"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Poof"

…… Yang Xiaohai held his head in his arms, but his forehead was against his knees, and he tried to curl up as much as possible to reduce the injuries caused by the fall. He was like a ball, constantly falling in repeated collisions.

In the muffled sound of "clang", Yang Xiaohai finally stopped. It hurts, up and down the body, and nowhere it doesn't hurt. However, the severe pain was different, some like pins and needles, some like fire, and some were full of burning like an electric shock. Yang Xiaohai slowly lifted his eyelids, this was the only thing he could do at the moment.

Looking down from the sky, it is naturally pitch black. But Yang Xiaohai looked up to the sky, but he saw everything in front of him clearly. The shrill sirens rang incessantly, and the imminent tremors made the eardrums hurt. It seemed to be raining, and broken glass of various sizes was whizzing and falling, and occasionally mixed with the "poof" sound of swords entering the flesh.

Two buildings separated by a few meters, there is a common asphalt road. At this moment, Yang Xiaohai was lying flat on the roof of a car in the shape of a "big", and blood was gushing out like money. The shrill sirens came from a crushed car.

"I ...... Still alive? Falling from such a high place, this is not dead? Yang Xiaohai, who couldn't move, smiled self-deprecatingly.

The moon is large and round, and unlike the daytime, which is cloudy at every turn, the night sky is often breathtakingly clean. It is as if there are two big hands, wiping away the cloudy day, and then showing the bright and clean night in front of the world. The severe pain continued to invade Yang Xiaohai, but his tenacious nerves just didn't let him fall into a coma.

"Hiss, roar......" a familiar cry and messy footsteps quickly approached him. As if frightened, the poignant alarm gradually whimpered, and after a few reluctant hisses, he simply closed his mouth with a long tail note. Without maintenance for more than half a year, the car's battery has run out of power even if there is some residual power and alarm sounds.

The delicate little face obscures the moon. The black pupil's smart eyes rolled, and the soft and cold voice asked with concern, "Are you blind?" If you don't choose such a big place, you have to jump into the ditch? You're lucky not to break! Hey, are you still angry? Hurry up, let's go. ”

Yang Xiaohai squirmed his lips with difficulty, spitting blood, and said, "Ancestor, it's no good...... Whole body, broken, broken, broken......"

Suddenly, his waist tightened, Yang Xiaohai flew up in the clouds, and then fell into the boxy basket like a rag. The sky swirled, and the scenery flew away. On the streets with no street lights and deep snow, Black Hitomi dragged a supermarket shopping cart at a high speed. In the snow, the red blood droplets formed a line, and then they were trampled under the feet of the strange crowd.

At first, Yang Xiaohai was worried about the black pupils, and then jumped off without thinking. It was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything clearly. He jumped over the roof of one tall building, slammed diagonally into another, and then slammed into the building and shattered the glass.

It was pulled back under the double layer of inertia and gravity, and crashed into the body of the building that had just flown over the building. In the uproar, Yang Xiaohai was bounced back again. Twice before he was embedded in the top of the car.

A few seconds before it fell, the black pupils fell lightly from the air, and then landed steadily on the roof of the building. As soon as she stood up and was observing the environment, Yang Xiaohai went straight to the opposite side of the building and fell over. Almost at the same time, a shrill alarm sounded downstairs. Attracted by the hot air balloon, the monsters that followed it immediately roared and cheered for finding their target again.

The black pupil bit her lip lightly and squeezed out two words with difficulty: "Idiot!" She ignored it, but she really needed Yang Xiaohai's blood to suppress the poison in her body. Muttering in a low voice, the black pupil still ran downstairs quickly.

As soon as he got out of the stairs, he found the bloody Yang Xiaohai on the roof of the deformed car. Precious blood flowed down, and the black pupils felt like something they cherished had been ruined. I know it's weird, but I'm still unhappy. So, when the words of concern come out, I hate them.

Seeing Yang Xiaohai falling like mud, an emotion that he had never felt before suddenly grew. It is a mixture of extremely complex feelings such as dissatisfaction, resentment, gratitude, helplessness, etc., which cannot be clarified and cut constantly. Anyway, it was a strange taste that Black Hitomi had never experienced in his more than ten years of cultivation.

Behind the corner of the farther building, the noise and noise grew louder and louder. It must have been the pesky guys who caught up. The black pupil was a little anxious, which was an emotion she had never had before. Looking around, a trolley made of iron mesh caught her eye.

You can't run away with this guy on your back, can you? So, the black pupil dragged Yang Xiaohai's belt and threw this hateful and strange guy into the car. Sacrificing the "Heavenly Cloud Sword", the car was included in the protective circle, and the black pupil dragged the car with one hand, as if he had just entered the world, and ran in the opposite direction of the crowd.

A burst of fire erupted in the air, dazzling in the darkness of the night. Because of the fracture of the cervical vertebrae, Yang Xiaohai's head tilted up unnaturally, so the burning thing came into view. It turned out to be a hot air balloon that carried him three times to successfully change his map.

