"Damn it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Luo Hanya barely took a few more steps, and the blood marks on his body were a little more, for some reason, every bone hand, as long as a trace of blood was taken away from him, would retract back into the tomb and never appear again. But what about that? Luo Hanya looked at the dense bone hands in front of him, and took a sip of saliva, although he was not convinced, but more of it was pale and helpless.

Everywhere you look is a grave, all the fields of vision are pale, the dim lights have flickered and turned into miserable white, the dark sky, the dark ground, it seems to have become a black and white ghost domain.

The crow was still staring at Luo Hanya, its gray paws opening and closing slightly, as if it was pulling at the soul, pulling at Luo Hanya's soul.

"Damn. I found the lamp first, but I haven't yet entered the tide of death, and I am constantly being robbed of life by this group of rotten bones that have withered for an unknown number of years, which is really ironic. Luo Hanya lightly touched the blood marks on his body a few times, hot, slightly stinging, not spilling blood, the flesh and blood that were touched seemed to be dead, although it still maintained its original color, but it had long lost its original brilliance of the living.

"Hey! Stinky Raven! Haven't you caught enough? Luo Hanya's forehead was bruised, his face was twisted and hideous, the pain was suppressed by strong anger, he grabbed a piece of earth and stone on the ground, and threw it at the crow as if venting.

The crow did not move, but rested quietly on the branch, watching the earth and rocks fall around it, and its gray eyes were only indifferent.

"Yikes!" The crow suddenly opened its mouth and screamed, and Luo Hanya felt as if his head had been smashed by a sledgehammer, and some hot, wet liquid flowed out from all corners. Luo Hanya wiped the liquid on his face, and actually wiped out a big flower face, he patted his head, which was still a little dizzy, and smiled like a demon.

"Hehe, I can't even touch a stinky bird, the tide of death is really interesting." Luo Hanya turned his head to look behind him, there were still overlapping mounds, and he smiled weirdly, as if he had seen something interesting.

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"Hey, he seems to get it." The voice of banter came from behind the man in white,

"What if you understand?" The man in white raised his eyebrows and smiled silently.

"Aren't you afraid that he will break the game?"

"Why be afraid? There are no outsiders here. ”

"You guy, as always sensible."

"Each other, each other."

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"Come on, isn't it a tide of death?" Luo Hanya took another step forward, and was taken away with a little blood by several bone hands, and the breath of death on his body became more and more intense......

One-step, two-step, five-step, ten-step...... The blood stains on Luo Hanya's body were almost connected, revealing a dense network of capillaries under the skin, and the weird and terrifying appearance was as if he was being skinned. While the pain in his body continued to increase, the tearing of his soul became more and more gentle, and the crow even stopped for a moment with some hesitation, looking at Luo Hanya in confusion, as if he did not understand the changes in his body.

"What the hell is a flat-haired beast, how can you fight me?" Luo Hanya grinned, sizzling and gasping for air, and his face, which had been painted with bright red pictures, barely spelled out a rather weird-looking smile. Although it was extremely miserable, his whole body was as hot as charcoal fire, and his whole body trembled several times when he took a step, Luo Hanya still panted heavily, dragging his tattered body towards the giant tomb.

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"Looks like you miscalculated." The voice gasped heavily, obviously taken aback by Luo Hanya's crazy move.

"It's not a miscalculation, it's expected, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." The man in white flashed his eyes, pursed his lips, and sighed: "The tide of death, as the name suggests, is the frenzy of death, naturally only the group of dead and rotten bones, or a half-dead guy like him now, can fit into it." Life is worse than death is often more terrible than death, and it has only been a long time before this guy is much stronger than the group of broken bones who think they are very powerful. I can't think of it, I can't think of it. ”

"Hehe, don't you know what those broken bones are?" A middle-aged uncle with a vicissitudes of life but a lewd smile walked out from behind the man in white,

"Heather, you're strange, you never talk like that." The man in white frowned slightly, as if he was very surprised by the change in this middle-aged uncle.

"That's true, maybe it's time to see it, and the past should also dissipate." Ou heather is very free and easy, and he doesn't care about the past.

"If only that guy was as carefree as you are." The man in white sighed, and stopped talking.

"He has his ideas, so let him do it, what does it have to do with us?"

"That's your attitude?"

"If he can't handle this, is it still him?"

"It's worthy of being the former boss, it's really thorough."

"Haha, of course!"

"Yo, that's amazing, my brother."

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The atmosphere here is relaxed and happy, like watching a big play, eating melons and fruits, chatting, and tasting the excellent places to the wonderful places. And Luo Hanya's side has fallen into a new crisis.

At this time, Luo Hanya fell to the ground, completely inhuman, like a demon crawling out of hell, moving inch by inch, moving towards his hope of running to the world, every inch moved, every strand of flesh and blood was protesting, pulling and tearing each other, and the dense blood marks were also difficult at this time, and the stinging pain was unbearable after the bone, which made people can't help but scratch, and every time they scratch it, it is a piece of peeled flesh and blood......

The lamp was so close to him, it seemed to be only a little more than ten meters, and he opened his blurred eyes and saw it from countless reflections. At the same time, he also saw a strange white light. But his physical condition seems to be unable to even climb the more than ten meters of the road. He knew very well, or rather very calmly, that he knew that it would be more difficult for him to climb five meters, but so what? He still had to live, and he would never die so easily.

The song of the dead rang out again, and they bewitched the soul lying on the edge of the abyss, and dragged him into the abyss.

"Death is the simplest and most comfortable destination,

We don't want to,

Reluctance to be its doll. ”

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"Hey, what do you rotten bones know? A bunch of cowards. Luo Hanya wanted to laugh loudly at these stupid undead, but his throat seemed to choke on something, warm and fresh, so that he couldn't spit out a single word. Despite his dying, he was reluctant to die easily. Perhaps, this thought is completely crazy, but even in the iron clutches of death, he still has to resist it, refuse to die, and refuse to submit to this simplest and most comfortable destination.

Luo Hanya struggled to move, and the blood woke up again at some point, embellishing the dark sand and stone all the way with vivid colors.

Shift, move on this short and long road, this bloodstained road.