Doomsday Wonderland

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Ever since Qingjiuru evolved, he could hardly remember when he had been in such an embarrassing situation - when he was drunk on the roadside like a homeless man, it was not embarrassing to him; embarrassment, like embarrassment, means that you have no regard for the outside world. A kind of incompatibility, a forced deviation from the state you want.

...He is too out of tune now, too deviated.

The advantages that had gotten him out of trouble time and again in the past were all useless now: his appearance, which had always been able to soften the ice, had long been covered up with camouflage items out of caution. But even if it is exposed, so what?

Don't say that the thin man is soft-hearted. If he is not jealous, he will be sorry for Qingjiuru's interpretation of his character. As for the others, whether it is a human being or a human figure hanging from a tree, who would care about who is ugly and who is beautiful? ?

Even Qing Jiuru's brain is of no use at this moment.

The limbs, legs, and attacks that came towards him from the woods were as dense as raindrops. Add to this the thin man who was trying to find a way to make a move, the eager Ren Ben, and the Yuan Xiangxi who was waiting for the opportunity... This seemed to be an endless battle. Intermittent, endless torture, and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

His mind was only able to maintain his ability to dodge attacks as much as possible - in the face of countless humanoids that didn't even have self-awareness and only knew about constant attacks, any strategies were useless.

His strongest evolutionary ability is nothing more than [taking wine from another bottle]; the only feasible target present is that thin man. Not to mention what if they attack him and provoke Ousius - Qingjiuru was suppressed by layers of humanoid attacks and couldn't even get close to the opponent.

"Kick someone in the back of the head, do you have any manners?"

Even in such a difficult and embarrassing moment, he still did not forget to curse for himself; as soon as he said the words, he had to bend down again and roll on the spot to avoid the tree hanging from another branch beside him. Arms.

The lower back that had been hit several times just now seemed to have finally broken with this fall. After he dodged the arms, he was unable to get up for a second or two.

Although these human figures are hung on trees, they are hung in different places; some are hung on the neck, some are hung on the waist, and some are on the head and feet... This means that they can attack him. The attacks that came were all full of surprises; there was even a human figure, and every part of the body could be separated and stretched section by section. The whole person had grown bigger and longer several times, and it was basically chasing Qing Jiu to fight.

"Why don't you try using special items again?" The thin man smiled leisurely and said, "I also want to see other things on you."

Qingjiuru knew that special items would probably be useless to him - but he still tried to use [You don’t see me in your eyes] on the thin man just now. The effect of the item is just like the name, simple and easy to understand; the thin man blinked hard at first and rolled his eyes several times, not wanting to stay for a long time.

"Eh? Where is the person?" He turned his head and said, "Why did he suddenly disappear..."

Qingjiureu was slightly startled. When the next thought flashed through his mind, it seemed to have the power of a rocket, pushing him to jump to the other side - almost at the same time, the thin man suddenly flicked his backhand, sending out waves of silver light. Waves appeared from the place where Qing Jiuru was half a second ago, as if a silvery-white lotus had bloomed.

"Why are you so slippery?" The thin man got angry and spat hard, "Don't you even believe in the effects of the special items you threw at me?"

"Renben," Qingjiu Liu found it difficult to say even a complete sentence at this moment, and only threw out two words from his breath.

Just like trying to catch the gap between the raindrops, he must avoid every attack in the forest and let his running feet step on the dry open space between the raindrops, regardless of the gap. How narrow it was, how quickly it disappeared - only there could he get another chance to breathe.

The thin man also reacted.

"Oh, yes," he glanced at the clothing cage on his body from the corner of his eye, "You haven't forgotten it yet..."

Not only did he not forget it, Qingjiu Liu had been calculating and waiting for the moment when the clothes cage would be restored. From the time when Renben was out of control to now, about seven or eight minutes have passed. The skinny man's ability to make the effects of special items disappear must have a time limit.

"Are you envious of me? Such powerful abilities are all in me." The thin man said with a smile, "If a person is lucky, he can't stop him. When he wakes up, he will have extra abilities that defy the sky..."

As soon as he said these words, a human figure hanging on the tree stretched out one arm, grabbed a nearby branch, swayed a few times, and started a fight in front of Qingkuri's route. A long rain of leaves - when the branches fell, they were still lightly turning leaves. By the time they fell halfway, they were already straight and heavy, with their tips pointed downward, and countless dark lights infiltrated with death flashed around their edges.

