Chapter 545: The beginning of a nightmare

This is a room with all kinds of complicated books and a variety of cute dolls, large or small, combined, giving a very weird feeling. The door was closed, and there were two figures, one old and one young. The old must have a long back and is nearly six years old, and the young look only about three or four years old.
"Uncle Huang, look, I'm still very good now, nothing happened." Duan Muxiao looked up and looked at him with a smile.
Huang Yisheng did not speak. He slowly and resolutely stretched out his withered right hand, grabbed Duanmuxiao's left hand, and then grabbed it to his chest and forced it open.
The delicate and pale palms and fingertips were full of scars of various sizes, like honeycomb, which was shocking.
The corner of Huang Yisheng's eyes was wet, and the dry old hand was trembling violently, and his heart felt like a needle.
"Xiaoer, how hard are you!" Holding his little hand tightly, he almost felt the painful pain he suffered.
Duanmu Xiao shook his head indifferently, still smiling on his face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt at all. As Huang Bobo said, if you fall asleep, you may never wake up again, so ..." Eyes bent: "I will never let myself fall asleep."
So ... when the weak and exhausted impact of the body made him almost fall, he used a needle to pierce his fingers and palms again and again ... Ten fingers connected to the heart, only that kind of pain can make him truly Sober, forget about sleepiness.
Huang Yisheng crouched down, shaking his hands and supporting his shoulders: "Tell Huang Bobo, how long have you been asleep?"
Duanmuxiao's eyes appeared panic and dodge for a moment.
"It's been three months, haven't you?" He asked, shaking his voice.
"Um," Duan Muxiao nodded slightly, but then quickly smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, Uncle Huang, I have a good spirit right now, it's really good. There is a magical drink from Longfeng Group Not sleepy at all. "
Huang Yisheng shook his head with a sorrowful smile: "A person can always stay energetic, but he must not sleep !!!"
Three months, this can no longer be called a miracle, but ... a miracle!
His almost lost vitality had originally decided that he should die three months ago, but ... just because of his word, he persisted in this cruel way to the present.
How could he not see that Duanmuxiao's vitality was fragile and terrible at this time, and the fragile like a blister that broke and blew? It was already a great miracle to live.
What the will and the persistence made him persist in such a cruel way.
As he turned around, Huang Yisheng choked.
"Uncle Huang is useless!" He bowed his head in guilt, his steps extremely heavy. His medicine is unparalleled in the world, but he can't save the one he loves the most. He was once proud of the name "Medical Saint", and he has no face to bear.
"Uncle Huang." Duan Muxiao called him: "Don't tell anyone, if I see my mother is sad, I will let myself fall asleep."
It was this cruel threat again, Huang Yisheng nodded, leaving with heavy steps.
The moment the door was closed, the old man burst into tears.
Another needle pierced his finger, Duanmuxiao's heavy eyelids opened sharply, pain flashed on his face, but he was soon replaced by a smile.
"He ... is back, I believe, you will soon take your mother ... soon."
"Without seeing my mother happy, how can I fall asleep ..."
He smiled softly, his eyes wondering when it was already tearful. Every day, he must use his own wisdom to make up too many reasons to deceive his mother, make all kinds of cover ups to hide everyone ... everything, just to wait for one person. That wonderful hunch told him that he would soon come to him ...
Feng Xiao disappeared from the real world, completely disappeared.
I searched all the corners you could find, and even half of the streets of Jinghua City, the surveillance video was filtered carefully and finely, but no trace of him was found, and he was completely evaporated from the earth like air.
"Where did he go? Does he really ... even his body enters reincarnation?" Xiao Tian shook his drowsy brain, wondering why he was puzzled.
Chen Binger was silent.
The world of reincarnation is filled with too many incredible things, they have known for a long time. But there is always a limit to this "magic".
"Is there any way to go to Dongyu." Chen Binger suddenly asked, referring to the world of reincarnation.
Xiao Tian let out his hand helplessly: "Only the boss's terrorist attack that can kill super gods in a second can break the national border. We ... don't even think about it."
"I'll go first and report the situation with my sister, and then see if I can find the boss by other means." Xiao Tian got up and left Fengjia Villa.
"Woo ~~"
Xiao Tiangang just left, and Shourou Rou endured tears flowing for a long time. Duanmuyi comforted softly: "Don't be sad, he's so good, no one can hurt him, he will be back soon."
