Cannon fodder "attack" development system

Song Guan was completely stunned when he heard it, and after a while he came to his senses: What are you going to do?

Huai Zhen didn't answer directly, but said: "You will know when the time comes."

After speaking, he hugged Song Guan horizontally.

Song Guan was stunned: What are you going to do again?

Huai Zhen stuck to Song Guan's ear and whispered: "Guess?"

When he was put on the bed, Song Guan felt that everything seemed absurd, but at the same time seemed weird and reasonable. In short, he didn't know how to describe it.

Now he doesn't have any leverage to negotiate with others, and he feels that he has already planned all the important things that he will do a long time ago. Whether he meets him or not, Song Guandu will have the same ending in the end, but he is very unfortunate. Hit this muzzle.

The fairy rope was untied, and Song Guan supported Huaizhen's chest with one hand, keeping the distance between the two: slow down!

Huai Zhen pulled back the hairpin from the back of his head, and asked Song Guan calmly, "What do you want to say?"

Song Guan simply said earnestly: What's the point of you doing this with me?

Huai Zhen sneered: "Why is it meaningless? The obsession of the fifth generation, do you think it has any meaning?"

Song Guan was in a cold sweat: You made a mistake by mixing up your feelings, in fact, you didn't think of it at all.

"How do you know I didn't think about it? What I think, it's not up to you to draw conclusions." Huai Zhen untied Song Guan's belt, and slid his hand along the open hem of his clothes.

Song Guan: What's the use of such a thing!Since you know that I am an outsider, you should also know that this shell is not mine at all!

Huaizhen said: "I don't care what kind of shell you use, anyway, you can do it." Pinching Song Guan's chin with two fingers, he commented like picking goods, "Although this shell is really not as good as the ones you used before. It's a pick, but it's still eye-catching." Song Guan still struggled, but Huaizhen sensed the master's intentions, quietly tied Song Guan's hands, and then tied his back to the bedpost.Huai Zhen admired Song Guan's embarrassed appearance for a while, leaned over to hold Song Guan down, "Speaking of binding the fairy rope, you gave it to Ya Jiujun back then, and now you use it on yourself, how good is it?"

He patted Song Guan's face again: "Don't worry, I won't make you uncomfortable."

Song Guan only felt chest tightness and wanted to vomit blood, and sneered in his heart: Is it a skill practiced by Tong Yajiu?

Huai Zhen said indifferently: "I have nothing to do with him. But you, after doing so many tasks, how many people do you have with?"

Song Guan's heart burst into anger, thinking, what the hell is this, and he cares about this?

However, the expression on Huai Zhen's face changed. Obviously, the inducing words of his just now exploded a lot of material in Song Guan's mind. In addition, Song Guan also gave him such an aggressive sentence. Song Guan was not strangled.

"I thought you were always cold-hearted and didn't worry about anyone. Well, it turns out that you have someone you care about." Huaizhen had a slightly sinister look on his face, "I know Wuyou, that one What happened to Noah?"

Song Guan turned his face away, not looking at Huaizhen, but the more he didn't want to think about Noah, the more things about Noah in his mind.

Huaizhen was furious, and slapped the bed with his palm, causing the whole bed to collapse.

Among the debris on the ground, he stood on the brocade quilt with Song Guan in his arms, and said in a serious tone: "Noah? I don't care whether you are Noah or not. When the time comes, I will kill all these people in front of you." No."

Song Guan was taken aback.

Huai Zhen tidied up Song Guan's unraveled robes, fastened his belt again, and then hugged Song Guan again, with a very cold smile: "Just watch."

Song Guan didn't know where Huai Zhen was going to take him, the wind sounded in his ears, and the Yelan mountain fog passed by, and it felt a little wet and cool when it fell on the face.Cultivators have the art of shrinking the ground, and they can travel [-] miles a day.There were no stars and no moon in the sky. When the scenery finally turned into the Gobi desert, the two of them finally stopped.Song Guan struggled in Huai Zhen's arms. He carefully distinguished the scene in front of him. The two of them were standing by a deep pit, and the deep pit gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling.

Huaizhen said: "It's only natural for you to feel familiar. When you raised 'Long Worm' and 'Shu Sheng', didn't you end up dying in these things?"

Song looked at the bottomless pit.

Huai Zhen said again: "People in this world call it a 'ghost cave'. No one knows what's inside, and if you fall, you will never return. It is also appropriate to call it a 'ghost cave'. In many worlds There are such things, some are easy to find, some are hard to find. And the 'ghost cave' in this world is the one with the most unstable structure among all the 'ghost caves' I know."

