Think like this. Ritz held out his hand again to get up in Lasso Laka.
"no! ! ！” Suo Laka suddenly stopped screaming and grabbed Ritz’s hand. Her bloodshot eyes looked at him and said, "Go and save him or it will be late."
It’s over?
"I …" Ritz is still hesitating.
"It’s very important this time, really." Suo Laka is very determined. He has never been determined
"All right," Ritz finally agreed.
He patted Suo Laka’s hand and told him to remember to sleep and went out.
Suo Laka is still squatting on the ground for a long time, so long that it seems to be almost solidified.
She suddenly screamed again, this time she was so desperate.
She got up and shouted "No, don’t come back" in the direction of Ritz’s departure
But Ritz can’t hear him. He’s gone away.
As far away as Suo Laka, her eyes that can see through time can no longer see the trajectory of the bald man.
Suo Laka burst into tears.
This is the most regretful moment in her life.
There is nothing to be continued.
Page 300 Devil’s Residence
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I don’t know what this word flashed in Chen Senran’s mind.
Almost at the moment when the word flashed, Chen Senran looked consciously in the direction of the War College.
Intuitively, he sensed something was happening.
But in fact he didn’t see anything.
There is a curtain made of secret gray silk thread, which sleeps quietly in front of his eyes.
"why?" Gragas’s perception of his keenness was naturally the first time he perceived Chen Senran’s abnormality.
"Nothing" Chen Senran shook his head and was about to say something.
The carriage stopped.
The silence outside the carriage even the monotonous sound of the wheels disappeared.
Silence is like death.
"What happened to Lao Du?" Chen Senran asked questions outside the carriage with a straight face.
He believes that Lao Du is still alive.
The world can stop killing Lao Du people.
If so, Chen Senran can choose to enjoy his last life in the carriage.
"I think … there is trouble looking for us." Old Du Yin is very heavy, and his tone is a little tight.
This means that he is very focused on what he is facing in front of him.
Is a big problem.
He had to take big trouble seriously.
It is worthy of Lao Du’s serious trouble. Up to now, there seems to be General burnham.
A big trouble comparable to General burnham.
Chen Senran directly lifted the car door curtain.
For a moment he saw hell.
A vast to almost infinite plain is densely covered with a shocking number of bodies, which are either pale and shriveled as if they had been drained of blood.
And the weirdest thing is that they look like they’ve been here for years, but none of them show signs of * *
These immortal mummies, like ants, are layered and intertwined all over the plain, and finally meet in the middle of the whole plain like a river, forming a mountain that looks more abrupt in the whole plain
There is a temple in the high mountain. From the perspective of Chen Senran, Chen Senran’s terrible vision can barely see that temple is mottled with years.
No surprise, no doubt
There should be a vampire who loves to suck human blood in that temple.
Unfortunately, they broke in by mistake and said
Chen Senran looked at the spectacular scene of hell before him and had a moment of absence.
And next to him, Gragas directly gushed out a mouthful of wine, and his whole face was ugly.
Fortunately, little Annie is still asleep.
This should be regarded as Chen Senran’s only happiness that he adjusted the sleeping position of a little girl in his arms to make her try not to wake up and see that terrible scene.
"In fact, we can walk around, although …" Gragas swallowed uncertainly and looked more bitter than saying, "We are a little close."
"I couldn’t help coming here before a moment of magic, and I tried to bypass it, but …" Lao Du rubbed a long whip in his hand consciously, as if stroking his beauty. "I failed three times, and every time I returned to the original entrance …"
"We are being stared at" Chen Senran shrugged his shoulders slightly and looked at the magic land in front of him and didn’t know what was going on.
"Try again." Gragas swallowed again. His face was even uglier.
It seems that the nightmare with vampire blood color surged in his mind again.
"Maybe that friend who loves blood-sucking wants to meet us." After a long silence, Chen Senran looked at the old temple in the abrupt mountain with certainty.
"No, I bet you don’t want to do this." Gragas shook his head and looked away from the temple in the early morning sunshine.
"There’s no better way. It’s better to wait and die than to beat us first." Chen Senran said firmly and sat back in the carriage. He poured himself a glass of bright red merlin wine and hummed a lullaby.
Because little Annie is going to wake up.
"You …" Gragas glanced at some words Chen Senran eventually sat back in the car.
"Go Lao Du" Chen Senran made a snap to signal the departure.
Toward that mountain where the demon inhabit.
The adaptable gray carriage move like a shoe among that corpses and the pile of corpses.
The soft vibration of running over a shriveled corpse is a bit like driving on cotton if you haven’t seen the bloody scene outside.
The sun gradually rises and warms up, and the sun shines on those who have lost their lives for many years. The bones should come out in the only carriage in the skeleton plain. There is a kind of long lullaby that is more beautiful than the mystery.
"creak-"
The carriage stopped at that high mountain after half a magic hour.