Luo Binhan avoided it at the critical moment. He still felt that the world was being cut in two by a paper knife like an oil painting, but this time he forced himself to fall back to the normal side.
He rolled onto the icing sugar and inhaled a bit of the choking powdered sugar in his nose. Then the gravity reversed, and half of the candy world turned into the sky. He once again fell involuntarily into the dark abyss below, until the black cat let out a shrill roar, and a layer of shadow supported him, turning into a shadow that was hit by him. Bits and pieces of cookie tiles.
Luo Binhan got up dizzy and grabbed his scimitar tightly.
"This is a bit outrageous," he said to the black cat.
"I told you that you should go back to the ship." Black Cat replied coldly. It looked to be in a very bad condition, its jet-black fur was messy and loose, and Luo Binhan even caught a glimpse of a gray hair that appeared out of nowhere.
"You can handle him" he confirmed to Chat Noir.
"Tear it down and I'll repair it. On a wall I didn't build." Black Cat said, "Who do you think has it easier?"
"He can only cut open the dream, right? If we're not in the dream, he can't do that."
"That's true. But if you and I weren't hiding in dreams, he could tear you apart with one hand."
Luo Binhan had to admit that the current situation was very bad. He was determined to fight the murderer to the end, but he didn't expect to have to face this situation. When Zhou Wenxing stretched out five fingers, he had to shout: "Cancel your dream."
The full moon in the sky suddenly went out, as if it had never existed. The dense mist in the distance disappeared, and Luo Binhan was suddenly able to clearly see the lights of the farthest Bingtang Tower. He took a breath of relief and was gradually able to tell the difference between dreams and reality.
But now is not the time to be happy. Of course he knows. He had drank red spring water, but unfortunately it didn't seem to be enough to offset the physical advantages of the human-wolf species. Zhou Wenxing didn't even transform. Maybe that was just because Zhou Wenxing was a special human-wolf.
He rushed forward. The machete cut into Zhou Wenxing's chest. This time he lowered his requirements, he didn't need to cause any fatal injuries, he just needed to let the opponent get exposed to the flames of the scimitar. Zhou Wenxing slid away nimbly, moving around him like a fox trot. Luo Binhan didn't feel that he was much slower than him, but he couldn't catch him no matter what.
"It's a matter of technique." Zhou Wenxing explained to him, "Your control of your body is too weak. Of course, you can't hit me."
"Really?" Luo Binhan said. He put his left hand into his pocket while Zhou Wenxing was on his right side, and found a hard glass ball on his fingertips. He buttoned it in his pocket, stared into Zhou Wenxing's eyes and popped it out. Then he held the knife and rushed to the gap on Zhou Wenxing's left, trying to make the opponent take the initiative to dodge.
That almost actually worked. He could see that Zhou Wenxing was not guarded against his move at all. The hit ball rushed towards the target like a bullet, only half a centimeter away from the opponent's eyes at most. However, Zhou Wenxing did not try to dodge. He just reached out to catch the marble and continued to stay away from the flames of the scimitar.
He jumped two steps away, glanced at the thing in his palm while dodging the scimitar, and then smiled helplessly at Luo Binhan.
"Isn't this a little childish?" he asked troubledly, "The Xuanhong Jade is given to you."
"Shut up." Luo Binhan waved his machete and said, "I won't allow you to slander the young master's character. Believe it or not, I will sue you for spreading rumors."
"Just questioning it a little bit."
"Is it your turn to question? Do you understand him? If I don't understand him, can you comment on him?"
Zhou Wenxing paused, as if thinking about whether what Luo Binhan said was indeed meaningful. At that moment, Luo Binhan began to feel that the other person might be one of the most honest people he had ever seen in his life, at least not on the Internet in his hometown. In return, he reached into the inside of the coat again, past the scabbard of the scimitar, and felt a thick sandwich on the back near the hem. It's about the size of a brick and is attached to the back with a Velcro-like material. When Luo Binhan opened it, a pistol fell into his palm.
