Speaking of...

It's a bit annoying indeed.

Zhong Nian was lying on the sofa, his head resting on the fox, and there was indeed a little worry in his mind, if he really said what he was worried about, but there was no way to tell for a while.

Maybe he really gave up the guidelines he originally adhered to, or maybe he really understood what was the gap between people and monsters, and he really didn't have too much anger for the golden libie.

I saw that the fox's snow-white hair was gently brushed, but there was always a depressed thought in my mind, but I couldn't understand it myself, and I couldn't explain it.

Fox: I suspect that you found out that I couldn't speak, and you were bullying the fox here.

Zhong Nian pillowed the fox, his eyes were slightly dim, his eyelids gradually lowered downward, and he fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

It's rare not to dream of myself running in the jungle, struggling in the dirt, but going crazy and moving forward, even I can't understand what it is, but I am being mentioned back and forth in my sleep.

Tossed his fragile expression over and over again, but he didn't dream such an ordinary dream at this time.

But...

Zhong Sansan seems to have his own independent consciousness in his sleep, standing on an empty land.

The surrounding area was all dry and scorched earth, and when I stepped on it, it spread into the cracks with a little pleasure.

And he seems to be holding the weight, but he doesn't change anything.

It's just that the route I've walked has left a slight collapse, and it seems that the weight of only one bacterium is enough to make the land difficult to hold on.

It's hard to tell, it's like a dream, like a dream bubble, quietly spreading.

Zhong Nian moved forward without his control, so his expression was extremely relaxed, and he also had his own consciousness in his mind, but he didn't really have the power to control his direction.

I also know that I am sleeping now, but I can only experience the strength of floating.

"Ahh Help me! Help, I really didn't provoke you to help! ”

The miserable cry for help pierced the sky, and the throat was already broken, leaving only the sharp voice, but it was also about to cry out like crazy.

Zhong Sannian would still have time to react to his face, but it had already affected that direction.

The cat, which was as big as a hill, was running in embarrassment, and the fur on its body had long since lost any physical appearance, and it was messy, and its body was mixed with countless deep and solid scars, and the bones of the white flowers were exposed, with some traces of burning wounds.

It's long gone, and even the back has white bones exposed, and all the black charcoal-like objects around it are scraped.

The claws had long since been tattered, and had been almost broken, barely made of bone.

And the one on top was pitch black and rotten, with a slight burn mark.

Zhong Nian couldn't smell anything, just looked at the impact lightly, but felt a burning smell, rushing to his face, tightly pressing his nerves.

A big cat ran frantically, the big eyes were full of broken looks, it was clearly just a cat but it showed human-like emotions, and its mouth was also actively broken, but it kept shouting for help in that throat.

What a weird feeling!

Zhong Sannian looked at the silence and watched the hill-like cat running forward.

"What are you running? What is there to run, and where can you run? ”

Cheerful and bright, with a little youthful pride.

When Zhong Sannian heard this, his whole person stiffened, and he couldn't control himself at all, so he turned to the cat running there, and the shadow behind him.

Bright and brilliant, the golden light is like the light of the sun, bright, shining, silky and smooth refracted light, golden like pearls and gems.

The taste of light shone in front of him, and the god-like boy slowly spread his wings, and the shining light fell on the face of the person.

Bright and sublime, the golden canopy does not seem to be extravagant, but clear and cold, spontaneously, and the sense of distance instantly rises.

Golden Crow.

It's the golden crow that lives in the sun!

Zhong Sannian looked at the familiar face, waved his beautiful wings, and said in the usual playful tone in the past.

"What can you do, little fellow, if you're still running? After all, I still want to die at my hands, why don't you ask for a pleasure yourself, and delay it like this, and you can save your life? ”

Playful and bright, the handsome face is full of integral interest, and the fingers are lightly touched between the cheeks, and the nails have fallen a small pit on the face.

Zhong Sannian listened to him: "I can't do anything right, I have to ... Is it okay to toss you well? ”

The voice fell down the mountain-high cat, and it exploded in an instant, and kept saying the words of asking for medicine, and even the words could not be heard really, and the throat kept purring, but the survival instinct in the eyes was never hidden, and kept begging.

