Vol 7 Chapter 1023: This past year

An endlessly solemn mansion, the long-lasting black eagle flag hunts in the wind, on the door of the red lacquer, the huge plaque is written with a "鸢" character, and the sandalwood scorpion above the gate has a vivid phoenix sculpture flying in the wings. Biluo, next to the central doorpost on both sides of the gate, is the mighty dragon of the claws and claws driving in the fog for nine days. The cold eagle squadron soldiers are on both sides, watching the front and guarding this.
Yufu, this is the collapse of the 16th year after the end of the Second Great Patriotic War. The former Grand Marshal was specially built to recognize the cold and protect the country. It is also the "home" in the current sense.
The ink bones that arrived at Wangdu stood in front of the open door. The uniform of the eagle flag on the body was the same as that of the government. It seemed to be integrated into this repressed scene. She crossed the eagle flag soldiers on both sides and strode. At the same time, the voice of the eagle-flagged men’s voices rang with a murderous voice: "Welcome to the General Commander of the Jiangnan Army!"
There was no change in the face of the ink bones. It seemed that I didn’t hear the slamming sound. When she stepped into the door, she just took a step and heard the twisted sound of the giant wood behind her:
Hey...Boom!

The wind was over, the ink bones didn't look back, and I didn't have to look back. She knew that it was the sound of the door closing. Before it was reopened, there was no living thing to leave the government.
The wall of the government is very high. Every 100 meters, there is a watch tower. The whole body is dark, as if it is a cold giant spear pierced by the sky. Under the gloomy sky, the watch tower has been completely martial, and occasionally you can see the reflection. The light coming from, it is the sniper's sight.
When the anti-light of the sniper mirror entered the eyelids, the ink bones still did not look at the tower, but only extended the hand full of old scars, gently touched his lips, and looked at the touch lip glaze on the fingertips. It’s beautiful, her lips are light, as if she is smiling.
The ink bones walked into the mansion, and under the guidance of the soldiers, they walked toward a partial hall. The passage leading to the partial hall was originally dark, just like the mouth opened by the beast, which swallowed all the light, but with the fire, The torch on the aisle ignited, spreading like a dragon, illuminating the dull aisle.
The soldier said with a blank expression: "The general of blood, please, the eagle king is waiting for you inside."
The ink bones went in. As the walk went deeper, the more and more strong sense of oppression came. This originated from the structure of the whole passage. It is dense and airtight, and it has a tendency to narrow inside and outside. Small, as if to limit the flexibility of prey.
In addition to the narrow channel design, the length of the 100 meters is actually set up with 12 isolation doors. Each door is made of refined iron and weighs more than ten tons. If it is not the mechanical transmission, it is not only the strength of the individual. Evolution, no one can break through these twelve iron gates.
This is a prisoner of sleepy prey!
The ink bones walked slowly forward, and the iron gates behind them fell one after another, shaking the ground and roaring, and even the eardrum began to tremble, but she never looked back and looked at it at first sight.
When the twelfth iron gate fell, the ink bones were already standing in front of a door. She finally sorted out her own eagle uniform, and the dark purple tie with the same cold and ochre on the chest. Tapped the door.
The door is not closed and it is open at the touch of a button.
This is a very comfortable room, fully enclosed, but with a small courtyard built on the inside, a few small trees exudes vitality, surrounded by water-stained bluestone, wrapped in a clear small pond, inside I can see the fish that spit out from the water from time to time, and the coffee table that sits on the ground facing the courtyard.
On the other side of the coffee table, the ink bones saw coldness. She didn't have a long time with the cold, and it was only a few years old, but it was the time of the past few years, and the ink bones felt a little cold.
The cold look is very thin. Once the empire of the empire, the current eagle king, there is actually a hanging needle bracket around, the milky white liquid flows into the body through the stagnant needle, and the unrivalled dragons can only rely on intravenous injection of nutrient solution. Health.
"Come." Cold-heartedly closed his eyes and raised his spirits. After the ink bones came in, she opened her eyes and looked at the ink bones. After a moment of silence, she suddenly said with great interest, "Are you makeup?"
