I live on Zerg

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm dead! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh is I dead! ! ! ! ! 】

【blue!Ze!Small!Can!like!he!spread!Jiao!up! 】

[It's not a loss to see Lan Ze's cutie acting like a baby online in my lifetime!The insects are already satisfied (collapsed)]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh The soft voice is begging to you, the voice is so soft and sweet, it will make the bones of worms crisp, ah, I am dead...]

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! !I ascended to the sky in a 360-degree five-degree spiral in place, ah, ah, I'm dead! ! ! 】

【Invincibility is so lonely——I know for the first time that Aizawa cutie will also act like a baby to females...】

【Hichtt—cute Lan Ze who betrayed his dignity in order to go to the prison of the abyss, my mother is really good at his bitch! ! ! ! 】

Lan Ze lowered his head silently, as if a huge boulder was pressed on his head, suddenly he felt unable to lift his head up, the goddamn live broadcast made him completely ashamed!

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Chu Ran stood there quietly reminiscing, his heart was hit by great happiness, and he felt that he had no other wish for a perfect worm life.

No female can refuse the little male's acting like a baby, and they can't stand the little male's soft voice.

The little male who just betrayed his dignity has lowered his head, like a self-deceiving ostrich, his two snow-white ears are already red, and his long eyelashes are drooping. If you don't know his temperament, You might think that the cub in front of you is really a well-behaved and fragile soft little male.

Chu Ran laughed at his shy brows and drooping eyes. He wrapped his black robe tightly and said in a good mood: "What a coincidence, let's go together."

Aozawa responded vaguely, looking left and right with his eyes, but he didn't look at the black-robed worm.

Chu Ran knew right away that the brat must be having trouble in his heart again.

He has always had a bad temper that makes insects headaches. He grew up under the eyes of Wang Chong when he was young. Who would dare to let him suffer since he was a child? This kid has never been soft on him except when he was doing things. , is completely a lawless insect.

Seeing Lan Ze's depressed face, Chu Ran smiled in his heart, and said seriously: "Then let's go, my speed is very fast, you have to work hard to keep up with me."

Aozawa raised his head, full of unwillingness to admit defeat, "Of course!"

Two worm shadows traveling at high speed pass through the dark tunnel full of gears. The mysterious and dangerous darkness ahead seems to be shrouded in a gray mist. The mist is slowly wriggling, like a veil skirt blown by the breeze. put.

"what is that?"

"It's the plague."

Chu Ran stood at the exit of the tunnel, and Lan Ze stopped behind him, with a pair of blue-gold eyes shining brightly, spying on the wriggling gray mist.

Withered faces, stinking pus and blood, rotting corpses, desperate curses...

This is an ominous and deadly place.

Lan Ze hesitated a little, he turned his head to look at the black-robed insect, and said solemnly: This is not a good place. "

The pair of black hole-like eyes turned to him, and there was a hint of mockery in the Chitec-like voice: "There is no good place around the prison of the abyss."

The most evil thing was once imprisoned there, and even the most evil thing fell into despair for a while: there was also a butterfly imprisoned there, the most beautiful butterfly in the universe.

Chu Ran's thoughts drifted to a distant place, and the face that had been hidden in his heart slowly emerged from the depths of his memory again.

He is unhappy most of the time, always trying his best to escape from his grasp.

In order to make him happy a little bit, he is willing to do anything, but that worm is always happy for a little while, and then sits on the black mist without interest, waiting for the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

At that time, the Gouchen Sun hadn’t been destroyed by him, and the Gouchen Dark Star was still called Gouchen Star. There were flowers and plants all year round, and there was a sun that was always covered by dark clouds. If one day the existence in the abyss was in a good mood , the dark clouds covering the sun will dissipate, and the earth will be full of sunshine.

But such days are rare, because the existence in the abyss is seldom happy, but when the butterfly is pulled into the abyss by that existence, the sunken sky is always bright, because the butterfly likes light.

It was a very proud butterfly, never willing to lower his beautiful head, always trying to escape from that gorgeous cage.

He is like a bird in a cage, even if he hits his head and bleeds, he refuses to admit defeat, and he must fly to the sky full of freedom.

The existence softened once, and the butterfly finally escaped from the cage and never came back.

The black robe was gently tugged, and Chu Ran Feiyuan's thoughts were pulled back.

When he turned his head, he was facing a pair of beautiful almond eyes, rounded in shape like two small water droplets reflecting colorful light.

Xiao Chongzi looked at him with his eyes open, and blinked his almond eyes that had already grown, and a sweet voice came from under the cold mask: "What are you thinking, I've called you twice."