The golden kite didn't seem to hear that at all, and came slowly, and seemed to step on an invisible cloud under its feet in front of the cat.

The fingertips shone brightly, but with a slight twist of the finger a flame flashed.

Dazzling, the golden flame climbed up rapidly, and there was no red fire in sight, like burning gold, burning constantly, but it seemed to be the sun scorching, unusable, and the eyes were directly visible.

The golden kite raised her foot and stepped on the big nose of the pot, as if remembering something funny, and suddenly became happy.

"Haha! You tell me that you are going to run these thousands of miles, what is the good thing? Now I am suffering, but now I am turning around, and I have run to the place where I once lived, this can't be a road in the sky, if you don't go, my family has no way, do you come to vote? ”

Struggling quickly, it always revealed Sensen's white bones, and he also wanted to get a survival instinct.

You can quickly scratch through the dry ground on the ground, collapse in an instant, and get out of the boss's pit.

The golden clay looked over a little helplessly, "Oh, look at your thing, don't think, I actually dug myself into a pit, ordinary things can't do this for you." ”

Things, things, he only thinks of them as objects in his words.

The foot stepped on the nose clip and crushed, and the flame in the hand was gently flicked and swished in.

The bright wings on the back of the golden libin flicked backwards and quickly leaped a hundred meters away.

He could have been farther away, but he couldn't bear it, this wonderful sight.

Quickly rolling on the ground, the flame that entered the nose quickly ignited, through the nose to the mouth, and quickly transferred to the esophagus, and in the stomach back and forth, almost spreading to such a blood vessel, but did not really burn, the flame like the sun's rays, gently emitting heat.

The golden liboid clasped her hands in front of her, as if watching some kind of trick, watching the hill-like endless back and forth.

Is it that he applauded, and he had to comment casually.

"Tsk, you see how good the location I burned just now, and now you can just see that the fire inside is burning, constantly drilling, so that the general light flow can not be seen in any situation."

He seemed to be extremely satisfied with his actions, and pressed it lightly on his heart, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, if I can burn the flames out of such a hole without damaging the tissues in it, I'm afraid I'm the only one in the world."

Tumbling rapidly, constantly climbing on the ground, scratching back and forth with four paws, digging the dry land back and forth, collapsed a lot in an instant.

But he didn't have any intention of succeeding, but instead collapsed deeper downward, rolling back and forth, and painfully transforming, but he could only keep turning the ground downward, and the soil kept climbing outside.

The dirt that shook off from time to time covered the body with a layer, and it was instantly stained with the open wound there, but the flames were still so bright.

The golden cite fanned its wings behind its back and looked around it carefully, no matter how I thought it was funny.

"Haha, I told you a long time ago not to run, to be honest, I burned it, so as for suffering so many sins now, but it's thanks to you that you ran away, otherwise how could I have come up with such a good scene?"

His words were soft, only to see a slight flash to the side, a wind swept in, lifting the layers of dry ground and lifting the ground, and the hurricane instantly naturally lit up, stirring back and forth.

It was like a tornado, moving instantly.

But in the blink of an eye, the tornado instantly rolled up, and the sound of the wind blew quickly in the crater, and no shouting could be heard, only the shattering of the Caracalla, and it was not clear whether it was the ground or the bones.

The golden purple kite touched his chin and tilted his head slightly, pouting slightly, a cute and handsome young man, with an extremely beautiful appearance, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be stained with a little red.

The tornado swirled rapidly, and a little light reflected the red back and forth, and the red light and gold flashed back and forth.

The dark red sky gradually rolled up a little dark cloud, and it seemed to me not to be pitch black, but rich crimson, like wine red and as if it had dried up.

The golden kite stretched out its hand as if waiting for the raindrops.

The snow-white fingers seem to be carved out of the jade, and the bamboo is distinct and extremely slender, white, and there are a little fingertips in it, but the lines are not obvious.

One drop.

Two drops.

Red rain falls.

It hit between the fingers, and the lines spread in an instant, slowly spreading out.