Mist

Follow the rope and go all the way down during the monsoon rains.

He knew that Tang Qi and Tang Le had gone to the 116th floor without gains. The two had already encountered zombies, and Zhou Mingxuan Duanwen was also overwhelmed after going down, only reluctantly judged that the control room was not on the 116th floor. At this time, Duan Wen below was hung on the guardrail and jumped boldly and accurately into the corridor on the 115th floor to meet Li Chun who was shooting the zombies. They had already begun to explore the next floor.

Everything is developing in the order in the memory of the monsoon rains, and he can even clearly remember the next action and the next sentence of his teammates.

From the intensive gunfire on each floor from each cycle, I watched all this calmly during the monsoon rain, trying to keep myself awake without being disturbed by memory.

When he slid from the 122nd floor to the 119th floor, there was a loud noise, which made him stop sliding subconsciously.

"what happened?!"

Song Qinglan, who hung over him for a distance, asked sharply.

Looking back during the rainy season, I saw a big hole on the railing of the 119th floor, and a group of zombies fell from the hole like dumplings.

The dust and smoke spread all at once, and the situation behind the railing was not real in the smoke.

During the monsoon rains, I can't help but breathe in a mouthful of smoke and dust, and I can't stop coughing: "...cough cough!"

This scene never happened in the memory of the monsoon.

If you really want to use "role playing" to describe his current situation, then this plot is completely beyond the expected range.

Song Qinglan, who had just experienced death and rebirth, also discovered this. Obviously, this development is not in his memory, so this question was asked.

During the monsoon rains, the eye sockets are red and tearful.

He was about to open his mouth to answer, but saw the smoke and dust in front of him gradually dispersed, revealing a tall figure.

The man had wide shoulders and waist, holding his sleep domineeringly, and the red energy magazine was flashing.

It's another Song Qinglan!

During the monsoon rains, I suddenly understood that this was Song Qinglan in the previous cycle. They appeared in the cycle where they are now after the 119th floor group was destroyed. In other words, he met Song Qinglan in the previous cycle—this A paradox is about to arise, that is, the current self and teammates may soon disappear!

The other party also saw him, and his expression changed slightly on that cold face.

One hangs in the air, and one stands at the gap in the railing.

There is only a distance of two or three meters in the middle.

This Song Qinglan is exactly the same as the one above his head at this time.

But what is strange is that those black eyes are generally bottomless, giving him an indescribable feeling during the monsoon rains. A faint and sensitive current seems to rise in his heart, making his fingertips numb.

Song Qinglan above her head was still talking, she couldn't hear it during the rainy season.

At this moment, the sound of gunfire, the roar of zombies "hoho", and the curses of teammates from every floor and every cycle are all gone.

How could this be?

Why did Song Qinglan in the last cycle react differently from his memory?

Isn't he from the last cycle, but why is he on the 119th floor?

The opponent was in a dangerous situation, and after only staring at him for two or three seconds, a new wave of zombies arrived behind him, and he had to be distracted and fired.

In the eyes of the monsoon rain, all this seems to have turned into slow motion.

He sensed that he was disappearing.

Starting from the feet, to the calves, all the way up.

When the other party gasped for a breath and turned his head back, he subconsciously shouted something when he saw the sudden change of his expression in front of him.

In the monsoon rain, with all the teammates in this cycle, they have completely disappeared into the air.

[1470.8.0502:41:31]

When I opened my eyes during the monsoon rain, garbled characters appeared on the transparent panel again, and the same time coordinate appeared on my communicator.

Here again.

He numbly accepted this fact, and only drank two sips of the nutrient solution delivered by the robotic arm perfunctorily, feeling that he was almost immune to the sequelae of the transition.

The scene just now appeared in my mind. What happened to the development beyond the plot?

There is no clue at all during the rainy season.

Unconsciously, his fingers squeezed the nutrient solution bottle tightly. He didn't allow himself to continue thinking about it, and quickly opened the door and walked out of the capsule compartment.

The sky is still very dark.

The teammates came out of the capsule one after another.

During the monsoon rain, I subconsciously looked at the tallest person, and the other party behaved as usual, completely different from the one I saw on the 119th floor, and didn't notice his gaze at all.

After a few brief words, Song Qinglan said to everyone: "This time I go to the 116th floor. Tang Qitangle will go down first and take the lead. The others will follow you. Everyone will rotate in order. Any comments?!"

Everyone: "No!"

116 floors?

Frozen during the rainy season, haven't they been there just now?

Song Qinglan didn't notice anything, and looked at him: "Counselor Ji, you are the last one. One is that you need to rest because of the greatest mental burden, and the other is that you can only do the calculation of the sequence of turning off the energy source controller after finding the control room. So every time you need to survive as much as possible."

Seeing the seasonal rain, Song Qinglan frowned: "What's wrong?"

Everyone in the team turned their heads and looked at their season advisor with concern.

When everyone saw it during the rainy season, they had no choice but to say: "It's okay."

Except for him, everyone has no impression of the last cycle that disappeared, including Song Qinglan.

Moreover, it seems that since he saw another Song Qinglan who has not developed according to the plot, everything is a little different.

Is there something wrong with the memory, or has things changed?

During the monsoon rains, he didn't know the answer, and he couldn't be sure after a cycle of being changed when he originally wanted to say something.

Tang Qi and Tang Le ejected eagle claw hooks down the rope.

The teammates picked it up one by one.

Everyone is ignoring the danger, using flesh and blood to go forward again and again to explore the way.

