"It's a safe, and it's used to store important items of extraordinary value. Yuan Fangzhi was really speechless for his son's metaphor, and he actually compared this monster to a safe, it was really childlike!

His eyes lit up suddenly, and he thought secretly: "After this guy was infected by the cannibal strain, he was shocked to find that his body had changed, and he thought that since his body had mutated, he might be able to use it to take the foundation stone and break the shackles between immortals." So is it possible that the safe hasn't had time to close yet?"

Thinking of this, he said to his son, "Have you tried to close the safe?"

Yuan Datou pushed the cabinet door, but there was no response at all, which shows that the safe is closed!

Yuan Fangzhi glanced back a little speechlessly, his heart was inexplicably anxious, and at this moment, the wisp of black flame suddenly trembled, let out a wail, turned into a little black light, and was swallowed by the tongue.

Yuan Fang was stunned for a while, let the tongue roll sweep, hit the brocade umbrella, the crackling sound was like rain hitting the plantains, and the brilliance on the brocade umbrella flickered, and a gorgeous colored smoke came out.

It is conceivable that these cannibal strains have undergone mutations and appear to have extremely corrosive and highly toxic properties.

In the air of colored smoke, even the bedding was corroded into large holes visible to the naked eye, and they gradually expanded, turning into a puddle of pungent and colorful liquid in an instant.

Seeing this situation, he hurriedly poured his mana into the brocade umbrella, and for a while the spring flowers bloomed, and the umbrella was as beautiful as poetry and picturesque, and the splendidness was exquisite.

Yuan Fangzhi commanded the umbrella and retreated in the direction where the safe was located, enveloping his son and the safe under the umbrella.

At the same time, he sacrificed the remaining two wisps of scorching demon fire in the Demon Orb, turned into black flames, and shot at the curling tongue, hoping that they would fight for a while.

The tongue split into two parts, one part striking and corroding the spring flowers, and the other part enveloping the scorching demon from the fire, like a cow relieving a cow.

"I'm going! It's so powerful! It seems that the situation is very bad for me!"

Yuan Fangzhi was helpless to output mana, and he looked like he didn't cry when he didn't see the coffin, which made people really helpless.

"Dad, are you going to fight it to the end? Or is there something in the safe that you have to get, why don't you look like you can't die in the heart of the Yellow River, it's worse than a moth to a fire!"

"Then what do you say? I can't get out of the tiger now, so I can only resist desperately. Yuan Fangzhi was a little resentful, and raised his voice and said.

"Your boss has been saying that he ate him, ate him, and ate him, does this sentence mean something?" Yuan Datou looked at his father innocently, his eyes blinking quickly.

"Perhaps, I don't have time to think about any crazy words now!" Yuan Fangzhi came back to his senses and found that he had lost his temper inexplicably just now, and he felt a little remorseful in his heart, and his tone couldn't help but be a little softer.

"Then I'll give it a try according to my own ideas!" Yuan Datou flicked two buttons up, four buttons to the right, four buttons to the right, five buttons to the right, and three buttons up......

The streets are still the same, with cannibal corpses bustling as if it were another Valentine's Day, in pairs, laughing with their mouths split, curling their tongues at each other, or bouncing stiffly......

In fact, the cannibal corpses are very pitiful, struggling in the nightmare of fear, unable to wake up, unable to sleep, neither belong to the world nor to hell, they are wandering between life and death, there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

As if cursed by death, these people roam the streets like lonely ghosts on Valentine's Day.

A gust of wind, a streamer, Jin Shuya kept firing the signal gun, confused four looks, her mood today, from expectation to loss, from loss to cheer up, from cheer up to confused......

She's breaking down!

She wanted to go home, she wanted to lean into his arms, she wanted to tell him a thousand words, but there was only one thing that was not what she thought, she didn't want to be quiet, not at all.

But I don't know if he wants to be quiet!

Hum!

If he dares to think, then he will die!

It's useless to repent, and apologies are not a big deal!

There must be repentance, there must be an apology!

Today is Valentine's Day, a festival where you spend your days alone!

She didn't understand why there was no trace of him and his son at school, why there was no trace of him at the newspaper, why there was no trace of him at home.

The disappointment spread more than a cannibal corpse, and the unwilling increase gradually exceeded the night sky, Jin Shuya didn't understand, why did she leave her alone on the original Valentine's Day, and why couldn't she find him and his son on the original common wedding anniversary?

Over the years, the two have been together through thick and thin, decorating this home together to be warm and comfortable.

Over the years, the two of them have been huddled together for warmth, running a three-person world together, although there was noise, but they quickly reconciled.

Her eyes were misty, and her tears felt like they were snatching her eyes, as if they hadn't come out.

Walking and walking, she made her way home.

Qingheli, this is the home of the newspaper owner, what a beautiful villa!

Let's go in and have a look, just take a look, and then move on looking for someone!

She looked at the somewhat empty courtyard and shook her head in surprise, now anything strange was no longer strange.

She twisted her waist slightly, swayed with the wind, and walked to the balcony on the second floor.

Two beds, one rotten and unsightly, and the other as unsightly as a broken flower and a willow.

This umbrella is so familiar!

Under the umbrella, a tired figure gradually emerged, and the familiar smell was exactly what he was looking for.

Yuan Fangzhi was startled, thinking that she was hallucinating, how could she appear here again?

"Finally found it! The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light! I want to hug him!" Jin Shuya cried with joy, the three thousand green silk was windless and automatic, the roots were erected, and the whole body was compressed as much as possible, shooting towards Yuan Fangzhi like a spring, so fast that it was blurred.

Yuan Fangzhi felt bad, picked up his son, and hurriedly flashed to the side.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of gold and stone striking each other was loud, and a sonorous sound similar to the "Revolutionary March" was made by the impact, which was as violent as the sound of a trumpet.

Yuan Fangzhi heard that his sweat pores exploded, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.

However, his figure did not hesitate, the flowing wind was decisive to the extreme, flashing to the safe, the blooming umbrella was sent to the extreme, the spring flowers were all over the umbrella, and the demon beads also floated outside the umbrella, emitting a faint black light, and in the outermost periphery, the two wisps of scorching demon fire were still surrounded by tongues.

The battle was in a stalemate, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

............

"My hair is stuck in the safe, I can't get out, help, husband!" Jin Shuya's green silk was inserted into the safe like a steel nail, in a dilemma, the whole person couldn't move, and the situation was very tense for a while.

"You...... You...... You ......" Yuan Fangzhi didn't dare to laugh if he wanted to laugh, and his face was flushed.

Jin Shuya's head was stunned, the whole person was dizzy, tears flowed out, and she looked pitiful!

Except that the posture is a little unelegant!

"You...... Are you willing?" asked Yuan Fangzhi hesitantly.

"What do you want to say?" Jin Shuya's nerves fluttered inexplicably, and he felt bad about what he wanted to express.

"Are you willing to have smooth hair on the top of your head?" Yuan Fangzhi shuddered, a little panicked, and his tone couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"I ...... After thinking about it for a long time, you came up with such a bad idea, and I'm so sorry for the two of us!" Jin Shuya rolled her eyes and shouted angrily.