Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

Sui was the first to notice something was wrong.

Of course, apart from the point of "Is the direction you are going in the wrong direction?", other aspects were very wrong a few days ago.

Sui: Hey... Hey!

Where are you going!

Flood didn't respond.

During this period of time, there was a situation where there were questions and no answers. Even if he got used to it, it didn't mean he could be reconciled.

Both of them have good physical strength, which is the result of forced or voluntary exercise since childhood.

If you try your best, Sui's running speed is actually much faster than him.

So it made sense that he suddenly reached out and grabbed Flood's arm.

The moment his right arm was grasped, Flood seemed to tremble all over his body.

There was a sudden pause, which caught the unsuspecting Sui by surprise.

It hit his back, his tough body couldn't act as a buffer, so Sui was dizzy from the bump.

Flo: Let go.

pain.

He was quite vigilant, covered his right arm, and turned slightly to protect it more tightly.

It's as if this arm has had a serious problem and has been injured...

Flood should not have been injured in this part these days.

Sui: What's the situation?

Flo: None of your business.

After finishing speaking, he was about to run again, but unfortunately, Sui quickly stopped him.

Sui is very sure that there is absolutely no real injury on his arm, so he grabs it forcefully, and will not let go of it.

Sui: Is that the only thing you can say!

……

Well……

He was particularly ruthless.

Sui only felt a dullness in his abdomen, and the sudden elbow hit made him roll back uncontrollably.

Probably because the impact was too strong, even skipping the pain, it was the final effect directly.

When Sui came back to his senses, he was paralyzed on the ground alone.

The guy who punched him is nowhere to be found.

He took several deep breaths before suppressing the desire to swear.

Sui: (Calm down, calm down.)

(Don't make the same mistake again.)

(Don't, do it again, same.)

If Flood is going in the direction he said, which is the Demon King's Palace, he just needs to run quickly, and there should be still time.

But... Sui looked around, this direction was definitely not.

If only he went to the Demon King Palace! ……wrong.

Sui: (No.)

(The only sentence I made up.)

(He only mentioned Xus.)

Sui: (Even so.)

(Where is Xus again?)

Thinking of the guy who only smiles and smiles all day and seems very gentle, but who knows what disgusting things he has done behind his back, Sui has no intention of adding an honorific name after his name as he appears on the surface.

Originally, he didn't obey much, and he never obeyed from the very beginning.

Even if he had followed his errands or orders during the period, it was the result of Flood's adjustments, which were quite different from his own wishes.

Sui: (...too little friendship.)

(It should be said that "knowledge" is too little.)

Because I don't understand, even if I guess, there is no basis or clue.

Feeling lost, he stared at the pale ground for a long time.

Snow was last night?It was still in the afternoon - it stopped, and it has been sunny since then.

In other words, there should be some footprints on the ground.

But he didn't notice it at first sight.

If you look back, you can indeed find a long stretch of road, but the path is messy and irregular, and it leads to the direction of home leisurely.

He took a few steps in place, and then walked around to confirm that the footprints were indeed left by himself.

So the question is, where are the footprints belonging to Flood?

How did he manage to leave no trace?

Sui himself didn't notice that he clenched his teeth.

Not only the jaws, but the sinful teeth even affected the tongue, the tip of the tongue was broken, and the fishy sweet smell spread unknowingly.

Sui: Tsk.

He took a sip, and spit it on the side indiscriminately, and a white mist rose from the snow, which was the result of the warm liquid poured on the ground.

The poured part melted in a circle, because it was mixed with blood from the tip of the tongue, it looked wonderfully light red, not thick.

Sui: ...

Although do not want to use, but.

There's only one mouthful, but it's still blood after all.

He remembered that there was a wonderful advantage.

Then he spread his hands flat, tapped his tongue with the tip of his right finger, and then tapped it on the palm of his left hand.

I was thinking about some strange things that I haven't touched for a long time in my mind, and the traces on the ground suddenly began to squirm recognizably to the naked eye.

The last time he used this technique was nine or ten months ago, so it was a little awkward.

The process took a little longer than he expected, but in the end it had some effect.

He stared at the small group, and the speed of the small group of water stains moved faster and faster.

Keeping up, its speed gradually stabilized at the level of fast running—just the same as before.

Sui: (Fortunately, in the past few days, only "this point" has not resisted.)

(Otherwise, there is really no way...Damn it.)

(Flood...you bastard.)

Nasty spells and Flood, the answer to this double-choice question has been given.

But Sui is just competing with himself, he understands, it's hateful.