"But ... but no one cooks for the young master. I'm afraid he will be hungry ... Oh ~"
"..."
Under the constant cold released by the mysterious ice of thousands of years, Xinxiangyu's room kept a different kind of cool all year round. In the crystal-clear ice coffin, Feng Yao struck a snow-white palace dress with a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth. After lying for a full six months in Wannian Xuanbing, her skin seemed to be more white and flawless, and it was stunningly beautiful ... heartbreaking.
"Sister Yaoer, what should I do." Yang Xiruo squatted beside the ice coffin, muttering helplessly.
………………
A day later.
All Dongsong people will not forget this day, because this day. Hatred, fear, trembling, shame ... all kinds of nightmares suddenly started.
After walking all night in the confusion, Shura bumped into a transparent barrier again. Without hesitation, the red light of his whole body burst, and the demon sword in his hand ruthlessly destroyed the huge border of the Dongbei Theater.
With the entry of Shura ’s flying body, Shura ’s system again reminded the world of Dongyu Theater that the entire East China continent experienced a lot of chaos at once. Numerous people who were looking for Shura ’s whereabouts quickly turned their eyes to Dongyu Theater.
After crossing the borders of the Dongbei Theater, there was still boundless ocean, and Shura's mouth showed a weird, eerie smile. He retracted Xiaobai, his whole body flashed white, and disappeared in place.
The place where he reappears can be said to be the most dense area for East players.
The Eastern Emperor's Imperial City, the square center of the Emperor City, was once here, and he completely trampled on the dignity of all Eastern Emperor players.
The moment he appeared, the alarm clock of the Imperial City was a masterpiece. As the "first offender" of the Emperor City, as long as he set foot in the Emperor City, he was the object of full arrest.
The emperor city center square is lively. As soon as Shura ’s dark dazzling outfit appeared, they caught the eyes of nearby players, but they still had to scream in the future. A dark arc like a half-moon, even a vaguely smell, had swept towards their bodies.
Suddenly, several players within three meters of Shura's body were blocked together and cut off.
This is not an era of raging heroes. When this fierce scene was in sight, the instinct panic and chaos of people who were accustomed to a comfortable and harmonious society, for a time, the crowded square was full of chaos, filled with men's silent roars and women's shouts of fear. What they can accept, after all, is just the kind of battle judged by numbers and attributes.
Dong Xuan is a ferocious nation, and no one in the world denies this. But this kind of cruelty is only manifested at the moment when they dominate. When others are completely enough to dominate their destiny, they will behave humbler and weaker than ordinary people. Then, in just a second, their guts almost cracked.
The rushing figures in the sight made Shura's instincts resentful and murderous.
Shura entered the way, but if it wasn't because someone was standing in front of him or he provoked proactively, he wouldn't pull out his sword and splatter blood. But ... he didn't understand why he wanted to kill so much, and wanted to kill all the people here, all the creatures, a massacre without leaving.
He flew up ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In a flash, he had caught up with the desperately fleeing crowd. In his hand, the black sword with a circle of blood-colored ripples, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, swept around the body, Daodaoying, passing by a group of players, the sound of sharp objects cutting through the body is endless, no skills are used, all relying on the extremely fast speed and the relentless waving of the magic sword. Taken away every life.
The pressure of Shura shrouded the scope of terror, the taste became heavier and heavier. Countless fleeing players desperately wanted to go offline, but failed in despair, and more players had forgotten their fears. world.
Relentless killings need no reason, no hesitation, no kindness, nothing. The blood looked extraordinarily charming in the sun.
And in this slaughter, Shura's goal is-everyone in sight ... all! Either players, NPCs, everything. Those silver guards who appeared seriously next to Shura and had time to see the world in front of them all died under Shura's demon sword.
Every time Shura wields a sword, he will bring several screams of extreme screams. The horror of the screams makes people's hearts tremble with trembling, and they want to fall during the running.
As a result, the appearance of only one person made countless players of the East Rush escape like a headless fly. This is the instinctive fear caused by the stimulation of blood.
From time to time, among the chaotic crowd, several shouts of "Let's go together and kill Shura" appeared, but they would soon be drowned by the boundless sound.
Perhaps it was finally realized that the seriousness of the problem, a gold guard captain personally went out, and at the moment when he just stood next to Shura, a light flashed from above his line of sight to the bottom ... the moment before he died I saw the blood lines on my chest that evenly separated my body.
He was killed in seconds ... this was his last thought before he died.