Infinite Differences

When Sifang Chuanchangpu saw the nameless passing by, he wanted to say hello to her, but in the end he didn't want to be ignored by the other party. Look again, behind her, she seemed to be chasing the eyebrows of an unknown thief. The man in Mouse limit had been talking to her and passed by.

Changpu was wondering who that person was, but soon, she had no chance to care about such a problem again.

She and her guards came to live and were surrounded by a group of old people in the carriage. This is not because these old men and old ladies want to rebel, but as the heirs of the Sifangchuan family, the current leader of the Iron City, Sifangchuan Changpu is in charge of all affairs on this Juncheng, and everything related to it must be approved by her. This is something that even the wealthy family elders who are not convinced by her can violate it.

However, they know how to instigate public opinion. The young successor of the Sifangchuan family obviously does not know how to use her power and rejection. She is always pushed back by speech.

"Master Changpu, please stop the car."

"We are holding a funeral and want to mourn the family!

"No matter how far away, the family won't be able to hear it."

The old man in his party had a tough attitude and a wise determination to crash and die in the car with a big discord.

At this time, the Junkrat, who had been chasing the nameless and had reached the end of the carriage, stopped, turned around and teased: "Then why do you want to ride this car? Stay in the Xianjin Post with your family and love each other. Is it all right?"

Then he made an action that imitated Kabane's action.

"You guy!"

The old people immediately glared at him, but Junkrat was completely worthy of the trash. He sneered and sneered. After looking back, Wuming had left him and walked away completely before sticking up like brown candy: "Anonymous sauce."

"You are so annoying, don't follow me!"

The voices of the two people drifted away, but Changpu couldn’t talk coldly or ignore them like they did. Just when those old people were speechless when you said a word to me, the flight attendant came to report that the water tank leaked completely. Can't hold it anymore, you must stop for repairs and refill the water.

"Then... stop, everyone will hold a funeral while the Iron Fortress is being repaired." Changpu made a compromise in his decision again.

Being forced to this point, even Changpu's guard, Laiji, couldn't see it. He was about to stand out for his master, but was stopped by Changpu's sleeve.

"Forget it, Lai Su, and I also want to mourn my father."

When she said that, Laisu was silent.

A group of people stopped the car after confirming that there was no Kabane's whereabouts nearby, and held a grand ceremony of comforting spirits. Needless to say, the loach would naturally join them. After all, among the people who died this time, there were some Few people she knows.

"Aren't you going?" She turned her head and asked Tang Cheng.

"Well," Tang Cheng responded to her with a melancholy smile, which was clearly a face with a story: "I am not used to such occasions."

Seeing his appearance, the loach stopped asking questions, and got out of the car with the children.

And Tang Cheng, who was left alone in the Iron Fortress, leaned on the sleeper. He had a foreboding that someone would come to him soon. After waiting long, he found a small head sneaking out of the next carriage. Come in.

Look at that gothic dress, it can only be Alia.

In fact, the two separated and not long ago, but when she saw Tang Cheng, Alia's eyes brightened, but the expression on her face still looked a little low, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

Fortunately, Tang Cheng didn't care about it at all. He took the initiative to break the silence, and beckoned to Alia to come to his side.

"What's wrong, lack of energy?"

With no other people around, Tang Cheng didn't have to pretend.

"Master." Alia came over and suddenly hugged Tang Cheng's waist and put her head on his chest.

"Huh?" Tang Cheng actually understood it in her heart. She was a little tired and scared, but this is something that all reincarnations must experience.

Such things as language are undoubtedly too pale in the face of true death and predicament. Only after experiencing those hardships and pains can they be transformed into experience.

Just like Ashu, he once won the script and had great confidence in his own strength. However, when he really faced danger and suffered a blow, his confidence collapsed, he was desperate, and eventually became even holding a weapon to fight. His courage also disappeared.Such a person, even if he was lucky enough to survive the script, his life as a reincarnation would end here.