As for this pistol, he hadn't tried it much since the day Yaleriga gave it to Luo Binhan. He put most of his interest in the ring that Fina loved, and even ignored this obviously more reliable weapon, considering that he always forgot to take Fina with him. After he was attacked by Uona, C specially made this small gun bag for him that could cope with general detection. And now Luo Binhan discovered that it is indeed much more reliable than any space device or the like.
He blocked the pistol with his body, and at the same time, the black cat kicked out in cooperation. It shot toward Zhou Wenxing's face like a jet of black lightning. Zhou Wenxing's expression changed in an instant. He stared at the black cat, with a strange hollowness and calmness on his face. Then Luo Binhan saw his pupils narrowing, like sharp wheat rays; the white light on his fingertips stretched out and solidified like a blade. Sharp hook.
That only happened in half a second, and somehow Luo Binhan could see it all. A certain thought clearly emerged in his mind: Zhou Wenxing would take action. He wanted to kill the black cat, and that would indeed make the human wolf lose attention to him in a very short period of time.
He pulled out his pistol and aimed at Zhou Wenxing's heart along the gap in the black cat's abdomen. Is that considered fatal to a human wolf? In any case, he knew that Milo had killed one and squeezed out the flesh and blood from the unfortunate body. If necessary, he would do the same to Zhou Wenxing.
Zhou Wenxing looked over suddenly. His eyes were as cold as the full moon. When the bright laser shot out from the muzzle crazily, he no longer tried to attack the black cat, but flickered back and forth like a ghost, rushing in front of Luo Binhan within three seconds. Luo Binhan blinked, and Zhou Wenxing had already grabbed his wrist and raised the muzzle of the gun to the sky.
Their faces were very close, no more than twenty centimeters apart, and Luo Binhan saw an icy silence from the depths of those beastly eyes.
"Put this away," Zhou Wenxing whispered, "otherwise I wouldn't just give in."
"Really?" Luo Binhan said, "You can't keep up with the times."
He waved the machete with his left hand, forcing Zhou Wenxing to retreat, and then fired another shot with his right hand. When Zhou Wenxing paused, Luo Binhan saw a hole in the top of the backpack exposed behind his shoulders, and the shirt on his shoulders was slowly turning red. He was shot.
It was easier than Luo Binhan's imagination, and he suddenly realized that maybe this was the weakness of "Freeze". Zhou Wenxing was not like Jing Huang who ignored all guns and artillery shells, which gave this person a very good chance to take advantage of it. And just when he was thinking this, Zhou Wenxing approached him again.
Luo Binhan also wanted to use the fire of his scimitar to drive him away. But Zhou Wenxing floated away lightly and circled behind him. Luo Binhan turned the gun and fired several rounds in the back. It feels like I missed the mark. He suddenly looked up and found that Zhou Wenxing had jumped up and was falling three meters above his head, with the tip of his claws aimed at his head.
He threw forward, and then felt a splitting pain in his hind leg. It had almost touched the bone marrow, and was still extending upward, as if it was going to cut all the way to his stomach. But immediately he heard the cat's meow, which was so shrill that it made one's heart skip a beat.
A silvery full moon lit up in the sky. A gap suddenly opened behind him, from the roof to the ground, and then the entire world within his sight. A huge crack in the ground tore Sugar City in half, spreading further and further apart, like a majestic canyon.
Luo Binhan got up from the ground. He glanced at his leg in his busy schedule and found that there was a lot of blood there, but he was not completely unconscious. Then the black cat jumped on his shoulder.
"Pay attention," said Black Cat, "this is my least favorite part of Will's dream."
Luo Binhan looked to the other side. Zhou Wenxing was standing there. They were at least fifty meters apart. Luo Binhan didn't believe that Zhou Wenxing could jump over. Before Zhou Wenxing raised his hand, he raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at the head of the boy in the shirt from a distance.
"It's over," he said. "You move your finger and I'll shoot. Where is she?"
Zhou Wenxing looked down at the abyss at his feet, and then smiled at him. It was a magical expression of special hatred for Luo Binhan, something that was only suitable to appear on a statue.
"Thank you." Zhou Wenxing said.
