Chapter 1977： You will lose control

Chapter 1977, you will lose control again.

Chapter 1979, you will lose control again.

"I came up, met a lot of people, you said that there may be someone above, you let me be careful of them. I didn't pay attention to it at first, they were beaten, it hurts, then they all touched me, kill me, I will... ..."

"Are you injured?" The cloud painting was shocked and quickly grabbed him everywhere. "Where? Where is it!"

"Nothing." He looked innocent.

"Gone?"

"I took a sip and the wound was gone," he said.

Cloud painting is speechless, but still insist on seeing where it hurts.

He pointed to his waist. "Here, you see, you don't bleed."

It doesn't bleed, but it doesn't heal so quickly, the scars are still there, but the healing speed is ten times that of normal people!

"I don't know if I will be hit again in the future. It's dangerous. This is what is hitting your waist. If you hit your eyebrows or your heart, what if you don't wait for yourself to heal, people are already dead!" Cloud painting board to educate him.

He nodded happily. "Well, I won’t let the bullet hit me again next time!"

Cloud painting glanced at him and asked: "So how do you remember yourself... How did you become mad? Do you know why you don't remember me?"

He thought about it and shook his head. "I don't know, I think... I want to tear them all..."

His voice is getting lower and lower.

I looked at her awkwardly.

He looked a little worried and secretly looked at the cloud painting as if he was afraid of her being angry.

Is cloud painting angry?

She didn't know, said to be angry, and knew that this kind of thing was not something she could control, but if she was not angry, she was uncomfortable in her heart.

"What do you feel?" she asked.

"What do you feel?"

Cloud painting, "Happy, still sad?"

He hesitated and shook his head slowly. "I am not happy, it is very difficult."

"Why do you still have to do it?"

"Because I am very uncomfortable, I want to tear them all..."

"I... I am uncomfortable, I can't control my strength..."

His appearance seems to be aggrieved and very embarrassing.

Cloud painting is helpless, but it cannot be left to continue.

She is mentally prepared, he may never have a way to recover, but at least he is not really completely controlled by the virus, he can control himself, he will listen to her, he will learn, this is enough.

She can teach him step by step and teach him to be a normal person.

"These murderers are going to kill you, so you have dealt with them, right?"

"Ok."

After a while, he whispered to her again, "Draw, I don't feel happy, I am not happy, I... I hate it."

"Then why are you doing this?"

"I... I can't control myself. I am very uncomfortable. I feel uncomfortable. I want to find you, but you are not there. I can't find you. I feel that I have to burn it all. I want to put it in my body. The fire is ruined... but I can't do it, I can only consume my energy desperately... Their blood, unlike yours, won't make me comfortable, it will only make me more uncomfortable, I...I I can't control it..."

Cloud painting lips.

She has already guessed the situation of Bo Siqing.

When he came up, he was besieged by these people, and then he stimulated the fierceness in his body. He was afraid that he had lost his senses...

"Draw, I won't do it later, don't be angry." He hugged her and said carefully.

Cloud painting smiles bitterly: "Hey, this question is hard to explain. Just like, just now, they want to kill you, you can only fight back. I am just... I am just worried that you will lose your nature because of killing... that is, you will kill because of killing The brain has become a mess. Just like that, you didn't know me at first, you need to rely on my taste to recognize me."

"What do you rely on to identify without relying on taste?" He did not understand.

Cloud painting is helpless. He is really the same as the original orc. The animal recognizes the animal. It depends on the appearance, but the smell. He has to identify the person, but he also needs to rely on the taste, not the face.

She looked at him and said, "Do you think I look good?"

"Good-looking?" He didn't understand.

What is the word good?

"Draw, you are delicious." His eyes brightened.

The cloud draws a slap in the mouth and glances at him silently. "I mean, do you remember my face? Do you remember my appearance?"

"Yeah." He nodded hard.

"I mean, can you remember my appearance at any time? Even if you are the most uncomfortable and the most uncontrollable, can you remember my appearance? You can see that I know it is Me? I don't need to smell it, I don't need to bite me to taste it. Just see me, remember me," she said.

He widened his eyes and nodded again and again. "I can."

"But you just saw me, you didn't recognize me. You know what you did, but you don't remember the process and the details. You are out of control." Cloud painting said, "Hey, if you can't control yourself, if it's a certain time. When you are out of control, the taste on my body is covered up by other tastes. If you haven’t had time to bite me and taste it, are you going to... kill me?”

The face of Bo Siqing changed greatly.

"No!" He kept shaking his head and his eyes wide open. "No! No!"

"So, hey, control yourself, stay awake all the time, don't let yourself get out of control again, can you do it?"

"I can!"

Cloud painted and laughed. "Good. I believe you can. You just need to remember clearly. If you lose control, you will tear me apart..."

"I won't lose control!"

"it is good."

In fact, the current situation of Bo Siqing is not suitable for survival in a complicated environment. Killing, crisis and blood are easy to stimulate him. There is no way to cloud painting.

She can't take him to the ground for too long, and it is safe to leave the mine earlier.

Going out from this mountain is not a simple matter.

Outside, it is the people of Tashan.

Fortunately, there is a thin engine that has completely exceeded the scope of human capabilities.

He took her and rushed out of the encirclement.

Grab a car, and hold the tower, and finally escaped from the mine!

The car quickly drove over.

The cloud painting was checked and the car had no problem.

"Tashan boss, we don't want to kill you, but if you play tricks, then I have to send you on the road soon." Cloud painting sneered, "Let your people be honest, no one is on the road." Set up a roadblock, we will take you, until safe, will put you down! Otherwise... you can let your subordinates prepare to collect the corpse for you now!"

Tashan sneered. "Do you really think that you can escape? It's whimsical."

"I always have to try to know." The cloud painting smiled, then jumped directly into the driver's seat of the car, and greeted Bo Siqing, who took the tower to the mountain and took care of it. ”

(End of this chapter)