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The sky is very quiet, and it is very dark. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a long while, and lying down for a while, the black cat boy finally made a great decision, get up, and get up like a man!

This is indeed a very great decision - for a man who has never killed a chicken, and even does not even dare to look at such a bloody scene as killing chickens, the experience of this night is really enough, and it is not bad to be scared to pee his pants, which is quite face-saving.

"Masochistic!"

The good mood is gone, I don't want to change Haizi's poems anymore, I don't want to "pick up girls to explore and understand the world", such a ghost place, it's not bad to be able to save your life.

"Meow a cat, it's really terrible, it's really grandpa's life."

The black cat boy muttered in his mouth, mustered up his courage, gritted his teeth, struggled, desperately stood up, his back hurt and his legs cramped, mainly because his legs were weak, like two noodles that had just come out of the pot!

If you see this cat in an embarrassed way now, you'll have a lot of fun, and if you sprinkle a little more water, the whole thing will be a big mud cat.

Our big mud cat got up from the ground, and didn't care whether his image was shining or not, and moved his paws like cast lead inch by inch, moving forward three inches and two inches.

Move, move, finally moved two meters.

Finally, he moved to the lying, motionless female killer, and was about to tremble and tremble and stretch out a paw, tentatively and tentatively, caressing his face, touching his body, to see if he was dead, and then by the way, he would make a "groping pig hand".

The breasts are so beautiful, so stiff, so soft!

"Don't touch it, if you touch it again, you'll really find a ghost!"

The tone was not high, it was very gloomy.

Meow ...... Damn! ”

Suddenly, out of thin air, such a sentence appeared in the ground, that is not to die.

The reality is that I was not scared to death, I was scared half to death.

The reality is that he was still in a half-dead state before he turned around, and when he turned around and took a look, he was a god, and the god was immediately in a state of death of four-fifths, and there was only a wisp of geism left to support it.

What's wrong?

Ghosts!

In the dark night, there was a vague shadow swaying, swaying, swaying, swaying, swaying, swaying, that is, the erratic ghostly appearance.

After being fluctuating for a while, it was finally not a matter of flickering, and a cold frost killer sword stretched straight out again, and it was about to pierce the black cat boy's brain, stop, stop!

A woman in gray!

Dressed in gray, with a gray handkerchief covering his head, a gray veil covering his face, and a pair of gray eyes revealing bursts of coldness, like ice.

This is a real sword, don't think of it as the kind of lady dancing in the square! Where to compare, there is no comparison at all, there is no comparable coefficient!

It's a fancy shelf, a fake!

This is a real thing, damn it!

It's a bad situation!

The situation in front of you doesn't need to be counted with your toes, you can calculate it quite clearly with five fingers, those who come are not good, those who are good do not come, ordinary people who will run here in the dark and sway, or the kind of swaying erratically, and hold a sword that can really take people's lives in their hands, unless they are full of food.

It seems that it is impossible to escape this catastrophe, and it should be like this!

Although the black cat kid has the shell of a cat, he is a mature soul inside, and famous quotes such as what is not afraid of danger, the more critical the moment, the more calm and so on, will still memorize a paragraph or two.

"Ah, ah, you're in such good shape, and you're still out for a walk!"

Listen, do you say hello? Not to mention a cat, even people don't greet each other like this.

What's more, maybe people can't understand cat language at all, is this a coquettish or a demonstration?!

But our black cat boy really said that, what is called no words to find words, self-acquaintance, this is it.

The woman in gray was still expressionless, she couldn't see her expression, and her face was covered.

She just lowered the tip of her sword slightly, not knowing if it was a nod or if she was about to kill her head.

The trick was almost unsuccessful, so the trick could not be repeated, and the black cat boy continued to pretend to be a bear while running his head to the fastest speed.

The end result is: Run! Because if you don't run, you won't be able to run!

So what are you waiting for, run!

The black cat boy shrunk his neck, dodged the tip of the sword, and then scratched the ground with four claws, held back his horsepower, stepped on the accelerator, and jumped out, and escaped a reined pony, a bull that saw a red cloth, and a fly without a head.

At this moment, in this situation, the black cat boy can't manage so much, whether it is a horse, a cow, or a headless fly, as long as it can make him run forward, it is to go up the knife mountain, go down to the oil pot, and even if there is a small crack in the ground, it has to be drilled into.

Run, run, I don't know how long I ran, but it's about to dawn anyway.

"Squeak...... Karma ......"

The black cat boy slammed his four paws to the ground, and there was a rush to kill the car, almost missing the bucket, the speed was too fast, at least it had to be three hundred yards, absolute speeding, and it was about to catch up with the high-speed rail.

Beard Emergency Command: No Way Ahead!

Doesn't it mean that "there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there must be a classic car when there is a road", why is there no road?

Here, Du Niang will tell you: cats have a beautiful beard, which is not only a decoration, but also a special sensory organ. Cat whiskers have extremely thin nerves at the base that can be perceived by touching an object. Therefore, some people compare it to the tentacles of a snail, which has a radar-like effect. When a cat walks in the dark or on a narrow road, it twitches its whiskers slightly to detect the width of the road and facilitate its free movement with unmistaken accuracy. It has been suggested that in the dark, a cat's whiskers recognize and perceive objects through a slight change in pressure in the air, complementing the visual senses. This shows that the whiskers are an extremely important tactile organ for cats. Therefore, family cats should be careful not to let children deliberately cut off their whiskers, which will greatly affect the cat's judgment when moving freely. In addition, if you find that the cat's whiskers are broken, it is best to remove them to promote the growth of new whiskers, and the broken whiskers are of little use to the cat.

The black cat boy received the order of the beard, and came to an emergency stop, and could not go any further.

There is a river in front of it, a big river, a wide river, a rushing river, not to mention a cat, it is a fish, and it is not easy to swim from shore to shore, and it is also necessary to exhaust the sweat of a few hats, if the fish can sweat.

"Hehe, you should run, if you have the ability, run, I think you can run to the edge of the sky!"

It's over!

The black cat boy only felt the gust of wind on the back of his neck, and the woman in gray caught up, this time the little life was really going to be explained.

"Boy, look, what a wide river! Keep moving forward, don't look either way, and you'll melt into the river! ”

God, so familiar movie lines, so scary, can the island country's "Manhunt" be staged here?

"Didn't Zhaocang jump? Donta has jumped too, and now it's your turn, so please jump too! ”

How can such words be so familiar, but the black cat boy just doesn't know what to do, and he can't help it.

"Brush!"

Sure enough, the next plot was not a "bang" shot, but a "brush" sword, which was only a little bit short of piercing the back of the head.

"Now you have made up your mind! How? Are you scared? Why are your legs shaking......"

The voice behind him is more gloomy and colder!

For a while, the black cat boy's head turned into a paste basin, which was both real and illusory.

"Is this a dream or a dream?"

This time I'm really dumbfounded, there's no rut, there's no rut at all.

"Simply! Go to hell! A good cat again in a few years! ”

For a while, the black cat boy didn't know which one to choose.

Jumping into the river? I have to toss in the water for a while, it's too uncomfortable.

Knifed? The liver and brain are smeared, the appearance is too miserable, and it does not meet the character and requirements and standards of the handsome guy at all.

What's the point?

In the end, our handsome guy still inherited the earnest teachings of our ancestors: the body is skinned, and the parents who receive it dare not destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety.

Then, then, jump into the river!