Song Guan raised his head slowly: So, you?

Huai Zhen suddenly said: "Do you want to see my eyes?"

This question sounded weird, Song Guan immediately shook his head.

Huai Zhen said: "If you don't want to see it, you must watch it."

As he spoke, he pushed Song Guan to the edge of the abyss of the ghost cave, and untied the black silk on his face with one hand.

Song Guan suddenly saw clearly, and took a deep breath.

The black silk cloth landed on the ground, only to see Huaizhen's eyes were dark and without eyelids, the insides were basically empty, only the edges of the eye sockets were covered with dark black traces of meridians and blood vessels, like vines that cannot see the light.

Huai Zhen reached out and touched the edge of his eye sockets: "It's born like this." Then, he said to Song Guan very gently, "It would be great if you were also blind. But——it doesn't matter."

"It's been a long time since I set up this formation. Before I met you, I was going to use the 'Crow Nine Lord' as a wedge. Yes, I don't know you very well. I don't know what your identity is. You have a close relationship with Yajiu, so I want to use this to find you—"

Huai vacuum's empty eye sockets seemed to be burning with will-o'-the-wisps: "I was thinking, I'm your uncle and I haven't had enough revenge on you, how can you die first? You're not enough to die a thousand times or ten thousand times Solve the hatred in my heart! I must find you back and torture you!"

The expression on that face was completely crazy and distorted, Song watched with horror, he didn't know where Huai Zhen hated him so deeply.

Slowly pressing Song Guan's shoulder, Huai Zhen smiled: "I really didn't expect to meet you again. Song Guan, Song Guan, this is probably destined. Look at your shell, it was born The ghost clan here. You should meet me!"

The strength in his hands gradually increased, and Huai Zhen said word by word: "I originally wanted Ya Jiujun to be a wedge, but now it's you, what do you think will happen?" Without Song Guan answering, Huai Zhen said to himself, "Yes, that's right, those people who are deeply related to you will appear. What's the point of killing you. No matter how much you torture you, you are not just ignorant, turning around and killing your torturers Forgot all about it? Only by torturing someone you care about will you really feel the pain."

When being pushed down the ghost cave, Song Guan just thought that Huaizhen was crazy enough.In fact, he didn't take Huai Zhen's words very seriously.

Even if it is realized, at most it will be a small world composed of the world systems where Huaizhen lives, what else can it do?

Worlds that are not of the same worldview at all, how could they be linked together.

But the pain was real.

And in the pain like tearing the soul, whiteness suddenly exploded in the darkness that was originally seen.

When Song Guanmeng saw such a bright light, his eyes were stinging immediately.

He felt sticky blood and tears dripping down his face again.

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. Before he closed his eyes, he felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar.

——The vast expanse of whiteness, the sky and the ground are all white, so white that it is boundless. This place blurs the concepts of time and space.There is a light white mist gently wrapping around the body, it is too familiar, doesn't he come to this place every week after the end of the show?

The so-called explanatory space.

"Song Guan."

Hearing someone calling him, Song Guan turned his head in a daze.He didn't open his eyes, his face was covered with blood and tears, he couldn't see the bright white light in this space.

Who is that person calling him?Song Guan didn't know, it was definitely not Mr. Egg.As he was thinking like this, his hand was firmly held by the other party.There was a sudden stabbing pain in his head, Song Guan opened his mouth, his voice trembling with the pain: "You, who are you?"

The other party didn't answer him, but just held his hand vigorously, and then there was a tooth-piercing cracking sound, Song Guan only felt that the hand holding him loosened, but the other party's hand was indeed still shaking his own. Now, this subtle feeling is like...

Song Guan suddenly opened his eyes, and in the dazzling white light, he saw that he was holding a severed hand.Looking down, there is a person lying on the pale and colorless ground, his face cannot be discerned, his body is split open, and blood is flowing all over the ground.

As soon as the hand was released, there was a blunt movement when the palm broke and the hand fell to the ground. Song Guan closed his eyes. His eyes were hurt by the white light. At this moment, he felt blood gushing from the eye sockets.

The pain in his head was getting worse and accompanied by tinnitus. He didn't know if it was his own illusion. He heard many people calling his name.

"Song Guan."

"Song Guan."

"Song Guan..."

The different vocals kept torturing him.

Song Guan couldn't open his eyes, he just felt that there was no pain anywhere in his body, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, covered his ears and turned his head to run forward.

But where is the way out?

He had no idea where he was going.