"Isn't it damned? You say! ”

The burnt face kept approaching in front of the heavy nine catties, and he became more and more impatient and impatient to ask again and again, and the infinite loop.

What's the matter with this person, even if he doesn't scream in fright at this time, won't he answer the question?

Isn't the face scary enough, or is the question he asks too profound?

"No ......"

The nine-pound lips opened slightly and were about to speak, but the burnt face in front of him suddenly closed up.

"Huh?" Weighing nine pounds, she was sure that she was not dazzled, and she saw a flash of fear on the unrecognizable face in front of her, the already distorted facial muscles trembled and twisted into a ball, and the body turned obviously, how did she look like she was frightened and wanted to run.

No, isn't he the arson boss, what does this expression mean, grimacing?

A reddish-brown figure jumped out of the roof of the shack behind him, which weighed nine catties, and jumped up.

A soft foot pad landed on the top of the heavy nine-pound head and moved forward, and the nine-pound only felt that his head was clicked, and then he saw a half-black and not red burnt big furry tail flying through the air like a burning flame, and flew straight to the unrecognizable grimace.

"Ahh

Screams!

The burnt face that wanted to retreat was still a step slower, and the front face was wrapped in all directions without gaps, and the four claws were scratched together.

A burnt mottled red-haired ..... The stuffed four-legged beast has a round face and a short snout, and the white hair on its cheeks and eyes is a mess, and its flesh is blurred and its fur is mottled, and it is really impossible to tell whether it is a cat or a dog.

The scorched hairy ball picked out the weak points that the other party cared about and attacked, hitting people and hitting people in the face, sharp claws and teeth focused on the burned face, and the round body looked like a hairy face-hugging insect at first glance.

The burnt face screamed after being attacked, and its body shrank back, and this shrinkage shrank directly to one meter two.

No matter how the burnt face is grabbed and burned, the face-hugging hair ball just doesn't let go, and the tail that is the same length as the body is also entangled, like an inextinguishable flame, burning the burnt dead face over and over again.

Weighing nine pounds and seeing that the two dead spirits were pinched, she couldn't intervene for a while, and decisively took a step back to watch, in her speculation, the person who kept repeating the same question was the arsonist, but how could he be the one who was burned?

Weighing nine pounds, staring at the back of the furry animal, looking at it inexplicably, she felt a little familiar, and she couldn't remember where she had seen it, and it was actually difficult to identify the breed when she was burned into that ghost, but she had a wonderful sense of familiarity.

A circle of flames ignited on the surface of the hugged burnt face, and just when he thought that he was going to magnify his moves and fight with Mao Tuanzi, he turned around and ran without hesitation, crying while running, but no matter how he resisted, he couldn't catch the hair on his face.

Seeing a charred child with a charred hair ball on his face, hugging face-to-face and running hard under the dusky sky.

Heavy Jiujin felt that it would be better for her to keep their distance for a while and let them hurt each other for a while, and then she would deal with it.

This face-hugging hair dumpling is so powerful!

Running and running with a burnt face to show his original body, it was a little boy with a pale face.

He turned and ran in the direction of the nine pounds, and timidly stretched out his hand in her direction and called for help in the soft and glutinous voice of the little boy.

"Sister, save me......"

"Help Me ......"

"It hurts......"

"Save my sister..... Sister ......"

The burnt face was constantly changing in the flames, one moment it was a boy with a pale face and a painful expression, and the other was a burnt face with a blurred and distorted face, and the two faces overlapped in the flames.

"Help Me ......"

weighed nine pounds, and then I saw that this was the nine-year-old boy mentioned in the newspaper who caused the fire in the garbage dump in the northern suburbs.

I also know that it must be very painful to be burned alive, but strictly speaking, if that child is really a nine-year-old boy from the garbage dump fire in the northern suburbs twelve years ago, shouldn't he be even more powerful after so many years of being a resentful spirit?

What's going on with that face-hugging ball?

Or is this all a dungeon trap?

Heavy Jiujin glanced at the palm of her right hand, the black dot was going upstream, and she was running out of time.

Seeing the boy who was in pain and begging for help because he was set on fire by Mao Danzi, he ran and got closer and closer to her.

Weighing nine pounds and clenching his hands nervously, there is no way, I have to try anyway

Open the personal terminal, click on the requiem playlist, touch your ears to adjust the volume of the headphones to the maximum, click play, the stereo surround sound is turned on, and the boy's sad and pitiful cry for help is replaced by a pleasant song in the ear.

"Ahem" cleared his throat and took a deep breath, "...... I'll send you away, thousands of miles away...... You are silent - black and white ......"

She whispered along with the headphones, "...... I'll send you away, beyond the end of the world, are you still ......?"

The moment the first derailed note popped out after the nine-pound opening, the boy's running figure suddenly stiffened and stumbled under his feet.

"I'll send you away......" hummed quietly, weighing nine pounds, thinking that there was no living person watching anyway, the opportunity was rare, it was better to let go of her voice and sing, there were many people in the hospital, she was afraid of accidentally injuring patients and medical staff, so she didn't find a chance to practice, this time it happened to practice the two-in-one.

Every shouted song is like killing a pig, poignant and inexplicably pathetic, and there is not a single note in the key that can still be fully engaged in the ups and downs of singing.

The burnt hairs of the face-hugging hair balls stood upside down one by one, and they were stunned and stiffened for a moment and couldn't move.

It's incredible.

The bear child looked at the singing weight of nine catties with teary eyes, and the pace of running could not continue.

"Ahh

"I'll send you away ......"

Successfully retract the stranded Necromancer, and gain +1 Psionic Points

......

Successfully attract the stranded spirit, and gain +3 psionic points

......

+1 Psionic Power

+1 Psionic Power

+1 Psionic Power

......

Prompts keep popping up.

A little bit of energy kept pouring into the body of the heavy nine catties.

Weighing nine pounds, he didn't expect that the lethality of his singing requiem could reach such a level, and his mood was a little complicated for a while.

In any case, she was deeply relieved that the soul-shaking effect was so good.

Then sing harder.

The bear child covered his ears with both hands, but unfortunately there was no fart, and the soul-calming notes were pervasive, "Don't... Other.... Singing ......"

"Don't ...... Stop singing! ”

The face-hugging cat let go of him, and his body slid down, his hair curled up little by little, hugging himself, only hating himself for why he was not a deaf cat.

Weighing nine pounds and singing a song, she walked towards the boy step by step, the faster the prompt information was refreshed, the more energetic she sang, this is all fate.

Sing it, sing it, why do you have to get so close? The bear child was frightened when he saw the people shouting the song approaching step by step, tears in his eyes, at this time he didn't ask for help, just asked for how far he could roll away from nine catties, at this time where did he still have a little bit of fire to burn the neighborhood, burn the sky and destroy the earth, and the perverted and ruthless little overlord who played with fire in the northern suburbs.

Sitting on the ground with his hands on his knees and looking up, he said with a crying voice, "I was wrong, sister, stop singing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......."

It's not that she doesn't have sympathy, but the requiem must be sung in its entirety when it starts singing, and it's also helpless to weigh nine pounds

She squatted down, "I'll send you away...... Life and death are hard to guess......"

When a song was about to end and weighed nine pounds, the moment he stopped, his right hand finally touched the bear child's face distorted by fear and pain, and patted it lightly twice...... With a lifetime, to wait!! ”