Chapter 322

What is the feeling of death?

This is probably the most difficult question to answer in the world.

If someone gives an answer, no one will reply with a beep.

Who is not convinced, die once, try.

Death is standing in the darkness with no sky, no land, no light, only cold wind and countless howls, drifting involuntarily.

Long ago, high-speed railway heard people describe the feeling of death like this.

Not to mention, high-speed railway is just like this at present. It's really incomparable.

But he didn't like it.

He just wants to earn that feeling and get back to reality.

He went to the seven immortals nightclub to have a drink because he was stimulated by the blind girl crying to eat alone, and because he told Dong Bo to ask for a red card to sleep with him, he was beaten by more than a dozen internal security guards. When he got drunk, he rushed to a box on the sixth floor and took master Han away in front of the room I know. That's how I hang myself.

However, the high-speed railway has to admit that he really wants to play a fake song after holding the girl and kicking the 607 box at will.

Who let elder sister Han, born as charming and beautiful, good figure, or a snow skin?

If a man can keep calm after taking her away, is he still a man?

But even if he killed the high-speed railway, what he couldn't believe was that they were in that box.

Just when he was confused and wanted to fight against master Han, the girl smashed a bottle of wine.

Special.

This old cabbage help leaves, really rely on her brother after strong, as a "wife" self, do not allow him to harm other beauty?

The high-speed railway is very angry.

Decided to take advantage of this matter, to resolve the embarrassment of master Han Yaoqiang, simply in the 607 box, let the womanhood call for a long time.

Anyway, she's already his woman.

What's more, no matter how sharp the high-speed rail attacks her, it can't hide the fact that she is more charming than most young women in Huaxin.

Another unexpected thing happened to the high-speed railway.

He just walked in front of Bai Ruoying, grinning to do something, his heart suddenly burst into sharp pain.

Then he came to this place.

The high-speed railway is drifting with the strong wind.

I don't know how long after floating, the chaos of brain thinking, slowly turned up.

"Wo Cao, can't I really die?"

The high-speed rail's cerebral cortex has sent back a message.

Then there was endless fear, which convinced him that there was no mistake in his judgment.

Then, he was - unconscious.

In my mind, there is a picture rising.

He saw that he was really drifting in the dark wind.

I don't know why, but where.

He is still struggling, unwilling to roar, hands desperately tearing those dark.

I can't die.

I don't want to die.

I'm dead. Who's going to protect the blind girl?

Just her little intelligence quotient, if you sell it, you'll giggle and make some money.

Niu, wait, wait for me to go back!

I want to go back, go back, go back -

the above is the whole idea of high-speed rail.

And then he saw - he was climbing.

It was a precipice. He just needed to relax a little and let go of a finger, and he would be trapped in the land of eternal doom.

The point is, he seems to be carrying a personal burden.

The man put his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist like a koala.

High speed rail does not have to, nor dare to look back, to be sure that the person on his back is a blind girl.

He is carrying Ye Xingchen on his back. He seems to have no destination and can't reach the top of the mountain. He is climbing hard.

Girl, don't be afraid.

I will carry you on my back even if I try my best.

You sing me a song.

Well, just sing you are my baby.

So, there was a song in the ear of the high-speed railway: "you are my little baby, we are a pair. No complaint and no regret, fall in love with your beauty. You're my baby. We're a couple. Day and night to follow, give you the taste of love. Please accept the rose that I send you - "

the song is very light

very melodious, very lingering, and with an indescribable charm.

After listening attentively for a long time, the high-speed railway suddenly felt that the song was not from a blind girl.

The voice of a blind girl is crisp. If you only hear her voice and don't need to see her, you can recognize that she is a girl whose IQ is seriously offline -

who is singing to me?

Just as the high-speed railway thought of it, another message came back from the cerebral cortex.This news is from the body.

To be exact, it is his third leg -

there is a slippery, soft and slightly cool hand, which is doing that indescribable action on his third leg.

"Wocao, what the hell is this?"

As soon as the high-speed railway secretly scolds, it feels cold.

It's so cold.

It's as if he had been lying in the freezer for several hours, his blood was frozen, his heart stopped, he couldn't hold the rock any more, and he was about to fall into the abyss.

Fortunately, just when the high-speed railway could not hold on any longer and was about to let go, a trace of heat suddenly gushed out from the cold sea of Dantian gas.

Although the heat is very little, it gives the high-speed railway great strength, so that his hands holding the rock can be strong again.

"More heat, more heat, more heat!" he roared

God in the West said, there should be light, and then someone's head will be bald.

The high-speed railway said that if it needs more heat to support him to climb the mountain top, the heat will be more and more. Like the hot springs gushing from hell, they roar silently and drive away the chill, giving him the strength to climb up!

"More, more. I want more heat

In the long whistling sound of high-speed railway, the left hand suddenly forced the whole person to lift up, the right hand stretched out and firmly grasped a rock.

More heat, a steady stream, comes from somewhere.

"You are my baby" singing, never stop, always in his ear, melodious.

The speed of high-speed rail is faster.

Even he could see a white light in the distance.

He knew that the place with light was the top of the mountain where he would climb to death.

Light, soon!

High speed rail is frozen blood, finally boiling up.

If it were not for the danger, the high-speed railway would like to dance and laugh wildly.

He can only comfort the girl on his back and let her hold on for a moment, then he can rush to the top of the mountain and get out of danger completely.

It's close.

Closer, closer.

Fluorescent, within reach.

Heat from somewhere, like boiling water, no, just like a volcano, magma begins to boil.

At any time, with the roar of high-speed railway, it will break out in an all-round way.

Light, right in front of you.

The high-speed railway finally gave out a roar, and suddenly the volcano erupted with the accumulation of heat.

At an unstoppable speed.

"Ha ha, I finally got up. Niu, believe in high-speed rail and live forever. "

The high-speed railway rolled over and opened its eyes with a smile.

Then, the black wind blowing around, like the wailing sound from the devil's prison, could fall to his cliff at any time and disappear.

Light, but it exists.

So he turned over, sat up and opened his eyes to see a man.

High speed rail knows this man.

Isn't this the scum girl who took away his first and 17th innocence?

Why is she here?

He's full of ghosts.

On her face, what are those things that are still flowing down the corner of her mouth?

The high-speed railway and slag girl's eyes are opposite. It seems that after 10000 years, he just smiles and raises his hand to say: "Hi, slag girl."

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