Song Buning looked at the scene of hell on earth outside, and clutched the white guardrail outside the balcony of the room, his face pale.

Xiao An'an clung to her legs, her dark eyes reflected the fire in the sky outside, the frightened crowd, her pupils seemed to lose focus, and she was at a loss.

At this moment, the pendant on Song Buning's chest actually lit up, and the light through the clothes was very soft, but it was more attractive than the firelight outside.

Song Buning and the little boy were staring at the white beads in front of them.

Under the red firelight, it seemed to be a beauty awakened, and its body was smeared with a layer of crimson. The beads seemed to be slowly becoming transparent, and a thin black line loomed inside.

When he could clearly see the thin line, he found that it was rotating rapidly, and Song Buning faintly felt that there seemed to be an unknown energy around the bead that was also rotating around the bead, and then it was absorbed by the bead, or the black thread inside the bead.

The speed of the black line became faster and faster, and after a while, the bead also moved, broke away from the falling chain, and came to his heart.

Song Buning seemed to hear the sound of something breaking in his heart, and pulled his neckline slightly, and saw a diamond-shaped red transparent stone appearing on the snow-white skin of his heart, which was as magnificent as a blood-dripping agate, bright and bright as a glow.

I felt a sudden pain in my heart, and the red stone slowly pulled out a red thread and flew into the bead. Then it dimmed, hidden beneath that skin.

The beads suddenly seemed to be filled with chicken blood, as if they were shaking violently with excitement, and the light was even brighter!

You can clearly see two lines, one black and one red, intertwined and swirling inside, flying and flowing, like friends who have not seen each other for many years.

Ever since that red thread entered the bead, Song Buning felt that he had some kind of wonderful connection with the bead. And you can see that the energy in the air that was invisible before, is actually a black gas, and now there is a red gas, which is poured into the black and red lines inside the beads.

She also knew that the bead was actually a kind of soul vessel, called the Ten Thousand Spirit Bead, which could give birth to all the souls and insightful things in the world.

The black thread was actually made of resentment, but the red thread was made of her heart's blood!

Song Buning wondered in his heart, what the hell is this?

His eyes were a little distracted to look at the source of the black and red gases, some of which were floating from those meteorites, and more of them were overflowing from those who had just died.

With a chill in her heart, she intuitively felt that this was not a good thing, she concentrated and tried to control the beads, only to find that she could not control the beads at all except for knowing these information that she could not understand! And my spiritual consciousness can't be recovered!

was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, until the beads stopped and returned to the falling chain, Song Buning was already seriously mentally exhausted, his face was like gold paper, and he fell to the ground softly.

At this time, no more meteorites were falling from the sky, only the flames were seen far and near, and it was the al-Qaeda people who began to extinguish the fire, and tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Xiao An'an was stunned, he felt that his sister must have a light bulb hidden on her body, and the light emitted was so bright and beautiful.

I just don't know where the wires on my sister's body came from? Why did the lights suddenly stop coming on?

In the dim light, he couldn't see Song Buning's face as pale as snow. Seeing her sitting on the ground, he leaned on top of her and began to touch and mumble to himself.

"Huh? Where? Where did it go? Where are you hiding......"

Song Buning thought of what he had just seen, and a bizarre feeling that seemed to be a fantasy came to his face. Somehow, she suddenly remembered those predecessors who had crossed over, and vaguely felt that things were not so simple.

But he didn't have a clue at all, looking at the people who were grieving and wailing in this disaster, thinking of those unreasonable cannibalistic zombies that were beyond common sense, and all the unreasonable events that happened......

The absurd idea of whether this could be some kind of conspiracy popped up out of nowhere.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a pair of soft little hands touch his indescribable place......

Song Buning looked down and saw that An An's little boy was about to get in through the collar!

Stretched out his hand to pick him up, put him aside, and glared at the little "disciple".

"Why?"

"I'm looking for the wires and switches on my sister's body, but the lights are not on!" Xiao Anan bit his finger and glanced at Song Buning's chest, a little puzzled, "Why is it gone?" Where did you go......"

He began to make up again with his mouth.

Song Buning was stupid for a while when he heard what he said, although he felt quite stupid when he looked at this cheap brother, but he didn't expect to be so stupid!

Suddenly glancing at the bead pendant on his chest, it dawned on him, he couldn't laugh or cry, this little kid thought he had a light bulb on him!

Pick him up and pat the little pp and start coaxing him to sleep.

Song Buning couldn't sleep all night.

Looking at the woman in the mirror with thick dark circles and bloodshot eyes like a ghost, he covered his eyes. Thinking about patting with cold water, I turned on the faucet, only to find that the water had stopped.

So on this morning, Song Buning finally found the greatest use of his ability at the moment.

I don't know if it's a delusion, but she feels that after a night, her abilities seem to have become much stronger? Not only does the condensation feel lighter, but the volume of water is bigger.

After cooking porridge, Xiao Anan didn't sleep well last night, and he hasn't woken up yet, so he can't bear to call him. I went to the opposite side and called for breakfast during the day.

When she knew that the handsome guy was called by this name, she really felt that his parents' name was really special, and she couldn't help but sigh.

During the day, he was also very depressed when he heard it, his second sister was called Bai Yue, and the third brother was called Bai Nian, and I heard that his mother took it. said that he knew that it was a family by listening to it, and it looked very chic, and his father actually agreed with this strange statement! Later, he was glad that his mother used the word "day" instead of the word "day"!

Song Buning entered the door and saw the uncle sitting at the dining table with his waist slightly bent, and his sideburns were dyed frosty white overnight.

Guilt rose in my heart, if it weren't for her, my uncle might have gone to the countryside a long time ago. No matter what the situation is, the big stone in his heart can always be put down.

And now......

Song Buning felt uncomfortable, but she didn't know what to do, and she wasn't a comforting person.

Silently serve the porridge and gently put it in the uncle's hand.

The uncle took the porridge, saw the worry in Song Buning's eyes, pulled out a smile on his lips slightly, and deep wrinkles squeezed out of the corners of his forehead and eyes.

He was only thirty years old, where could there be so many wrinkles, but he was worried overnight, and he grew old.

"Thanks, I'm fine, don't worry too much. I'll want to go out and see how it's going later. ”

"Then take me with you." Song Buning felt that if she stayed at home any longer, she would be wasted.

"Where's An An?" Uncle is not at ease.

"Let's go together......" Song Buning hesitated a little, and now he didn't know if it was appropriate to take An An out.

"Where are you going?" I happened to come in during the day, and when I heard them say where they were going, I grabbed the porridge that Song Buning had just served and asked.

"Go out and see how it goes." Song Buning glanced at him, took another bowl and sat down to reply.

"Well, I'll go too." Blowing the porridge that was still a little hot, I asked to go with me during the day.

Of course, Uncle Song Buning and the two have no opinion.