going to do next. Should she be reincarnated? Those who are dead should be reincarnated.

Suddenly, I remembered a lot of legends, but the Meng Po soup on the bridge, black and white, impermanence, eighteen hells......

Where does she go from here?

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the little play was already one step away from enlightenment, and only then did enlightenment react.

The man who looked like a little play shook his head, and the clicking sound became more and more intense, and he knew that his heart was afraid, but he had to hold back to face the monster in front of him.

It's much scarier than Ah Cheng's.

By the way, what about Ah Chengcai? What about Mu Nan?

Where did they all go?

She's dead, so ......

Suddenly, the godless eyes of the monster carved out of the same mold as Xiaoyu suddenly went over, and there were no black eyeballs, and the rest was the whites of Yishun's eyes.

It's like the white belly of a fish turned up.

Even though Satoru was prepared, she was still frightened and fell to the ground.

The man who looked exactly like Xiao Yu didn't intend to let her go, staring at the dead fish-like white eyeballs, and mechanically raised a pair of hands on Satoru's lying arm.

Only then did he realize that he wanted to escape, desperately shaking off his hands that were shackles, trying to escape this nightmarish scene. No matter how you think about it, it's like being haunted by a ghost.

Those cold but very powerful hands, Satoru couldn't resist her at all, and the cold hands that were holding her arms made Satoru shiver.

What's going on? How can it be so real, do people still feel after they die? She couldn't imagine what she had become!

Satoru, who has the concept of modern technology, is skeptical of the scene in front of her, but the feeling of being clutched at the arm, and the cold touch of the hand of the person who looks like the little play, make her believe that all this is true.

She seemed to be trapped in an illusory space, unable to get out, and didn't know how to get out.

Suddenly, the cold hands shifted their position, no longer resting on her arms, but mechanically and gradually moving upwards to her neck.

"Little play!"

"Little play!"

"Little ......"

Satoru wanted to summon the mind of the person in front of her again, maybe it was a little trick, although she didn't think it was a chance of happening, but the last word was stuck in her throat.

The little play in front of him was full of whites of his eyes, but there was no her at all, and he was pinching her neck as if he was going to break her neck, and he felt the suffocation again.

Slowly, she has been pinched by Xiao Yu's two hands and lifted into the air, I really don't know where she got so much strength!

She could feel that her blood was all blocked from the neck down, forehead, and suddenly remembered a question, if a person died, would there still be blood? She doesn't know that the blood of the soul? She was helpless that she could still think of this at this time.

If she doesn't resist again, then the result in this world will be a dead word!

She can't go anywhere and die!

So, the hands that were holding the little play looked like a man moved away from her cold body, and with all the strength to feed, he smashed it at the back of the person's head!

"Ahh

“……”

"You're going to die! People finally came to take care of you, not to mention serving you and urine, I even fed you with food, and you still beat me, or while I was serving you and urine! Fuck, whoever I love to do this job, I'm not going to do it! ”

Satoru's eyes couldn't be opened, but she realized that she wasn't dead, and the noise made her feel bored for a while, but it was only for a while, and now her curiosity was going to overcome the boredom in her heart, and she didn't understand what was going on.

Isn't she dead? Didn't she die in prison?

What's going on?

She tried to open her eyes, but felt a cloth over her face.

If you move your fingers, you can move, and if you take your pulse, your body is fine, and even those illnesses that require a medicinal bath are gone.

The whole body is active, there are no broken arms and short legs, that is, many places on the body are numb because of the reason that they have not been active for a long time.

The first thing that came to mind was to remove the piece of cloth from my face.

So she did, and the owner of the chirp that had started seemed to be gone.

Satoru carefully lifted the corner of the strip of cloth, nothing out of the ordinary, and took the strip of cloth away.

The dazzling light made her unable to adapt for a while, and her closed eyes had great anticipation, looking forward to adapting to the dazzling light, and then opening her eyes.

Slowly open your eyes.

Lying on a bed with a simple shape similar to an ancient bedroom, the curtain hanging from top to bottom is delicate and elegant, and there is a small basin on a wooden bench next to him, the water in the basin is still steaming, and a towel is placed on the edge of the basin.

The tattered clothes were gone, and the white and dirty clothes looked like they were made of the best silk, and the ugly scars on his body from the whipping could be clearly seen.

Where exactly is she now?

What happened again?

Did she come down by someone?

What about Mu Nan and Ah Chengcai?

Did they come out alive?

What about Xiao Play and Shu'er?

Where are they now? (To be continued.) )