179 wandered anxiously

Just feel what kind of anxiety and anxiety in it, just listening to the knock of the old man outside the door,

And his calling voice: "Disappointed, you should be in,

But, alas, I opened the door just to go out to buy some groceries and cook dinner, and I didn't bring the key and didn't lock the door.

I thought I would be back soon, but now I'm locked out, disappointed, open the door! Failed, let me in! ”

What's going on?

Ye Luokong just felt very incomprehensible and surprised there, he just felt a very incomprehensible there,

And very incredible, finally, he thought about it and finally planned to leave, anyway, things felt fast and tricky,

He had no choice or room to hesitate, and he didn't have time to see what was going on with the strong smell of blood in the kitchen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He ran straight up the stairs.

Although it is not a long-term solution to not let the old man into the house, if the leaves fall into the empty house,

And get out of here forever, perhaps, he will never have anything to do with it, right?

Perhaps, in this way, he can get rid of the entanglement of these problems, right?

Ye Luokong ran up the stairs while doing this, and then rushed into his room,

Hurriedly ran to open the window, but was swept away by a black whirlwind.

When the leaves fell into the air under the breath and stuffiness of the black whirlwind, they suddenly lost any consciousness there.

When he came back to his senses, he found himself lying in a wood, and he was sure that the skeleton had brought him the night before.

Maybe this black whirlwind was also made by the bone frame, which is also possible, but where is the bone frame?

Why can't I see him all the time?

Ye Luokong was just panting there, slowly getting up from the ground, looking around in a bit of a trance to find and guard,

There is always something circulating there, and it seems that in that cycle, there is something that is being found and discovered again.

Still working hard there, slowly working there, what there is will be slowly and silently changing there.

Slowly, there will be some changes and unknowns, and I am just feeling very anxious about it, but I am still working hard there.

In fact, everything is already very good there, very good.

It's just that I still feel a kind of dissatisfaction, and I still feel a kind of dissatisfaction there, what kind of dissatisfaction I don't understand.

It's just that there's something that's not very clear there, and it's just something that's not particularly clear there.

Everything is still there in a very ambiguous state and situation.

I felt a kind of loneliness there, just in front of that very strong opponent, I just felt a very terrifying and terrifying aura there,

But he will still work hard in it, and he will still strive for it in that effort, but there is something that decays and falls.

And then, what is there is in it, what is changed and guarded again, what is there is the same there,

There seems to be something that is not the same there, as if it is always not understood there.

There will be a period of time that will become very short there, but there will also be a certain period of time and there will be something that will become very fast and inexplicably there.

Everything is in that swift and swift pursuit, to find something again,

Then, what was lost and what was left behind is renewed in it, as if it were abandoning itself there.

In that one, I chose to abandon my past self again and completely, and I abandoned my former self that I shouldn't have.

It's just that what kind of acknowledgment is there, what kind of fault is there, or what kind of wrongness exists.

It's just that there seems to be a rediscovery of something else, and it seems that there is a very great threat.

It was also in the midst of that threat that I felt like I was about to die there.

There is something that is in it that gets better again, a new same, and a new difference,

What kind of approval exists, and what kind of disapproval exists, but what is there that is familiar and proficient there,

There is something that is not very familiar there, a kind of strangeness and unfamiliarity.

It's just adjusting there, constantly and non-stop, what kind of fatigue and exhaustion,

It's what needs to be fought for there, a perception and feeling of what kind of dead silence and death can't stop and stagnate,

What kind of emotion will also be regained in it, and it is a very unknown emotion.

In the confusion of the sun and breeze, it was another day, it turned out that time can be so fast, time can suddenly become so fast.

Some of the things that are still very self-righteous are slowly increasing there.

It's slowly shrinking there, and you'll feel something worth cherishing and understanding there.

There is something worth doing there.

And there is something that is not quite understood and understood there, in the midst of anxiety and fault,

What kind of pain and pain was felt in it, what kind of pain and pain was felt in it

, convulsions so much that he wanted to cry, like a woman's cry, like the cry of a girl in his most familiar memory.

Hearing the sound, Ye Luokong hurriedly turned to look, but in the fragments of the sun-drenched leaves, he found and found something there,

What kind of breath it is, but it seems that nothing can be seen, but only in the emptiness and silence,

It's as if you're looking for the colorful ones in the white transparent sunlight.

It's just there to remember and recall something, and it's just there to cherish and search for something, and it seems that there is something that is slowly broken and shattered there.

Everything is still a little vague there, just what kind of vagueness it feels there,

What kind of confusion, what kind of pain and pain, but there is nothing to be found and found there,

It's just that the girl who is so sad there that she wants to cry is still there looking left and right in anticipation,

Looking forward to it, it is also a very, very long and long-term expectation and expectation.