Thriller Paradise

April 21, morning.

The final of the s3 one day ago is still vivid.

After the brothers defeated the ghosts, even the [order] those who had been killed, the emotional must have been affected, coupled with the "artifact restraint" factor ... although they in the next few battles There is also a lack of eye-catching performance, but the final result is as predicted by the dream of Zen... [order] difficult enemy [hell front line], missed the championship.

[Hell Frontline] This non-professional team, under the two different systems of s2 and s3, achieved two consecutive championships, and the limelight was no different.

However, in the interview after the game, as the captain and spokesperson, most of the credit for the championship was attributed to the sturdy body, and they said that the whole team is a casual player who hugs the thigh.

This kind of rhetoric, and the consistent sorrowful performance of the singer...the contrast makes people really guess what he is thinking.

Of course, if you can't guess it, you can't guess it.

The various discussions about the game and the review of the entire peak s3 will obviously continue for quite some time. However, for the sake of sealing, those are not what he cares about.

What he is interested in now is - derivatives, thriller, destiny... What are the things that have lost value to the gods and devils, and where will they go in the future?

Pong -

At 8 o'clock in the morning, I felt that I was sitting at the table and eating soy milk fritters. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

It is said that it is a knock on the door. In fact, it is more appropriate to use "shooting the door" or "trick".

The person outside the door is obviously very anxious. The frequency and speed of the door flapping are very fast. To be like a metaphor... it is like the kind of person who endures the limit outside the compartment of a public toilet.

"Well?" When I stood up, I was already confused and said, "I am not right..."

It’s really not right. The building where he lives is a well-established access control system and walkie-talkie. It is reasonable to say that few people will knock directly at the door.

"Who?" When Jing Ge was moving toward the gate, he had raised the question and asked.

"It's me!" Outside the door, there was a girl's voice.

This voice, I heard it, was not heard. Although he was not familiar with the other party, he immediately responded to who was outside the door.

Two seconds later, I felt that I had walked behind the door and looked out through the cat's eyes... Sure enough, standing at his door was a 13-year-old girl in a school uniform.

The girl’s home is on the 12th floor of the building. Since it is a high-rise tenant, she naturally met her and her parents when they took the elevator. They belonged to “can’t say anything, and can’t name each other’s name. (In fact, I feel that my brother has called the other person’s name because he has investigated all of his neighbors and knows every household in the community. The other person also calls the name of the brother, because the brother is now famous, and because of the police station. And the publicity of the neighborhood committee has a certain degree of visibility... Of course, the two sides have never personally introduced themselves to each other), but because of their neighbors, they feel a little bit nodded.

咔——

I didn't think much about it. When I closed it, I opened the door and said, "What happened?"

The reason why this question is asked is because he has made a series of reasoning analysis on the situation in front of his mind. He felt that a child suddenly knocked on the door of a neighbor who had almost no contact with him. It was probably because of any unexpected situation in the family... for example, the elders had an emergency, a fire at home, or other emergency accidents. Wait, because she couldn't cope with this situation, she went to the nearest adult.

However, the girl’s next reaction, but the seal was not surprised.

"It's me! It's me!" She actually stepped forward and grabbed the sorrow of her brother, and said the sentence twice again in a tone that was obviously inconsistent with her age.

This kind of abnormal performance made Fringe frown: "You are..."

"I... I am..." The girl undoubtedly wanted to answer this question, but her words went to the lips, but she did not say it... or said, "I can't say it"; and, at the moment, her nephew... It also made a very strange noise like electronic sound.

"Who? What happened?" At this time, if the rain came out of the living room, he came to the side of the body.

"I...can't...tell you...that...some..." Every word spit in the girl's mouth was separated by noise, and listening to her was like talking to a poorly-sounding radio. "She ...not allowed...she...will...come..."

In the process of speaking, her hands are always holding on to the clothes of the brothers, as if they are afraid that the other party will disappear from the front.

"No...time..." she said, and she raised her other hand again.

That second, there was a white streamer on the palm of her spread, just like the equipment in the game world of "Thriller Paradise", the white light quickly condensed into a long, bare, Forked branches.

"Custody...good...only...it...just...stop...life..." In the girl's next words, the noise was getting more and more, and the words were almost inaudible.

