At this time, Lin Yang did what a deaf and dumb blind man could not do, and planted his head from the canopy, and at that moment, his heart was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. There is only one belief in my head, we must remember Jiajia, Qin Lu, Han Bing, aunt, Yameier, Li Xinyue, Wang Zixin and others.

There is really an afterlife, I hope that I can meet you in the next life, if I don't want to become a heinous ghost, I also hope that I don't hurt these relatives and friends who are good to me.

There was only a buzzing cry in my ears, and I didn't know if it was the wind or the wails from hell. Anyway, he didn't want to hear it, at this time he just wanted to hear Jiajia's call, or curse, even if she scolded her incompetent bodyguard.

I'm really close, I do everything in a hurry, and I've never done a thing like a man, and I have a perfect ending.

The purpose of coming to the city is to find parents, and for the first time, I have to bring a donkey, and I am led by a donkey by the nose and don't say anything, I fall into the flowers, but I can't break a flower, life is really a failure!

met the kind-hearted old man Yang, who only took care of him for a few days when he was injured, taking care of a lonely old man, he really didn't want to reciprocate, why was his luck so good, and the beauty wealth that others had struggled for all their lives was easily obtained by himself in only a few days.

Everything that happened was because of one person, a "guardian" who dominated my life. When I hugged her for the first time by the lake, it was already destined that there would be a good future between us, how good is the story going on like this, why do you want to jump out of a reckless Qin Lu, let me wander between you.

Forget it! Everything will come to naught in the next moment or in a moment, and that may be the best outcome. The boat of my life sank before it left the dock where it set sail, and at the end of the short route, there may be many people who shed tears for me, but the only ones who are really sad may be my aunt and sister Han Bing.

Old man Yang, you gave me a huge amount of wealth for free, I don't believe there is no reason for this, you didn't have time to tell me clearly when you were alive, if we are really in a world, I must find you and ask for clarification. As a reward for taking care of you, I don't want it. If you were a relative who abandoned me in the first place, I think it was too little.

Not only do you owe me, but you owe more to your aunt. The mountain god representing Erlongling, please come back, hehe! I will accept it without gratitude.

There was no wind and no stars, only a faint blue light shot out of the distance to another dark place, like a very strong flashlight, which appeared out of thin air not far from the horizon. Lin Yang's feet were soft, and from time to time there would be a few wails around him, and this sound seemed to come from the cave underground, getting closer and closer, each more frightened than the other.

He walked forward with difficulty, and the road under his feet was neither like the bumpy mountain road he was familiar with, nor like the asphalt road in the city, it should be a swamp or a quagmire, and every step forward required great effort to lift his legs, and then sink deep into them.

He still misses Jiajia in his heart, he seems to have lost his memory, he only remembers that he is Jiajia's bodyguard, and when Jiajia is gone, he must find her back.

He was like an inconsequential bystander, and his presence would not add a little excitement to her stage.

He wanted to shout Jiajia's name loudly, but there seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the slightest sound, but fortunately, he could still breathe smoothly, and the air he exhaled in was not only humid, but also had a strong rancid smell.

He wanted to close his nose, but he didn't want to stop looking for it, because of the intense physical exertion and the oxygen supply from every cell in his body.

Oh God! …。 He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but his faith didn't help him much, and every time he raised his foot, he still had to exert all his strength.

The wails became stronger and stronger, urgent, as if Lin Yang was getting closer and closer to their base camp. Lin Yang sometimes lowered his body and searched around, eager to know what the terrifying wails were coming from.

Suddenly, a hot and humid wind blew on his face, and the slimy liquid in the wind splashed Lin Yang's face, as if someone was unceremoniously spitting in his face, and a stench from the toilet bowl couldn't wait to rush into his nose.

He quickly held his breath and pulled it on his face, sticking it to his hand, and no matter how hard he shook it, he couldn't shake it off.

He thought about rubbing the dirt on his hands on the ground, which he often did in the mountains, so that the sand on the ground would wrap around it and reduce the viscosity a little, and the ghost things would easily fall off his hands. Squatting down, one hand just touched the ground, and the ground was soft like a ball of dough, and instantly wrapped his hand in it easily.

Oh! No, are you kidding me, God!

He tried hard to pull his hand out of the dough, but there seemed to be a pair of strong hands hidden in it, pulling him down hard.

More and more people didn't go in, the whole wrist didn't go inside, and no matter how hard he worked, the elbow joint, he tried his best, and his feet and necks were also pulled.

With all the strength of his body, he was lying on the ground like a four-legged bench, and there seemed to be countless big hands pulling his clothes under his body, and even the things that could not be held by others were also grasped tightly.

I don't know how many hairs have fallen, the pain is meaningless at this time, he has never given up getting rid of them, and has been desperately tug-of-war with those invisible hands.

But the scales of fate were not on his side, and those fingers were inserted into his mouth, nose, ears, and even eyes.

He couldn't breathe in oxygen, his body slowly gave up resistance, and was tightly wrapped in the ground like dough, he seemed to be put into a sandbag of squeezing soy milk, the sandbag was relentlessly and slowly tightened, he could hear the crackling of his bones breaking, and the sound of the gas in his body being squeezed out.

Accompanied by those wails, these sounds are as magical as heaven. At this time, he only closed his eyes to make his brain's thoughts more flexible, plan, how to go to hell, I don't know if the Gaode map can be used, whether to send a red envelope to the imps of Hades to please the relationship, hehe! It's all free! My brother's guardian hasn't signed it yet!

Slowly, the darkness in front of me gradually dimmed, the restraints of the body slowly loosened, and the wailing in my ears became farther and farther away and finally disappeared. There was silence in his ears, his heartbeat gradually became powerful, his vision slowly became clean, a strong light illuminated his eyes, and a violent air rushed into his mouth, his nose was pinched tightly, his stomach was bulging, and he seemed to be a big balloon, being blown desperately one by one.

His stomach was about to burst and he couldn't stand it, he wanted to shout, his nose was pinched and he couldn't shout, he wanted to struggle, and he was ridden heavily.

He struggled to open his eyes, only to see something hairy lying on his face. He endured the pain and raised his right hand, grabbed the black hair, and lifted it up violently with all his strength.

A face full of tears and sweat appeared in front of him, and when he saw this familiar face, he forced his spirit to laugh.

"You killed pigs in your last life! It's time to up! ”

I don't have any strength in my hands anymore, I can't lift Jiajia's head anymore, Jiajia's falling lips just coincide with his lips, and a breeze blows, full of spring. Every cell in his body was beating with passion like chicken blood.