Liu Zhongyi sat on the hospital bed, looking at the singing that was still breathing, and asked, "who is catching up?"

"My old acquaintance." When singing, there was still a cold light in his eyes.

"Ah?"

"I chased them to kill for some time before, but there were too many of them, and they were very mysterious, so they didn't cause any critical hit to them after all, but I didn't expect them to dare to appear under my nose now." Gao Ge took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

Liu Zhongyi couldn't laugh or cry: "what he said is that the other party came to seek revenge?"

Sing and nod.

"In that case, they still know more or less about you. Since they dare to come, they must have done their homework. They must be careful!" Liu Zhongyi said positively.

Sing and put out the cigarette end in your hand.

Liu Zhongyi naturally understood what he said.

But his character has always been like this.

Pay attention to it in mind, but it's not serious on the surface.

At least in this way, you can make yourself easier

Outside the hospital.

The night shrouded.

An old man was shrouded in a large black cloak, and a group of people gathered around him. There were about seven or eight people in their early twenties and thirty or forty years old, and the old man stood in the middle of them.

In the old man's hand, holding a mirror, the picture presented in the mirror is actually the scene in the hospital.

In the dark blue color, the figures walk rigidly, like walking corpses. If an ordinary person comes to have a look, he will think that this is an iPad playing horror films, and it is still an old film. In recent years, there have been few horror films focusing on strange colors.

The lights in the corridor flickered like those in the singing ward.

It feels like a horror film more and more.

A large group of people walking in the corridor, each wearing sick clothes, have no God in their eyes, as if their soul had been taken away.

The string puppet seemed to walk forward.

Their destination is the singing ward.

A doctor on duty heard footsteps.

He opened the door and looked at the amazing sight in the corridor.

At this moment.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at him.

Just ask you if it's exciting.

Then the men went on.

As if I didn't see him.

The doctor quickly retracted his head and closed the door. At this time, his clothes had been soaked with sweat, his hands and feet were cold, and he lost consciousness. He sat in a chair at a loss. He didn't know how long it took before he slowly recovered his mind.

His brain is not enough.

Can you experience this when you grow so big?

He even began to wonder whether he had not woken up, or whether a domestic horror film crew had come here to shoot.

In addition, he really can't think of any other reason. After all, he is a materialist teenager growing up under the red flag

Screams continued in the corridor.

Suddenly, there was one more person in the scene.

An old man in a white robe.

He stood in front of the walking dead, frowning.

"Not dead yet..." he sighed.

These wandering in the hospital corridor are just temporarily manipulated into puppets by others. They still have breath. They can be regarded as hypnotized. That's why the mountain viewing old man feels troublesome. If these are dead, punch one child. Anyway, they are dead, but now these people are still alive, If the old man wants to stop them from moving on, he must be based on the condition that their lives are not hurt.

This is simply going from simple mode to hell mode.

For the old man watching the mountain, it's easier to kill one with one punch.

Although I have a headache, I still have to do it.

In this regard, he has no ink.

Rushed into the crowd and hit it with one punch.

Just leave a little force and let them lie down.

Finally, he was a little impatient and simply broke one leg.

Although it sounds cruel, the click sound is still very enjoyable.

Old man Guanshan is not a good man.

If not, he would not dislike Liu Zhongyi's character.

Liu Zhongyi!

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is also very ink, has the benevolence of women, and is not decisive enough.

In the end.

Who doesn't want to have such a friend around him?

What's more, Liu Zhongyi himself is not a pedantic person. He just reads too many books. Whether he is an old man watching mountains or singing songs, their world outlook is slowly established brick by brick, while Liu Zhongyi's world outlook is piled up with strange books. The difference is normal, but he stays with the old man watching mountains, They are also constantly changing their way of life.

This may or may not be a good thing, who knows?

In the dark.

The old man in black frowned.

He looked a little angry, and the disciples around him directly said what he wanted to roar in his heart.

"Don't you mean singing alone? Why is there such an expert around him?"

"Yes, have we been cheated by the people of Xiaoshan sword sect?"

"These bastards, even if they took us as gun captains, even lied to us!"

A disciple calmed down and asked in a low voice, "four elders, how is this man's strength?"

The old man in black sneered and said, "master realm."

"Master?" The other disciples took a breath.

"Yes, this man was originally the founder of Tianmen. After the collapse of Tianmen, he joined the Dragon Pavilion, but he didn't expect to follow Gao Ge." The black robed old man's teeth clenched. "To speak of it, it's an old man without shame. If it wasn't for singing, their Tianmen wouldn't be destroyed. What's the result? He recognized the thief as his father. It was singing together with the Dragon Pavilion that destroyed the Tianmen, but he returned to singing as a dog and was as happy as a relish."

therefore.

A group of disciples began to denounce the old man.

However, it doesn't make any sense. Anyway, the old man is still in the hospital and can't hear what they say.

Suddenly, the old man in black put away the mirror in his hand.

He turned and looked behind him.

One man and one beast walked slowly towards them.

"Good evening, students of Guizong. See you again?" Gao Ge looked at them with a smile, holding the flying star sword in his hand. After saying that, the sword Qi rippled. The nearest ghost sect disciple didn't return to his mind at all. His head had fallen to the ground and his body fell down, "Hey, no, hi? Is it shocking?"

Doudou follows behind the singing, whining.

If you don't make a good national treasure, you have to Cos big wolf dog.

Interestingly, the hair on Doudou has turned red.

This is a red giant panda with fierce milk. l0ns3v3