Chapter 1950: There are ghosts 7 everywhere.

The floor is shaking vigorously, that is, Ning Shu and his party are at the bottom. If it is on the top, it must be shaken and spit.
If they don’t act, they may be drowned by the ruins.
Ning Shu saw Song Mo has been psychologically prepared, grabbed the wooden stick in his hand, opened the iron gate and rushed toward the huge white bone, directly inserted the oil-coated oil stick into the bone, and surely the wind oil Fine began to corrode white bones and braved green smoke.
This strange world.
The bones seemed to have some pain. They lifted their feet and stepped on Ningshu. The huge feet stepped on Ningshu. Even if Ningshu struggled to run, they were stepped on by the huge feet.
"Time beauty"
Ning Shu opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling of the bedroom. The big fan in the middle was swaying.
Ning Shu is sweaty, his heart beats faster, and his ears are awkward.
Ning Shu sat up, dizzy, headache, and there was no power at all.
Ning Shu rubbed his brows and turned to see the wind and oil on the bed. There was a camphor and mint flavor on the nose, and there was a lot of wind and oil.
Is it a dream?
Ning Shu is sore and sore, and his body is tired and tired even after running for five kilometers. It is too tired and too tired.
"Time is beautiful, hurry, I have to go to class." Roommate Chao Ningshu said, this roommate is a roommate who gave Ning Shufeng oil in his dreams.
Ning Shu is now in a mess in his mind, actually did not think of the name of this woman.
Sometimes I know someone clearly, but I can't tell her name.
Temporary amnesia.
"I know." Ning Shu was unable to get out of bed. To be honest, Ning Shu always felt that he was sleepwalking.
I lost my face and thought about my dreams. Ningshu took the washbasin and stretched out her head to look at the bathroom. There were still many people washing and going to the bathroom.
Ning Shu took a long breath, is it a dream?
Ning Shu poured his face with cold water, and it was so cold and cool that Ning Shu’s brain was a little clearer, and the stinging eyes were also comfortable.
Anyway, I can't lift myself.
Ning Shu buried his face in the washbasin and stayed awake.
After washing, I rushed to go to class with my roommate.
The university is relatively free, but if you have a bad luck and you have a name, the credits are not wanted.
Although Ning Shu is uncomfortable, people are embarrassed, but people are so popular, so there should be no monsters.
Ning Shu followed the crowd and went to the classroom, looking for a place to sit down. When the professor had not come, Ning Shu tried to cultivate the martial arts. Although there is no aura in the modern plane, the power of the fire is also there.
Then Ning Shu found that he had no way to use peerless martial arts. Even if the sun is shining, there are birds on the branches outside the window that are beating and screaming, but the magnetic field is still distorted.
Ning Shu:? ? ? ?
what happened?
Not dreaming, isn't the dream still awake?
Ning Shu is weak, has a headache, and feels that Nima is going to die.
"Shimei." Someone took a pen and licked the back of the barrel Ningshu. Ningshu looked back at Song Mo, and Ning Shu asked: "What?"
"How is your eyes so red, didn't you sleep well?" Song Mo asked Ning Shu.
"Fortunately." Ning Shu turned his head. Song Mo used a pen to lick Ning Ningshu. Ning Shu suppressed the irritability of the uncomfortable body and silently recited the heart spell in his heart.
"What happened?" Ning Shu asked with a smile.
"When you are beautiful, I think you are so scared to laugh." Song Mo looked at the smiling Ning Shu and took out a burger to Ning Shu. "You have eaten it, give it to you."
Ning Shu saw that the burgers were all locusts, and there was a stink. In short, it was a very disgusting thing.
Ning Shu’s heart beat like a thunder, but his face calmly said:
I have eaten it, you keep it yourself.

"I have also eaten, you eat." Song Mo said that he still stuffed things into Ningshu.
Ning Shu:
"I am not hungry, really." Ning Shu quickly postponed and refused to eat.
"What's wrong with you, oh." Song Mo curiously asked, seeing Ning Shu's face, his face pale, could not help but ask: "Are you sick?"
"Eat, don't hesitate."
"This is your breakfast, I don't eat." Ning Shu refused.
"I will give it to you."
"No, it's your burger."
"Oh, don't push it, give it to me." A roommate grabbed the burger, and then shivered in Ningshu's face, screaming at the burger with some horrified eyes, chewing.
Ning Shu closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were still mites crawling on the cockroaches. The beef pieces inside were crawling.
Ning Shu:
In the end, she is still awkward.
But there is nothing unusual about the people around, just like a roommate is holding an ordinary beef burger.
Ning Shu Chao, a very intimate spirit, asked: "How is the taste, fresh?
"Not bad, don't be modest next time." Roommates squinted at Ning Shu.
"Don't you see that there are bugs on it?" asked Ning Shu.
The roommate came back and forth to look at the burger. "Which is there?"
"Don't be disgusting when people eat." Roommates took the fist of Ningshu, the heart of Ningshu, and the heart of Ningshu would be broken.
Ning Shu closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and then opened his eyes, saw the roommate put the last burger with a locust into his mouth.
Ning Shu deeply doubts that his eyes are out of order, and it is a big problem.
Ning Shu took out the mirror from the bag, hid behind the book and looked in the mirror. Ning Shu pulled his eyes hard and saw if his eyes had any functional obstacles. What she saw was something with others. Not the same.
When the United States grows up, it is not a beautiful beauty of the country. It is at most a fair-skinned beauty. This skin is beautiful and there are no messy spots.
It is also a beautiful.
The eyelids are swollen, and the inside is red blood, which is very good, but there is nothing wrong with it.
Was it just her eyes?
The professor gave a lecture. It was a female professor. I first named it. I don’t know if it was Ning Shu’s illusion. I always felt that the professor had her name. Ning Shu felt that the professor smiled at him when he saw her. The flesh and blood on his face were piece by piece. Shedding, blood red, and the muscle texture is clearly visible.
Ning Shu did not know that his vision was so good, he could see the texture of the professor's face peeling off on the podium.
Ningshu: prosperity, democracy, harmony, justice, the rule of law, world peace, socialist core values, body, body, spirit and spirit
Without aura, Ning Shu found himself a false Taoist.