[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

"Who Killed the Mockingbird?"

The girlish voice asked innocently and briskly.

"It's me, it's me."

The high-pitched voice couldn't tell the gender, it rang like a string of tinkling wind chimes: "I killed that annoying red-breasted mockingbird."

"I pinned his heart, plucked his feathers, and stretched his eyelids so he could watch his lair burn to the ground."

The girl sat on the concrete platform shaking her slender and fair legs, her dark almond eyes curved into crescent moons.She had two crude glove toys on her hands, painted with crooked facial features, and her mouth was opening and closing gestures. For a while, a girlish voice came out from her throat, and for a while, it was the sharp and thin figure. With an elf-like voice, he entertained himself in a good mood as if he was asking and answering himself.

"Ah," she suddenly looked back as if she felt something, her long black hair slanted down from behind with her movements, like undulating waves spreading black waves on the concrete platform, "come back Already?"

The chubby black blind sparrow flapped its wings and flew towards her. The evil bird stretched out its finger and let it land on its onion-like finger, bent one leg and supported its head with its arm, tilted its head and asked with a smile: " How is it? How is my little beast?"

A tactful chirping came out from the small body of the blind bird. The evil bird tilted its head and listened for a while, then pursed its mouth to show a bored expression, and the whole person seemed to wilt all of a sudden.

"What," she puffed up one cheek, and muttered vaguely from her throat like a sulking little girl, "Why did you give the gift I specially left for you to others to play with..."

She shook her leg heavily, and her heel hit the concrete platform with a muffled blunt sound.

"It must be the mockingbird's instigation..."

Evil Bird was talking to himself, squinting his eyes vainly, his black pupils fell somewhere, and the smile on his face became thin and empty.Black feathers spread from her body, covering her white and tender body in black, dull and without any luster, spreading along her neck to the end of her eyes as if covered with pieces of mottled and fallen off rust.

"Are they ready?" She seemed to be asking the blind bird in her hand, and she seemed to be talking to herself, and quickly gave herself the answer, "Ready..."

"Since you like to play hide-and-seek, then I'll play with you." Evil Bird smiled and rolled his eyes again as if he suddenly remembered something, and grabbed the blind bird on her fingertips with his backhand, fingers vigorously , clutching the little bird into a puddle of minced meat in the palm of his hand, letting the flesh and blood snake down his elbow, "Then where do we find it first?"

The dark bloodstains left mottled bloodstains on the concrete platform, and after a while, black birds were born wet from the bloodstains, shook off the wet black feathers that were tightly attached to their bodies, and turned into Chubby and petite.

"That's the same as before, let's start by breaking the barrier between the two worlds," the evil bird smiled with its eyes bent, and tapped its white and tender fingertips carelessly on its cheeks, "the little beast can't handle it now." These things……"

A black storm was brewing in her eyes, rolling up a bottomless vortex and stirring up the black sand deposited on the seabed for countless years.

Sandra's pupils shrunk to pinpoints, and her entire face turned pale.She trembled violently as if her body had been electrocuted, and suddenly pushed Natasha away, staggered back a few steps, stepped on the hem of her clothes, fell to the ground and blackened her body.

The pain seemed to bring her back to her senses. Regardless of her distressed appearance, Sandra turned over and staggered on the ground for a few steps before getting up. Tim saw that the magic pattern on her wings began to bloom as if charged with electricity. The more and more dazzling light came out, and my heart skipped a beat. Before his voice rushed out of the wings of the blind bird that devoured all the sounds, Sandra rushed into the sky like an arrow leaving the string, and even brought the The blind birds that Tom and Tony rushed over also swept towards Sandra like a tornado that suddenly changed direction.

"Of course you will come." The pitch-black wings unscrupulously spread out behind him, the dim red magic pattern spread like a creeper along the wing feathers like mottled bloodstains, and the golden gemstones like cat's eyes were dimmed, like The dead branch-like black silver wrap was firmly fixed between the collarbones, reflecting the small blue planet and the dark and boundless universe.

"You always come..."

The low voice disappeared into the twinkling stars, and the evil torii condescendingly looked down at the tiny planet below, retracting its wings, its figure looming, and the strange beast that almost merged with the background opened its scarlet eyes, looking towards the fragile and And the tiny world reveals its ferocious minions.

The air gradually became thinner and the surrounding temperature became lower and lower. Sandra felt that her heart seemed to be beating violently.

she is there.

She is waiting for her.

The sound of the wind gradually disappeared in the ears, the temperature also lost its meaning, and the distance was infinitely shortened. Finally, Sandra appeared in the eyes of the evil bird, and her pale face and numb face were reflected in each other's pupils. It's burning fireworks, a pair of silent undercurrents.

