Only dreams are silent again. Fiction.

Qingsi wants to say something more, but feels that there is nothing to say.

Can speaking here change the decision of the court? No.

Can he manage to change the actions of the court? also can not.

If he can change, he believes that the dream has already done so.

If there is something he can do to help, the dream will definitely come up.

However, the other party is only silent.

Nothing to say.

Nothing to do.

The sacrifice of more than three thousand lives is already a reservation that cannot be changed.

If you have to say something, there is still something to say. For example, how does this cruel thing work, whether it can lead to unexpected murder, and why Shengu knows this kind of top secret information, will the messenger organization target this? What to do and so on.

However, it was confirmed that the matter was so heavy that Qingsi did not want to ask any more.

No matter what you know, no matter what the insider is, it makes no sense for so many people who are scheduled to be sacrificed.

There are many people who will die.

And he can't do anything about it.

Can't save everyone, there will always be people who can't save themselves... Qingsi has long understood this. I have long thought of this, I have accepted this for a long time, but it is impossible to completely calm down so directly facing such a huge cruelty.

Really nothing can be done?

He really wants to ask for this.

But it doesn't make sense.

There is really nothing that can be done.

Don't think about it anymore.

I don't think much about it.

It is not my fault.

My strength is limited.

It is impossible to save everyone and so on.

People who can keep their attention are already very good...

......

"Qingsi brother, do you want to play together?"

I heard the voice of the little girl asking, and Qing Si Haoran returned to God.

It was discovered that I had returned to the house.

Say goodbye to Wei Meng, get off, go back to your own home... This process is like omitting it, no impression at all.

Ling Yang, who handed out the game controller, looked at him, and the maple dance next to him looked at him. He was worried about him who gave a heavy breath.

"Okay." Qingsi took the handle and barely smiled and moved to the TV to sit down.

On the TV screen, shouting "This street is guarded by me!" The four-headed suit explosion head man rushed to the group of cartoon style gangsters, with the fists that can become bigger and the explosive hair that would explode, violent offensive The gangsters flew around and made strange screams.

Then with the words "2p", the same card is ventilated in the four-headed body. The teenager wearing a windbreaker and holding a large wooden knife on the head of the aircraft joins the battlefield from the rear and shouts "I will create legends!" also rushed to the gangsters, waving The wooden knife and a bunch of cute chicks from the head of the plane attacked.

The battle scene is both intense and welcoming. It looks very easy to play, but the actual operation will find it unexpectedly difficult... Qingsi manipulated the aircraft head and hit the plane with a sudden anger, and the blonde rushed back and counterattacked and issued a "咕咕喔The strange cry flew up and hit the telephone pole, and then was beaten, beaten, kicked, thrown by other gangsters, and the blood was gone in half.

He saw the spirit slightly, and carefully operated, only to avoid the fierce slamming of the blonde, swaying the wooden knife and then retreating, then knocked over a vending machine and ate a roast chicken to fill the blood.

Roast chicken appears for the sale of hair?

The game is just that, this little detail doesn't have to be counted... If you really want to count it, there are a lot of places to spit.

I was still thinking about heavy things. At this time, I was suddenly divided into thoughts by this little thing. Qingsi felt a little bit like laughing.

It seems that thinking more than silence, doing something distracting is the correct solution.

After playing for a while, he thought of another thing.

"Lingyang, have you heard strange noises recently?"

"No." The little girl shook her head.

"That's good."

Ling Yang dreamed of hearing the strange situation, the last time it happened more than a week ago.

This is only the case once, and it has not happened again until now.

There are no other anomalies besides hearing the strange sounds, and you are involved in the Raiders field, and there is nothing to absorb the power of the fog. It does not seem to worry too much.

............ really not needed?

Qing Shi was upset at the moment.

Sacrificing the people to forcibly guide the realm of cherry blossoms, this plan is how to implement him. Although he did not ask, but he thought it might be similar to the blood wine ceremony.

The blood-staining ceremony sacrificed Yoshihara Yoshihara, and the spirit of the present world should also require the sacrifices of Yoshihara to be different from the nature of the same sacrificed people, as a ritual guide or a media and a constructor.

If this is the case, Ling Yang, who is similar to Yoshihara’s position, is still embarrassed and is likely to be a “suitable” candidate.

Will they be found by the court and then taken away?

Even if it is not, when the spiritual court guides the world of cherry blossoms, will they be affected?

Qingsi is worried about this.

There was a funny screaming sound, and the pilot of the plane he was manipulating in the TV screen was encircled to death.

"Qingsi brother, I am here to save you~" Lingyang maneuvered the explosive head man to flexibly avoid the enemy attack and rushed to the side of the aircraft boy, with the explosive head releasing the current on the latter, helping him to resurrect.

"Thank you..." Qingsi manipulated the aircraft's head to continue the battle, but the mind was no longer in the game.

Do you want to contact the dream immediately, then talk to her?

Maybe just thinking about it?

If you have to take care of it seriously, there are many possibilities for danger. It is impossible to ask one by one.

When I talked about it, if I calm down, I should be able to think of it... Really.

Think carefully and calmly, then be sure to call. Qingsi thought.

......

Humans have been making mistakes.

And it has been repeating the same mistakes.

The history of mankind is a boring storybook filled with ugly, ugly, boring, meaningless dross. Until now, until this moment, the same garbage is still produced in this second.

"It is too much to say this. After all, there are still many interesting things." There was a voice expressing opposition.

He has no intention of refuting this superficial objection because it does not make sense.

Always talking about funny and boring teenagers, their existence is a mistake in itself.

If it is not necessary, he will never have any communication with this "wrong", and even at the moment of seeing this kind of thing, he will kill it!

"I can finally be dispatched. You are very excited now, Luya Jun."

Shut up, don't call me that!

"Sorry, forget that you don't like this... What is your code name?"

One day I will kill you! !

"Don't look at me like this, it feels terrible, I just forgot it a little, wait a minute, I will think of it."

Kill you, kill you, kill everyone! ! The existence of mistakes, the human beings who made mistakes, the world that mistakenly gave birth to human beings... are meaningless.

What makes no sense is garbage.

The garbage should be removed.

And I am

"Scatter? Do you not, kidding, not this, oh, don't hit me, it hurts... I think of it! I really remembered, your code name is ‘virtual inflammation’!”

The emptiness of nothingness, the inflammation of the fire, the existence of emptiness and blazing, is a virtual inflammation.

He hates this name, so he can accept it, but it is because it is slightly better than his real name.

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