Chapter 1171

Ah——

With Liu Qian's sad roar, the "Yin" dark clouds between heaven and Earth spread to both sides, and he didn't dare to stop his mood to vent.. More visit: ШЩЩ 79。

At this time, all the sea water came down from the sky, turned into heavy rain, drenched Liu Qian's robe, but as if he had lost his soul, he walked blindly on the sea, toward the nearest mainland nearby.

"Is this man ill?"

Driven to distraction, the city's port make complaints about the silent "walking" on the street.

But he didn't seem to listen to anything, so he went on step by step.

If you were close to him, you might hear his sad murmur.

"Why, leave me one, and it's like this, and it's like this, although they are all here, but you, you're gone, you're gone, leave me one, I'm afraid, I don't want to be alone, I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid --"

His mouth almost never stopped whispering like this. Liu Qian walked quietly, walking step by step toward the distance without stopping.

I don't know how far or how long he walked, so he walked step by step through the port and onto the road full of traffic.

With the roar of the engine, the sound of the trumpet, and the harsh call and curse, many people are disgusted by Liu Qian's blatant walking in the middle of the road as if he had lost his soul blindly.

Some people even yelled and scolded, "if you want to die, go and die."

Well?

Liu Qian slightly turned his head and looked at the owner who nearly hit the railing. Although his eyes were blank, after years of killing, his intention of killing spread out. The owner was stunned and shivered all over his body, and the cold soaked his back.

Seeing the car owner looking at himself foolishly, Liu Qian didn't respond. He murmured, "why, leave me one, and it's like this, and it's like this. Although they are all here, you're not here. You're not here. You're not here. I'm afraid. I don't want to be alone. I'm so afraid. I'm so afraid --"

In this way, walking blindly, without stopping, step by step, without stopping, without direction, without purpose.

Goo Doo——

When Liu Qian left, the car owner suddenly regained his mind. Even in front of his "girlfriend" sitting on the co driver's seat, he did not dare to say a cruel word to Liu Qian's back. He was in a dull state.

"What's the matter with you?"

Her girlfriend asked in surprise.

"No, it's nothing. I saw a bull man. Cough --"

Just now, Liu Qian's eyes scared him. He didn't dare to talk nonsense. At this time, he got on the bus in a hurry, turned around and ignored his girlfriend's correction. Now he just wants to go home and find his mother!

All because, this world is too terrible!

For Liu Qian, this is just a little "interlude". At this time, he has no mind at all. He is in a muddle and his brain is blank. Along the way, he only cares about self reproach. Everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with him.

Perhaps, at this time Liu Qian's feeling, only those who attach importance to emotion and righteousness can understand how hurt he is at this time“ Mom, look at that uncle. He runs the red light

"Well? Baby, where? Let me see - be careful

At the intersection, there is a conversation between Baobao and Baoma. When Baoma looks up at the past, she sees a trailer racing to grab the yellow light in front of the red light for three seconds, which immediately hits the young man.

At this moment, no one thought that the young man would go to the middle of the road. Even the driver was confused.

Many people on the scene turned their heads and couldn't bear to see the tragic accident.

However, when someone looked back, he just yelled that it was impossible. He looked at the scene in amazement and was shocked.

Later, many people turned their heads and saw that Liu Qian was embedded in the front of the truck. The most terrible thing was that he didn't move. Instead, the whole front of the truck was almost "dismembered" from the area with Liu Qian as the center. Even the containers behind him were all split in half. It can be said that the whole train was like a piece of tofu, From Liu Qian's sharp blade, it was quickly split into two parts and planted on the "exposed" surface.

And Liu Qian is still like a nobody, step by step blankly forward, in front of, is an artificial lake, so he walked on the water, in countless people like to see the ghost under the gaze, step by step disappeared in the sight of people.

"No, did you see it just now? That, that's it -- "

"Look, see --"

"My God --"

"This, this is incredible. What happened to him just now, this --"

For a moment, many people on the scene did not know what adjectives to use to express the shock behind the scenes.

