Chapter 2425

The surrounding buildings are basically the same. They are dilapidated. The cold wind blows and buildings are crumbling. People really doubt whether they will collapse in the next second.

People around look different and wear different clothes.

Some people sit under the eaves with a cigarette in their mouth and look at the passing people in the rising smoke. Some people grind their knives carelessly, and the blade reflects the dazzling cold in the sun. Some people fight directly in the street, stabbing each other and seeing blood.

The people around looked at the picture as if it was an ordinary thing, and some even looked at the farce with a theatrical attitude.

It seems that the death is not life, but a tiny dust.

This is the daily routine of slum 42.

A cold, cruel place without any bottom line human nature.

The man followed ranbai, looked at those people who were still fighting not far away, and smiled with disdain.

Ranbai doesn't care about everything around her. To be exact, there's nothing worth caring about.

Moyo came out of slum 42 after about half an hour.

It is no longer the dirty and shabby place that catches the eye.

It is a prosperous street, full of popularity, vitality and happiness.

It looks like a paradise in heaven.

no wonder,

It's a dream paradise in slum 42.

Dyed white narrowed her narrow eyes and smiled with an unknown meaning.

"What are you laughing at?" the man was a little strange. He couldn't help asking.

"Shut up." ranbai said indifferently.

Man: "

All right,

Give in to the big guys.

Now that he has come to this place, the man has no intention to keep it next.

So ranbai stood there and raised her white chin to the man. Her voice was very weak and there was no temperature: "you can go."

"OK." the man answered with a bright look in his eyes. He couldn't wait to leave. After all, it's like living in a glacier with a strange girl. I don't know what's going on.

And this man

It's too dangerous.

The sense of oppression almost choked him.

He touched his arm. It was a little far from dyeing white. He finally felt the warmth of the sun on his body.

The once disgusting hot sunshine has become so beautiful now.

The man seemed to think of something. He paused. He turned back and looked at the girl not far away.

You can only see a slender, cold back, dressed in blood, moving away against the light. The color of blood stained red has gradually faded down in the halo of the aperture.

The man can still see the blood on the girl. He feels a little strange.

Although there are many people in contact with the magic dream world, in such a busy street, I can see such a blood stained clothes, pale and strange figure, especially the blood beads on my fingertips, spreading out a long blood mark on the ground.

... don't you think it's weird?

He couldn't help asking the old man who was still setting up a stall next to the street, "how do you feel about the girl who passed by just now?"

The old man set up a stall with some ancient PEIs on it. When he heard the man's questions, he was stunned. He raised his chaotic eyes and looked at the distance, "who?"

"It's the one in blood red." the man pressed his temper.

"Don't you think she stands out in the crowd? Look, she's still bleeding?"

Listening to the man's adjectives, the old man frowned. To be exact, the man in the man's mouth must be a particularly eye-catching existence on the street.

But

At a glance, the old man will see the bustling crowd in the future, not to mention a young girl in blood who is particularly beautiful and has three evil spirits, even a girl in red.

"Young, what kind of paranoia is this?" the old man looked at the man sympathetically, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed a long sigh.

Man:???

He was confused. For a moment, he didn't understand the old man's meaning. After reacting, he was worried immediately, "didn't you see that man?!" he didn't believe in evil and looked again. He could still see the bloody figure stained by the halo. How could no one see it.

Hearing the man's question, the old man said with a straight face, "what are you talking about? I haven't reached the point where my eyes are dazed. How can I not see a big living man? Don't say it's a girl in blood, I dare say there's no girl in red!"

Listening to the old man's staring eyes, with a somewhat questioned unhappy tone, the man's body was completely stiff.

Really

Out of sight?

He suddenly felt a little cold on his body and asked others in a panic.

As soon as passers-by saw the mark of the iconic slum No. 42 on men, they all showed an expression of disgust and disdain, as if they saw something dirty.

In desperation,

Men can only leave the magic dream world in a trance. After all, if they are found by some nobles, they will have to be cattle and horses.

When he looked back again, he could not see the extremely conspicuous blood clothes.

"Grass as like as two peas." recalling the same picture as the face that died three years ago, and the cold chill that came from the beginning, the man spit out a spit and felt a bit unlucky. The cold meaning of his body had not dissipated, but it accelerated the pace, and hurried back to slum 42.

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It's night,

Magic dream world,

The dark night shrouded heaven and earth, and the world seemed to fall into a silence. Only the wind and grass moved, and the sound of tree shadow whirling sounded slightly.

The slender and cold boy just came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a black solemn bathrobe with a slightly open collar, revealing half of the cold and beautiful clavicle, and his skin was morbid pale.

But the mysterious and evil looking bone chain was always carried, and the small silver white cross was covered with a faint awn in the night.

Suddenly, Si Jin's movements stopped. He stood there, tall and slender, with a sense of indifference that penetrated everything.

The young man was silent, because he had just bathed, his broken black hair was still wet, just covering his eyes. The water droplets slowly slipped from the angular and beautiful side face, followed the beautiful arc of the clavicle depression, and finally fell down the collar.

The interweaving of cold and lazy brings a breathtaking contrast.

The lights in the room are scattered, and the wind can only be heard outside the window.

Si Jin slightly looked down and could see a figure slowly approaching behind him from the glass mirror next to him.

So slowly close to the back, the blood like color became clearer and clearer.