"Why is this ghost place like a maze...Are you waiting for me specifically? Usually you disappear in an instant, but this time..." After traveling a certain distance, Qin Yan turned the corner and saw I saw the figure of Qingkong Vers.
"It was before, and it is still now, you have to give me some hope. Otherwise, what should I do if you get desperate and don't want to care about me anymore... But in the end, I found out that the real pursuer is myself." He stopped suddenly and fell deeply in love. And the answer is not what was asked. But his thoughts soon came back, "Ah, I mean, don't you always emphasize that you are just a mortal? Although I am not powerful...but I will still do my best to prevent you from being harmed."
"Ah???" Qin Yan felt that they were talking about different things, but for a moment he couldn't tell which one was the important point, "Why are you stuck here? Isn't Luo Fan the most important thing? Where did the others go?"
The sound of uniform footsteps sounded, and a large group of people blocked the road, weatherproof.
"Stop! What are you two doing? Don't come any closer! Take it first!" With an order, everyone raised their black guns and quickly formed an encirclement that kept shrinking.
Qingkong Vers was speechless, his wings spread out at will, and a strong wind instantly generated and knocked down the crowd, and then quickly escaped with Qin Yan.
"...What the hell?! Damn it, don't even think about escaping!" Everyone knew how terrifying their boss was, so they quickly climbed out and chased after him, vowing to catch the intruder at all costs.
Dodging left and right in a hail of bullets, the two of them were finally forced into desperation.
"These people are just mortal bodies. I don't want to move too much for fear of hurting my life...but it's not an option if I continue to waste it like this." After the wind barrier intercepted waves of bullets, it was already faintly broken. Signs, "It's not difficult for me to escape, but you...?"
"I know that I, a mere mortal, can't compare with you, so why do you have so much wisdom? If you don't have any great views, just leave. You really think that you are a savior who can save the common people... If you can't save it, don't save it. I accept my fate. You can leave, at least don't I really can't bear to die in front of me, it would be even more uncomfortable than dying by myself."
"You haven't reached a certain age yet... Why are you always talking about death?" Qingkong Vers closed his eyes and took a few steps forward, "I want to play with some flowers, you can find something Stay out of the way and be careful of the spread."
Qin Yan took a rough look around and saw that the place was filled with nothing but earth and rocks. No choice but to lean into the corner as much as possible. "...I'm afraid I won't have to educate you about human society later."
The jet-black feathers were held between slender fingers, and after a gentle kiss, they blew away, turning into flying feathers that filled the sky with shining silver light.
Qingkong Vers dances among the flying feathers, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon.
Sometimes she smiles brightly, sometimes she leans sideways and lowers her eyelashes, sometimes she touches her forehead and caresses her arms.
For a moment, he raised his arms upwards, crossing his wrists and palms together, like white lotuses blooming leisurely out of water. Then he retracted his arms and folded them in front of his chest. The next second, one hand was freed, and the fingertips drew a charming arc.
Standing on tiptoes, taking graceful dance steps, it seems like light clouds are moving slowly, and like the wind is spinning, the movements are smooth and natural.
One leg flew around, wings swaying slightly. Finally, step and turn over to finish.
After the dance, everyone was haunted by the undead, and unreasonable fear quietly spread from the bottom of their hearts, and all of them lost the ability to move.
However, a few undead souls were out of control, and screamed one after another, attacking Qin Yan with strong offensive ferocity.
Facing the undead coming directly towards him, Qin Yan felt like he had seen it before, and he didn't want to be trapped in vague memories for a while, unable to extricate himself.
Seeing this situation, Qingkong Vers was horrified, and without thinking, he teleported in front of the opponent to block him, allowing the undead to invade his body.
Soon, the power of chaos became extremely unstable and spread wantonly. It seemed that he had tasted this taste more than once... He had a splitting headache and was extremely manic. The storm swept across the entire place, sweeping everyone off their feet.
After a while, he returned to calm. The sclera of his left eye was stained with ink, and his pupils were red and bloodthirsty.
"What a mistake...the resentment of the undead here is as deep as the giant bottle of the deceased. Do you really think you can control it?" He smiled ferociously and stared at Qin Yan, who was barely able to recover. Get close, squat down, and hold the other person's face with both hands, "Why should a weakling like you be a correspondent... It's nothing more than a burden, why not give up."
"? No, you..." Qin Yan suddenly came to his senses, but did not turn around, "I am also thinking about this problem. I will wait until I think about it. Can you look over there first and ignore me?" "
"...It doesn't matter, it will only take a moment for you to be buried here."
"I stepped on your wings in my last life, and I am still alive just because it is an eyesore to you..." Qin Yan realized what was unusual and his heart sank, "What's wrong with your eyes?!"
Qingkong Vers keenly caught the slight sound of pulling the trigger, rolled on the spot to avoid it, and the bullet most likely flew past Qin Yan's side.
"What's going on, are you getting into trouble? Weren't you inseparable before, and now you don't care about your sweetheart's life or death?" Split Shadow appeared at the end of the field of vision, the gun smoke in his hand still lingering.
"He's not dead..." Qin Yan was shocked, but unexpectedly he was used to struggling on the edge of death. "Don't talk nonsense, your misunderstanding is too big. Who is his sweetheart? This person should want me to die here, although I don't Understand why.”
"The dance seemed to be pretty good just now, but I'm a rough guy and can't appreciate it, so..." Split Shadow distracted the other party's attention, quickly dropped a smoke bomb, and took advantage of the chaos to kidnap Qin Yan, "Follow me! "