Chu Ran came back to his senses, and subconsciously wanted to touch his head, but when he thought that he didn't have a suitable container, the escaping power might cause him harm, so he could only wrap the black robe tightly with regret.

"Remembering a past event that I regret."

Lan Ze: "Since it is the past, there is no need to regret it."

Chu Ran looked at Xiao Chong beside him, and said softly: "Now I don't regret it anymore."

Lan Ze tugged at his sleeve again, and pointed to the gray fog in front of him: "Ahead is the gray zone dungeon, also called Plague City, I brought some medicine here, would you like to take two pills?"

The source of the plague was Chu Ran, the worm who created the plague himself led Lan Ze into the fog ahead without changing his face.

Lan Ze took a bunch of pills, readjusted his cold mask, and followed behind the black robe worm nervously. The plague is much more terrifying than the wild beasts in the wilderness. Anyone who encounters it will be terrified.

The gray fog was not as thick as imagined. After advancing for a while, the gray fog has lightened a lot, but it has not disappeared, much like the smog in Kyoto.

The Zerg here all looked haggard, and most of them wore filter masks on their faces, walking sickly in the gray mist.

When passing by a stall where items were exchanged, a worm walked past them listlessly. His body was covered with rotting wounds, the wounds were not scabbed, black liquid flowed out from the wounds, and the surrounding worms avoided it.

"If you are afraid, close your eyes and walk obediently behind me."

Lan Ze rolled his eyes: "You look down on me too much!"

After running for 6 hours in Plague City, Lan Ze held the black-robed worm out of breath: "Can you take care of the little male worm, you are running too fast, find a place to rest."

Plague City is a difficult place to find a place to stay. After hitting a wall three times in a row, they found a temporary post in a medium-sized insect nest.

The inn was like a prison, with black stone railings on all sides and a bed near the window, but otherwise empty.

Lan Ze's room was against the wall, and next door were two females wearing black filter masks, grilling meat around a fire.

These two worms were different from those sickly worms outside. They sat upright and calmly, and their conversations could be heard clearly in this post station with only railings and no walls.

Beside the fire, a worm in a gray windbreaker picked up the barbecue, carefully looked at the barbecue for a while with blue eyes: "It should be ready to eat."

The other worm was wearing a dark blue long windbreaker, and a small lemon-colored octopus was lying on its chestnut hair. It was lazily curling two translucent small tentacles, smoothing the smooth chestnut hair of the female worm. It's a mess.

The female worm with a bird's nest looked at the barbecue with a pair of green eyes, and said hesitantly: "This is fully cooked, he probably won't eat it?"

The blue-eyed worm sighed: "He doesn't like to eat well-cooked meat, but it's best to cook food well in Plague City."

The worm tore the barbecue into small strips, and took out a fluffy little black bird from the pocket of the windbreaker. The little black bird covered its wings on its head, buried its head in a deep sleep, and its small body was fluffy. It was fleshy and tucked into the palm of the palm, like a small black fur ball.

The female shook the strip of meat on the head of the little black bird. The little black bird shook its wings, stretched out a small head from between the wings, and sniffed the strip of meat. A second later, the little black bird shook its wings. The strip of meat in the female's hand flew violently, and she stretched out a slender bird's leg to kick the female's finger angrily.

The green-eyed worm laughed, a little gloating: "It's still such a temper after becoming this virtuous."

The female was a little helpless, and he failed to feed it four times. In the end, the little black bird just huddled in its wings and couldn't come out.

"He still refuses to eat cooked meat, what should we do?"

The green-eyed worm chuckled: "Don't be so bitter and hateful, just go hungry for two meals."

Suddenly the green-eyed worm let out a scream. It turned out that the little octopus on top of his head pulled out a lock of hair with its tentacles.

The blue-eyed female smiled, "Has your little octopus loved pulling out your hair so much since he was a child?"

The worm inhaled in pain, picked up the little octopus on its head and put it into its arms, pinching the tentacles of the little octopus angrily, "He loved picking up my leaves since he was a child, but he didn't know until I grew barbs." Restrain a little!"

Sitting on the bed by the window, Lan Ze felt that the two worms were a little familiar.

Especially the female with blue eyes gave him a very familiar feeling.

Just as he was wondering, the black-robed worm beside him had already returned with food.

The moment the black-robed worm walked into the room, the two worms next door tensed up and looked over at the same time.

The confrontation lasted less than three seconds, and the female insect with blue eyes looked at Lan Ze's eyes and exclaimed, "Alan Ze?"

Lan Ze's eyes widened: "Mr. Butterfly?" The URL has been changed, the URL has been changed, the URL has been changed, please bookmark again