Chapter 1253 The Island in the City
From the horizon, a meteor crashed down, leaving a deep crater as big as a football field on the ground! The sky was covered with dust and ruins, covering this figure.
After a while, a hand broke through the ruins and stretched out, like a zombie coming to life. Tang Ye stood up slowly, his clothes swaying with the strong wind, his white hair swaying, leaving a trace of his own on the ground. Shadow of the Demon God.
The two zombies said nothing one after another. A large area of Li Qingtian's body was transformed into sand. The flesh and blood molecules detached from her body one by one, turning into sand and falling to the ground or being swept away by the wind. Her face was no longer as impressive as before. It was pleasing to the eye, but turned ugly.
But Tang Ye is not necessarily good either. Li Qingtian knows that he is at the end of his strength. It is impossible for a human to become a zombie and be stronger than the previous self while maintaining his own consciousness. However, Li Qingtian did arrived, but she also paid a heavy price for it.
Her consciousness has become blurry, and two selves are faintly appearing, but they are not herself...
Therefore, her resistance was particularly fierce and she fought with all her might! So this caused Tang Ye's head to be penetrated by more than ten bone spurs.
"Why bother?"
Tang Ye shook his head, his heart seemed to calm down, and he silently pulled out the bone spurs on his head. If he hadn't been a silver-armored corpse, he would have died at the hands of Li Qingtian, but even if he was a silver-armored corpse, he would He didn't have much awareness of protecting his head, and he wasn't that careful about Li Qingtian attacking his weak points.
As he moved, he pulled out the bone spurs on his head one by one and threw them to the ground.
Li Qingtian had already fallen to the ground. She looked at Tang Ye in a daze, but soon her eyes were filled with hatred.
Tang Ye also looked at him, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, not because of himself, but because of Li Henian's whine in his heart. Li Henian's personality told his consciousness that Li Qingtian was his relative, and his relatives would not harm him. His subconscious was affected by Li Henian. , Tang Ye believed in Li Qingtian, but what was the result?
This so-called relative wanted to kill herself to avenge Li Henian. Her behavior made Li Henian feel incredible and extremely sad. He was shouting to get Li Qingtian's attention, which aroused Tang Ye's emotions. But all this is of no use.
Tang Ye's body began to tremble, and Li Henian's personality stirred deep in his consciousness, but fell into silence after a while.
"elder sister……"
Li Qingtian let out a long roar, a scream as sharp and harsh as a night owl's. Her eyes were filled with the unique violence of zombies, and the nails on her hands grew more cuticles, covering her hands.
"I want you to die!"
She closed her eyes, bloody tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and then rushed towards Tang Ye at high speed!
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
His hands were waving wildly, and his sharp corpse claws left streaks of white mist in the air, while hundreds of tentacles grew on Tang Ye's body and criss-crossed, turning into a flesh and blood shield to resist Li Qingtian's attack.
"This is the last chance!"
Tang Ye made a low voice, like a reminder or a warning!
But this kind of defense is passive after all. After a while, Li Qingtian's remaining tail feathers merged and launched an attack! Tang Ye flew out directly!
Li Qingtian's body also levitated in the next second, and a large amount of sand shook off her body, but she ignored it, and the world in front of her became a background board, with only Tang Ye, a zombie!
"Kill each other! This is how it feels, hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hahaha!"
Lin Jie, who was observing from a distance, also looked crazy, laughing so hard that he burst into tears. This was the best play he had ever seen in his life, a play that resonated with him.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Laughter was used as background music in this battle. It can make people laugh, but if you listen carefully, you will find that there is also sadness in this laughter that cannot be ignored.
No one paid attention to Lin Jie, and no one wanted to care about this lunatic. His existence seemed particularly unusual in this battlefield.
"Hehehehehehe, hahahaha~ killing each other, why is this, hahaha, why? Why is this..."
Smiling and smiling, when he counted the three words "why", Lin Jie's voice suddenly dropped and his eyes slowly became hollow.
"Yes, why is this? Why?"
He looked at the two figures fighting in the distance, and two lines of tears suddenly flowed out.
"I... I'm like this too, hehehehe... Wuwu~ I'm like this too, but why."
Looking at all this, Lin Jie seemed to have returned to that year. In that year, he was blown by the coldest summer wind in the world, a wind that was more biting than winter. He was helpless and could only let the wheel of fate run over him. The weak dream, the sand that rises and falls with the wind, each one has its shadow. The collision of sand and sand, moving forward or backward, the final outcome is to fall into the bottomless abyss and sink. self.
It was also like the feasting scene he saw back then, looking at the bustling street through the gap. Everything was closely related to him, but it had nothing to do with it.
The wind fascinated his eyes, and the closing of the windows and doors prevented him from recognizing the world clearly. The fairy tale world he thought in his heart had nothing to do with what he saw. The warmth he gave himself in the quilt could not resolve the coldness from the outside world. , as if the fairy tale in my heart cannot change the world.
Every word he said was like a mentally ill person talking to himself. No one took it seriously and no one paid attention to it.
What he wants is very simple, something that everyone can have, just like someone walking past him, bumping into him accidentally, and then saying sorry in exchange.
The beautiful angel will sit next to him, and he will lie in her arms, feeling the warmth from the beauty, although when he wakes up, he will see just a pile of garbage covered by his own heat.
Their sour smell makes it hard not to hate themselves.
"Hehe...hehehahahaha..."
He laughed dryly, and suddenly realized that he actually hated this scene, because the actors in it made him come alive, as if he was the person in the play. He hated it, but he was not like this, and would never be like this. Damn it, I should be a normal person...
I didn't fall asleep, and the angel was not a figment of my imagination. She was always there, but when I woke up... I couldn't find her...
Lin Jie stood up, no longer as crazy as before, took one last look at the scene, and then staggered away into the distance, with only his back, looking very lonely.