This scene is too sudden, but when someone wants to look for Liu Qian, he has gone far and can't see any trace. It's like his appearance, like a dream. If it wasn't for the split truck still lying on the side of the road, if it wasn't for the train driver lying in the driver's cab, It is estimated that no one will believe that this scene is true.

But it happened that he just happened and left.

Only left behind a mystery that can not be solved, hovering in the bottom of everyone's heart.

No one will believe it, even if it is said like bragging. Coincidentally, there is no camera nearby, otherwise the truck just won't go for the three seconds before the red light.

Liu Qian didn't see the things behind him. Everything seemed to have nothing to do with him and didn't arouse any interest in him.

As he walked, Liu qiandun stopped walking. Suddenly he looked up and looked at his hands. He looked at the figure in the blue robe reflected in the window of a small shop not far away. His lips outlined a touch of bitterness. The tears had dried up. The tears and the hair were dancing gently with the wind.

"You've all left. What's the point of me staying? These are supposed to be yours. I don't know how to make you come back."

"Maybe it works, maybe it doesn't work, I don't know, Lao Jiu, broken noodles, white bones, I need you to accompany me, I need you --"

"You're not here, I'm so lonely, so helpless --" the tears that have been drained are not falling, only the red eyes show the tears that have fallen, drop by drop——

"That man is so handsome."

"Yes, but it looks a little strange."

"I don't know --"

Some passers-by stopped and looked at Liu Qian's figure, but before a few seconds, Liu Qian suddenly rose into the sky. In front of countless people, he soared into the sky and flew to the distance. His speed was like a streamer, and he couldn't even see his body.

For a time, many people who saw this scene, eyes wide open, mouth wide, are silly.

Liu Qian left, walked very fast, walked very fast, so disappeared in the sight of everyone, no trace.

If he left something, maybe it's a legend about Superman, which really exists.

The night of going to Beijing is more or less bleak. For some rich people, going to Beijing is the peak of the development of high entertainment. But for many Beipiao people, going to Beijing is actually a place full of all kinds of "Purgatory". People here are training, unless they have the opportunity to get out of this "Purgatory" and reach a higher level.

However, such an opportunity seems very slim. Therefore, some people choose to degenerate, others choose to return in a gloomy way, as if they had never appeared in this busy metropolis.

It's happening every day, every day, without a moment's pause.

"Self seal"

"Self preservation"

"Self exile"

"Self extinction"

In the sky, a figure said light words, followed by the figure who could gallop freely in the mid air, but it was like a kite with broken line. It fell down from a height of 100 meters, quietly smashing a hole in the ceiling of a cochlear house with an area of about 20 square meters above a civilian house.

One second before Liu Qian fainted, he saw a room full of pink and color. There were all kinds of dolls everywhere. They were very lovely——

"Anchor, there's a bomb in your house --"

“666——”

"Anchor, there's a man behind you! Look, look -- "

"Anchor, come back, there's a surprise --"

"I seem to remember the way of falling from the sky. It seems that there is a move called Buddha's palm, which is practiced in this way."

Wenwen, who is performing in room yy3533, looks at the barrage on the computer screen one after another strangely. She is surprised. How could it be? How could she suddenly fall down in her room.

Although she lives in the roof, how can such a thing happen? There are no tall buildings around. Unless it comes from the sky, it can't be.

But just when she was a little "confused" and "confused", all kinds of bullet screens began to brush up, and she said that it was really like that. Wearing the headphones of vigorous music and dance music, Wen Wen couldn't help looking back. At this, Wen Wen was not calm. She stood up from her chair in a panic and looked at Liu Qian lying on the ground in consternation, Big eyes blink, a little confused“ Good, handsome -- "

Wen Wen, who had recovered from her initial panic and surprise, could not help murmuring when her eyes were fixed on Liu Qian's face.

I have to admit that Liu Qian's appearance is really nobody.

The handsome face, if carved with axe and knife, is angular and masculine, especially the figure. At one glance, Wen Wen's body seems to be able to see through, and she can see the strange Mermaid line under the ancient robe.

Ah, what do you think? How shameful!