"Okay, okay, you can get some sleep! Don't worry too much about other things, someone else will do it, if you die suddenly, I will have to throw you away. ”

Liu Feng stared at Cao Dehuai very seriously, and his tone was sincere and sincere.

"I ......" Cao Dehuai's eyes were bloody, and he looked at Liu Feng incredulously.

Is this still human? Liu Feng has never done anything that is touched by people.

"At the beginning of the last days, humanity still retains a large number of remnants of moral humanity."

Seeing Cao Dehuai helplessly take a few sleeping pills and start sleeping, Liu Feng originally laughed, and then said this inexplicable sentence with a flickered eye.

Liu Feng shook his head, just now he only felt a little dizzy again, and thought that he had overslept when he was sleeping, and he didn't care about the normal phenomenon.

The retreat of the retreat began, leaving a few thousand soldiers scattered around the country to intercept the gluttonous civilization, except for everyone else who only stayed in Shaoguan for a few hours, they were also forced to evacuate.

"Slow down, are you so fast that you're afraid you won't be able to catch up with the convoy? You can be a big man, but are we going to be abandoned? ”

A woman holding her four or five-year-old child chattered about her husband in front of her, who sighed and slowed down.

Feeling out a stick, the woman began to break her mouth again.

"What kind of cigarettes, do you still think it's a time of peace? It is not necessary that this cigarette can be exchanged for several catties of food in the future. ”

The husband silently slipped the cigarette back into his pocket before the woman nodded in satisfaction.

Sui Hou began to accuse Liu Feng again.

"Liu Feng, the king of eight lambs, said that the food is unlimited, but the old lady just wants a few more steamed buns to eat when she is hungry on the road today, but this is not allowed! What a good leader, if I were to say that I should die in the city of Juxia. ”

"I ......" Liu Feng was originally in a very happy mood chatting with a group of young people, and I have to say that at this juncture, the quality of young people is still high.

As a result, I heard a woman who was almost middle-aged scolding herself, and I was a little confused, what did he do?

"Mao Cheng, what are you doing? You shouldn't be an admirer of Liu Feng! ”

A group of people laughed at Liu Feng, but they didn't know that it was Liu Feng himself sitting in front of them.

That's right, now young people advocate slenderness for beauty, because most of the men are similar in figure in order to be handsome, Liu Feng is in the sky, and people who are not familiar with it really don't know Liu Feng.

So Liu Feng reported the name of a best friend who played with him in high school, as for the Great Retreat of Juxia City, why didn't he find this friend.

Is it really that unlucky? I don't go to so many cities in China, but I go to Juxia City.

Xiao Weiran won the lottery and even if he won the lottery, Mao Cheng also won the lottery, is it possible?

As for why Liu Feng didn't see Mao Cheng when Xiao Weiran was still in high school in Juxia City.

This is really a matter of angle, from Liu Feng's point of view, Mao Cheng's whole person is covered by the wall, and he uses a telescope, not a perspective mirror!

In front of the escape and retreat, Mao Cheng bit a steamed bun with a gray face, his teeth hurt, and a wire appeared on the steamed bun.

Mao Cheng sighed, pulled out the wire, and continued to nibble on the steamed buns.

"What a head this day is!"

If it weren't for the hungry growl, he wouldn't have eaten anything he didn't usually look at.

"No, I'm wondering if this aunt is a little too ugly."

Liu Feng hurriedly denied it, and turned his gaze to the woman who was still chattering.

In just ten minutes, she had already greeted the ancestors of Liu Feng, Cao Dehuai, and Rose and a series of people.

"Isn't that normal?" A young man shrugged his shoulders and said that it didn't matter, "Confucius said that only villains and women are difficult to raise, let alone aunts who are in menopause." ”

The young people nodded in agreement, it seemed that they had experienced a lot of such things.

"Oh no, get out of this ......"

Liu Feng originally watched this woman scold himself with an easy-going attitude, he didn't think about him like this.

There is a saying that the reason why you are talking about me behind my back is because you are jealous of me.

The main reason is that Liu Feng is not good at theorizing with this woman, otherwise there will always be some people who say that they are cold and say that they have a small belly and chicken intestines.

Just as Liu Feng shook his head helplessly, and was about to chat with this group of young people,

A filthy, depraved, brutal energy erupted from the man who seemed to be submissive.

Liu Feng hurriedly asked these young people to leave quickly, but before the group could react, they were kicked down by Liu Feng.

"The public did not cross the river, but the public crossed the river, crossed the river and died, how could he ...... the public"

The man fell to his knees in pain, and a sad song that seemed to be sung from afar sounded here,

"I'm in tears?" Liu Feng listened to this sad song quietly, at this moment his heart was empty, and he was immersed in the sadness of this song.

Suddenly a needle-like tingling sensation came to his fingers, Liu Feng came to his senses, touched his cheek, and found that a tear had wet the collar.

"Why do I feel so sad, this is obviously an incomparably tyrannical force!"

Liu Feng stared blankly at the man in front of him kneeling to the ground in pain, his body continued to swell, two small sharp horns pierced out of his forehead, and a pair of fleshy wings grew on his back.

"Demons? Something isn't quite right, it's uglier than a demon! ”

Liu Feng tried to divert his attention and keep his heart from indulging in this strange singing.

"Woo woo, Dad, where are you, I miss you."

"Why do you still refuse to accept me, even if you die, you don't want to be with me?" A frenzied cry.

"What a time is this day, I want to go home, woo woo ......"

Crying rang out all around, as if the song brought endless sadness, making people indulge in the most painful memories and unable to extricate themselves.

"I'm in some trouble, I don't know which god's arm it is."

The mecha Canglan No. 1 on Liu Feng's body suddenly appeared, and some of the mecha were isolated, and he felt a lot on his body.

It's not like before, I just wanted to stand still and listen to this cry stupidly.

"Ahh Morgana, who was in the council hall, listened boredly to the report of her demons, saying that she would disturb the earth again, and by the way, add new demon warriors.

As a result, Morgana sneezed and shocked everyone on the spot.

"Isn't it! Queen, do you have a cold? ”

Atto was a little incredulous, what are you kidding a fourth-generation god will catch a cold?

"Which stinky boy is yy your queen?"

Morgana replied angrily, and crossed Erlang's legs in a different direction.

"No, we must not let this cry continue to spread."

Seeing the mess around him, Liu Feng gritted his teeth and waved the sharp blade in his hand, but it was a pity that his arm was weak because of this singing.

The place where the blade slashed was fluttering, and the first time Liu Feng used the Dark Silver Weapon was stuck.

This is not a cognitive pull of people's common sense, but under the hedging of rationality and emotion in Liu Feng's heart, he instinctively does not want to wave the blade.

"What the hell is going on?"