Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 900 Seeing Yu Yuan... No, wait a minute

Without a sound or a sign, a big red shadow floated out of the corner of Bohemia's peripheral vision like smoke.

She really wanted to turn her head to take a look, but her whole body seemed to be frozen in ice, a numb and lifeless stiff stone.The red shadow gradually approached from the corner of the eye, its movements were quiet and slow, and it was silent; only the fiery red, which was as bright as a flame, and the faint breath like cold snow drifting, soaked a space in the silence.

"So... who sent you here?"

When that voice sounded, Bohemia was already very close.This woman didn't seem to have any intention of attacking her for the time being, so she wasn't frozen in the light belt; she gently lifted up Bohemia's curly long hair, and smiled lightly beside her ear : "What a pity, such a beauty."

The scope of "can't move" also includes articulate.From this point of view, the woman in scarlet didn't seem to really want her to answer - besides, Bohemia wanted to retort "beautiful than you" instead of answering the other party's question.

That special, snow-like breath was drawn away from her again, but Hong Ying was still there.She seemed to straighten up.

"If you want to snatch people from me, you should at least bring in a few more people." She breathed out softly, "...you and those two people in the back pocket made a big mistake today."

Bohemia listened without moving.Since she couldn't blink, her eyes gradually became sore and itchy, as if she was about to burst into tears-it's hard to forget, if this annoying woman thinks that she can't bear the fear and cries, that would be too shameful!

"You want Yu Yuan, you just want to find someone else?" The woman sighed quietly, but the next half of the sentence seemed to be talking to herself: "I don't want her to die, and I don't want her to die." I can't watch her live, things in this world..."

Her voice died down like a slow wind, and the second floor became deathly quiet again.

Bohemia had already scolded the village girl in the red skirt and that bastard Lin Sanjiu back and forth a hundred and eighty times in her heart—children who grew up in the market can scold them in the same way from vulgar to metaphorical.However, cursing is useless after all. Instead, when her breath trembled, a tear finally flowed down her cheek as she silently shouted "No! No!"

"Oh,"

The voice seemed a little surprised.She came a little closer, and a snowy mist-like atmosphere enveloped Bohemia; then a shadow descended, stretched out his hand and gently wiped her face clean. "Don't be afraid, I will take it lightly."

What are you doing lightly?kill her?
Who would have expected that a trip would cost a life?

If Bohemia could speak now, she would definitely confess her name regardless of Lin Sanjiu's life or death, and then take advantage of the distraction of the woman in the red skirt to send her a poem—a sentence that is the most powerful and meaningful. Poetry of the dead.

"Here, I have raised something, and I like its effect very much." The woman said with a slow smile, "It can make your senses and thoughts sink all the way in the psychedelic splendor..."

It's over, it's a metamorphosis.

Although Bohemia can't move, she still has one killer trick that she hasn't used, and that is her consciousness.She held back because she wasn't sure that she could turn the situation around with a single blow; however, if the woman in the red dress was going to call out more "pets", then she had to do it earlier——

Before Bohemia could make up her mind, the woman next to her, who had never shown her face, suddenly stopped by herself and let out a slight "Huh?"

Take advantage of now!
Before Bohemia had time to think about what distracted her, her consciousness suddenly rushed out like a sea wave.She will not use her consciousness as a fist like Lin Sanjiu; in the whistling wind it rolled up, a thin black slit faintly cracked, struggling, flickering, twisting, getting bigger and bigger, revealing the slit Afterwards it was pitch black.The air flow rushed into the slit, blowing the long hair of the two people and making a rattling noise on the hanging decorations on the second floor, as if everything was going to be stuffed into the slit.

Bohemia still didn't know where the slit led, anyway, the opponents who were sent in - or parts of them - never came back.

The woman in the red dress was caught off guard and couldn't help being startled, and disappeared from Bohemia's side in an instant, and she didn't know where to hide; just as she was about to inject more consciousness, the slit was opened again. When it was stretched a little wider, I saw a small, very familiar white shadow, but it was enveloped by the wind, and it shot straight towards the black crack.

When passing by Bohemia, Lin Sanjiu's voice suddenly sounded from the white shadow: "Why are you working so hard?"

Bohemia couldn't help being startled, and hastily cut off her consciousness; the crack suddenly closed and disappeared, and the air rushing into the crack suddenly stagnated, as if the rope had lost its tension, and loosened again. Swing away.

The paper crane fell to the ground with a "click" and failed to fly after flapping its wings several times.

"Isn't it just for you to ask Bliss, what's the trouble? Do you need help?" Lin Sanjiu's voice continued.

After her voice fell, the calm on the second floor gradually returned.After half a second, a big red shadow walked over gently and picked up the paper crane.

"So you are her friend."

The red shadow turned around and smiled slightly at Bohemia—the red lips, which were more vivid than the dress, made the paper cranes white; the long black hair and eyelashes reflected in the pair of blue sky In his eyes, it looked like the afterglow of the wind: "No wonder you came to ask for someone without saying anything."

Bohemia stared at her blankly for a few seconds, as if she was about to burn out again, then she suddenly came back to her senses.

When she regained her senses, she was already able to move.For a moment, she forgot how she was thinking about revenge on the other party just now. She glanced at that face twice, stuttered unconsciously when she spoke, and her face became hot: "That, that, of course, you Give me the man!"

"Okay." Bliss agreed very neatly this time.

The contrast was so stark that Bohemia immediately regretted it - she knew she shouldn't be concerned about Lin Sanjiu.Regardless of her, I won't waste a ball in vain...

"It's not convenient for him to walk around right now." Bliss walked up to the stairs first, and waved back to her, motioning for Bohemia to follow: "Come up with me and see how to get him out of here."

"I already have a cloth bag for people here,"

When Bohemia said this, she remembered the Maoji brothers, and hurriedly dragged the cloth bag up; the twins listened inside, and naturally said, "Is it all right?"

"Two or three are the same, I'll just wrap him back like this." She patted the cloth bag, and somehow the anger that was surging just now couldn't be burned under those blue eyes.

Bliss could only stand on the stairs for a while, looking at her with blue eyes, and then at the cloth bag, as if he really didn't know what to say to answer her; after a few seconds, Bliss finally gave a wry smile: "...you go up with me and have a look before we talk. He was seriously injured."

The injury was not serious, and they were going to be packed and taken away anyway; Bohemia snorted, she didn't want to carry him back like a mule.

She was still a little wary, and she was only willing to follow Bliss a few meters away slowly up the stairs, and she didn't want to get close to him at all—she no longer called him a "red village girl" in her heart.The twin brothers in the bag suddenly became very cooperative for some reason, they didn't talk much, and they didn't struggle much with their hands and feet, they just rustled around in the cloth bag.

The legendary Yu Yuan was placed in a room that would get lost if he turned his head in a twisted manner. He was secretly crowded in the corner of the building. If it wasn't Bliss who led the way, I'm afraid Bohemia would find someone to help him. I can't find it in the year.When approaching the door, the bitter smell of the medicine gradually became stronger, heralding a person's frail fate of surviving near death.

Bliss stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked in first; before Bohemia dragged his cloth bag to follow, Bliss let out a low breath of air.

　I had a bad cold today and wrote a chapter, admiring myself...

　
(End of this chapter)