Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

When Xiao Luo opened his eyes again, he found that he was no longer in the hut, and the surrounding area became a small forest.

Xiao Luo felt a little itchy buttocks, raised one side and scratched out a small bug, not a common bug, the most conspicuous thing in his whole body was the light-reflecting fangs in his mouth.

Shocked, Xiao Luo hurriedly jumped up and down to shake off the bugs. Special Operations Group

Then Xiao Luo paused step by step and walked in the direction of the sun. Along the way, only the sounds of insects and birds, the sound of wind and the sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves, Xiao Luo became irritated little by little.

He pulled a leaf at random and twisted it in his hand. Xiao Luo didn't notice that the cell sap of the leaf was covered with his hand, and the little bugs that had followed him retreated three meters away, trying to get closer. But he didn't dare to get close.

Xiao Luo gradually opened up in front of him, and a clear space appeared, and a simple cabin stayed there quietly. The small wooden door was ajar, swaying slightly with the wind, as if it was inviting guests from afar.

Xiao Luo approached and knocked gently on the door. There was no movement in the room. Xiao Luo increased his strength and knocked twice. There was a sound of coughing in the room, as if he had just woke up, "Who? Wait a minute."

Then there was the sound of rustling, and then the sound of footsteps, the sound was heavy, and sometimes mixed with the sound of the soles of the shoes.

The door slowly opened, and what Xiao Luo saw directly was the appearance of the house, a small wooden bed, a low table, two bows, a quiver and three arrows inside.

Jusen raised his head and said, "Where do you look? I am here."

Xiao Luo lowered his head, his pupils shrunk, and he was startled by this face.

Xiao Luo trembled and said, "Sensen, why are you here?"

Jusen squinted to meet the light, barely saw the silhouette of the opposite person, and suddenly said: "So it's Xiaoluo, where can I be if I'm not here? Hell or heaven?"

With sadness in Jusen's eyes, Jusen paced slowly to the low table, picked up his glasses and wiped them, then put the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his temples in his hands, then climbed onto the bed and sat down.

"come in."

Xiao Luo stood at the door for a long time without moving, he didn't know what to do or say.

Jusen's expression was calm, and the combination of the vicissitudes of life in his eyes and the one-meter-high body was extremely strange.

Jusen said, "Come here."

Xiao Luo moved slowly in front of Jusen and sat cross-legged on the ground. The two of them could just look directly into each other's eyes.

"Why wouldn't you let yourself go?"

Jusen's plain questioning made Xiao Luo's tears instantly cover his cheeks.

It is nothing more than an old-fashioned story. A pair of good friends who grew up together lost his life because of the mistakes made by the two stubborn, ignorant, and ignorant. The other survived suffered double the pain and his parents were disappointed. The look in his eyes, the unconscious rebuke of the other's family, the isolation of the people around...

Xiao Luo has poems, wine and friends, mourning poems, sorrowful wine, dead friends...

"My parents, my brothers and sisters, they would have better lives without me. Your parents... will also be in a better mood."

Jusen's eyes moved slightly, and he repeated, "Why didn't you let yourself go?"

Xiao Luoye used to be very, not afraid of heaven and earth, and dared to do everything. The current Xiao Luo is afraid of this and that, because the Buddha is very, and he will not survive unless he is a Buddha.

Xiao Luo lowered his head, he didn't know why, he only knew that he couldn't let go, and could never let go.