The ink bone nodded.
Cold smile, admire: "The first time I see you makeup, it's beautiful, I feel like you haven't grown up yet."
The ink bones did not speak.
"Well? Stand up and do something, come over." Cold 调 adjust the flow control of the needle to the closed state, pull the interface out of the stagnant needle on the hand, then reach out and take a scent of osmanthus rice wine to open, put it down the table On the other hand, I said with enthusiasm, "Come, we haven't seen each other for several years, let me drink a few cups."
The ink bone came over and sat in front of the coffee table, shaking his head and said: "Eagle King, you can't drink."
In the one-month-old dragon blood scorpion, many organs in the cold sputum were necrotic, and the stomach was removed by surgery. Don’t say drinking, usually only by injecting nutrient solution, drinking a little more fluid, drinking. I was looking for trouble for myself, but I didn’t seem to hear the ink bones at all. I poured a glass of ink on my bones and poured myself a drink.
The ink bones no longer say anything more, and drink the wine.
After drinking the wine, the cold cup raised the empty cup and stayed in the air. He smiled and said: "Ink bone, have you heard the story of the cup?"
The ink bones said calmly: "Experienced in person."
"Oh... yes, Luo worry was using this trick to kill Otley's grandfather." The cold voice just fell, the hand suddenly released, and in the gaze of the ink, the cup slowly fell, like Raindrops dripping in the air will splash at any time.
However, just when the cup was about to fall, the coldness was caught in midair, and he laughed: "Luo is really a child's mentality. There are so many ways to send a signal. You have to learn the ancient book."
Cold squatting put the cup on the table, touched the back of the head, and found out the body. He asked with interest: "What did you think at the time? You know, if the matter is not done clean, things are exposed in advance, you two It is very likely to be regarded as abandon."
The ink bone shook his head and said: "I didn't think about the consequences. I was sure to kill a strong enemy. I did it." ァ新ヤ~8~1~中文网ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм
Cold shot a hand, his face full of emotion, said: "Ink bone, know why I like you?"
The ink bones looked at the cold eyes and waited for the answer.
"Because you are like a wolf." Cold 鸢 filled the two cups again, clinking with the ink bones and smiling, saying, "It’s been broken for 3 years, that is, when you were 10 years old, your parents died in front of you, and the children usually touched This kind of thing has long since collapsed, even if the mind is strong again, it will leave a shadow in the future. But you don't, there is only one thing you think about: the federal officers."
"You are looking for a black market surgeon to transplant a bomb in the body, and voluntarily dedicated to the federal officer to abuse... Although that did not happen, imagine if it becomes, the federal officer who likes to kill kills your lower abdomen, Seeing a belly bomb, then Boom! That would be a funny picture..." Cold eyes made an explosion, and the dark purple eyes were full of smiles, even reaching out and pinching the ink. The face of the bone, smiled and said, "This is why I like you and take care of you. You have a rare wolf. Once you look at the prey, you will hunt to death. Even if you are scratched, you will not shrink. You only think about it. Tearing open the enemy's throat, as for the consequences, you never care. I saw at the time that you can grow up alone."
"Wolf is a good animal. I like wolves very much. I like the enthusiasm of this kind of animal. I like their bloodthirsty wolf." The cold hand took the back from the inkbone face, but the smile was not reduced, but it was dyed. There are other emotions. "Ink bones, do you think the wolves are well-fed?"
The black bones of the ink bones are very clear, there is no trace of impurities, just like a night sky clearance: "I heard that the dog is domesticated from the wolf." New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer: https://
"Yes, that's it. Dogs and wolves are a species, and dogs are indeed domesticated by wolves." Speaking of it, the cold stunned, and the smiling eyes were stained with a chill of ice. "But, Have you ever wondered how many years it took humans to domesticate wolves into dogs."
The ink bone replies: "Thousands of years."
"Thousands of millenniums." Leng Fu repeated the words of the ink bones and then asked, "How many years have you followed me?"
