Chapter 43: The Falling Wooden Knife (2/2)
It's spring in the city, and you can see the falling cherry blossoms everywhere. On the street, people come and go, and they are also dressed coolly, and it looks like a beautiful picture of tourists.
If, these people are still alive.
Liu Mengchao walked in the middle of the road with a big grin. Occasionally raised his hand, used the Hidden Blade under his wrist, lightly picked up the zombie's Heavenly Spirit Cover, watched the splashed blood splash, flashed in front of his eyes, and then fell to the ground weakly.
It's like a cherry blossom in front of you.
"Why do you want me to be with you?" As he walked, Poison Island turned his head, looked at Liu Mengchao and asked, "I originally thought that you would go with Qi Xiaoxiao and the two of you to find the backyard of Gaocheng Mansion." â
"Because Qi Xiaoxiao and I are not familiar with the Bed Master City," Liu Mengchao said, paying attention to the forms around him, "Wouldn't it be terrible if the two of us got lost in the Bed Master City?" â
Liu Mengchao laughed as he spoke.
Poison Island found that when there were no Chinese around Liu Mengchao, Liu Mengchao was always easy to laugh and have fun. It's like a person who has completely broken free from the shackles, and when he laughs, he is very relaxed and hearty.
"What are you laughing at?"
Poison Island Tsuneko suddenly asked curiously.
"Laughing at what?"
Liu Mengchao took an arrow step, jumped up the wall, looked at the zombies slowly surging up on both sides, shook his head, and did not speak. I saw his feet, like cats, walking easily on the wall with only one foot and a big smile.
The reason why he let Poison Island Tsuinko be with him is that Liu Mengchao has his own considerations.
Liu Mengchao lowered his head and glanced at the system panel in front of him.
Prize pool: 350,000.
The amount of this prize pool is far from what you require. Far away is simply ashamed of himself. Sure enough, although he has always looked down on the so-called wise men, he still has some deficiencies in the specific layout.
What I am best at is to provoke people's emotions face-to-face, and then guide them according to what happened in an instant. This kind of guidance carries too much uncertainty.
In other words, a wise man can think for a long time and then come up with a perfect plan to achieve the highest success rate. And yourself, responsible for turning the smallest success rate into the maximum.
Although the things he did were different, if he was a little biased, in the face of the war of the main god in the back, Liu Mengchao did not think that he was 100% sure that he could win. As long as there is a deviation once, then Joanna will definitely be in danger as the person she cares about.
There is also Qi Xiaoxiao.
Liu Mengchao stood still, and looked in the direction he came from under the puzzled gaze of Poison Island Tsuneko.
"You're going to live forever, Qi Xiaoxiao."
Liu Mengchao's words to himself were heard in the ears of Poison Island Tsuneko, but it made the girl smile a little.
"You're a good man." Poison Island Tsuneko looked at Liu Mengchao in front of him and said with a smile, "Liu Mengchao." â
Liu Mengchao didn't hear Poison Island Tsuneko's words, but he also stopped.
"The shrine that Komuro said is at the back of this park."
Liu Mengchao pointed to the park opposite, looked at Poison Island and said.
"Hmm." Poison Island Tsuneko nodded, "I really didn't expect that just one day has passed, and this park has actually become like this." â
"yes."
Liu Mengchao nodded and agreed.
A park is more appropriately called a cemetery than a park. There were zombies coming and going, one next to the other, and sometimes, suddenly bursting out from the shadow of the trees, one after the other, like a ghost street. âŚ,
"It's like hell here."
Poison Island Tsuneko muttered to herself, looked at Liu Mengchao in front of her and asked, "What should we do now?" â
"Kill it!"
Not many words, but very hard.
Liu Mengchao jumped down in a few steps, his white windbreaker made a hunting sound in the air, and followed by Poison Island Tsuiko also arrived behind Liu Mengchao.
"So, shall I open the way?"
Poison Island Tsunako waved the wooden knife in his hand, turned his head and said with a smile at Liu Mengchao.
"I'm sorry, I don't like the phrase ladies first, especially on the battlefield," Liu Mengchao retorted with a smile, raised his left and right hands at the same time, and the two hidden swords bounced out from under Liu Mengchao's wrists, "I prefer another sentence, war, let women go away." â
After speaking, Liu Mengchao didn't wait for Poison Island Tsuneko's reaction, and rushed forward.
The hidden blade under the wrist is like a willow branch fluttering in the spring breeze at this time, indescribably graceful, like the flying sky in the Dunhuang murals, wantonly waving its long ribbons.
Every time Liu Mengchao brushed the zombie's neck, there would inevitably be a brilliant blood, sprayed out. One by one, one by one, every time Liu Mengchao's footsteps took a step forward, a rainbow would rise behind him.
A rainbow with only red.
It's beautiful, but it's murderous.
"Huh!" Poison Island Tsuneko waved the wooden knife in his hand violently and laughed in a low voice, "I will never lose to you, Liu Mengchao." â
Long knives!
Swing up!
Poison Island Tsuneko's figure resembles a butterfly, fluttering among the zombie-filled flowers, and the long hair on the back of her head, like her will, flutters wantonly, and then laughs wantonly.
"Smack!"
There was a soft sound, and a blood-colored word opened on the back of Poison Island's head.
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! â
There were three soft sounds in a row, as if echoing the blood-colored rainbow in front of him, and the wooden knife of the poisonous island was also about to have life, and it bloomed wantonly behind.
"More! More! â
Poison Island only felt that in her body, a certain sleeping beast, began to rub her teeth, chirped lowly, and roared suppressedly.
"More than that!"
Poison Island's eyes brightened even more. The gradually sinking sunset, at this moment by her side, has become an ordinary foil.
Accompanied by the awakening of a majestic Valkyrie.
The knife is like the wind.
Poison Island Tsuneko's figure gradually increased in speed. On the delicate facial features of Poison Island Tsuneko, a smile full of happiness sped past Liu Mengchao's side.
And behind her, the crooked zombies have paved the road of the park.
Some of these zombies were hit with their heads cut off and fell to the ground limply. This is the masterpiece of Tsunako Poison Island. Some can't see the wound, only the wound on the neck, silently telling people that this is Liu Mengchao's artwork.
The steps are right in front of Poison Island's eyes.
At this moment, the poison island facing the sunset is so beautiful. The sun shone on her purple hair, which gave off a faint gold.
It's beautiful, it's really beautiful.
Even Liu Mengchao couldn't help but stop.
Sometimes, cruelty mixed with beautiful scenery does have a kind of magic that shocks people's souls, just like the scene in front of Liu Mengchao's eyes.
Standing, facing the wind, the sun spills down from your shoulders and falls on the wooden knife.
The long purple hair, fluttering slightly in the wind, is like a delicate poem, and it is a person who is being trouvented, recited in a low voice.
"That's not right!"
Liu Mengchao suddenly screamed.
Poison Island Tsuneko's body suddenly trembled, and almost in an instant, the girl who was originally standing turned into a poor person shivering in the cold wind.
"Dangchang!"
A soft sound, but like a death knell, sounded in front of Liu Mengchao.
The wooden knife in the hand of Poison Island Tsuiko slipped to the ground.
In front of her, there were some children, laughing.
In a zombie way, laughing. For example, gnawing on the corpses of his parents.
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Then, Sunday erupted...... âŽ(âŻ_â°)â
Although the manuscript is gone......
But I'll stay up late to write! I don't sneeze much anymore, I cough (âŻ_â°) instead
Thanks to the kings for the great disaster, the broken wooden door, the dustless Guyu, and the great reward of Xuanyuan murderer