Holy beast

Uh. . . . Behind. . . My day. . . At this moment. . . . I felt that a black shadow behind him was rushing over. . . I just wanted to break. . . but. . . There was a pale face in front of him. . . .

"Ah .... Mom ....!" Scared me. . . Cell. . . But this time. . . I wanted to break again. . . . The paled face tongue in front of me suddenly stretched out. . . I went up to me. . . . !

Uh. . . . My day. . . . I haven't seen such a monster yet. . . . Is this not a legendary hanging ghost? Hey. . . Extremely cold. . . . When I thought of this name, I felt a cold feeling all over the body. . . . . !

"I am dead, it is very miserable .....!" Hey. . . . Suddenly heard this kind of virtual sound. . . Sound from my follow. . . My day. . . . It is really hanging to hang. . . . . !

"Brush brush ....!" The opposite face was pale. . . The red tongue has been extended. . . Taking advantage of me is not prepared. . . . I got my body at once. . . Uh. . . My day. . . . When did I have eaten such a loss. . . . !

"-73727!"

"-27363!"

"-36263!"

A variety of injuries have floated from my body. . . . Uh. . . ***. . . . I don't seem to be so good. . . There is no feeling of pain on your body. . . . There was a harmful number. . . ***. . . It's really a speechless. . . . !

Stretch it to go to the red tongue. . . but. . When my hand touches the waist, I want to take my tongue. . . I instantly understand. . . . Why do I have a harmful number. . . . !

***. . . Just on the top of the tongue. . . It is full of densely lanterns. . . I have already drilled my skin. . . . Now I want to dodge. . . It is impossible. . . . !

"....!" My reaction is not slow. . . Quickly extract Xuanyuanjian. . . The tongue towards the red tongue is a bit. . . . !

"Ah .....!" The hanging ghost next to the opposite is called. . . . Uh. . . ***. . . . How can it be like this? What happened?

I looked at the hanging ghost that has been escaped. . . . Some can't believe in the Xuanyuan sword in my hand. . At the same time, I thought of the private letter to the purple moon. . . . ***. . . . What is this? How can this girl know something behind?

" ....!". . . This sound appeared again after my body. . . . The feeling of a headsum numbness makes me almost squat. . . ***. . . . What is this exactly? . . There is such an inexplicable thing. . . *** Silent no longer explains what it is. . . . Now I want a truthful war. . . . !

This is obviously what it is. . . . ***. . . . I really don't know if the old blacksmith's master is full of support. . . I came to this place. . . That is a life of nine deaths. . . . I still let me come. . . ***. . . . . Go back and then calculate. . . . !

At this point in front of me. . . It seems that there is a small creek. . . ***. . . . I haven't yet been there. . . . Now this creek seems to appear in air. . . ***. . . Speechless. . . I can't say anything else. . . . . !

I slowly walked over the past. . . .? At this time. . . I suddenly shock in my heart. . . ***. . . . I am not visible at the foot of the feet now. . . How can you see the so far a small creek? ***. . . . what 's wrong?

I looked at the four-week. . . The five lines of freedom were also protected from the extreme. . . ***. . . . I'd like to see. . . He is living here. . . . . !

Xiaoxi is in front of me. . . . I have tested outstretched. . . I took a step. . . Is a solid ground is right. . . ***. . . . . In front of the small stream. . . . !

I have walked five steps at this time. . . In my opinion. . . There is a creek, the fog will be relatively weak. . . . Because the flow of streams will flow. . . Also in terms of indirectity. . . . !

But when I saw a small stream at the foot. . . . I am frightened and faint. . . . Head. . . Blood. . . . My day. . . What is this world? . . . !

Just opposite the creek. . . There are more than a few thousand, tens of thousand bloody people are placed there. . . The dead eyes stared at me. . . and. . . Creek at my feet. . . What is the creek? . . It is a bloody water. . . My day. . . . 1

When you see this horrific scene. . . I was scared. . . . and. . . A strong bloody gas appears in my senses. . . . ***. . . . Shock. . . . vomit. . . . !