He took a step forward, stepped on the void, and fell into the abyss without stopping. Luo Binhan looked at this scene in shock. For a moment, he thought he had witnessed the murderer's end, but then he heard the black cat's roar.
"Down there" Black Cat said.
"What"
"Down here," the black cat roared hoarsely, "This is the damn Sugar Land. Below is the processing plant."
"But this is not your dream"
Luo Binhan's voice stopped suddenly. He thought of Zhou Wenxing's little specialty.
"Fuck." He muttered, wiping the sweat from his face in frustration. The next second he jumped in too. The feeling of falling was completely unlike a dream. His vision changed drastically, and he was traveling backwards in the swooping wind, catching the shadow of Zhou Wenxing.
He saw Zhou Wenxing stretching out his finger amid the endless falling and lightly swiping downwards. The underground world in the dream was divided into two, and their right side suddenly became colorful. The mechanical lights extend for kilometers, and countless liquid rainbow-like fluids flow and boil in the pipes and slurry pools.
Zhou Wenxing twitched his five fingers. Their left side also turned into a colorful colorful factory.
Luo Binhan no longer wanted to ask the other party's purpose. He watched as Zhou Wenxing hugged a horizontal pipe with his arms, swung around it several times and then stood on it. And when Luo Binhan was about to fall into a piece of pink concentrated syrup, the black cat hissed sharply, and the pool of syrup suddenly turned into a deep red that was almost black. Luo Binhan fell into at least five meters deep and struggled to crawl out of the viscous liquid. He wiped his face and smelled the rotten, rusty smell of blood.
"Isn't there a better choice?" he asked angrily.
"You know what nightmares mean," Black Cat said, "It's not prepared to make you comfortable."
Luo Binhan ignored it. He looked up to find Zhou Wenxing and found that he was walking along the pipe above. The young man's body seemed insignificant in this huge ooze factory, like a virus lurking in the vast blood vessels of the human body. Luo Binhan raised his gun at him and then put it down. He really didn't know if shooting something explosive here would send the entire planet into the sky. Zhou Wenxing is a madman. Now he finally understood what Jing Huang meant.
He climbed out of the pool and chased in the direction of Zhou Wenxing. Even though he was more than ten meters lower than Zhou Wenxing, there was still a deep and intricate web of colorful flows under his feet. The light at the farthest point was as thin as a spider's thread, forcing Luo Binhan to be careful with every step and struggling to step on the suspended The pipeline moves forward. He cursed the Durandians crazily in his mind, cursing them for building such a huge thing just for a boring sweet tooth, cursing every one of their extremely boring dreams and pursuits.
The emotional breakdown caused him to think wildly. His eyes also began to dazzle. The overly bright neon light contrasted with the deep darkness, and the entire space seemed to be cut into countless indescribable geometric shapes by the flow of raw pulp. He vaguely remembered that these concentrated syrup flows might be enough to kill him, even if he only drank a drop, fortunately the black cat could turn them into rotten blood. He still couldn't figure out why these pure pulp streams were all emitting colorful fluorescence, just like the skin of the Durand boss he had seen. That's probably what's going on: Sugar Land's concentrated syrup is made from Durand's corpses.
Shirt-clad virions leap on the endpoints of geometric figures. He tried his best to catch up, but the distance became farther and farther. The black cat panted loudly on his shoulder, and Luo Binhan caught a glimpse of a large patch of gray hair on its belly.
"Think of something," he said.
"No." Black Cat said.
"What do you mean no"
"You have to leave some room for the worst-case scenario." Black Cat said calmly, "Dreams will not be affected by reality. If he really does it, I will take you away."
Its words finally made Luo Binhan feel despair. The strongest supporter has given up. Maybe what happens to Sugar Land doesn't matter to the black cat. It can build a thing about the same size in its dream. But what should the people above do? Can the Silence escape from danger? He still thinks that Momolo and Yaleriga can give him a surprise. But what about the white tower in Sugar Land?
Where is the blue magpie?
He continued to chase, but the wound on his leg finally made him slower and slower. At this moment, he finally noticed that the laceration was almost half a meter long, almost reaching his butt from the calf. Fortunately, the blood dried quickly and did not flow from the surface of the pipe into the pool of syrup, which only made him feel tired. Is this also part of the weekly temperature travel plan?
