Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

Song Xi couldn't hear what the other party said in his ear, his vision gradually blurred, and his ears were buzzing.

Is he really going to die?It was the first time that he felt death so realistically.

The death of a character is just a failure of the mission, and there is still a chance to start again, Song Xi thought vaguely, but a figure flashed in his mind unconsciously, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, playing like a revolving lantern.

As the saying goes, before a person dies, the person he loves the most in his life, love, family, and friends, will all flash by like a revolving lantern.

The relationship between Song Xi and his parents is as cold as water, and his true friends have long been lost with the passing of his school days. A handsome face slowly appeared in front of his eyes, he snorted arrogantly, and stretched out his hand to him—" elder brother!"

Song Xi let go of his struggling hand, and raised his fingertips vigorously, trying to touch the phantom, but he opened and closed his lips, but the syllables were lost in his lips|tongue.

Wu Bei...

The phantom became weaker and weaker, and in the blink of an eye, the other party was lying on the hospital bed, breathing weakly on the oxygen mask, and there was deep reluctance in his deep eyes: "Brother..."

Song Xi closed his eyes, his heart was angina, the pain made his eye sockets sour uncontrollably, tears overflowed from the end of his eyes uncontrollably, big ones dripped down his cheeks, welcoming the final death.

A drop of tear suddenly fell from his chin, and fell on the back of Qiao Zizhen's hand. It was obviously warm, but he seemed to be scalded by scalding water, and subconsciously wanted to retract his hand.

In the darkness, the little fool's painful expression was clearly visible in front of his eyes.

Qiao Zi's heart tensed up, and he let go of his hand as if fleeing, and involuntarily put his hand on the heart that had no sign of rhythm, and pressed it lightly.

His heart suddenly became very strange.

The hand on the neck was suddenly pulled away, Song Xi was like a dying fish that was thrown back into the water, regained new life, coughed violently several times, breathed heavily, and there were continuous heavy panting sounds in the air.

Hearing the sound of heavy breathing, Qiao Zizhen came back to his senses, stared at the little fool in front of him whose face turned red, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and suddenly changed his mind.

When a hand was put on his face again, Song Xi instinctively pushed his hand away, and shrank uncontrollably to the side.

Qiao Zi's hands were hanging in the air, his fingertips were clenched, his eyes were full of coldness and terror, "You really are not good."

Neuropathy.

Song Xi looked at him stupidly, sat up and shrank directly to the corner of the wall, the whole person huddled together, silently ignoring him, showing his identity to the fullest.

What a little fool does will not make people feel strange. When he is bullied or perceives danger, disgust and fear are the most real instincts.

Tsk, ignored.

Qiao Zizhen lowered his hands and remained silent. The air pressure around him seemed to be changing with his mood, oppressive and dull.

In fact, he could kill this little fool with a flick of his finger, but... Qiao Zizhen sat up and followed, pushing Song Xi's back against the wall, smiling horribly, he didn't want to kill this little fool now.

Stretching out his hand to break Song Xi's little head, Qiao Zizhen put away the terrifying atmosphere and put on a gentle smile: "Little fool, you can stay here from now on."

"Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not bad to have a small pet?"

Raise you a big pineapple!

Seeing the other person's expression, Song Xi felt itchy and wanted to beat him up, but he couldn't do it. It's not worth it if he just died like this.

What's more, he can't beat this person.

Song Xi doesn't have any big ideas at the moment, he just wants to quickly find the props that killed the devil in the original plot, then stab the opponent twice in the heart, and then kick him hard in the face twice to relieve his anger.

Qiao Zizhen was completely asking and answering on his own. He didn't care whether there was a response or not. He forcefully dragged the little fool who was curled up at the foot of the bed, pushed him back on the bed, and shook his head, as if he was dealing with an extremely naughty child, "It's already late. you should go to bed."

Song Xi was forced to lie down, staring straight at him.

Qiao Zizhen pulled the quilt and covered him up, wrapped the man tightly like a silkworm chrysalis, and met the little fool's angry face.

Qiao Zi was in a really good mood for no reason, and for the first time opened his mouth to coax him: "Close your eyes."

Song Xi's scalp became numb when he heard that, he turned around and threw the back of his head to him.

Facts have proved that, as the great demon king of the dungeon, Qiao Zizhen is a real psychopath. One second the sky was clear, and the next second it was cloudy.

Song Xi put his hands on his shoulders, scratching his flesh and blood through his clothes. He was grabbed and turned in a circle, forcefully turning around, facing the man.

Qiao Zizhen: "Just sleep like this."

Metamorphosis, Song Xi cursed in his heart, but pretended to be dumbfounded on the face, met the man's eyes, and flinched, looking timid and a little scared.

Qiao Zizhen followed and lay down, watching Song Xi's dodging eyes and movements, and frowned in distress, "Are you scared? Tsk... the little thing is really troublesome."

Perverted thoughts are always unexpected, Song Xi has a deep understanding, at that moment, he only felt his wrists were suddenly clasped, clenched tightly, and a rope was stretched out from between the two hands, quickly It was wrapped around the wrist several times, and at the end, a beautiful bow was tied.

Looking at the bow tie, Qiao Zizhen seemed to feel that it wasn't enough. He directly pulled him into his arms, shackled Song Xi in the posture of holding a baby, and rubbed his chin on Song Xi Rouran's hair affectionately, "Little fool, why not?" You have 2 minutes, go to sleep."

Song Xi couldn't move, his whole body was as if he was being hugged by an ice cube, he was cold from head to toe, without any warmth.

"System, is he out of his mind?"

System: "This shows that the detection indicators are normal, dear (≧ω≦)/!"

Song Xi hehe, let's just think of himself as a warrior who committed himself to the mental hospital and endured humiliation.

Psychiatric hospitals, except for doctors, how can there be normal people, what a big deal.

He didn't close his eyes for a long time, Qiao Zizhen directly put his hands on his eyes, covered them tightly, and repeated in a lower tone: "Sleep."

Song Xi was blindfolded and couldn't see anything. He was about to say something when suddenly the corner of his mouth turned cold, and a silver line slipped down uncontrollably.

"..."

After realizing what it was, Song Xi was dumbfounded. He was a living adult, but at this moment, he was drooling foolishly like a full-term baby.

Regardless of the scene he was in, Song Xi twisted his bound hands, and just about to reach out to wipe his saliva, a hand stretched out in front of his eyes and wiped his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, with two slaps, his ass was slapped heavily, and the man's dangerous and somewhat dissatisfied voice sounded above his head: "Why are you so disobedient?"

作者有话要说：来晚了，迟到的平安夜以及圣诞节祝福，快乐！晚安！感谢在2020-12-2300:10:22~2020-12-2500:55:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 31 bottles of Jiumo; 7 bottles of Qi, 320785782 bottles; 1 bottle of Xie Boss; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!