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With his hands completely spread out, waving up and down in the air in an irregular manner, Motosui struggled to maintain his balance on a floating cabinet, like a clown walking a tightrope, stepping on the dark sea with one foot deep and one shallow. 35xs

There must have been a bookcase-like thing underneath. She judged anxiously. However, the lump has now been completely crushed into a layered structure like a mille-feuille, and the texture seems to be quite crispy when stepped on......

What do you think. Yuan Sui slapped the muddled head, and continued to pull his neck to look around.

There was almost nothing in the four directions. If it weren't for the faint contours of the coast, Yuan Sui would have been completely unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest.

To be more precise, in addition to the top floors of the Piercing, there are still a few areas that can float and sink on the water, and all the parts that have been seriously flooded have completely disappeared into the sea. Yuan Sui freed one hand and barely pressed the hair that was scattered in the wind, and bent down to fish it in the cold water.

“…… What the hell am I doing? "It's like a child playing in the water. She muttered to herself in the rain.

The unextinguished flames float above the sea, like a picture that even a surrealist painter would marvel at. Apart from her violent gasping alone, there was no sign of any other living creature as far as the eye could see. In the midst of the extreme sleepiness of 35xs, Yuan Sui suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality.

Maybe everything that happened tonight was just a dream?

fell to the ground and straightened up, Yuan Sui rubbed a handful of bruises on his back, and as a result, he shivered in pain and almost fell directly into the water.

The struggling metal monster lying on the shore finally sank completely. Right in front of her eyes.

I vaguely guessed that such a devastating attack could only be a good thing for Ling Shucheng to do. Yuan Sui was like a child rummaging through a huge cardboard box for toys, dazedly and slightly impatiently rummaging through the debris under his feet.

"Really...... It seems that it is too condescending to ask you to ask for rain after retiring, so you should consider helping to demolish the house in the future. You are more effective than any bomb. With this ability, it is not a matter of minutes to send a person in a city to report directly to God. He sat down, holding his face with his dirty hands, "But how else can I find this?" Do you want to dive? I don't know if you still have a life waiting for me to find you. ”

No one was able to answer her question.

There was a little splash on the toes, and Yuan Sui suddenly got up a little idle. She collapsed on the swaying counter with her eyes closed, feeling as if she had become an infant baby who was unaware of the world again.

More precisely, it should be "powerless". Flash Dance.

The regular sound of rain has an inexplicable hypnotic effect. The burned Yuan Sui vaguely had the illusion that his soul was slowly floating.

That's it, I'm tired. She thought.

He was about to fall into a complete coma-like slumber, and Yuan Sui suddenly felt as if something special had fallen on his face.

In this wilderness, it can't be guano. A wave of nausea welled up in her chest, and she immediately rolled over and sat up.

There was a big white bird flying leisurely overhead. Yuan Sui clenched a beautiful tail feather in surprise, and seriously thought about how this little creature that broke the silence could so coincidentally shed its hair on the top of her head, successfully dispelling all her sleepiness.

And she can't even blame a bird for not having a sense of morality, because uncontrollable shedding doesn't fall within the scope of littering or throwing objects from high altitudes. Thinking about it from her own perspective, if she was a bird herself, she might feel sorry for it.

Amused by his own boundless absurd thoughts, Yuan Sui hammered his sore waist, and did a stretching exercise on the spot, turning lightly into the water.

Sure enough, I'm still unwilling.

The place where a big ship can run aground is always where the water is still shallow, right?

Pulling around his fingers vaguely buckled to something similar to a doorknob, Yuan Sui spit out a long string of bubbles in the water, and his feet against the wall soaked in the water, pulling hard.

Hopefully, every isolation door in the ship will have such good quality. She thought to herself, gritting her teeth.

In case of any eventuality, if Ling Shucheng hadn't died yet, he might be able to rely on that loss of air to hold on for a while.

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Barely holding up a space above his head that would allow him to straighten his upper body, Kong Zhongsi let out a monstrous roar in his throat.

He felt like an ant that had been stepped on, and there was not a single place in his body that was not painful. The broken bones were completely piercing the edge of the internal organs, and Kong Zhongsi wiped a handful of blood in front of him with the back of his trembling right hand, and vaguely saw the mess around him.

It was as if the hand of God had flattened from three dimensions to two dimensions, and the space of several floors was compressed into a single surface. Kong Zhongsi couldn't imagine what had become of those companions who had just left the center of compression.

Li Ran's last warning still played a small role. Kong Zhongsi was originally experiencing some kind of distorted joy because of Ling Shucheng's kneeling action in the hallucination, thinking that this miracle son had finally felt a sense of collapse, but Li Ran, who was originally hiding far away, immediately turned around and took a few steps upstairs after yelling "Escape", and his vigorous skills almost made Kong Zhongsi feel that his image of a weak scholar on weekdays was pretended.

Of course, it can't be true. Kong Zhongsi crouched on the ground and tentatively climbed forward.

After all, Li Ran is a guy who can escape from the cannibalistic laboratory completely, and can even run around to recruit troops.

Blood spilled into his eyes again. Kong Zhongsi could only blink vigorously, hoping to get this mass of things that affected his vision out of his sockets.

He tentatively twisted gravity again, slowly lifting the ceiling that was pressing down on him.

Very good. Kong Zhongsi tugged at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the initiator of all this is not dead yet. He can still hold on to the other party's ability for a little longer.

The doubling pain brought by the accelerated self-healing almost made him feel out of his breath. Kong Zhongsi felt that his throat was full of sticky blood.

I really didn't expect someone to be able to use such a rare talent as "manipulating gravity" to such an extent.

Kong Zhongsi finally figured out why that person suddenly knelt down. Probably only in this way can Ling Shucheng be in the center of the distortion of the gravity field, with the help of his otherworldly recovery ability, and not be directly crushed off his spine at the first time.

With such a life-giving operation method, a person like him who can only refer to Ling Shucheng's past "humanitarian" achievements will probably never be able to imitate it.