Ermao: "Teacher, you don't have to ask anything, just talk about it, as long as it is Meimei's teacher, we can adapt to it." You must be better than the previous one, I'm the best at looking, and you have the best appearance for anything. Wang Dahua: "That's right, the last one was reckless, and I remembered that one was one play, and we can all understand what she said like that, so don't worry about Teacher Xianxian." I'm a person who loves to tell the truth, and you're better than her when you talk casually. ”

Fortunately, Yan Qingqing was sent away by the 'Great World', otherwise she would definitely vomit three liters of old blood.

Now she is far away in another time and space, looking at the world outside the window melancholy, listening to the vigorous knocking on the door outside, hehe sneered: "You are coming in, you are coming in......" Now her old man is completely broken, lying on the ground with her hands on her knees, blinking and wanting to cry a little, I want to cry for a while, hey...... After a long period of exhaustion and nervousness, crying and crying, I quickly fell asleep.

In the distance, the sand and dust on the ground were gently taking off, gliding for a while, and then falling, a sign that a storm was coming. It won't be long before it's full of dust.

Is it dawn? Or is it early in the morning? No, I remember there were glowing ores in the room, where is this? The clouds are so thick, is it going to rain? It's cold, it's damp, it's cold, why am I here? Feeling that the whole world was gray, so big haze, Yan Qingqing walked alone against the wall in a daze. The surroundings are very lonely, there is no one in the middle, and the streets, shops, and houses are not the slightest bit popular.

Dust and fallen leaves were piled up everywhere, Yan Qingqing turned an alley, the cars on the main street were full of dented marks, the windshield was shattered, the floor was covered with glass ballast, and all kinds of expensive cars were sprayed with messy paint, sticky green juice, yellow-yellow and white vomit, all kinds of expired and moldy tomato juice chili sauce, and the stench of dead fish.

"What is all this----- Who hates the rich so much? It's the most ruthless I've seen in years. Xiao Sheng admires!" But isn't this a bit backward?

Suddenly, a 'boom' sound came from the front, Yan Qingqing was startled, and cautiously moved over to investigate, and the loud noise was a collapsed shop roof, because a person was smashed from a high altitude. Now the man can't tell that he is a person, he is bruised and swollen, sloppy, unclothed, face down and deeply embedded in the stone pavement, drinking, how much strength does this have to be, how much hatred and resentment?

Then turn around the corner shop, in front of you is a straight avenue, before it should be the commercial street in this area, why say before? Because now this is like a place that has been ravaged by Ultraman and little monsters, the place where the stories in various disaster movies take place, full of devastation, stumps and broken arms, and corpses that are strewn all over the place, have Autobots and various unknown creatures ever had a fight here? Damn, it can't be that World War III has finally broken out, right?

Could it be that I'm dreaming? No way? I don't think I'm inclined to do that, do I? So how do you explain this...... Like this when you fall asleep? Why don't you pinch it? Yan Qingqing was thinking in a trance, when suddenly there was a miscellaneous shout of horror and anxiety, "Run--- run--- don't be stunned, run--- run--- run--- run--- run--- dodge!" ”

Yan Qingqing was stunned and looked at the group of people who rushed towards her and shouted loudly, and for some reason, she pointed to herself hesitantly and asked, "Are you talking to me?" Why do you call me 、、、 are you running......" Before the word '?' was asked, I felt the sound of breaking wind behind me, Yan Qingqing subconsciously dodged to the side, someone behind him? Ahem people, yes, I hit the dumpster and got stuck.

Only the legs are constantly fluttering, accompanied by the sound of 'ho-ho-ho' in the throat, which is particularly weird, and what is even more weird is that this familiar person is not exactly ...... Yan Qingqing turned his head and pointed to the abandoned roof in front of the shop behind him, where the original people 、、、 gone. All that was left was a small pit and yellow-brown brains, and their heads were embedded in the stones, and they were all dead like this...... Can you still ......

Look at the 'man' who kept plopping and gradually pulled out a pitch-black arm, and then look at the pile of dead bodies around him...... Mom, mom, the corpse was cheated, Yan Qingqing used all her strength to run back the way he came. It's a dream, it's a dream, it's a nightmare, it's a nightmare, Mom, I'm going to wake up quickly, wake up soon......

Yan Qingqing kept shaking her head from side to side and woke up on the bed, hissing and dizzy, --- dizzy, where is this? It's so stuffy, it's so hard to breathe, it feels like I'm buried alive, was it a nightmare just now? It's too painful, I hope the doctor will hurry up, I'm afraid I'm going to hang up, I don't know what happened to Wei Wei......

When Yan Qingqing was in pain and confused, his thinking was confused, and he was thinking about everything, another voice sounded in the room: "When the storm comes, everyone can only stay at home obediently, close the doors and windows, and once exposed to the wind and sand, they will be beaten into a sieve and buried alive, which is the common knowledge that everyone in the Shayu Continent has." Are you dying? "You don't want to marry me, and would rather kill yourself?

Yan Qingqing suddenly heard someone talking, and her heartbeat accelerated for a few seconds before she turned her head sideways with difficulty. In a trance, I saw a person sitting on the carpet in the center of the room, wearing a modern black trench coat, khaki pants, hands on the ground, and his head hanging down without expression.

Yan Qingqing didn't pay attention to what the young man said, and at this time she just passively recalled what happened before she fell asleep, the authoritarian and unreasonable lady, and the two strong old women. However, I kicked them out, and I kept the door ...... Yan Qingqing asked in surprise: "You, how did you get in, I obviously have ......" "You obviously have the door firmly up, you are deliberately looking for death!" The sound of the door slamming sounded, and the last sad sigh of the boy was left in the room.

Yan Qingqing gritted her teeth and widened her eyes, panting violently: "Ahem, cough...... You, bastard, are threatening me, you all ...... cough cough cough ...... Threaten me, why, why lock me up, it's so unreasonable. I—I'll go through the door, cough, cough, cough...... Tell you, you, I won't, compromise, if you have the ability to threaten me, really kill me, threaten me cough cough cough cough ......"

Outside the door, a section of the fog Nalu closed his eyes in pain, leaned against the wall lonely, listened to the heart-rending cough and shook his head at his mother: "Don't continue...... Don't ...... "Forget it, I'll never forget the tragic scene of rushing into the room, the pile of things behind the door, the pile of sand under the window, and her being buried."