Chapter 6： Angel down

[After scratching the yellow scorpion on the 20th, seek refuge in your arms. The angry jaundice asks you to hand over the 20th. Your choice is:

Hand over

b. Not paying

He Ruge chose he without hesitation. He looked at the little white tiger in his arms, and his heart filled with tenderness.

Don't be afraid, I will protect you.

... If you can sprinkle again, I will love you more!

[No one can arbitrarily destroy the experiment. Life and death on the 20th is not up to you to control. You are always so impulsive, Huang Wei. 】

Huang Wei

[Ha, good, very good...]

[Huang Wei approaches you and No. 20, then he pulls down the zipper of the pants]

He Ruge slammed his face and pushed the frame, suspecting that he was blind.

The jaundice on the screen wore a pair of magic trousers. The trousers had two zippers, one on the front and one on the back. The scorpion angrily opened the back zipper, revealing a long yellow tail, and the tail suddenly cocked. He sprayed a misty smelly liquid!

Huang Wei

[He attacked you and No. 20 with a scent gland. You are dizzy, nausea and vomiting. After smelling on the 20th, you can’t help but spit milk.]

He Ruge: "..."

What is this sand sculpture game.

Huang Wei put on the zipper and walked to the front of He Ruo.

The little white tiger in his arms lay in the arms of He Rue, a weak look that didn't come from the scent gland attack, but when he saw the jaundice in front of him, he still fiercely waved a small paw.

Huang Wei

[Give him the test data is a must, you don't forget, hehe. 】

shark?

He Ruge looked at this title and there was a speculation in his heart. The name of the npc is the name of their prototype. Huang Qi is commonly known as the weasel.

Is his prototype in the game a curse? So cool?

He Ru Ge’s thinking spread for a while and refocused on the game.

The screen is in the plot, and I can't let He Ruge choose. After clicking the yellow box of the mouse, I clicked on the dialog box of He Ruo.

[When measuring data, I have to look at you. 】

Huang Wei

[Hey, you are holding the 20th, I will wear him an instrument. 】

Huang Wei said that he took out the metal helmet and prepared to wear it to the little white tiger. He Ruge originally worried that Xiaobaihu would struggle hard, but Xiaobaihu’s performance was very calm. Yes, compared with other shivering cubs, Xiaobaihu’s gesture was even calm.

He stayed in the arms of He Ruge, and snorted softly. He did not sneak at the helmet in the hands of Huang Qi. When the red button on the helmet under the jaundice, Xiaobaihu hugged the arm of He Ruo.

If it is not the slight tremor of the body, the little white tiger is as quiet as sleeping.

During the measurement process, Xiaobaihu snorted like a nightmare.

number 20

[... 嗷 uncomfortable]

When the measurement is over, Xiaobaihu grinds his teeth effortlessly, and he stuns to Huang Wei. He Ruo song suddenly remembers the "angry bird". If he can adapt the game, he may change to "angry little white tiger." ".

Tied the little white tiger on the slingshot, aiming at the distant jaundice, and then slamming it out.

Although it is really bad to think of Xiaobaihu. But forever energetic, not a little white tiger on the road to being angry or angry... really cute. Even if it is not spoiled, it is cute.

He Rujing quietly looked at the screen with some weakness, even if the teeth and claws seemed to be bluffing, the heart suddenly felt a little sore.

He remembered the "uncomfortable" of Xiaobaihu in the measurement process.

His little white tiger, should be the king of the beasts, how can you be trapped in a small compartment, just a weasel can bully?

"Give him to me, measuring data is a must, don't forget, hehe."

shark?

The tiger's ear is moving. The staff of Xinghai Orphanage do not use real names, but are commensurate with the code names. The code names are generally their prototypes.

The monks only exist in the legend, and the prototype of He Ru Ge cannot be a monk, perhaps a creature in the sea.

When Xi Guizheng was distracted, Huang Qi did not know when he came to the front. The intact left eye stared at him maliciously, and the spiritual sea stimulator in his hand slowly approached.

The metal helmet under the white light is full of coldness.

Seeing this torture tool that brought him countless pains, Xi slammed his mouth and made a very smirk.

He really wants to know who developed the game, and every game plot can poke the deepest scar in his heart.

Reason is broken in one inch, and for a moment, Xi Guizhen wants to rush out and grab the left eye of Huang Wei. Because when he is ill, killing will alleviate this pain.

But his claws were gently held by one hand. The hands were very white, and the white eyes were like precious and fragile porcelain. They would be broken if they were not careful.

