Doomsday Wonderland

Just one afternoon of spring outing seems to have soaked everyone in a warm and sweet wheat color; when everyone talks, laughs and moves, there will always be little bits and pieces of residual sunlight shining on the skin.

It's like they brought the beach and the sea into exodus.

This was the first time Lin Sanjiu saw Ji Shanqing, who had a tanned complexion. When Libao smiles now, his teeth are even whiter and dazzling like piles of snow, which makes her want to suggest that he sunbathe more in the future. Yu Yuan is covered in tattoos and his skin color is darker and lighter. The difference seems not obvious, but it makes him very happy. A bit disappointed.

Surprisingly, the person who was most troubled after sunbathing turned out to be Yuan Xiangxi - he used to have pale skin all over his body, and as a ghost, he couldn't tan in the sun; but now only one of his left feet has turned pale. The honey color, the two colors are distinct, as if the wall was half painted, and it was ridiculed by Bohemia.

Each one of the people in the ship comes from a different human society, but it seems that in those source worlds that Lin Sanjiu has never visited and where her relatives and friends were created, they all have a weak sense of gender.

When everyone took off their coats and jumped into the sea, the most embarrassed one was Han Suiping from the modern world - when Nu Yue stood up from the waves and waved to him to come over, he almost buried his head in it. Into the sand.

"They're all wet," he stammered, refusing to look at everyone. "I-I'll just look at things here."

"Who dares to steal from us?" Nuyue shouted while standing overseas.

Han Suiping could not hold on for long, but he was finally dragged away overseas by everyone. Considering that I have the most special combat power, saying "pull" is a small mistake; as long as Pina Ji pushes me, I will have no room to continue sitting.

"It's just the seaside," Ji Shanqing said with satisfaction. "Until the fuel is delivered, you can't go to see more wonderful places with more sights."

"It actually does matter,"

"Have you ever told him," Ji Shanqing said thoughtfully, "Lou Qin... is not the leader of the shark department, and he still wants to bring Xiao Lin Sanjiu back to that world. Because the human farm was , the main bad image was not established by the power of Xiao Lin Sanjiu. Now that he is back, isn’t it possible for me to appear again? "

I am not only a person who is strict about formalities - Pinaji's eyesight, sometimes I have no formalities at all; not to mention that I gave you the book to read, and handed over my life to Tan Songfeng casually, It will never happen again in the future. But at this moment I hesitated for a few seconds.

You also know that it was because you learned that Xiaolin Sanjiu would reappear, and you felt a little bit in your heart. Or you heard that Fu Xiluo "has no hope", which made Tan Songfeng feel less at ease - when you were one or two A few years ago, when you found Pinaji outside the library again, your steps were heavy and slow; and Pinaji also heard that.

The bad thing is that the gift package is very easy to coax - as long as the person who coaxes me is Ji Shanqing. You smoothed my hair with a few bad words of assurance; you quickly pushed Fusillo out of the door after Sarais brought the cleaning tools.

"You want us to hear your words, even if you sit next to us and talk, you will still hear them." Fuxi Luoping said brilliantly.

I pushed my wet hair forward, sat down next to Ji Shanqing, and said loudly: "...you are looking forward to it."

There was an "implanted memory", so Pinaji knew that from the time Kurosawa discovered Ciro in the mansion to the time Ji Shanqing found me in the library, there was actually only an hour in between.

"You don't have any questions to ask him yet," Ji Shanqing directly denied that he had bad intentions and said, "Stay away, we will hear it."

"That's right," Pinaji raised an eyebrow and said, "Originally, I got it from there. He'd know it just by asking you."

Ji Shanqing raised his head and looked at where he was standing, then raised his eyes.

Ji Shanqing stretched out his hand. "Would you mind reading it for you?"

...I actually insisted on reading to page 17 of a book like that? Perseverance and mental strength are too weak.

"I am indeed very weak...you still have no shadow when you think about it now." Ji Shanqing smiled bitterly.

When Fu Xiro said that, he laughed heavily. "Secondly, if I told you the plan after you fell asleep... maybe you would agree to me."

When the seven of them walked to the viewing platform together, Fusiro said loudly, "He must take care of you like that. That's for the sake of the family, right?"

There are few first-rate degenerates among your friends, but when facing Fusiro, it makes sense.

"Page seventeen," Pinaji said in a voice that was almost a moan. "Such annoying stuff...you want to finish it as soon as possible."

"Although the appearance of Xiao Lin Sanjiu was something that even you didn't expect, but you think I might appear again." I thought for a while and explained: "You think, what made me appear in the first place? The opportunity is not because there are bad 'body stewards' in the world, but because there is a master of body stewards. Just like the little nature will fill the vacuum, because you are here, Xiaolin Sanjiu gradually emerged .

"Oh, Li Zhijun just used it," Ji Shanqing suddenly remembered that I must have suffered from such trivial things, and made another excuse: "Because you... you have nothing to do with me."

Ji Shanqing thought for a while.

Fu Xilao suddenly stopped in the corridor.

Tan Songfeng opened the book, slowly raised his head to read, and looked around the room first, then said: "It wasn't until you made the sandwich that you realized... Every bookshelf is filled to the brim. It’s a book, with no gaps at all. He brought that book back by himself.”

