Through the ice, the moment he saw the man in the cave, 007 seemed to have seen the most terrifying picture in his life...... When I reverse, I want to fall apart.

"Don't run, I'm not going to beat you today." Li Zhiguo patted its head gently, but it was still difficult to contain the guy's shivering.

"Bang!"

The wall of ice was smashed open by a dragon's claw.

Stunned to take the apple puree and glucose handed by Li Zhiguo, Su Yunan smiled bitterly in a hoarse voice:

"You're still ...... Carry...... Bring these? ”

"After eating it last year, I fell in love with the taste. Later, it became a thundering messenger - oh, that is, an organization like a rescue team. Every time I meet a friend who has fallen behind, I hand him a copy of this, so that they can also taste what I felt at the beginning. What do you think? ”

…… It's not tasty.

Su Yunan gobbled it up.

He did need this easy-to-absorb food now, although he had it in his own space...... But don't spoil the interest of this guy in front of you.

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The last two minutes before the second year of junior high school were unusually long, but they were finally over.

Even the locusts seemed to be afraid of something in the second year of junior high school, and at the moment when the clock struck zero o'clock, they suddenly looked around in horror, and then flapped their wings towards the sky.

Familiar figures that should have passed away appeared on the ground...... Like a mirage, tall buildings were uprooted from the barren and dead trenches.

It seems to travel back to the prosperous era of the past, with herds of cattle and sheep in the endless sea of grass in the north, and smoke rising from the skylight of the yurt roof.

To the east and south, the blue waters lap against the pale white beach, the warm sun shines on the cool, unsuspecting men and women, and a few sandpipers tilt their heads in search of clams on the tip of the tide.

The reckless mountains in the west are shrouded in clouds and mist, whose temple is ringing the bell on the green peak, and the clear water under the mountain meanders to the river and sea.

On this night, it seems that all the dead have returned.

And it is not only people who have passed away.

On the banks of the city bridge, which is crossed by a river in the middle, trendy movie advertisements are circulating on the screen of the shopping mall, and the shops on both sides shout clothing specials, and the unusually rich milk smell of the bakery wafts in the wind.

"Damn, why do you want to put these things out that you can't go back-"

At the end of the battle, the members of the Monsoon and the Anti-Japanese Federation present sat on the ground tiredly, hugging their loved ones around them, looking at the increasingly sad old days in front of them, clenching their teeth and shrugging their shoulders.

And Su Xiaonuo panted and looked around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he took out the smart speaker again.

Bite off the line.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the back of the little fox's neck tightened, as if she had been caught by the hair on the back of her neck, her feet were hanging in the air, and she was lifted up.

"Don't bite, there's really no ghost there."

In mid-air, the man turned his wrist and turned the little fox to face him.

The little one's lips twitched.

Then the trembling range spread from her chin and lips to her whole body, and she pounced on her, tears pouring out like a bank.

"Don't go...... Don't leave...... Don't go—"

She rubbed Su Yunan's chest desperately with her little head, almost as if she was about to get in, and hugged her with all her might.

"Well, if you don't go, I'll take you wherever I go in the future."

"Woo———"

"Woo————"

She cried like a puppy that had been in a car accident and was hiding in the green belt and whispering, not noisy or noisy, just a low, soft wail, and this wail could not be stopped, accompanied by a trembling inhalation, quiet hysteria.

Su Yunan didn't persuade anything, just gently rubbed the little guy's head, as always.

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The nights of the second year of junior high school are always unbearable.

Whether it is a human, an animal or a plant, all living beings remember the past on this night, and draw strength from it to continue to move forward to tomorrow.

Perhaps this is the meaning of sacrifice.

The only fly in the ointment is that not everyone is as quiet as Xiao Nuo, such as Zhou Dongmu, who cried like an air defense siren.

A tentacle building strode after him from behind, and he cried and ran for his life in front of him: "NND, you're really here!" ”

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother laughed unscrupulously next to him.

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Even Fang Zhou had to choose a truce, because no one wanted to work overtime on the night of the second year of junior high school.

In the sky, Du Mingyue and the others, who were half a step behind Li Zhiguo, looked down at the prospect and couldn't cry or laugh for a while: "It seems that the trouble has been solved." ”

Look at the illusion of a bustling city that has reappeared on the ground for some reason.

Teachers' Association-Qin Qiu couldn't wait to swallow his saliva: "It's not in vain, I see that the hot pot restaurants over there are still open, I don't know if there is any food that can really be eaten." ”

It turns out that there is, not only are the ingredients complete, but also really full, not just an illusion.

It's just that...... Qin Qiu was a little apprehensive about this meal.

"Is it you kid scurrying around my grave?"

In the white mist of the hot pot, the man across the table had a blue face.

Qin Qiu looked at him left and right, pretending to be deaf.