readx;? It's realistic.,You can still say a few last words when you're killed.,But the poison in reality.,Hehe, that's not the poisonous attack in the game that makes people's bodies turn green and keep bleeding.,It's just a matter of letting you die without a message.。 Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I have to retract what I just said, Yu Chen, just now I suspected that you might not be the one to break the genetic refutation......

At the last moment, the little troll touched his chin and said meaningfully, I think this is a kind of protagonist halo plot that only appears in the plot of a novel, and then I should praise how different I am?

"You pay too much attention to the surface of things, it's like you use those poisonous gases as power, but you forget that the way to contact genetic restrictions is in you, Einstein is remembered because his brain domain has reached a limit, which is what I mean by close to opening the door, but it's still not enough. ”

Brush, I felt like I had been subjected to an electric shock, and I felt a little blinded when I stood still, as if the other party was denying me, and to be precise, putting me back in my normal position.

"Lao Tzu still knows the general meaning of those foreign words, but you still don't know the best, you are just a normal person Yu Chen, face the reality, if it is a natural person to think the same way as a normal person? You are too deliberately reckless, and you are too afraid of messing things up, so you should save it." ”

His words sparked dissatisfaction among those around him.

I gradually fell into a deep sleep, and I felt that Xiao Gao, Gu Fei, and even Xia Lei around me were more deliberately alienating the little trolls.

But this in itself is unreasonable, I don't believe that a bottle of potion can turn a person into a superpower, or a so-called existence beyond the limits of human beings, after all, some kind of theory is unscientific.

But is there really something wrong with what he said, although I still don't know the information left by Xia Ling, where did the mysterious little seventh sister learn Nepali and this theoretical term, and how many mysteries are connected, but I vaguely feel that my body is indeed gradually changing.

I saw the smiles, and many people had different smiles before they fell asleep, but it seems that the boiling heart of the Howler is hidden in it, little troll, I really don't know if you are the savior of our passengers, or the accomplice sent by the Howler?

Because I'm pretty sure the Weeper also realized that it could be proved in this way, and instead of having everyone guess who was acting in the shadows, it would be more intuitive to show the power of the potion in the open.

Woo......

I heard the horn, the train was in the air, towards the center of the lake, and I even saw a barren desert interspersed outside, what a strange picture, but I seemed to be lying in the middle, tied up by the railroad tracks that appeared inexplicably.

There seems to be no room for anything, as if the true portrayal of my heart is in my dreams and I shout, I pretend that I can still act in reality, like the delay of playing a game makes people helpless and even crazy.

No!! until I started screaming I woke up and got caught up in the same long-debated question.

If you wake up with a frightened cry in a dream, is it theoretically that you were awakened by the sound in the dream or by yourself?

"Ziz ......"

Of course, I should have been more concerned about my current situation, I was too concerned about the allure of the occult theory, and too much on the infinite possibilities of the potion itself, but while my body and mental power were indeed growing, I was already in danger.

"Yes, it's her!"

The coolness crossed my skin, and before I even could spread I saw a big red mark on the chubby girl's head.

There is no green potion to prolong my life, and there is no yellow shield icon to protect, in short, it is a dead end, the woman who dressed me in the clothes of a scientist is actually dead.

The scary thing is that I don't seem to have argued with her myself, or that there has been a debate between us and it seems like it has died down inexplicably.

What's even more terrifying is that after the woman disappeared, it seemed that I was the biggest beneficiary, and I couldn't refute the paleness.

"Fuck, I know it can't be used, there's no need to remind Lao Tzu once!"

Beep, of course, what makes me emotionally out of control more than the weird unfolding is the voice of the antidote app, the black hand mercilessly laughing at my stupidity, even though he has given us various identities the ability to play a seemingly fair game in an orderly manner under the rules, using his wits and patience to get a chance to survive.

But after all, it can't change our fate like marionettes, dancing in shackles and thinking that we are free is the greatest irony, and I really fell into the tangle of their speculation.

Of course, Xiuxiu is stupid, saying that she should not let me use the poison on her, but I even want to bet on the slight probability of her, at least there is still one or two percent.

After all, people who seem to be suspicious and seem to have insufficient motives and IQ to support the identity of the howler may indeed be a stuffy wolf, and I am still familiar with various routines after playing werewolf killing for so many years.

But here's the worst part.,If I really choose her.,Poisoning this female anchor at the same time proves that I'm completely disoriented.,Question I'd rather choose someone who may be poisoned but will definitely get support.,I hardly dare to make more fuss about the unclear situation.。

Drip.

Time itself is cruel, it doesn't go backwards and doesn't pass quickly, so it reminds me that the restraint on my arm is about to reach a critical point, in fact, I have a feeling of urgency to watch it explode in time, and at the same time want to make a choice one second before the explosion.

It felt like heroin in my body, and although I hadn't smoked it and I didn't know how addicts feel, there must be a reason why so many people are addicted.

What's more, there are many things in reality that have a sinking effect that is far better than drugs.

"She, or him, or her......"

The scary thing is that I even began to doubt the closest people around me, although Gu Fei is a bit far-fetched, I have already clicked on Xia Lei's avatar twice.

I believe that many suspicious people will feel this way, fantasizing about the betrayal of the most reliable and trustworthy person around them, of course, most of the time is just a symptom of paranoia, but I did really see Xia Lei's cold face in the train in a trance in a dream.

This is the most terrible thing, the things that are not embodied in the dream actually wake up and suddenly remember, but I can't tell whether this is the illusion of reality or the reality of dreams, or the illusion of reality?

Syllable.

I was under a lot of pressure, my anger was close to the breaking point, I frantically threw out my phone but regretted it for a moment, just like when I quarreled with Xia Lei many times in the past, I threw my phone like crazy, as if that was the only person in the world who could vent my oppression.

Peng.

But the consequences of impulsiveness are often huge, and what is done in this posture is 100% impulsive and unwise, so in fact, the same is true of the breakup between us, and the terrible thing is that I don't feel too much guilt.

Wrong!

I believe that although I am sometimes inexplicably cold-blooded, I am definitely not so scummy, and it is impossible to face the girl who I have hurt and separated for a long time and has feelings, I can even feel guilty about her in my impression, but when I think of Xia Lei on the plane, I am subconsciously depressed, not even because of the feelings themselves.

She is, she doesn't.

There was such a voice in my heart, crazy like schizophrenia, if I couldn't even organize my words now, I would be like an idiot going crazy on the spot.

But I felt that the voice seemed to be much more sensible, calm and calm than my own, and even two sentences were equally affirmative.

Who is she? And who is not?

The most beautiful imagination is that I misunderstood Xia Lei, of course she is herself, and there must be no problem.

But perhaps the most terrifying conjecture is that this woman is not the little wild cat I know, but a different person, a person who does not exist in reality......