[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

Until Father Snowman and Uncle Wang's family left, Wan Wan couldn't recover, his eyes stared straight at the direction they left, and he held a black ball wrapped in a heart in his hand.

At this time, Zhitao was also refreshed because of the ghost hitting the wall, and he saw Wanwan standing in front of him at a glance. He ran over and was about to tell Wanwan about this, when Wanwan murmured: "... Fuck."

Standing behind Wanwan, Zhitao was puzzled when he heard his words, reached out and patted Wanwan's shoulder, only to see Wanwan shuddered, and suddenly raised his voice and shouted again: "Damn!"

Zhitao: I was stunned.

This is the first time Wanwan has yelled so loudly since Wanwan had a sore throat. Zhitao suspected that she had frightened Wanwan, and said softly, "I'm Zhitao, what's wrong with you?"

Baiwan turned his head, and seeing Zhitao, he became excited instantly, and he didn't care about his still sore throat, and said incoherently: "We, I... no, 1047..."

Seeing him like that, Zhitao became nervous, for fear that Wanwan would suddenly pass over excitedly.

Wanwan is so excited now that he can't wait to go to the sky. He thinks that he is probably going to die here, but he didn't expect that he would survive again after a turnaround.

This doesn't seem like the luck that a million people can have. You know, he is a person who can be wronged as a death row criminal.

And Father Snowman also provided him with a new future: "The shadow can help you leave the mysterious asylum, and will obey your words, provided that you take good care of him."

That's Sombra, just the abilities he knows are amazing, such as controlling ghosts, manipulating memory, confusing memory, producing hallucinations, etc., let alone gathering them together, millions of people doubt themselves Are you going to take the route of Long Aotian?

He was enjoying the future, and the black shadow in his hand gave him a few slaps, all fanned on Wan Wan's arm, and Wan Wan woke up instantly from the pain.

Bai Wan saw the attitude of Hei Ying and realized that it was the beauty he thought just now. Compared with him, Zhitao, who was favored by Hei Ying, was obviously more in line with Long Aotian's setting.

It's still the kind of Long Aotian who just stands there and doesn't do anything, and the grandpa of the gods and beasts and fairy weapons is all upside down. Millions are the male number two who have worked hard and haven't been appreciated.

The mythical beast, fairy artifact, grandpa, black shadow was obviously in a hurry to post. After he slapped a million, he threw out the little black bar and pointed it at the young peach standing next to him. The little black bar waved vigorously, frantically signaling Bai Wan quickly explain to others.

Wanwan watched the shadow dance, and miraculously understood what he meant.

After all, Heiying protects Zhitao a lot. As a person who can see Soiying, millions of people can see it. It is no exaggeration to say that Heiying is a professional stand-in for Zhitao, who is afraid of the cold and heat, suffering and tiredness. .

He took several deep breaths, and he could speak only after he calmed down, but his voice was still trembling: "We can go out, we can go out."

Just listening to these two sentences, you can hear Wan Wan's emotions, especially the last few words, biting hard, saying each word, when he said these words, Wan Wan's eyes were hot, Tears almost fell out.

This Pomegranate Village is too miserable. He is not as lucky as Zhitao. He is protected by Father Snowman and the shadow. Along the way, he is chased by ghosts and watched people die. It is a great physical and mental torture.

Zhitao also froze in place when he heard this, just now from behind he noticed that Wanwan seemed to be holding something in his hand, at this moment he walked around behind Wanwan.

As soon as he lowered his head, he could see clearly what Wanwan was holding. It was a bright red heart the size of a fist, and it was still heaving and beating.

After seeing the heart clearly, Zhitao felt his head went blank, as if a plane whizzed by in front of him, his ears were buzzing, cold sweat and tears poured out instantly, he murmured and asked: "... who is this of?"

Wan Wan feels that Zhitao's words are not like asking him, but more like asking others through him, Zhitao's tears flowed very lightly and quickly, sliding from eye sockets to lips in the blink of an eye, exuding a fragile beauty, which makes people feel uncomfortable heartbroken cry.

It is undeniable that if this kind of scene can be photographed, millions of people will wake up laughing in their dreams. After all, it has always been his dream to take pictures with stories, and the pictures of beauties weeping have stories.

But in this situation, seeing Zhitao crying, Wanwan just felt very confused. Logically speaking, normal people would be happy first if they knew they could go out, but Zhitao's first question was where did the heart come from? Come, and even cry sincerely.

However, Wan Wan thought about the relationship between Father Snowman and Zhitao, and felt that it was understandable. When he saw their ambiguity before, Wan Wan felt that the double arrows between them were ridiculously thick. After he found out, he immediately chose to be a qualified photographer.

It’s really incomparable, if Father Snowman is simply more handsome than him, it’s fine, but judging by Zhitao’s attitude, Wan Wan and the priest are not in the same position. In general, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is love.

Seeing Zhitao crying now, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, is this the power of love, to feel sad for the other person's heart without knowing anything.

Although Wan Wan thought so, he couldn't say it out loud. Father Snowman had agreed with him on three conditions: don't tell Zhitao about the heart, don't give the heart to Zhitao, and don't let Zhitao run back to Pomegranate again. village.

He knows how to measure, so he can only deliberately talk nonsense to Zhitao: "I don't know, she gave it to me, and said that I can go out with this, let's go first."

"It will be too late for a while."