When Qing Jiure braked hard to avoid the rain of leaves, it became an opportunity that Yuan Xiangxi seized.

That piece of silk thread that Lin Sanjiu gave him was completely unnecessary. As if it had its own opinion, his body stretched straight and flexibly forward without making any sound - Qing Jiuliu was already in a hurry and was caught off guard. When he realized the thread, even if he jumped quickly, he was still a step too late.

The silk thread cut open his trouser legs almost gently, and when the skin just burst, there was no pain at all - only when Qingjiu noticed a splash of blood splashing in the air in his peripheral vision did he realize that his thigh was injured. .

Cut along with the pants and skin, there are also pockets on the side of the pants.

There was a muffled sound, and when Yuan Xiangxi was pulling Yuan Xiangxi away from Renben, he stuffed the remote controller into his trouser pocket and fell to the ground.

When Qingjiuru was not injured just now, he could only barely support himself; now a long crack was cut on one of his legs, and he could no longer support himself with his feet when he landed - his knees and ankles seemed to be cut by The person pushed a stack of playing cards, and with the whole person in an uproar, they fell loosely to the ground.

As soon as the manipulator landed, Renben reacted immediately; it walked up to the thin man in a few strides, even startling him. It stretched its neck, and with a snow-white head under a hat, it faced The manipulator on the ground not far away shook up and down.

"That one?" The thin man seemed to have finished communicating with it immediately, and his eyes lit up. "Is that the key to controlling the items on your body?"

Renben's head was still stretched straight out.

"Don't worry, how could I go back on what we agreed on?" The thin man smiled, staring straight at the manipulator on the ground, and said: "As soon as I get it, I will unlock the cage on you... …”

A human figure in a tree stretches its legs. The leg quickly grew longer, as if it was not restricted by skin and bones at all, and stepped all the way to the ground; with a hook of its toes, it picked up the manipulator and kicked it towards the thin man.

Qingjiuru only had time to see the manipulator draw an arc in mid-air.

Not to mention blocking him, he can't even stand up now.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he struggled twice but didn't get up. Several human figures were already pressing him firmly to the ground - one of them had a human figure on his head and feet with long brown hair. , The long hair was pressed across his neck, but the sides were like living earthworms, digging deeper into the earth. The hair seemed to squeeze and cut off every blood vessel and muscle fiber in his body.

Qingjiuru opened his mouth, but no air flowed into his chest. A heavy force was pressing on his chest, as if a truck had overturned and hit him; the rattling sternum seemed to be about to break and collapse into his body. Even if there was no long hair on his neck, it would never be possible. Send a little bit of air into your chest.

"I'll untie it for you right now..."

The thin man's voice seemed to come from far, far away. The humanoids were indifferent because they couldn't hear the joy and suppressed joy in the thin man's voice.

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How could it be possible to let people go free? Qingjiureu thought as he fell to the ground.

When he got the manipulator, the first thing he had to do was to remove the ability that could disable items; only in this way could he control the human nature through the clothes cage again and truly "own" the human nature.

...Only now.

It turns out that when facing great pain, his soul is like a prison escapee, UU Reading www. When uukｎshu.net was about to escape from the body, one of his legs was pinned down by the iron railing that was smashed down. The part that couldn't escape was torn apart by pain and nailed to the body; the other part seemed to be about to be torn apart by the wind and drift away.

In this case, he seemed to lose consciousness for a while, but also seemed not to. He didn't know if he had actually done something or if it was just a plan rehearsed in his mind.

He only knew that when his consciousness gradually gathered, became compact again, and illuminated his mind like a ray of light, the pain and pressure on his chest and neck had disappeared.

Qingjiu Liu's field of vision was still blurry for a while, and he couldn't see anything clearly; he finally struggled to turn over, and slowly climbed up on all fours - a brisk footsteps rushed to his side, Yuan Xiang Xi Zheng asked repeatedly: "Are you okay? How are you? Don't worry...Hey, I don't know what's going on, it seems like I'm obsessed..."

Kiyokuru blinked.

The snowflakes formed by pixels and colors fell one by one and returned to their places, re-forming the world.

Yuan Xiangxi has returned to normal, which is not surprising. Because not far away, a man wearing a hat and a suit was hugging another man tightly - no, I should say, another man.