"It's useless to cut off my head, the cold fire is still in my head, and that crazy woman will sew it up for me again. Wan Qili said, he said a most absurd, but true story.

The second child couldn't stand it anymore, except that his will to survive was still looming on his pale face, and his life had already passed with the blood on his feet.

The second child is still dead. Gu Xiaowen glanced at him, Wan Qili crawled over, gnawed at his feet fiercely, and made a strange sound that didn't know whether to cry or laugh, hate or anger. Wan Qili turned his face, the blood-stained little head was like a doll's head, staring at Gu Wanwen and said: "That old woman sewed my head upside down and he also died, you are going to die too, you are all dead, it doesn't hurt anymore, I am left, and I am still burned here by the cold fire day and night."

"Come here, I'll help you. Gu Xiaowen said softly, pulled out the boning knife in his abdomen, and suddenly blood gushed out, "Come here, I won't lie to you, Wan Qili, you won't come again, you see, I'm going to die, I'm dead, no one will kill you anymore, believe me, I won't lie to you." Gu Xiaowen is like coaxing a child.

Gu Xiaowen felt that his body was getting colder and colder. Gu Xiaowen felt as if when she was four years old, she healed her rag doll and took her to disembowel the rag doll.

Her current rag doll crawled over, and a cloudy tear rolled out of Wan Qili's eyes, and he didn't know that he would have tears after he became a living corpse. He knew that Gu Wanwen couldn't kill him, because Gu Wanwen was already very weak, but in his hundred years of loneliness, the only time he heard such a gentle and beautiful voice, the resentment generated by a hundred years of pain in his originally vicious heart would also be melted away by this beautiful voice in a moment.

Gu Xiaowen cut open the belly of the rag doll, which was sewn by the third aunt for her, and also sewed a Taishan cloth tiger. Cloth Tiger was lost somehow, Gu Xiaowen was four years old at the time, and she felt that the best way to take out the dark arrow in the belly of the rag doll that was shot by the enemy was to cut open the belly of the rag doll. Four years old, I don't know the cruel age.

Gu Qiaowen dissected the stomach of Wan Qili, a living corpse who had not become a living corpse, she was looking for Nai Dan inside, Wan Lili didn't know that there was such a thing, although he or others had cut open his stomach, but he didn't know that Nei Dan was in the bone marrow.

Gu Xiaowen was bleeding, rummaging through the dry abdomen, looking for a bone with a different color from other bones. The cellar was littered with corpses and blood. There was more and more blood in Gu Qiaowen's eyes, and her hand stopped.

Her head hung down.

She saw her sister coming, and she said, "You killed the rag doll, and the rag doll will come to you at night to take revenge."

My sister staggered over, she was looking like a rag doll for revenge. Four-year-old Gu Xiaowen felt that she was learning very similarly, and her sister suddenly said loudly, Look, the rag doll is bleeding.

Four-year-old Gu Xiaowen woke up from a nightmare.

Now Gu Xiaowen suddenly opened his eyes again, by the way, that day, it was the first two days of the destruction of Yuelou City, and he heard a pharmacist in the dungeon saying why the one of the inner pills they raised was at the root of the teeth of the living corpse, and the other pharmacist said that maybe it was because the teeth were the end of the bones. Gu Xiaowen didn't want to hear this, so he turned around and left.

Gu Xiaowen in the cellar opened the mouth of the rag doll now, and Wan Qi only had two teeth from his mouth. Gu Xiaowen didn't know how much time she had left, it depended on how much strength she still had. She pried off a tooth with scissors, and stabbed them at the root of the tooth, and he saw a white bead of light flow out dimly. Gu Xiaowen held the light bead in his hand, it was cold and piercing, and he instantly felt that his whole body was integrated with the light bead, he was as transparent and clean as a white bead, and all the corpse stench was dispelled. Gu Xiaowen's wounds were also cold in the cold, and those pains seemed to be frozen under some distant snowfield. Gu Xiaowen didn't think about it, and stuffed the light bead into his body from the wound.

Wan Qili is not dead yet, he said, it doesn't hurt so much.

Gu Xiaowen thought, what about the other tooth? Gu Xiaowen gently removed the other tooth, as if the tooth was just drawn on his dry mouth, a bead that was darker than the night, so black that it could emit bright light, was softly attached to Gu Wanwen's hand, and slowly penetrated from Gu Xiaowen's skin. Yes, it's looking for that white bead, Gu Xiaowen thought.

Night and day. The underworld and the white. Forever confused in this quack.

The dark history of drug production, the dark rivers and lakes, from Sanniang laughing to today, three hundred years, and finally gave birth to such two black and white pill beads. Born from the most vicious and ugly of people.

These two Danzhu are like the epitome of rivers and lakes. In his own body, what will happen later? Gu Xiaowen didn't have time to think about it.

Wan Qili's body quickly decayed, and the last smile appeared on his rotting face, like a flower blooming on a rotting corpse, death may be more beautiful than immortality. Gu Xiaowen thought. In order to find Yan Ping, I would rather live forever like Wan Qili, what will happen later? Gu Xiaowen didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it.

She didn't know if she had opened a gate of hell or bliss, just as she didn't know whether the darkest darkness spawned light or darker darkness.

Gu Xiaowen began to feel that half of his body was like fire, half like ice, half of his flesh and blood had become charcoal, and half of his flesh and blood had become ice. In this torment, I want to split myself in the middle, throw away the fire and ice of myself, and then leave a dead void.

Fire and ice cannot blend in the body, not as cold as an ice cellar for a while, and hot as a fire for a while, but in the torment of ice and fire at the same time. Gu Xiaowen felt that his life was passing, sometimes his left body was like fire, his right body was like ice, sometimes his right body was like fire, and his left body was like ice. The two purgatorys of ice and fire on the body are always incompatible, ice cannot extinguish fire, fire cannot melt ice. After such suffering, Gu Xiaowen finally fainted in this extreme pain.

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