Tang Cheng might be able to touch Alia’s head here and coax her to do a good job, but this is different from what Dong Ge did to A Shu before, so he would never say such petting words. Because the script is just about to start, if you lose your confidence here, then how to face the more violent squally showers, don’t forget, the protagonist in this script has been killed, and soon, he will enter More frantic runaway mode.

Instead, Tang Cheng's way of comforting is more personal: "What's wrong, are you thinking about my big eagle?"

"Yeah." Alia responded obediently, raising her head and looking at Tang Cheng idiotically: "Master, please hug me."

She longed for that embrace, longed for temperature, and missed the peace of mind that she could rely on.

Tangcheng naturally wouldn't refuse this kind of thing. He kissed Alia, went into her clothes, and played with her pocket-sized breasts.

After the two kissed deeply for a while, Alia was about to leaned her head towards Tang Cheng’s lower body, but was picked up by Tang Cheng and put it on the sleeper bed, asking her to support the wall with her hands: "Foreplay Forget it. I don’t know how long the ceremony will take. It’s better for us to go directly to the topic."

Next, the two people performed a gust of wind and rain in the empty carriage, thinking about when someone would suddenly come in. This feeling might be quite exciting.

Due to time and location constraints, the two of them couldn't really enjoy themselves, but even so, Tang Cheng still appeared in Alia's body twice.Her physical strength is very average, and her skill is not much to be praised, but she is born with an ecstasy of ecstasy, and it is too bad, otherwise she has been replaced by an ordinary man, and it is estimated that she has already been squeezed. Did it.

After the two were done, Alia still had a lot of reluctance in her eyes, but it was much better than the first one.

She didn't say that she wanted to stay by Tang Cheng's willful remarks, but held Tang Cheng for a longer time: "Just let me hold him again."

Tang Cheng's silence was a reply to such a lovely request.

After a while, when Alia heard the noise coming from outside, she was reluctant to stand up, and blinked a few eyes at Tangcheng: "I'll do my best."

"Well, come on."

In this way, Alia left before the others entered the carriage, and Tang Cheng subconsciously looked in another direction at the entrance of the carriage, and a shadow of half of her head flashed by.

Tang became this and stroked his chin.

?5.Chaos struck

After a while, I was in peace, until Wuming killed a mother who was transforming into a Kabane in a bonfire ceremony to comfort the spirits, and the atmosphere suddenly fell to the freezing point.

Although this is equivalent to doing a good deed for those people who have no power to restrain the chicken, when entangled with the guard, it also completely exposed her identity as Kabaneri, and was detained.

The plot of "The Iron City" has long since deviated from its original track. There is no protagonist as lubricant in the middle. The unnamed stubborn and uncomfortable character will only continue to sting the nerves of people around it like a sharp thorn. Another heroine, Sifang Chuanchangpu, tried his best to persuade her to keep her, but Changpu itself was shaken severely in this case.

Prior to this, although many things had happened, there was no opportunity for her to become firm and mature quickly. In the face of the continuous breeding of events and the pressure of public opinion, she had already felt exhausted and even had a retreat. It would be better for a capable person to act as a leader. Once such an idea takes root in the brain, it cannot be calmed down.

It should be said that the room leak happened to rain at night. In such a chaotic environment, the fire light used to comfort the soul still attracted the dead, but it was definitely not the kind of one they expected.

"Cabane is here!"

"Run away!"

Junkrat, who was confined as an accomplice with the nameless, looked at the frantic crowd and sneered: "This kind of garbage is really an eye-catcher, it's just dead clean.

He really enjoys being alone with the nameless. In his opinion, this is the most correct thing that gang of foolish idiots have ever done.

In his eyes, these guys are actually dispensable. It might be better if they die, but there are still a few guys who are responsible for driving and repairing steam locomotives. If not because he doesn’t know anything about machinery, maybe even those jobs. No personnel are needed.

He said so, obviously there is another reason, which is to please the nameless who is sulking in front of him.

Junkrat felt that sultry sister meant to stand in her perspective and say what she wanted to hear?