The sound is swallowed up in the universe without a medium, but the evil bird seems to have heard what Sandra is saying, and the smile on the delicate face suddenly becomes vivid and brilliant, like a flower that has sucked enough The buds of the poisonous juice bloom enchantingly with gorgeous flowers, spit out a highly poisonous fragrance, stretch out their branches and leaves with poisonous thorns, and crawl towards the prey.

"What are you doing?!"

Sandra's head still hurts, and her body still hurts.Weeping and wailing haunted her soul like a curse, so much so that even if she covered her ears, she could still hear those complicated and painful voices echoing in her mind and could not get rid of them. The screen flips back and forth frame by frame.

The pain that had happened to them all returned to her now.

"Does it hurt?"

The evil bird didn't answer Sandra's words, but just looked at her with crooked eyebrows and asked her softly.

"Of course you're going to be in pain, aren't you?"

The engulfing magical power enveloped the two of them and created a small space that allowed them to move freely as if they were on the earth. The sound of the evil bird was clearly transmitted to Sandra's ears, and it seemed to be flowing softly. The water flows over the silk of the fingertips.

Sandra pursed her lips tightly and looked towards the evil bird. Her reddish-brown pupils shrank like a bird of prey in a state of hunting. She stared at the evil bird and watched her every move, refusing Communicate with her.

The evil bird didn't think it was disobedient, and giggled.The transparent beast came to her side with scarlet eyes and gradually appeared. Only then did Sandra see the snake-like creature with jagged horns surrounded by the evil bird. Circle after circle coiled her in the middle, spitting out a forked letter, and his cold eyes met his gaze.

The evil bird raised its hand, and its soft, snow-white palm landed on the pair of sharp horns intertwined with the threads of the strange beast, gently caressing it, as if chatting with Sandra, with a laughing voice, softly speaking softly said, "Do you know why, little beast?"

Countless entrenched beasts gradually revealed their figures behind the evil bird. Their huge bodies were more or less covered with a hard exoskeleton like a weapon. At a glance, they were densely packed all over Sandra's eyes. As far as she could see, she was surrounded in the middle, like a net that made her have nowhere to escape.

The evil bird stretched out its hand, and Sandra saw sharply that the blind bird that was almost integrated with the background flapped its wings like a small fuzzy shadow and landed on the fingertips of the evil bird, and opened its beak to spit out no sound. cry.

"Look, you will feel pain when the blind bird falls on you, you will feel pain because the blind bird is born, but I don't, I can even make so many blind birds with my own hands, but I won't Feeling a little bit of pain," Evil Bird said here and smiled, his dark eyes reflected the hideous images in the sky, but the silence was like a black hole devouring everything, "Because we are different from those lowly beings. "

"No life is worth protecting like this, because no life is precious. They will be born and die, they will be born and die, but only we will not. Just me and you... Of course, there are others People, but generally speaking, they are still 'I'," the black blind sparrows came out from the interlaced gaps in the huge bodies of strange beasts like ants springing up densely, as if they landed on dead trees Generally, it fell on the body where the alien beasts could make them stop, and turned their empty eye sockets to look at Sandra, "But you are using yourself to protect those lower lives, just like all our peers Same."

"You carried all your life on your shoulders, suffered for their pain, grieved for their misfortune, shed tears for them, wept for them, and even loved everything they loved. You not only put their skin on In themselves, and even live themselves as them."

"But we are the world, my dear." The evil bird lay on the head of the serpentine beast coiled beside him, his light white fingertips slid across its upper eyelids covered with hard scales, and finally landed on the pair of eyes. The cold, emotionless pupils, like rubies, pierced in without any hesitation.

"We are the world, and these lives, all lives, are just a dispensable creation for us."

Blood gushed out from the lower eyelids of the strange beast, staining the scales on its face red, but the strange beast seemed not to feel any pain, just maintained its original posture and vomited, docilely letting the evil The bird's fingers stirred in its eye socket, bringing out fragments of the lens and vitreous.

Sandra thought that she would be disgusted, but in fact, she didn't feel any discomfort at this scene, except for a kind of anger rising spontaneously from her body.

"And you always pay too much attention to these...toys." Evil Bird unhurriedly pulled out her fingers, lowered her eyes carelessly and rubbed her fingertips, the viscous dark red liquid pulled out fine threads with her movements , fell with a sticky sound, and was swallowed up by the dark universe.

"You can even ignore your only kin for these toys."

"You feel it too?"

The evil bird straightened up, opened its huge black wings and slid towards Sandra lightly. Sandra wanted to avoid it, but her body seemed to be poured into cement and frozen in place, unable to move at all. move.

