Chapter 1178

Desolation, loneliness, despair

At the place where the boundless water and the sky meet, several crows "quack quack" and distort people's hearts.

This is a place where people are trapped in endless despair. The withered grass stretches into the sky and is desolate. Above the sky, there is a pencil color gray, which is shrouded in the sky, which sets off the desolation of the heaven and earth.

Whistling and coming, the cold wind, like the blade of a knife, makes people shudder.

Lin Xuan climbing rope in this side of the world, feeling a very thin air, suffocating dignified.

I don't know how many high mountains have been crossed. There are cliffs all over the place, which directly rush to the mountains of Xiaohan.

Where on earth is this?

Lin Xuan ran, as if, behind him constantly roared, roared the beast, the man eating beast, issued a heavy nose, issued a bloodthirsty roar, is angry to rise in the air, continue to chase.

"Ouch!"

"Hum!"

"Quack quack..."

The howling of all kinds of beasts, the sad cry of birds.

Suddenly, the sky and down, is a valiant lion, jump off the air, opened a big mouth, rushed to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan blows with a fist. Unexpectedly, the lion bit off his arm.

"Ah

He felt his arm bitten by a lion. He screamed and sat up straight.

Shit!

It turned out to be a nightmare!

His back was wet with cold sweat. He rubbed his eyebrows. What happened?

I haven't had a particular nightmare for a long time.

In other words, from childhood, he has been repeating the nightmare of being abandoned by the Lin family.

The nightmare that entangles unceasingly, always like a lingering devil, has been pestering him.

“…… I can't bear this decisive Overture, even if I receive the slightest apology, even if I still have the courage to ask you. I look at your disappearing back, and the little beauty in despair is in my beating heart... "

Just as Lin Xuan is still in the throb of waking up from a nightmare, a mobile phone ring made by Alan's "leaving Xi" rings loudly.

He wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, and took the mobile phone beside his head to get up. When he looked at the screen, his eyebrow was slightly heavy, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Soon, he rowed down to answer, "Hello, what..."

Without waiting for him to say a word more, a sharp voice came from the end of the phone, "Lin Xuan, it's not good. There's evil in poetry!"

Lin Xuan sneered a few times, toward the phone, disdainful cold voice way: "Luo Ping, what do you want to play? You haven't woken up in the early morning? "

"Lin Xuan, listen to me. I'm kind enough to call you. Now, poetry is at home, crying, laughing, and crazy, just like crazy."

At the end of the phone, Luo Ping said in a strange way.

Of course, from her tone, there is also a trace of fear, but also care about Qin poetry.

"I don't know what's going on. Shi Shi wakes up in the morning, picks up a knife and wants to kill us. You'll roll over to my mother immediately!"

Lin Xuan has already pushed aside the bedding and got out of bed. He knows that if it wasn't for uncertainty, Luo Ping, a snobbish old woman, would never have called him.

At present, he hung up the phone, dressed up, quick action, quickly left Nanshan Lake Garden apartment, straight to Yunwu Mountain hillside villa.

At that time.

Yunwu Mountain, hillside villa.

In the living room.

Qin's poems were dishevelled, his eyes were lost, his pupils dilated, and his scarlet eyes were covered with blood.

From time to time, she burst into laughter, and from time to time she began to cry with grief.

"I am the Supreme Lord and the common people. Do not come and kneel down as soon as possible!"

At this time, Qin Shi Shi grabs the pillow on the sofa, laughs and curls up in a corner. Luo Ping, anxious, yells.

Aunt Tang was also frowning, and came forward in a bit of fear. She called out in a warm voice, "poetry, what's the matter with you? I'm aunt Tang. Take a look... "

However, Qin's poetry glared with anger, and the scarlet eyeballs made people look cold. She spread her steps and ran towards the kitchen. Soon, she grabbed the kitchen knife and chopped at Aunt Tang, "what kind of monster are you? Dare to be a demon here

"Eat me!"

Talking like, the knife was burning, and it directly cleaved to Aunt Tang.

Aunt Tang was shocked and dodged in a hurry. Qin Zhenhua was also dumbfounded. He reached for the wrist of Qin poetry.

However, as soon as Qin Zhenhua grasped her wrist, the arms of Qin's poems and poems were shocked. The power aroused was just like an explosion, which directly pushed Qin Zhenhua away, rolled down two circles and tumbled to the corner of the wall.

"Where are you going to escape

She drank, abandoned aunt Tang, swung a kitchen knife, and chopped Qin Zhenhua's head.Luo Ping was also frightened. She didn't care too much, so she hopped up and hugged Qin Shi Shi Shi at her waist. She tugged hard, and exclaimed, "Shi Shi, wake up, see clearly, I'm your mother..."

Fortunately, Luo Ping pulled Qin's poetry away, and the kitchen knife was cut from Qin Zhenhua's head an inch, which made Qin Zhenhua's feet cold.

If it's half a minute slower, he'll move his head.

Qin poetry struggled, or in other words, without any effort, directly shook Luo Pingzhen. He also waved a kitchen knife and slashed at Luo Ping, "you monster, how dare you pretend to be the king's mother. You deserve to die, and I can't tolerate you."

While saying that, the kitchen knife is like minced meat, chopping toward Luo Ping.

Luo Ping exclaimed, "what are you still in a daze? Don't grab the knife in her hand."

Aunt Tang and Qin Zhenhua came back to their senses and rushed to them, holding Qin's poems and poems. While pulling Qin's hands, they kept saying, "poetry, wake up quickly. I'm Dad!"

"Poetry, what's wrong with you? How could it be like this? " Aunt Tang couldn't help but tears falling down her eyes again.

Even if Qin Zhenhua and aunt Tang were dragging Qin's poems and poems, they could not hold her. She seemed to be possessed by immortals and gods with infinite strength.

She raised a foot, kicked in Qin Zhenhua's abdomen, only one foot, will Qin Zhenhua kick fly three meters away.

And a knife across the sky, like a slice, slashed at Aunt Tang.

Aunt Tang was frightened, but she shrank her head in a hurry.

Qin poetry ha ha ha laughs wildly, "you demons, today I will act for heaven, kill all of you, eliminate demons and defend the way!"

She swung the kitchen knife. The kitchen knife in her hand was like playing with a toy. It was more like a windmill spinning in her hand.

Luo Ping complains, "why hasn't Lin Xuan killed a thousand knives yet?"

Hum, are you still hesitating? Today I am going to kill you all! "

She is a burst of laughter, step by step to Luo Ping, kitchen knife tiger, fierce light fierce, like a pair of murderous posture.

Luo Ping is totally confused. She really doesn't understand how Qin's poetry has become like this after a sleep and getting up early in the morning.

Did you really encounter something unclean and possessed?

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