The ink bone replies: "29 years."
"29 years." Cold-heartedly repeated the words of the ink bones. From this moment on, the smile in her eyes disappeared. Instead, it was a cold and chilly killing. "In 29 years, it’s a stroke." It’s as short as one eye."
The ink bones did not speak.
Cold squatting, the movement is very slow, slow to a child can react, she reached for the blue dragonfly at the waist of the ink bone, pulled it out, and stood in front of the throat of the ink bone, as mechanically accurate The ground pierced the skin for three points, and looked coldly at her and said: "The soldiers will hand it out."
The ink bones did not say anything, even the blood that overflowed into the throat before the throat was not in charge, and the blood lord was printed directly from the space bag. After the Grand Marshal ordered the world, this general was also represented. The commander of the entire army of Jiangnan represents all the Jiangnan army, and all Jiangnan money and food represent the hot power.
After the ink bones printed the generals of the blood, the top of the room came with a fine squeaking sound. A gun was quietly explored from the gap of the dome. The ink bones were aligned from all sides, and the dark muzzle shone with death. Han Mang, the gunman hidden in the dark finally appeared, only to wait for the Eagle King.
I looked at the calm ink bones, and smiled indifferently. "You listen to me like this?"
The ink bones nodded silently.
In the cold eyes, the chill is getting thicker and faintly said: "Are you a wolf or a dog?"
The ink bones did not speak.
"I will tell you the answer, how?" Leng Yu extended his other hand and pinched the chin of his ink bones. There was a chilling killing in his voice. "No matter what, it is a good dog to die."
After the coldness was finished, the blue dragonfly began to draw, and the sharp blade cut blood marks. Starting from the throat of the ink bone, it was cut down, cut to the bottom of the neck, crossed the collarbone, and the white built-in shirt was cut. The dark purple tie cut off the dark eagle flag uniform jacket and the badge of the chest, and finally stayed in the chest of the ink bone, and then a little bit is the beating heart.
Cold eyes looked at the eyes of the ink bones and said calmly: "Is there anything I want to say? For example, reveal your mental journey, why do you give Liu Fusu a life? Or tell me, I am jealous of you, all this is Liu Fu. Su’s counter-measure.

Ink bone is a person who doesn't like to laugh. It is even more so after entering the Eagles. It is even exaggerated to say that Leng Biao has never seen the smiling face of ink bones, but at this time, the lips of the ink bones are gently raised. There was a smile on the cold.
Cold eyes and said: "This is your last words? A smile?"
The bones nod.
"It's very beautiful." Leng Hao said these three words, no more words, holding the blue dragonfly into the chest of the ink bones.
The blue dragonfly covered with frost was as cold as a piece of ice, frozen the skin, frozen the bones, frozen the flow of blood, and began to spread to the beating heart.
There is no reaction in the ink bones, no petition, no crying, no struggle, no resistance, nothing, so silently let the cold to kill her, silently...
However, a small accident occurred when the blue dragon was about to pierce the heart of the ink bones.
Because the blue scorpion had split the military uniform before the ink, the broken clothes began to slide down the scent of the ink bones, and finally let the cold see something...
Scars.
Full of scars.
The action on the cold hand stopped. She looked at the scar on the bones and silenced for a long time. She pulled out the blue scorpion that was about to pierce the heart and said with a blank expression: "The clothes are off."
The ink bones took off their own eagle flag uniforms.
I looked at the white shirt left on the bones and said, "It’s all off."
The ink bones are done.
This is a suffocating picture. In people's impressions, the girl's body is always wonderful, white as snow, delicate as sheep fat... but the ink bone is not like this, her body is full of scars, guns Injuries, cuts, bites, burns, lacerations, and scars left by a large number of operations, some can be seen as traces of new injuries, and some have been dull and dense in the long years, it is difficult to count Clear, really hard, there is no way to count, the whole body is.
Cold standing up, stalking to the side of the ink bones, she reached out and squeezed the chin of the ink bones, turned his face to look at himself, looked at the dull scar on his face, asked: " What is the injury on your face?"
