Chapter 1247: ?10 years underground

Deadpool knocked on the door, and the one who opened the door was a little mixed-race girl with pigtails. He squatted down quickly.
"Ellie, it's dad."
"You finally came back. Mommy is very ill. Come on."
Perhaps it was the relationship of blood and family, the little girl recognized him as always, took him into the room quickly, and came to a bed that smelled bad and was soaked in water and stains.
Camerita was lying on it, in a terrible condition. Even if she didn't look at the piles of medicine bottles beside the bed, she could see that the cancer cells in her body had spread and her whole body was a little ulcerated.
I don't know if it's a return to the light, she just woke up at this time, paid Ellie to do her homework, coughed a bit of blood and waved to Deadpool.
"Wade, I'm guilty. I have something to tell you."
So she told everything that happened in the past, her story with him, and why they had children.
Listening to her story, Deadpool didn't say any jokes or jokes like before, just stood silently by the bed.
After speaking, Camerita gasped for a while before looking at Deadpool with an imploring look: "The child is innocent. Can you take our daughter with you in the future?"
"No problem." Deadpool agreed, but his tone and tone were very calm: "I will take care of her."
But this tone made Camerita a little flustered, because he was too calm, mercenaries are usually rough or irritable people, she also read various Deadpool reports in the newspaper, Deadpool can be described as nervous Xi, flammable and explosive, the mouth is too cheap to add.
At this time, Deadpool was uncharacteristically and terribly calm.
He stole his money and took his daughter away. Shouldn't he humiliate himself or kill himself?
She knew that she might not be able to live long, she knew it from the time Deadpool came in, but she felt that as long as Wade could breathe on herself, she would put aside her prejudices and treat her daughter well in the future.
At least, don't think she is the daughter of a bitch...
It shouldn't be like this, this person does not seem to be Wade.
However, before she could even think about it, Deadpool seemed to be back to normal: "You know, my mind is not normal, and sometimes I act a little melancholy. Don't you like me now?"
A smile appeared on Camerita’s gray face, but the pain quickly distorted the smile, and it flashed like an illusion: "Ahem, Wade, you are still as funny as you were when you were a kid, I like it very much, if ...If we had a chance to be together, how great..."
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"Ellie, go with Dad, let's get out of here."
Deadpool came to Ellie's room. The little girl was drawing. A man, a woman and a child were holding hands on the grass, but the man had no face.
He hugged Ellie straight up and left without looking back.
"Mum, is she dead? And where are we going?"
The little girl has long understood that there will be such a day, because many neighbors in many communities are like her family. If someone is sick and has no money to treat, then death is the final outcome.
But she was lucky, at least the father came back before the mother left, which is better than many people.
"Yes, she is dead, and you will live with me in the future." Wade's voice came from behind the black and red mask: "As for where to go now, I heard that you always wanted to eat Wilson fast food?"
"How did you know?" Ellie shed tears silently, she didn't even dare to cry loudly: "Actually, I want to go as a family."
Deadpool's mask moved, rubbing Ellie's face like a living thing: "Because I just know, listen to the child, sometimes reality is not as good as we want. All we can do is protect our side. People who have tried, no matter what the result, have a clear conscience."
"I know Dad." Ellie wiped her tears, her little head nodded, but the tears kept streaming from her big eyes.
"Good boy, give you a candy." Deadpool touched her head, did not know where to take out a piece of chocolate, flexibly peeled off half of the wrapping paper with one hand and five fingers, and stuffed it in the girl's hand.
"Hmm..." Ellie took a bite of chocolate, and fell asleep in an instant when she planned to say something.
Deadpool hugged her up, kicked open the door of the room, and came to the alley outside the door.
Here, there is another Deadpool, he is leaning against the corner, his head drooping into a coma.
No way, Biggbai Juli Fist is an 8-ring arcane, and even a troll can be knocked to death in the hands of Ilminster, and the time of Deadpool's coma...something beyond expectations.
Everyone returned half an hour before Camerita's death. As a result, Wade couldn't wake up. I don't know if he was unwilling to wake up in his heart, but his memory had indeed been tampered with.
Su Ming had no choice but to deform the strangulation, and went to fight it by himself. Fortunately, they were not familiar with Deadpool, otherwise the death knell couldn't imitate the smell of Deadpool.
"Take out my memory just now and give it to Wade."