During the monsoon rain, pour two pills out of the pill box, just chew them and swallow them without blinking.

Song Qinglan turned around and saw this scene: "Counselor Ji, don't you feel bitter?"

His face was calm during the monsoon: "It's okay."

If you do too much of this behavior, you won't know the suffering.

As soon as the voice fell, he buckled himself on the rope during the monsoon rains and jumped down.

122, 121, 119...

When he passed the 119th floor, he didn't look there again, and didn't need to look at it. He also knew that the **** battles in the past cycle were being staged on those floors.

The team dispersed to different floors and reached the 114th floor. During the monsoon rains, they curled up their legs and then suddenly stretched out. With strength and flexibility of the body, they hooked up the 116th floor in a posture that looked very thrilling but seemed easy to do. railing. As soon as he landed, he saw Duan Wen in front of him being chased by zombies.

During the monsoon rain, he quickly took out the Diamond Bird, and the zombies were headshot by him one by one.

His marksmanship was extremely accurate, he almost didn't think about it when he shot, and this time, he was so fast that he couldn't even react to a paragraph of text.

The zombie fell to the ground, and Duan Wen was covered in blood: "I'll go to the left!"

Splitting is the fastest way.

Most of Li Chun who was with Duan Wen was gone. During the monsoon rain, he didn't say much, just nodded, and turned and walked in the opposite direction at the same time as Duan Wen.

The light source group building is a cylindrical shape, so the inner atrium is also a circular structure, which is very difficult to evade and defend. The high-level zombies are completely mutated and can slightly distinguish the intentions of human beings. It is not uncommon for them to rush in groups from behind.

During the monsoon rain, he threw a few energy cannons and didn't save any equipment. The Diamond Bird was held in his hand as if he was born, and he sputtered blood, fog and brains all the way.

He still didn't feel enough to make a **** path.

Lying in the blood mud was a laser gun belonging to Zhou Mingxuan.

The laser gun was picked up during the monsoon rain, and the fire was fully fired.

I don't know if the pills are working. In this state of excitement, he feels the pleasure of killing.

He has never had such a moment.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a person fell on his side, and someone jumped to this floor from the air, and then pushed him hard against the wall during the monsoon rain.

He looked up and saw a pair of angry eyes.

It's Song Qinglan.

He was a little more awake and noticed that he was short of breath and his hands were shaking severely, which was the result of the recoil of the shot.

He lost control.

The two looked at each other without speaking to each other.

He thought that Song Qinglan organized him to let him go immediately, and then split up, but he was still immobile by pressing on the wall.

Then he noticed the difference.

There were completely different emotions in the black eyes in front of him, as if the seeds of a volcano buried under the dark sea water made him feel the pain.

These eyes overlapped with the eyes he saw at the last moment in 1439.

Seems to confirm something.

The next second, the other party bowed his head and kissed it.

During the monsoon rains, the brain is blank, and the whole body is shaken.

The temperature on his lips was so familiar, it made him feel like his body was electrified, even his lips were shaking.

"哐—"

The heavy laser gun in his hand fell off the ground.

Song Qinglan kissed him fiercely, and pressed his trembling arm, which was completely out of strength with her hand, and a **** breath soon appeared between her lips and teeth.

During the monsoon rain, I knew my tongue was broken, but I lost the pain in this request.

There was noisy gunfire all around, and waves of blasting sounded.

The world is still in chaos.

The heavy breathing of the two was so clear.

Song Qinglan opened a door next to her without raising her head, kissed him and pushed him in, and kicked the door with her foot.

There may be zombies in the door, he didn't want to care, but he heard the sound of broken bones.

Song Qinglan had broken the neck of the zombie inside the door with her bare hands.

Then, that big hand reached into his clothes during the monsoon season, and clasped his waist tightly-it seemed that only such skin and flesh were close together, and only by touching his skin and his temperature in this way could he be sure of him. It's really the same.

This kiss is crazy.

Song Qinglan hardly gave him a chance to breathe.

With his tongue hooked and entangled with his tongue, he kept licking his upper jaw, teeth, and even every inch of his mouth, sucking his lips greedily, changing the angle of invasion, making him shudder.

This kind of craving made it difficult to hold back tears during the monsoon rains.

His tears exacerbated the crazy kiss.

He shuddered and couldn't hold back a voice overflowing, listening to some pain.

Song Qinglan finally released him, pressing her thumb on his swollen lips, which was also shaking.

Their foreheads were against their foreheads, and neither of them could utter a complete sentence.

They don't want this kind of separation anymore.

After all, Song Qinglan took a deep breath and wanted to speak, only to find her eyes widened during the rainy season.

He is disappearing.

Within two minutes of their reunion, the paradox occurred.

He disappeared into Song Qinglan's arms.

Song Qinglan held a handful of air, her teeth trembling.

After a long time, he scolded a word: "Fuck..."

He slammed a fist against the wall, his expression turned cold again, and he was about to go out and look for the figure in the monsoon rain again.

If the cycle staggers the cycle, he will always die, and it will always appear during the monsoon that belongs to the next cycle.

Who knows, as soon as I turned around, I saw a person standing at the door.

During the monsoon rains, the black combat uniform was stained with corpse blood, and he was standing at the door looking at him coldly: "Song Qinglan, what are you doing?"

Song Qinglan felt cold.

This is the monsoon period that belongs to the current cycle, when nothing has happened to him.

Obviously the other party witnessed everything.

Song Qinglan suddenly felt bad: "..."

He explained palely: "If I say it's not what you think you are, do you believe it?"