Chapter 13

As usual, the business in the bookstore is still cold.

In the evening, no one came.

Ling Ping'an also had a quiet time playing games all day.

Until some dizzy eyes bloated, finally put down the phone.

Looking at the latest segment on the screen of his mobile phone, he began to expand.

"Jie Jie!" Ling Ping An said arrogantly, "the brave in the canyon, they all sell Seoul at the auction."

"Too easy! It's so simple! It's so easy! "

From this afternoon till now, he has only lost one.

Or because the teammates dropped two, plus the opposite open black, constantly lead the line to lose.

Other times, it's almost rolling.

So, the segment came to the eternal diamond.

Knead the slightly sour temple, Lingping picked up the water cup, found the bag of unknown leaves from the drawer, counted out several pieces from it, and made a cup for myself.

Drinking sweet tea, I was exhausted.

Ling Ping An looks up at the time on the computer.

It's half past eight.

"Let's do more work today." He said.

So he sat down in the counter and began to code.

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The figure of Han Li rises and falls from the abandoned high-rise buildings.

Soon, she arrived in front of a still shiny building in the north of Donglin's old downtown area.

Even the logo of Zhentai industry is still hanging on the glass wall of the building.

She looked up at the 55 story, 160 meter skyscraper.

The murmur of the ear rustles.

The building in front of her gradually changed in her eyes.

The original bright building is like a piece of rotten wood.

The smooth glass wall in the eyes of outsiders is actually covered with all kinds of molds.

Han Li, without expression, stepped forward and pushed open the glass door to enter the interior of the building.

One by one, the lights hanging on the hall to welcome the guests came on.

The sound of sobbing and crying sounded from all directions.

Bursts of cold wind, blowing on the body of Han Li.

Let her feel inexplicably cold.

But she just laughed.

"Little ghost, dare to be wild in front of me Han Li raised his hand, and the scarlet whip was in the palm of his hand.

Bang!

The whip made a crisp sound in the air.

In the sound of whips, the lights hanging on the ceiling of the Hall fell down one by one.

The sound of sobbing and crying, disappeared clean.

Even the cold wind stopped.

But the whip in Han Li's hand has been extending forward.

Follow something, if you're wise.

Finally, she caught it.

A strong pull, scarlet whip, drag a long hair in red to cover the face of things, back to Han Li side.

The murmur of the ear, rustling, urged her.

Han Li's face was struggling.

But after all, it can't resist the urge of nonsense.

She squatted down and looked at what was still struggling with the whip.

He was dressed in red, and his hair, which seemed to grow from his head, covered his whole body.

If you look at it carefully, you can see that there are only red clothes and long hair.

Under the red coat, in the long hair, there was only a turquoise human gas.

In Han Li's eyes, red clothes and long hair do not exist.

This is a cloud of light with a faint human shape.

Looking at it, Han Li couldn't help but drool.

So, subconsciously, she reaches out, grabs it, and shoves it into her mouth.

Click, click!

Han Li's eyes gradually turned red.

It's like a beast in the dark.

Cruel and cruel!

She chewed the ball of light as if eating the most delicious thing in the world.

And in front of her, once let countless demon hunters helpless evil spirit.

The United Nations national security organization, can not eliminate the evil spirit.

Become food.

Because, it's natural.

In the abyss, all ghosts, unjust spirits and earthbound spirits are just the food of demons.

In essence, the devil is a soul eating existence.

Swallow the evil spirit in red completely.

Han Li stood up and looked at the building. Everything was different.

The hall, once clean and tidy because of the presence of evil spirits in red, is now a ruined place full of dust and cobwebs.

Several skeletons were scattered beside the sofa in the hall.Han Li stretched out his tongue and licked his full and bright lips.

"Delicious!" She evaluated the smell of evil spirits.

For more than ten years, the evil spirits in red, which had occupied the mansion for more than ten years, no longer existed.

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Elizabeth, it's like a skeleton now.

Her flesh and blood have become fuel.

In the torrent of steam turbine, it turns into mechanical force.

It's so strange that she's dragged to a mountain of steel with a mechanical car.

The prototype of the steel altar has been established.

Track, become the foundation.

Armor is the exterior wall.

The turret is the emblem.

Engines and engines are sacred images.

Boxes of ammunition, barrels of fuel, were placed in the center of the mountain.

"More is good, big is beauty!" She raised her head and looked at the great altar in front of her eyes, the sacred steel altar. Her eyes were filled with piety and awe.

At this time, the underground ammunition warehouse has been completely changed.

Everything has been transformed.

But

Elizabeth lowered her head and looked at the mechanical gospel.

At this time, this mechanical canon has opened a new chapter.

One by one, the words of iron and steel melted into liquid iron and flowed into Elizabeth's body.

Let her thin body, again full up.

Also let her know, this altar next step construction needs what.

"Steel can produce will only if it is watered with blood!" She said, "machinery can only awaken by injecting life into it."

So, she's going to hunt.

Kill the evil god's claws and teeth, and water the sacred altar with their blood.

Capture the descendants of evil gods and inject them into the machine with their life.

"The great spirit of all opportunities!" Elizabeth revered the altar in front of her eyes: "you are one, you are ten thousand, you are nothing."

"You are the Savior of the world and the Apocalypse of destruction!"

"It's you

"You are also Nanwu Gatlin Bodhisattva!"

"You are the father, you are the virgin and the son!"

"May your Tao, like a mechanical engine, roar in all the worlds."

She got up and walked out of the warehouse.

Two laser knives, extended from the arms.

The flesh is pumped into a steam turbine, and the turbine is burning.

She's going to kill!

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Sitting in the counter, Lingping's inspiration is like the tide.

A chapter of two thousand words, less than half a novel, almost finished.

But suddenly, he was in a trance.

All the inspiration stopped.

There seems to be a murmur in my ears.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear vague and meaningless sounds.

This sound is a little like the feeling when the engine of a car engine breaks down.

But it seems to be a little like the prayer sound in Taoist temples and Buddhist temples.

It lasted about two seconds at most.

The noise disappeared.

Ling Ping An took out his ear: "Gan!"

"What a mess!"

"At the critical moment, there's auditory hallucination?"

"Your sister

He looked at the document which had written 1725 words, and some of them wanted to cry without tears.

It's 275 words short.

This is not a problem that irrigation can solve.

So

Ling Ping An looked at the computer and said, "today's plus more is probably over!"

"But I didn't say that, so it's not pigeon!"

And

To tell you the truth, a street writer is a pigeon.

What can we do?

No one cares at all.

It's only the great God's treatment to collect blades and be chased.

Down the street Not worthy!

Look up and look at the clock.

"It's just over nine o'clock!" Ling Ping'an was surprised, he touched out his mobile phone: "such a beautiful day, do not play a few games, really sorry for this good time!"

And they went into the canyon.

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