Unmanned and running low on fuel, the balloon was stopped by a tall building and stuck in a window. The multicolored crown of the ball was scratched by broken glass, like a broken cloth bag. The bamboo hanging basket is burning, and the tongue of fire is swallowing, all the way up. I'm sure the whole hot air balloon will be burned up soon, right?

Yang Xiaohai sighed secretly, "Farewell, old man." "The only thought that came out of his home several times to save him from danger was, like life in the last days, finally reduced to nothingness.

The streets are uncleaned, covered with soft snow. But it was only a shallow layer, and there was frozen hard ice underneath. The four wheels of the shopping cart spun rapidly, and in a short time white smoke rose. Yang Xiaohai's neck gradually recovered from a paralyzed state, and now he can move slightly.

Compared with the severe pain and paralysis of the whole body, the neck recovers the most quickly. So he lifted his chin slightly and sniffled slightly. The smell of burnt plastic doesn't smell good at any given time.

"What should I do if the car flies?" Just like Hei Tong didn't want to carry Yang Xiaohai, he was also very self-aware of this. Sometimes things are so unreasonable: Hei Tong is tired, and Yang Xiaohai can carry her; She carried Yang Xiaohai on her back, but the sky collapsed and she couldn't.

Anyway, it's okay now, except for the bumps and pains, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. The bones and muscles of the whole body are repaired spontaneously and quickly, and the crispy numbness is very comfortable. The buildings on either side of the car sped back. The tips of the long black pupils swept across his cheeks from time to time, coupled with the vague fragrance, which made Yang Xiaohai, who was tormented by pain, drowsy.

A few minutes later, Yang Xiaohai continued to hear a soft sound of "poof". Don't look at it, it must be the "Tiancong Cloud Sword" that has started to "cut fruits" again. When he first started running, Yang Xiaohai was quite worried about the shopping cart, but he was even more worried that the black pupil was too cumbersome, so he threw him away. In fact, this is blind worry, black pupils are inseparable from mobile portable blood bags.

But now, to say the least, more than ten minutes have passed, but the black pupil is running faster. Yang Xiaohai glanced at the little hand on the armrest of the shopping cart, the five fingers were slender, white and tender, and they were very good-looking. It's a soft one, but the shopping cart is tightly grasped. No matter how bumpy it was, Yang Xiaohai was always behind the black pupil.

And the quality of the shopping cart is really good, Yang Xiaohai's weight of more than 100 catties has not been shaken away even when he runs and bumps. Yang Xiaohai twisted his neck and adjusted his posture slightly so that he could paralyze in the car more comfortably. The buildings on both sides of the car looked the same, and they were all rapidly retreating. Yang Xiaohai, who was bored, was even more sleepy.

Behind him, Yang Xiaohai turned his head extremely slowly and in the bumpy shopping cart. So a large dark red "crab" came into view. Behind the fast-crawling monsters are groups of "macho men" of different heights. Although there are differences in size, the shortest is also more than three meters tall.

One by one, they are bareheaded, skinless, and expressionless pretending to be cool. "I know a bunch of hooligans who fight in groups." Yang Xiaohai pouted at them. In addition, there are more bizarre "infected". At the end of the line of sight, there are ordinary "infected people" who are almost still

。 Yang Xiaohai covered his face with his hands and lamented: "He's meowing, how can it be the same everywhere!" ”

It's like what he looked like before he got into a hot air balloon. It's just bigger and more numerous. If it weren't for the fact that he still had his senses, Yang Xiaohai almost suspected that he was still circling around the city's black-clad security building.

Yang Xiaohai wanted to continue to sigh, but suddenly realized the hand covering his face. He slowly withdrew his big cold hand, and the sharp pain had invisibly weakened a lot. Instead, there is a strong feeling of hunger.

"Elsie. It's icy and snowy, and you're running away? Where do you ask the master to go to eat? Gnawing on ice and swallowing snow? That's not hungry. "As I wandered to myself, my left hand under my ass seemed to be grasping a long, hard spot somewhere.

Curious, Yang Xiaohai grabbed the thing and pulled it out of the shopping cart. As a result, a "baguette" as hard as iron appeared. Yang Xiaohai was overjoyed, he really came whatever he wanted. He poked under his ass a little more, and there were quite a few long strips.

"Maybe someone threw away the shopping cart in a panic? I loaded a cart of bread, but I didn't have time to take it away, but it ended up being for me. As for why the shopping cart is parked on the side of the street, that's none of his business. As the saying goes, no book is made without coincidence, if there are no coincidences, wouldn't the protagonist's halo be weak?

"Kaba" takes a big bite, and although the bread enters the mouth, the taste is terrible. Rao is a strange person like Yang Xiaohai can't stand it - it's too hard.

"If you put butter on it, or just a bowl of soup, it's perfect." The shopping cart was very bumpy, but Yang Xiaohai was there and sat firmly.

One foot wears black leather shoes, and the other foot has only socks. At any moment, when the car could overturn, a baguette "poofed" into the ground, leaving a long mark on the white snow.