When Zhitao heard him say that, she still looked at the heart in Wan Wan's hand reluctantly, "Then can I hold it for you?"

Wanwan sighed again, this may be the legendary tacit understanding, Zhitao can accurately step on all the thunder points, or the priest can predict all the problems of Zhitao.

Wanwan's thoughts danced in his heart, and he didn't delay in lying: "My daughter was afraid that the heart would be taken away, so she cast a spell on the heart, and others would suffer misfortune if they got it."

Hearing this, Zhitao knew that his heart would not be touched, he slightly raised his head to look at Wanwan, his eyes were round and round, even his eyelashes were full of grievance.

Seeing his small eyes, Wanwan felt his heart collapse, and apologized to him softly: "I'm sorry."

The black shadow wrapped around the heart, and when he saw Zhitao's appearance, he immediately collapsed limply. It seemed that he felt very sorry for Zhitao, and even stretched out the little black stripe to pat his hand decently.

Zhitao didn't feel it, but Wanwan couldn't help closing his eyes after seeing it, grinding his teeth inwardly, thinking that it would be better not to have this dog-licking trick.

That's what I said, but the black ball still needs to be held firmly, this is the magic weapon for getting out, Wan Wan carefully put the black ball in his right hand, and after holding it firmly, he looked at Zhitao.

Zhitao was wearing a wide collar and short sleeves, and after hearing his apology, she pursed her mouth and shook her head, her black hair swaying softly, looking very well-behaved, but she still looked sullen.

Seeing his uncomfortable look, Wan Wan scratched his head in bewilderment, and finally suggested hesitantly: "How about... let's go first?"

Zhitao's eyes followed Wanwan's hands, and she couldn't leave her heart for a moment, and she responded obediently.

This time, Wan Wan and the others hurried on with their hearts, and sure enough, there was no interference from the ghost hitting the wall, and they came outside the black mist not long after.

Zhitao followed behind Wan Wan, and when she came out, she subconsciously looked back, and finally saw the black mist that Wan Wan said.

The black mist hovered over the mountain like a huge dragon, no matter how Zhitao raised his head, he couldn't see the end of it, but it seemed that it really surrounded the mountain tightly.

Wanwan is not as curious as Zhitao. After all, he has seen this black mist many times. He was in a hurry to leave here, walking so fast all the way, he almost ran, and he was in a good mood.

He murmured in his heart, thanking my great parents, as expected, good people are rewarded with good things, fortunately, I didn't do anything bad.

Now that his life is saved, Wan Wan's thoughts are also active, not as extreme as before, and now he also guesses why the priest rejected him before, but at the same time, he also asked her to tell him about the childish heart.

After all, it is easy for people to do irrational things when their lives are not guaranteed, let alone such a good opportunity is right in front of them, but fortunately, Wanwan is a righteous person, and in the end it still didn't hurt Zhitao .

Fortunately, he didn't hurt Zhitao, so Father Snowman was willing to entrust Zhitao to Wanwan's care.

However, Father Snowman's operations always gave him a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he was arranging funeral arrangements.

Thinking of Wan Wan's footsteps slowing down here, he realized that Father Snowman might really have this idea. After all, all the shelters at the foot of the mountain had been evacuated. Father Snowman should have had a premonition of such a big movement.

Although Wan Wan guessed Father Snowman's purpose, he couldn't help thinking about a question, can Zhitao accept the priest's arrangement?

He turned his head to look at Zhitao, Zhitao was just the opposite of Wan Wan, walking slowly, looking back at the mountain every step of the way, looking very reluctant.

To Zhitao, Pomegranate Village is a thoroughly bad place. His current state of reluctance is obviously because of Father Snowman.

Even though Father Snowman had frightened him several times, Zhitao was always unable to truly be afraid of the priest, and subconsciously felt that Father Snowman would not hurt him.

Zhitao was seriously sad when she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Wanwan noticed that he stopped, guessing that Zhitao was reluctant to leave the priest, and was about to comfort him, when he heard Zhitao asked in confusion, "Is the black mist decreasing?"

When Wan Wan heard this, he also turned his head to look at the black mist. They stood in place and looked at the mountain. It didn't take long for Wan Wan to find that the black mist was really slowly dissipating.

Observer 079 of the mysterious asylum was stationed in the distance, always paying attention to the changes of the black mist, and immediately reported when the black mist began to dissipate.

"The abnormal creature number 1047 has mutated, and the abnormal value has begun to decrease, and it seems to be dissipating by itself. I request the superior to dispatch personnel for further observation."

Observer 079 sat back on the chair after finishing his report, and focused on the scene inside the metal surface. The metal surface also belongs to 143. He can sense abnormal creatures. The more powerful the abnormal creature, the more It is bright red.

1047 is the most obvious anomalous creature they have ever encountered. The red color is so dark that it is almost black, but now the deep red color of 1047 is gradually becoming lighter, which means that 1047's ability is decreasing. For humans, it is undoubtedly beneficial.

The observer had 1047's information in hand. He had read this information countless times, and all the observers knew it by heart.

The abnormal creature 1047 appeared ten years ago. It is speculated that the appearance of 1047 is related to Zhitao, Wang Tao, Wang Nannan, and Li Jing. The four boarded the small bus with the license plate number xxxx on July [-] ten years ago , have been confirmed dead, no bodies were found.

According to further speculation, the formation of 1047 is directly related to the death of Zhitao.