The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

Eleven held her head, massaged it gently, and shouted at it, "Do more evil! Do you want me to kill you today!"

It may be that the threat of the [-]th took effect, the headache improved a lot, and the remaining pain gradually eased.

Then there was the sound of bones colliding from the top of the head, "Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Kakaka", the sound was noisy and dense, she thought of the heads at the feet of the sunflower in the painting, if they were, they should have been watching for a long time in the dark dome above the two of them, just thinking about this scene Just some scalp numbness.

Wei Miao glanced at the Shimen when she came in, and muttered, "Run." After speaking, she pulled Eleven and ran towards the door.

The things on the top of the head couldn't bear it any longer, they fell down one by one, at first they fell slowly, and occasionally those that hit the two of them would bounce off by themselves, Wei Miao tried hard not to look at them, just stared at them wholeheartedly. They walked towards the exit, but the distance was still a bit long. They only ran halfway, and the road ahead was almost blocked, so the two had no choice but to stop. Eleven took out a spell to cover a small barrier around the two of them.

When they stopped at this moment, they started to jump around, started to suck something, and they were still rubbing against the barrier, and the barrier became a little smaller, "They can't even eat this."

"Probably so, but we still have fires, don't forget how they didn't exist before."

They clearly understand but are not afraid at all. Eleven took out the lighter, and Wei Miao asked, "But how do we go out? We will definitely be bitten when we go out, and we can't light a fire inside."

"Hold on to me." Eleven is strong, Wei Miao is thin and small, and they are carried behind his back. Wei Miao hugs his shoulders tightly, pulls off the scarf, lights it, and throws it down again. The fire is very small and will go out in a while. and they don't appear to be damaged at all.

"Then burn the thief first and burn the king first." The two found an angle, and they could clearly see the ashes left under the cauldron and some unburned firewood. , Can it burn up.

Wei Miao took off his hat, lit it with a lighter, and handed it to Eleven, "Throw it right, it's up to you."

He tossed it casually and entered the center. It may be that the firewood was made of excellent material, and it burned at one point. The purple-red flame burned the furnace body, and the heads around the furnace body were scattered, and the altar was clean in an instant.

Some incomprehensible words came out, Wei Miao seemed to be able to feel its pain, his eyes hurt even more, his head hurt, his whole body seemed to be on fire, his whole body struggled uncontrollably behind his back, eleven Almost unable to hold her down, she could only fall down on the altar, Wei Miao shouted, "Save it, save it."

Only then did Eleven pull out the firewood and put it aside, the flames still bloomed in the air, releasing scorching heat.

Wei Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and then recovered.

Sweating all over her body, she took off her coat, leaving only a thin T-shirt, "Huh, I seem to understand what he said."

While speaking, Wei Miao's back ached, "Ah, what is it?"

Eleven grabbed her head from the back and threw it into the burning flames. The sharp roar lasted only 1 second before it ignited into sparks and floated up into the sky.

Her back was a little numb.

Eleven hurried to look behind her, and she turned her head to look for herself again. She felt numb pain in the place she couldn't see, and couldn't help touching it with her hands, which were covered with black blood.

Wei Miao was a little dizzy and lost consciousness within a few seconds.

I only vaguely remember that my back was very painful, someone hugged me, comforted me patiently, and then I fell into a deep sleep.

That was many years ago, in this desolate place, an old man in black robes with a stick came. Seeing him walking in a certain direction, he poked around with his wooden stick, nodded, "here it is," and took out a baby boy from the black robe, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly in his sleep , Mouth slightly open, white and fat and cute.

There was reluctance and unknown expectations in the old man's eyes, "You will be the hope of the clan."

After saying that, the camera turned to the ground, it was the altar, this time the altar was empty, there were only eight stone pillars, the old man took out a furnace, took a few medicinal herbs, lit his wooden staff and started alchemy, Probably because the scorching temperature was not pleasant, the baby boy cried "Wow", the old man just patted it, and then he calmed down, staring at the surroundings with wide-eyed eyes.

Yes - white pupils.

He is the boy I saw in the cauldron.

The pill furnace ran for 49 laps, and the fire was not weak. The old man kept playing with the baby boy, making him giggle.

In the dark underground, there are only burning fires and innocent laughter.

The cauldron stopped by itself, and the fire gradually extinguished. The unburnt part still glowed with fiery red light, like a clear agate. The old man fed the elixir to the child, gently placed him in the center of the altar, and left up.

Not long after, he came here again and lit all the lamps. This time, what he took out from his bag were hundreds of bloody heads, and even his own body was covered in bloodstains.

"This is the head of everyone in our family. As early as when the fortune teller said that the An family was in trouble, we were ready. I hid in the dark. We can escape and live. But, An No one in the family survived, should I blame the physicist for being too accurate, or the An family for being too incompetent?"

"Alas", he wept there for a long time, the silent baby boy in the dark seemed to understand and didn't move anything, babbling, and then he stepped forward to pick up the baby boy, with pure and bright eyes, delicate Looking at him carefully, as if he recognized someone he was familiar with, he rubbed it with satisfaction, then coughed again due to the strong smell of blood, his small face wrinkled into a ball.

"However, you are different. The An family has not died yet, and there is you. You will be the hope of the An family, and under the witness of all the spirits of the An family, you will grow stronger day by day, become the top powerhouse in the world, and revive the family." He thought Looking at the future, he laughed contentedly as if he had already seen the scene.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
The piercing and crazy laughter echoed here, laughing and laughing, the blood on his body surged out, staining the baby boy and the altar red.

The red light from the altar sucked up all the blood, and when the blood was full, a strange pattern appeared, which was the insolent flame sunflower, blooming in the blood.

He fell to the ground without a sound, his eyes were wide open, but there was nothing inside, only gray and empty.