The ink bones replied: "The contest, I represent the Eagles, and I will not die, but I will be hurt by the knife."
The sky shrouded in the shadows, bleak and dull, like the life along the way, the madness of the knife and the devastating power of the smashing the blue bones of the ink bones, also defeated her body, but the ink bones did not surrender, even if that It’s a game, no need to decide to die, she doesn’t, because she represents the entire Eagle Army, and it also represents the dignity of coldness. In the end, this insistence exchanged an insulting scar on her face, at a later time. Japan and China have been with her.
I was reminded of this past memory, nodded, and pointed to a tearing wound in the chest of the ink bone. I asked, "What is this injury?"
The ink bone replies: "The first time I went to the Northern Expedition, I entered the Jinxi death battle and was injured by the meat mountain."
It was just a self-righteous sacrifice. Cold-heartedly, one person missed the best fighters, causing the Northern Expedition to follow the overall defeat. Cold-hearted has never blamed the ink bones for this incident. The ink bones have never been eager to forgive and forgive this matter, but each time Wake up from the dream, when the picture of the military's famous fame is broken into pieces, the ink bones will not think about it. If the cold is not to save her, let her die there.
This is a farther memory. After a few minutes of cold and meditation, she reacted. She gave a sigh of relief. Then she took the hand of the ink bone and looked at the obvious bite of the bite. Asked: "These? ?"
The ink bones replied: "Before killing the Grand Duke of the United States, I was mad for your swindling and crossing the sea, biting myself."
Two years of dark days, the pretty young girl bears a few hundred pounds of shackles every day, the waist is bent, the bones and spine begin to deform, the closed eyes are dark, the blink of an eye is a broken dungeon, no one can talk, no People can tell things, mad, mad, crazy, every day and every second is mad, after the whole person is really crazy, they start biting the chain, biting their own hands, biting a mouth It is blood, biting into a place where you can bite, all rot, use pain to wake up your consciousness, let yourself continue to watch alone, and deceive the world for the general.
This memory is relatively new, cold thoughts soon thought of it, she touched the hand of the ink bone, looked at a scar on the arm, this scar is extremely terrible, starting from the right shoulder, along the inside of the entire arm all the way Spread to the wrist, the veins in the middle were all broken, she asked: "What about this?"
The ink bones replied: "The second time the Great Patriotic War, I was ordered to beheaded by the General Command of the Federal Central Sea Theater ~EbookFREE.me~ was wounded by the female Valkyrie in the fierce battle."
Broken arm blood, dead and mad, Marshal worship for blood. This is the origin of the name of the general of the blood, the ink bones at the cost of abolishing one arm to kill the General Command of the Federal Central Sea Theater, in exchange for the overall collapse of the enemy command system, everyone remembers the war won, but no one remembers The ink bones are abolished, not deliberately forgotten, but the ink bones never say, she regards this as a redemption of the mistakes of the past, as a matter of course.
"Is this injury?"
"Southwestern, the army bought the gunman and assassinated you at night. I pushed you away and was injured by the bullet."
"How did this gun come?"
"The wilderness marches, and your will be escorted to the Eagles, and will be set aside by the wilderness."
"Here?"
"The Battle of Songjiang, the federal forces rushed to the Eagles Front, and I supported the flag by hand, not to protect the eagle flag."
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The cold fingers swept through every scar on the bones of the ink. Every time you touched the place, you have to ask the origins. The ink bones are answered truthfully. One question and one answer, a total of 413 rounds.
413 war wounds were answered, no one was not injured by the eagle flag.
Coldly squatting back to his position, his eyes were confused, sometimes struggling, and finally became blurred. When his eyes fell on the ink bones, her eyes seemed to penetrate for a long time, 29 years old. Accompanying is like a fireworks change. This is going to be a year, and if she has a big dream in the spring and autumn, she stretches her trembling hands and sighs and whispers: "It turns out that only the one who accompanied me to the end..."