Warm and smooth fingers gently touched her face, and Sandra felt as if a row of feathers had exploded on her back. The body temperature of the evil bird belonged to a living person, and a terrible thought came into her mind. It was brewing, but unfortunately she could neither move nor speak now, so she could only stiffen her body and let the evil bird move on her body.

"Look, you obviously don't know what these things are, and you are obviously afraid of these things, but you still feel angry for my actions."

The blood left beautiful traces on Sandra's face, the evil bird caressed Sandra's pale cheeks, looked at the bloodstains left on her face, the corners of her lips curled up in a pleasant arc, and her voice became softer Sweet, wrapped around Sandra tightly like a poisonous thorn, and drilled into her ear: "You are angry only because of instinct... Your biological instinct makes you want to protect yourself. You can feel everything." life, but subjectively speaking, you may not care much about yourself. Of course, we all have a little too much sympathy. This is also a bad habit when it comes to me, although I try my best to Corrected, but there are still some... habits left."

Even though her body was still in pain and she couldn't move, Sandra still wanted to spray soda all over her face when she heard what the evil bird said.

Open your eyes and talk nonsense!How shameless!

"Look, do you seem like the kind of person who will easily give up your trust?"

Evil Bird is always very sensitive to negative emotions, after all, she is a creature that uses this emotion as her energy source.After noticing Sandra's rejection, she seemed to frowned in embarrassment, curled her lips with a bit of grievance and full of grievances like a little girl who eagerly embraced her own heart but was abandoned like a shoe , bent slightly with his hands behind his back, and pressed his delicate face almost to Sandra's, and asked in a soft and bewitching voice: "You who grew up in an environment like Gotham, Even if you face the... hero in your heart, will you give your trust so easily?"

"In the environment you live in, if you are so unvigilant, you are probably already dead?"

The ambiguous ending rose slightly, and all the unfinished words melted into the vague ending, with unfinished guidance and malice, like a poisonous snake tempting Eve to pick off the forbidden fruit, luring Sandra to touch the most taboo possible.

"All your actions are controlled by your instinct." Evil Bird said softly, fluttering her eyelashes, and Sandra could even feel the soft air from her mouth brushing her face, which is the kind of real , belonging to the breath of a living life.

"Your behavior after mutation is beyond your control," the voice of the evil bird became softer, her face was closer to Sandra, her forehead was close to Sandra, and her slender eyelashes swept over Sandra gently. Della's skin, "The instinct that belongs to your beast dominates your behavior and your thoughts. You will be assimilated by it and become its puppet. Under its instigation, you are willing to do this... Irrelevant life, shed the last drop of blood on your body."

"But it doesn't matter." She bent her eyebrows and tilted her head to brush Sandra's cheek against her ear, and the soft voice penetrated into her ear like a poisonous snake's message, "I will teach How you can get rid of this natural trouble can also help you learn how to control your instincts."

"so--"

"You can get rid of your established destiny."

The fragile barrier crumbled under the gnawing of the strange beasts that had concealed their statures, and eventually became overwhelmed and turned into dust.The city fell from the sky, and the unfinished magic circle rose from the bottom of the sea and the uninhabited corners, precariously supporting another world that fell like a collapsing sky, wrapping it like a net and barely stopping the fall the trend of.

And the ferocious beast showed a huge figure behind the clouds like a cloud covering the sky, roaring and weaving into an overwhelming army pouring down.

"No--!!!!!!!!!!"

Sandra only felt that the blood rushing in her veins condensed into ice, and her heart was in severe pain as if being squeezed in the hands of someone, oppressing her chest for a moment of suffocation, and the congestion rushed up her throat, and finally overflowed her chest tongue.

The magic power imprisoned in her was swallowed by the raging tide of magic. She turned her head in panic, looking at the shattering crack at the junction of the two worlds that suddenly appeared in the universe, tears and blood along the Her chin was dripping, and bloodstains smeared on the skirt of her clothes.

her world...

her world!

The pain and despair brought about by death hit her heavily like a waterfall weighing more than a thousand catties falling from the top of her head, tears blurred her vision, and the vacuum swallowed her cries, broken corpses and collapsed tall buildings It stabbed her eyes like fragments of a movie, and poured into her heart with complicated but equally desperate voices, forcefully tearing open the soft ventricle.

She saw war.

She saw the end.

The author has something to say: the rivalry scene is really too difficult to write, the evil bird is really too difficult to write, why did I put this person in in the first place [bald head.jpg]

After this chapter, I officially entered the countdown to the ending. Counting on my fingers, I found that I have to write at least sixteen extra chapters after the main text is finished...

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