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Su Kuiyun raised his hand lightly and withdrew his silk thread. Qin Shizi fell to the ground and rolled two times. He came into close contact with the cold, **** things on the ground.

He screamed and climbed up quickly.

Except for one person who was gone, all the others were tied to the ground and were all alive. Naturally, I also witnessed the scene of Fang Cai's chilling out of his bones. He digs his heart freehand. He has never seen it in reality except in the movie horror movie!

They looked at Qin Shih, shaking their heads in fear.

Qin Shi 14 sneered, climbed up and kicked him fiercely, "Mr. Master, a lot of people, let go of you, I didn't expect that this year is really impatient, and you caught up to die? Didn't you think about it before you came, Mr. has walked too many teenagers on this path. Since he can sit firmly in the position of the dragon head, he can't be pulled down by the younger generation! "

really--

Since he is not dead, then, this group of people, he will not let go.

A few steps to the edge of the cliff, he glanced down at the probe, and there was a black mist in the endless abyss, and there was a breath of air faintly, as if there were countless sounds hypnotizing his brain, telling him: jump down, Jump down--

He shook his head violently and left quickly. At the moment when a group of people begged for mercy, they dumped them like dumplings like the following.

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On the precipice of the cliff, the remaining five cars stopped silently in the dark, and their owners could never come back.

This is a deserted and dead mountain. Since many strange accidents have occurred, it has been sealed, and it is not necessary to see the sky for decades. The one who secretly came here, besides the fierce and fierce people, is a racer who looks at life like a mustard and pursues excitement.

The bright black Land Rover galloped down the mountain all the way, and soon disappeared.

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Late autumn passed in a blink of an eye, and it was early winter. Ling Xian's cold wind scraped the face like a knife, as if he could cut off a piece of meat.

This year's snow was exceptionally early, the magnificent old house over the sky, the melodious drifting white snow-like snowflakes. The thin snow was dissolved by the air in the air, and fell into water.

A shallow layer of snow flocculates on the plum blossoms that initially bloomed outside the window. The red petals and pale yellow stamens are gorgeous in pale winter.

Through the half-open carved window, you can hear the sound of the piano.

Indoor, study.

Qin Yu leaned against the soft slump, and his distinct fingers slowly tapped on the side table, following the sound of Guzheng. The other hand casually held a volume of books and glanced at them from time to time.

By the window, Su Kui's long black hair gathered behind his head and was loosely tied. Snow white silk gown, the neckline is a retro button design, her eyebrows are drooping, her style is calm and calm. Slender fingers lazily arbitrarily plucked the strings, and a string of pleasant sounds pour out from the fingertips.

On the table case, sandalwood curled up and fluttered in the study, wrapped in the fragrance of logs, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The two did not talk, and each was doing what was in their own hands, but it seemed as if they were born with a tacit understanding.

"Yin Luo." The faint words just fell, and a cup of white steaming tea had been handed over.

He raised his eyes and took it. The green leaves of the teacup floated one by one. He blew gently, and then gathered together in accordance with the current. Sighed slightly, his lips and teeth were fragrant.