"Vomiting vomiting ..." I can't help but I can't help it. . . . The opening spit out a pile of vomit. . . . !

Uh. . . . When I opened my eyes, I was ready to relieve it. . . The miracle happened. . . . The things I have just spit have become a only black bug. . . . !

"Ah .... I am ...!" I reached out and wiped a face. . . It is a black bug. . . It seems that I am wiped by me. . . Disgusting. . . . !

My goodness. . . What is this? ***. . . . in my memory. . . The 18th floor hell is not so horrible. . . . It is not horrible here or already. . . Because it is full of blood, mystery. . . Strange. . . . !

***. . . . Illusion. . . This is certain of some kind of illusion. . . . . impossible. . . . focus. . . focus. . . . !

My current nerves have been completely confused. . . . Don't say that it is now completely concentrated spirit. . . Even if you want to get a skill, you will make it. . . . ***. . . . This *** can't come over. . . . !,

I didn't want to stay in this place. . . . The transient is started directly. . . I want to leave. . . . but. . . When I start the instantaneous moment. . . I heard the system's tone. . . . !

", System prompt: enter unpredictive map, can not use transient!"

Uh. . . . Unprecedented map. . . ***. . . . This map I would rather. . . . My day. . . . Game designer. . . My fuck greets your family. . . ***. . . . Is this a place to stay? What is this place to design?

I don't want to stay here again. . . . and so. . . It directly launched the wings behind the blood behind. . . . how did it get here. . . How can I go back to always. . . . !

"Hey, system prompt: Blood wings can not be used under this map ...!"

Uh. . . . My day. . . . This cannot be used, that can't be used. . . . This *** also will not let people live. . . . !

I don't dare to call now. . . I know that I am screaming. . . What will happen? . . . In case of a few drowners. . . . Or what a woman is distributed. . . I am not miserable. . . . !

People. . . In fact, this is the case. . . . There is this experience. . . The more you control yourself. . . The brain is biased to the direction of this direction. . . Think of some other things. . . . There is no way to attack at all. . . ***. . . . This is what I am now. . . . !

"Help ....!" I am helpless. . . . I can only give me a few good friends to send a saver. . . ***. . . . . I am truly realizing another side of this game. . . . . !

Waited half. . . Nothing at all. . . Even a reply is not. . . . . ***. . . . . Do these people are all underline? It is impossible. . . . My day. . . . what's wrong with me?

"You are dead ....!" Be behind me. . . A woman's voice is cold, there is no dare to say. . . . !

what. . . . . I quickly jumped. . . . Look back. . . My day. . . It is really what is afraid of what. . . . Be behind me. . . It is a white dress. . . . . The hair exuded girl /. . . The body is suspended. . . . Just staring at me with a pair of empty eyes. . . . !

***. . . . I have never encountered this situation. . . . It is really what is afraid of what. . . Female ghost. . . ***. . . . I fight. . . . . !

Think of this. . . I bite my teeth. . . Eyes are closed. . . . Dare to see it again. . . . After all, the fog here is too strong. . . . . . . Can't see everything around it. . . This kind of hazy effect makes my liver and gentle. . . . . !

"Hey ....!" The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand smashed the girl in front of the ladle. . . . Send a sound like Xuanyuan Sword chopping watermelon. . . . !

" ... ....!" A voiced blood passed into my ears from the voice of the girl. . . . Uh. . . . I don't dare to open my eyes now. . . . ***. . . . . I am now crazy now. . . . . !

" ... ....!" I got a lot of breath. . . ***. . . This moment. . . I want to use Xuanyuanjian to wipe my neck. . . . Even if it hangs a level. . . I don't come like this. . . . . !

" ....!" Hey. . . . My mother. . . . The female ghost in front of the face did not die. . . . It seems to be very happy. . . I laughed with my sinister. . . . !

This kind of sound is simply a torment. . . . I can not stand it any more. . . . brush. . . . Xuanyuan Sword racks in my own neck. . . ***. . . . My first suicide is here. . . . . !

"Hey ...!" With a sound. . . . Xuanyuan Sword has already made my neck. . . . . Blood also left out. . . . !