After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

Countless fuzzy figures dangled in front of Liu Xuan's eyes, only one immature and stubborn face magnified in front of his eyes through the rain curtain, the sea of ​​people, and the windshield washed by the wind and rain, and gradually became clear and curved. With phoenix eyes, red lips and white teeth, she is very handsome.

"Master, why are you crying? Didn't you say that men don't cry easily?"

Liu Xuan's eyes were tearful, her wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth barely twitched, forcing out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Master smiled... Master smiled..."

"Ah Xun, why are you always disobedient? Do you know that water can drown people?" Liu Xuan immediately put away her smile and frowned.

"I'm very good at swimming. Master probably forgot that my family lives by the sea. When I was young, I went fishing with my father every day... Yay, Master, my body is about to melt..."

"A Xun!"

Liu Xuan hurriedly stretched out her hand, leaning forward to touch the long-lost face on the windshield, but the moment her fingertips touched the glass, everything disappeared.

He stared blankly, his mind went blank, and it took him a long time to calm down. He pressed the button of the radio station on the car, and the sweet female voice on the radio interrupted the latest news reports.

"A netizen asked in the background, it snowed in Fog City in November, why did it start to rain in December? Is it the climate disorder? Or is the warm winter already unstoppable?"

Liu Xuan lowered the glass of the car beside her, slowly lay back on the back of the seat, closed her eyes, the bean-sized raindrops swept in with the storm, and the temperature inside the car was instantly invaded by biting cold air.

"Actually, you don't need to panic. The main reason for the rain in winter is that the recently developed and powerful warm ridge in the westerly belt has come over Wucheng and other places, bringing a calm and warm weather pattern. However, a new cold air is coming. Going south, from December 12th to December 20th, this southward cold air will further cause large-scale cooling in Fog City and other places..."

"This weather, what a hell!" Outside the car window, a firefighter in a raincoat cursed in a low voice.

"It's saying that it doesn't snow in winter, but it rains? It's really the first time a big girl gets on the sedan chair." Another firefighter lazily continued, sniffing and rubbing his frozen red hands.

"I don't think the two young men have much chance of surviving."

"It's cold and the sea is vast. If you can't find anyone for more than ten hours on weekdays, the chance of surviving is very small, let alone rain, let alone torrential rain!"

Liu Xuan opened her eyes, seeing the two people drifting away in the wind and rain, her eyes were full of desolation.

The name "Chu Xun" first appeared on the list of the deceased in the funeral parlor, and he noticed that this name carried too much of his thoughts and past. , can be said to be irrelevant.

From the first conversation with Chu Xun who came back from the dead in the funeral home, to when he went to work in the mental hospital, he accidentally heard Chu Xun talking about his life experience with the doctor outside the ward. The doctor thought Chu Xun's incredible, even ridiculous words, so To him, it was surprise and joy.

The person on the hospital bed who hastily defended his identity with the doctor was none other than his long-cherished disciple, Ah Xun.

3000 years ago, that young man with a long sword broke into the dangerous demon abyss alone, just to save him.

He was locked in a dark dungeon, with heavy chains tied around his ankles, curled up on the cold and damp floor.When that immature scarred face appeared in front of his eyes, his heart was bleeding.

Lying in the boy's arms, listening to the boy's voice calling, he really wanted to live, he really couldn't bear to see the boy's disappointed eyes, but after all he couldn't hold on anymore, his eyelids drooped heavily, when he closed his eyes, his ears The heart-piercing wailing of the young man was heard.

"Master, you can't go, you can't go... If you go, I will be left alone in this world, and no one will make eel noodles for me again..."

He wanted to smile, laughing at this little guy who was only focused on eating at this time.However, he couldn't even do a simple smile.

Maybe it's because the fate of the world is still unfinished, or it's possible that he died without a peaceful eye. After his death, his soul was not taken away by the black and white envoys, but floated to the present world 3000 years later, and attached to a young man named Liu Xuan.

At that time, the original owner had a sudden myocardial infarction, and because no one knew about it, he died soon.Since Yan Wang does not accept Shen Qingxuan, he can only live as Liu Xuan.

"Interlude a piece of news that two entertainers at Xihai Port disappeared at sea while recording a program..."

The sweet female voice on the radio brought back Liu Xuan's thoughts. He stared at the chaotic crowd outside the window for a while, opened the door, and got out of the car.