Chapter 227: Let's say black history or something
The wind blows the wheat waves, spreading golden ripples, the toilers have the joy of harvest on their faces, and the giggling children play on the ridges. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Zero watched this scene, but the corners of his mouth twitched.
With a kick out, he kicked a bastard directly to the ground and lay on his stomach, and Zero felt like a flower in front of him, and it turned into darkness in front of him, as if there was a sudden power outage.
"Zero, what are you kicking me again?" Luo Yi's voice came from under his feet, and Zero took a few steps back with a red face and removed his feet from Luo Yi's ass.
"It's not that you've stepped on the trap again!Otherwise, I'll kick you, tell me how many traps you've stepped on along the way, this time it's an illusion, you're a dull soul!"
I don't know what the gods who built the pyramid thought in the first place, why did they make so many traps out, although most of them are not fatal, and even Luo Yi will not step on the deadly traps casually.
But even those non-lethal traps are still an absolute death game for ordinary people.
For example, the illusion just now, full of pastoral style, comfortable and peaceful, especially suitable for those who have long been tired of the mundane world, the old immortal who have lived long enough but do not want to die, or cannot die.
But alas, Zero feels very young.
Another example is the illusion of the previous one, in which Zero sees endless wealth, power, and everything he wants.
But she just smiled, and then imprinted the footprints on Luo Yi's ass as he stepped into the trap.
I don't know what the people who engaged in these traps thought in the first place, why they had to be triggered, or if they had to be stepped on to be useful.
The most important thing is why the floor tiles with traps are different from those in other places, even if the colors are different, why are even the shapes and patterns different?
Zero, who is fluent in countless languages, clearly knows that the pattern on it is actually the lingua franca of a certain world in the void, and the words written are 'Trap, don't step on it.' ā
But Luo Yi, this bastard just doesn't look at the road, doesn't this bastard know to bow his head and pick up money?
After kicking Luo Yi to the ground again, Zero was helpless in his heart.
Forget about illusions, the most important thing is that Luo Yi often guesses some traps such as falling rocks, falling holes, and big snowball techniques, and often fools himself.
The point is that this trap has no obvious signs at all, in this pyramid where magic and laws are imprisoned, there is no way to feel it at all, and even the spiritual power is suppressed here.
So Zero, who doesn't want to be muddled in the face, can only let Luo Yi lead the way.
It's just that judging from Luo Yi's dream-like bad words and the saliva at the corner of his mouth not long ago, Luo Yi may have stepped on it on purpose.
"Ann, Ann. I'll try not to step on it, when will you get out like this!" Luo Yi waved his hand, then stepped out, and was shot in the face.
That's right, it did shoot in the face.
After taking one step, the floor tiles under Luo Yi's feet sank down a little, and then a small hole appeared on his left, and a fierce current of water rushed out of it, washing his face.
Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned his head and glanced at Zero behind him.
Sure enough, it rained.
A thin hole appeared in the ceiling, which could make a person with dense phobia faint on the spot with an exclamation.
Of course, neither Zero nor Luo Yi has a phobia.
Ticking and ticking, as if simulating natural rain, Luo Yi touched his chin and watched with interesting eyes as Zero's clothes were wet with rain a little bit, and then clinged tightly to his body, bringing out the perfect delicate body.
Luo Yi said that this kind of shadow is the best!
Zero blushed and covered his chest, and glanced at Luo Yi.
The soaked hair sticks to the face, which is not tempting.
Luo Yi looked at it for a while, and then took another step.
In an instant, the world seemed to change.
Some of the dim, narrow corridors turned into an immensely grand staircase, the staircase was white, but the left and right were extremely dazzling white light. The light was soft, but no matter how you looked at it, you couldn't see anything.
Zero and Luo Yi perched on top of a platform, and behind them there was a half-open group, the door rumbling in the dark, looking a little scary.
There was something vaguely familiar here, but I couldn't remember it.
Zero looked around with some confusion, but before she could remember, Luo Yi had already pulled out her hand.
raised his head and glanced at Luo Yi suspiciously, but he looked at a pair of bright black eyes like stars, and for a moment, he was intoxicated.
Zero blushed and looked away, but did not break free of the hand he was holding.
Luo Yi smiled, and then pulled Zero down the stairs and walked towards the path of happiness, this stop, to happiness ......
The whole book is finished.
That's absolutely impossible.
Neither Zero nor Luo Yi heard it, and in the half-hidden door behind him, there was a roar of endless anger and despair, and the thick ...... Jealous.
On the other side, inside the Eye of Sachilai, Luo You sat quietly on the small bed, watching the very leisurely guy rummage through something little by little.
She had an apple-flavored lollipop in her mouth and a helpless look in her eyes.
Finally, history found the same thing, and he crouched down and pulled a card from the bottom four floors of a pile of clutter.
The card depicts a woman with wings, with the devil's bat wing on her left and an angel's wing on her right.
She held her heart in both hands, but there was endless tyranny in her eyes, Luo You looked at the card and pouted.
History walked to Luo You's small bed, sat directly on the ground, looked at Luo You with gray eyes for a while, and finally sighed.
A hoarse and calm voice sounded, but it gave people a very gentle feeling: "How is it, have you thought about it?"
Luo You looked straight at those gray eyes, eyes that would be terrified even if they were void, but in Luo You's eyes, they were a symbol of great peace of mind.
"Don't you know?" Luo You asked rhetorically, but he covered his mouth and chuckled.
"Of course I know, I just don't know if you really think that, and the most important thing is that I need a reason to slip away. History is honest and says his main purpose at the end, which then causes Luo You to chuckle.
She tilted her head and licked the lollipop, then spoke: "At first I thought that my arrival had interfered with the current development, because there are many things that are different from what you and I said in my memory, but now I understand some things. That is, most people except you don't tell the truth completely, of course, not all of them are lies, for example, the black history that Aunt Xiaoyin lived in after she got drunk again is not fake. ā
Luo You said a long sentence in one breath, and then he gasped with a small mouth, looking at history with a little amusement in his eyes.
"What black history?" instinctively, feeling a little out of control, a little uneasy in my heart, history raised his hand and touched his nose, but was blocked by the mask, and had no choice but to put it down.
"For example, the black lace edge that is stuffed into the mouth is fat or something......"