He dragged his injured leg forward step by step, and came to a particularly vast pool of syrup.
A pool of orange-red syrup. The brilliance is dazzling and warm, making people think of whole egg yolks, ripe oranges, bonfires on cold nights, the vine hair of blue magpies, and other such pleasant things. It looked so full of autumn and sunshine that Luo Binhan suspected that it was the raw material for all orange-flavored candies.
Zhou Wenxing sat on top of this large pool, on a transparent shield that might have been added for safety reasons. He sat in a cross-legged posture similar to Jing Huang's, very unlike a male high school student. Only at this moment did Luo Binhan suddenly realize that Zhou Wenxing seemed to be from Chixian County as well.
He came to the edge of the pool and looked up at Zhou Wenxing on the cover. At this moment, he saw that a small hole had been cut into the cover beside Zhou Wenxing's legs, less than ten centimeters away from the hole. There was a strange-looking leather water bag placed on Zhou Wenxing's legs.
"This thing is called the Desert Walker." Zhou Wenxing pressed the water bag and said, "It can hold a hundred times the capacity of water. I filled it up a little when I was at the fountain just now."
Luo Binhan pressed the wound on his leg. He knew how sharp Zhou Wenxing's claws were, and no matter where he shot, he could not stop the torrent pouring out of the broken water bag.
"What's in it for you?" he asked sincerely.
Zhou Wenxing smiled and closed his eyes, and then said: "I'm just curious about what will happen when the two come into contact. This can be considered a candy bomb."
"Don't you think you are within the killing range?"
"It's such a small thing, it doesn't matter."
"You also said you won't kill anyone who doesn't want to die."
"I didn't act specifically to kill them. However, I didn't worry about their plans."
Now Luo Binhan knows why he has so many victims.
His legs were hurting more and more, almost making him unable to stand up straight. He took two breaths and said: "There is no room for negotiation."
"for example"
"I think the young master's boat is quite boring. You can consider other styles of criminal life."
week. Good GK Wen Xing looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Do you know what my brother is best at besides dreaming?"
"Take it out on your married daughter"
"It's a lie. Because my brother is good at lying, it's my specialty to see through lies. If you just said you wanted to join and then led me into the police station, this kind of accomplice is something that no normal person would want."
Luo Binhan could no longer think of a suitable response. He was too tired and a little confused as to how things could suddenly jump to this point.
"Does it have to be this way?" he said.
Zhou Wenxing said nothing, staring into the void quietly and peacefully. Luo Binhan suddenly had a terrifying premonition in his heart. He knew that in a few seconds, maybe a second, Zhou Wenxing would let go and pour the water. No words can stop the other person, unless he can kill him.
right. He can only be killed. Not a ray gun, but a simple one-shot kill. Like Milo, his flesh and blood were exhausted and his body was shattered into pieces.
Nerves grow in the eyes. There were cloudy floating spots in front of his eyes, like floaters. Vibrating and agitating, it concentrated on Zhou Wenxing's body.
right. Just kill him. Nothing difficult.
Because they are "equal". The same curse, the same position, the "immortal" protection is ineffective for each other. As long as you want to kill, you can definitely kill.
Just kill him. Just kill him. I am tired of continuing to pay attention to this matter and continue to care about the world. In order to return to the indifferent state of ignoring each other and the world, I have to remove this obstacle.
The phantom spots in his vision began to grow and turned into a dirty light. I couldn't help but smile in my heart. Burn it. Burn it.
Let's burn it. Never disappear quietly. Even if the world is destroyed, we must scream in the fire until the last moment.
At the moment when he was about to start the fire, he heard strange singing.
Sounds fell from the sky from the swirling and intertwined streams of light. Approaching them quickly and unswervingly. The singing became clear and loud. Luo Binhan suddenly heard clearly. The song that was being sung was:
"I will move forward bravely, break through the darkness and embrace this sea of stars in my arms. If victory is not easy, love and courage are my true intentions, and the journey will inevitably have a beginning and an end."