His figure changed for a while, revealing his face, put Ellie in Wade's arms, and then spoke to the wizard beside him.
The young female mage showed her magic wand, tapped it on his temple, and slowly drew out a few silver-white filaments. These things looked like smoke or silk, swaying in the air.
The magicians in the Harry Potter world are actually very similar to the warlocks of DND, and they are also like the wizard spell users on the DC side.
The pure-blooded humans over there are actually Muggles, and those with the ability to cast spells have more or less the blood of magical creatures.
The wand picked these silk threads and put them under Wade's nostrils, but they swayed around, just refusing to be sucked in.
"Professor, he doesn't seem to be able to accept these memories." The girl with long hair slightly curled up was still calm, but what she said clearly meant that she had no choice, at least in her world, she had never encountered such a situation.
Su Ming sighed, knelt down and half-rolled Wade's mask, revealing his bad face.
"That's because your method is wrong, you put your wand in place."
The death knell gave a hand-to-hand instruction, allowing the silver threads to stay under Wade's nostrils, swaying with his breath.
Then he stretched out his hands, grabbed the two small points on Wade's chest, pinched hard, and then spun wildly.
With the sound of two small light bulbs exploding, Wade who was in a coma suddenly took a breath, and the silver threads that represented memory were swished in by him.
Okay, the last piece of the puzzle is added, and Wade now has the details of the last time he got along with Camerita.
Su Ming stood up, took out a bottle of spirits to wash his hands, and nodded in satisfaction: "See? Miss Granger, I have taught you that when you can use physical means, don't rely too much on magic."
Hermione's face flushed. What kind of trick is it to pinch someone? ! This is not a tactic that British ladies can use at all!
But she is a good student, she nodded her head to show that she remembered: "I remembered, Professor."
"Very well, Mordor? Where did you die? Come here, take Wade and his daughter to the nearest Wilson fast food restaurant and tell the spiders what to do there."
Not far away, Mordor was performing various ‘deep dark fantasy’ actions to the wild cat. The wild cat standing on the trash can had very human eyes, looking at the human in tight leather pants like a mentally retarded human.
Hearing the call of the supreme mage, Mordur showed a happy smile: "The world follows your wishes, master."
"Don't call myself'the world' anymore, it makes me get goose bumps all over my body." Su Ming rolled his eyes, and Mordu was completely broken by the game: "Hurry up and do things, we're back to Kama Taj."
Not to mention how Wade hugged his chest and moaned two points after waking up, and how he took Ellie home to explain to Vanessa.
His story is just a smiling wave among countless stories happening at the same time. There is nothing special at all.
Countless people's stories of joy or sorrow are entangled to form the history of Marvel. For a period of time, the luminous line under the gemstone was collected by the death knell.
There are many secrets that only the Supreme Master can know, and only he can bear the pain in the dark.
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In 1991, Antarctica.
"Finally came out, huh..." The death knell, covered with dirt and gray, came out of an underground tunnel. It was originally a nest of giant ants, and he killed those things: "Perhaps Pim would like this creature, but I don't want to recall the smell of the ant hole in my life."
The little black bean sprout on his shoulder also nodded in agreement.
Eating one ant is called early adopters, eating two is greedy, and eating ten is full.
But eat three hundred thousand? vomit......
The symbiote confirms that it has surpassed all the same race, because it is afraid that it will have a disease that the same race will never get-anorexia.
The death knell stood on the ground and took a breath of fresh air, moving his waist ~EbookFREE.me~ Although he was not completely underground for the past ten years, he occasionally came up to relax, but it was not until not long ago that he finally found The spider totem.
Thinking of the ten years of running around in the maze of the underground world, it is really hard to say.
All kinds of methods of identifying directions are not available underground, so he can only use the most primitive method to draw maps in his head, but he keeps the road in mind. I don’t know where underground creatures are digging new passages. This work is really too great. Difficult.
Fortunately, the races that cannot communicate in the underground have been destroyed. The creatures that can communicate have accepted the conditions of the Supreme Mage. They will obey the leadership of Kama Taj. Under the guidance of the Antarctic Sanctuary, Together, create a new harmonious home on the barbaric continent.
Su Ming flew in the direction of the village while counting his own harvest.
I found all the things I planned to find here, but there are some additional gains.
For example, there are enough dinosaur eggs for him to build Jurassic Park in New York, such as the black technology that can make biological colonies. I think the business will be better after returning this time.