She shuddered and stuffed the branches of her hands into the hands of the buddy, and then, in her eyes, a dazzling white light broke out...

The flash lasted for about three seconds, and then the girl was soft and fell forward.

At this time, it was still the rain of the trainer's eyes, and before the girl fell to the ground, she swooped forward and hugged her.

"Hey, are you okay? Hey?" If the rain looked at the girl in her arms, she hurriedly called the other party a few times; obviously, unlike the buddy, if the rain had some communication with the little girl, she directly Just called the other person's name.

"This is not the right thing..." At this moment, I couldn’t help but stare at the branch in my hand, and thoughtfully sank, then he looked at the rain, "...first lift her to the sofa. Lying down there, this may be very serious, we have to contact your grandfather quickly..."

He hadn't finished talking yet. If the rain had already picked up the girl, he went to the sofa. After the brothers let her pass, they closed the door and went straight to the table, ready to take the phone.

Just when I picked up the phone and pressed the dial button, suddenly...

"噗" a strange noise, coming from outside his sight.

This voice, deja vu... In the game world, he has heard this voice countless times - the flesh and blood is running through.

"Hah...hey..." Then there were two painful lows.

At this moment, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit whispering.

When the chest was pierced and the rain that had fallen into the pool of blood entered his sight, a feeling that he had not visited him for a long time, came back.

At this time, the girl who had just fainted, standing in front of Ruoyu with a cold face, looked down at her **** hands.

After the breath, she seemed to feel the gaze of the unconscious, looked up, looked at the geek, and quickly focused her attention on the branch in the hands of the buddy, saying: "It seems that she is still coming earlier than me. A step..." She paused. "It’s good, it saves me a lot."

She said, if it crossed the rain on the ground, it would approach the seal: "Give me something in your hand, I can let you..."

Her words were not finished, because when she said this, the floor was dying, and she reached out and grabbed her ankle.

"Go..." If the face of the rain is close to the ground that has been dyed by her own blood, although she has been unable to raise her head, she has tried her best to "walk" and apparently said The seal of a few meters is not heard.

"I will give you something, you will save her!" I couldn't help but look at each other with cold eyes. In his trembling voice, he suppressed despair and anger.

"You are not qualified to bargain with me." The girl said, lifted her right leg and easily got rid of the rain, and then quickly rushed to the seal.

He felt that the knife on the table was ready to fight with the other party, but he soon discovered that it was futile...

The giant force that came from the wrist instantly made him realize that he had no chance of winning, but he still resisted his hand and was broken.

The girl took the branch from his hand and turned and walked away. The speed of his action was the same as the power she showed... It was not the level that humans could achieve.

"Hah...ha..." Strongly endured the pain from the wrist, and I couldn’t help but breathe and stumbled to the rain.

He rolled up to her side and hugged her with the uninjured arm.

She still has breathing, but she has been unable to maintain it for too long.

"It's okay... just the phone has been passed, the people of the Nine Branch will arrive soon! Hold on!" Feng Jie felt her in his arms. At this moment, his body is still shaking, but if it rains, it is no longer How did you move?

"I..." If the rain seemed to say something, but she spit out the first word, she knew that she could no longer say more than one syllable.

Even the blood of her wounds is no longer flowing.

If the rain uses the last strength, and the hand that seals her hand is closed, her aunts have never been as affectionate as this moment. If she can, she really hopes to tell her with her eyes that her seal has already been solved. .

But after all, the light in her eyes dimmed...

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

When the ancient dust personally led the team into the house, if the chest of the rain no longer undulates, the body temperature is gradually subsiding.

Still not sitting on the ground, holding her in her arms, she did not move.

His eyes are also like death.

"Is she still saved?" This is the first sentence that I said after I saw the old dust.

The ancient dust looked at the dead body for a few seconds, then shook his head.

The seal was unspeakable, silenced for a moment, and slowly let go of the rain.

He stood up and walked over to the dust and extended his injured hand: "Heal me."

He did not ask the other party "can cure him", but directly asked for it.

"What are you doing?" The old dust did not wander, and he asked if he grabbed the wrist that he did not feel.

"Go to the dream company to take a trip." Feng did not feel back.

"How are you going to get there?" asked the old dust.

"Oh..." At this moment, Feng suddenly laughed, his smile... Unprecedented madness, "I don't know... This is interesting, isn't it?"