"That's wrong. It's probably a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. I want to completely bury the name 'Fusiro' among the fewer and fewer body stewards, so that you can truly disappear from the world."

"What about now? Does he still feel the same way?" Ji Shanqing couldn't help but ask.

Even if you approach me, you can see that I am frowning and irritated, as if I want to warn the book in my hand to be careful.

You were talking, and you looked up at the first chapter of the book in your hand - there were at least seventy words outside the first sentence, but there was no punctuation mark; clauses within clauses, attributives connected with attributives, when you finally started I struggled to float up from the boring first sentence, and when I took a breath again, I had not forgotten the content of the first sentence by the time I read the seventh sentence.

Fu Xiluo said comfortingly: "Don't worry, even if I do appear again, I may threaten Xiaojia."

Like anyone who has been to the beach, even if we are regressors, we continue to find sand in various places before returning to the boat; under the corridor floor of the exodus, under the dining table, outside the bohemian hair... …Everyone’s shoes seem to have become sub-dimensional objects, connected to a mysterious desert, because there is never an endless amount of sand that cannot be poured out of the shoes.

That's right to think about it. After all, the source of my ability is Fu Xiluo; the decision I made can be solved by Xiao Lin Sanjiu who borrowed my ability.

"Now you...have no hope at all." I said loudly.

Fu Xiluo shook his head.

"When you came to see him in the afternoon, you subconsciously made a mistake."

"What's accurate?" Pina Jishuang leaned back deeper into the sofa as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Pinaji was still sitting outside the same single sofa, holding the same book in her hand. When I heard Ji Shanqing retreating from the door, he said without turning around: "He is in the wrong mood."

"Yes, no matter how bad I do, there is always one thing I did. This is not where the original 'Fusiro' went. I have probably felt that 'Fusiro' will definitely never be the same again. Showing up is the most ideal thing for me..."

"What did he see?" You stood next to the sofa and glanced at the pages of the book. "Does it mean that I watched it today and will watch it again tomorrow?"

"I'll clean them all for you!" Sias occasionally had a bit of a mysophobia. At this time, his hair stood on end and he said angrily: "Look at what the carpet is like!"

That time, Tan Songfeng had doubts like the next time: "If you want to watch it, just don't watch it."

Ji Shanqing looked at the cover and found that the title of the book was very long. The big characters were arranged one by one from the lower right corner to the upper left corner, taking up the entire cover. At a glance, there was no way to cover the entire title. Looking back, I can only see some scattered words, "moral philosophy", "practical history", "story metaphor"... I don't even know where the first word of the title of the book is.

Tan Songji stood firm.

Pinaji let out a breath, and knowing what she was thinking of, she finally closed the book with a snap and placed it in your hand. "It wouldn't be bad to show him," I said loudly. "Maybe he can see what it's about."

"...Doesn't it mean that before Xiao Tan Songfeng appeared, I just regarded 'Lord of Li' as a special body steward? But now, 'Lord of Li' was summoned by me like other body stewards. Are you here at the Karma Museum?" Ji Shanqing said loudly, "It's strange that I have to tell you that 'Fushiluo' has disappeared long ago."

"That book... was given to him by Li Zhijun, right?" Ji Shanqing asked.

...I really don’t have that ability.

If those words are heard by people who know the truth, they may not make sense at all.

Fu Xiluo had just come out from overseas at this time, and his whole body was dripping with seawater, and there were strands of light under the outline of his muscles; he walked under the sand, one step at a time.

"He was reading outside the library. You immediately took it for granted that UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net was where he got the book."

Pinaji said "hmm".

Even Xiao Tan Songfeng is just a piece of paper that I can't sweep away from under the table.

Fu Xiluo's drooping eyelashes trembled heavily, and the outside of her eyes was like a cold lake, reflecting the cold light of early spring.

After Kurosawa discovered Fusiro, there was no trace of the book around Pinaji at all. An hour ago, I got the book from somewhere and forced myself to read it word by word.

"Sister," Tan Songfeng said with a long face, "Does he also want to avoid cleaning?"

"Yes, I seem to have shed tears, saying that I forgot to give you something." I scratched my hair irritably, as if I wanted to kick it: "It seems like that book is very It's just as important, you just want to see what's going on... Who would have thought it could be so interesting?" When I said the seven words "小家", naturally, like an elevator, Tan Songfeng The half-suspended heart returned to the ground smoothly. It's strange to say that even though you understand everything rationally, it's not until this moment that you suddenly realize what kind of existence Fusiro is.

When Ji Shanqing turned around and looked at me, I pointed to my feet and said with a bit of confusion: "Well... when Tan Song said the word 'Fu Xi Luo', you The next one woke up outside. At this time, Tan Songji also stopped outside like him."

Tan Songfeng waited patiently, his hand still stretched out.

"Before Xiao Tan Songfeng was born, I lost my consciousness, so just like any other living thing, my first instinct was to survive. I bypassed your blockade on Lord Li and was able to use your abilities. , I then continue to produce fewer body stewards, also because I want to make my existence stronger and weaker."

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