The loose shackles of the shackles, the people who hugged him did not use much strength, so gentle embrace, in a protector's attitude, he was held in his arms.

This is the first time that Xi Guizhen has been protected, even in a fake game, even if the person who protects him is a game character composed of data.

In his life, he seems to have never been crammed, let alone be careful at this moment, like a treasure-like hug.

The little claws moved in an imperceptible manner, but they were as if they were thinking about something and did not move.

I am not worried about him. I am not afraid of him. This person is just a game character. How can I care about him?

Strategic compromise is the right approach when the gap between the enemy and the enemy is wide.

Xi Guizhen did not know what he was thinking about in a mess, but in the chaotic thoughts, his emotions gradually stabilized, and he was calmly and stunned to be wearing a spiritual sea stimulator.

The red button is squatted.

"Hey!"

The glare of white light smashed everything, and the loud noise blew up in the ear, like an energy bomb bursting around! The overwhelming pain has turned over from the corpse, and the dense and dense tingling is like a long needle sticking into the brain. The pain of long and bones is constantly spreading, from the internal organs to the limbs.

The little white tiger is like a zombie little animal, curling up in the arms of the youth.

I didn’t expect that this game could be restored to this level. The original calm spirit of the sea began to roll, and the pain of the bones rushed like waves.

[Drip - detects the player's spirit and the sea is fluctuating, warm reminder, this link belongs to the treatment stage, will not hurt the player, please relax the player! 】

[Drops - the player is in a state of weakness, the scent of the scorpion of the jaundice attacked ※Fantasy ※ effective]

Xi Guizhen couldn't listen to any voice, and the place where the spirit was aware of the injury in the sea was constantly stimulated, and the pain was spreading rapidly. He gritted his teeth and refused to make any noise.

Because of the swirling spirit of air phagocytosis, his spirit knows the sea is sore, and the pain at this time is like a heavy hammer. In a moment of disappointment, his reason is smashed into powder.

Xi Guizhen remembered a lot of things, many things that he forgot and forgot to recall. How can I remember that clearly? Also, he was originally a monster, born to know, and never forget.

He remembered that when he was thrown into the 20th iron compartment of the b6 room on the first day, he didn't cry, and he was calm, because the hot milk was very good.

He was not willing to drink too fast, but he was too hungry, so he could only endure the pain and quickly finished drinking.

The little rabbit on the 19th was crying and saying "uncomfortable", and shouting his mother with milk, because he cried too much, and the words were vague. He put his ear on the iron wall and screamed "Mom." ".

Bunny's mother did not respond to her child. His mother will not respond to him.

Because the woman died in the cockpit.

He vaguely knows all about it. As a little monster, he has a lot of things to know a little. For example, when the bunny shouted "mother", his mind showed the face of the dead woman.

Although he was born to know, but compared to other cubs, there are more things in his mind, not everything knows, just like the interstellar language he can understand the meaning of the general, but will not say.

The little rabbit kept crying, and he listened to the crying and fell asleep. When he woke up the next morning, he didn't hear the crying of the bunny. Inexplicably, he felt that he was not suitable. So he put his ear on the iron wall and gently slammed it.

But this time there was no response from the bunny.

He sat back in the cotton nest with some regrets, and he waited for the breakfast milk, and the waiting time was always long. He was not impatient and slapped his claws slowly.

Just as he was so embarrassed, the cries of the cubs panicked and scared him. Xiaobaihu was sitting in the cotton nest in disbelief, not knowing what happened.

The iron gates were opened one by one, and the different cubs gave the same painful mourning.

Only by the 19th, there was no sound. The child is dying. The most familiar death of Xi Guizhen is in the air. He is very sensitive to this smell. When he smells dead, the bell in his mind is desperately ringing.

But even if he knew how dangerous it was, he couldn't break away from the strong imprisonment of adults, shook his head desperately, and eventually put on the helmet.

Endless pain.

This is the beginning of his life's nightmare.

He is an unfortunate little monster. No one hurts no one loves it. Even if he knows it, no one teaches him to speak. He only has two words, one is "mother" and the other is "uncomfortable."

Mom has been sleeping forever.

So he cried and called "uncomfortable."

The desperate situation has not improved. Why talk to others and communicate with each other? Since you can't respond, why bother to talk.

The memory was twisted like a whirlpool, and the door of the 20th compartment was pushed away again. Only the people who came in this time did not have a spiritual sea stimulator in their hands.

It was a dark-haired young man who was covered in light all over the body, like an angel. There was a whisper in the ear, soft and gentle, gentle enough to make people fall into tears:

"Can I talk to you?"