After the game

A lengthy blue secluded | road seems to have no end.Che Lichuan's disappearance had to be put aside for now.Song Yuhuo's mood was restless, and many things came to his mind, so he had to temporarily suppress his unpredictable emotions.

It is amazing that a man can mourn the past as much as the little girl.

Jian Yiqiu was originally quiet, but she was even more silent during this journey, but her breathing was a little heavy.Song Yuhuo glanced at Jian Yiqiu, saw his face turned pale, and asked, "Hey? Are you okay?"

Only then did Jian Yiqiu raise his eyelids to look at him, then shook his head.The boy shook his head and looked cute like a Shiba Inu.In high school, the girl in the front seat always smiled and told him milk autumn after knowing that they slept together.Naiqiu, who chatters endlessly every day.Because of this, one night he gathered all the people in the dormitory to press Jian Yiqiu under him, and whispered "Naiqiu" in his ear.

Song Yuhuo didn't have the spare time to understand his sexual orientation, all he could have was playing games to earn life points.Maybe it was because of the illness that almost killed him when he was a child, or because of his parents that made him not yearn for love at all.

Life is better than illusory love.Alive is the root of all hope.

Song Yuhuo had a headache, he didn't understand why he could think of so many things about Jian Yiqiu after walking such a distance.The person who was originally simple and only had the image of Jian Yiqiu now suddenly became three-dimensional, with a feeling of a butterfly flying out of the paper, very fresh and amazing.

The long road suddenly made nine twists and eighteen bends, and a red light flashed in my heart.As the signs continued to be fulfilled, Song Yuhuo looked up and saw a door.At the same time, the system said, "Take a walk at the intersection of Huangquan."

The door was covered with drawn blood, and the bloodstains were shocking, and there was a pair of couplets written in blood on a white background around the door——

Hand in hand to go to Huangquan Road,

Walk side by side on the Naihe Bridge.

The four big characters "Huangquan Road Crossing" are posted on the front door.Different from the big gilded characters when I came in just now, the characters this time seemed to be scratched by ghosts with long fingernails.The end of the word is like a white mark scratched on the stone.

The door has been closed all the time, but they can still see bunches of Bana flowers blooming on the road ahead, as if the blood of mortals has exhausted their whole life when passing through the underworld.The flowers on the other shore are blooming quickly, as if they are about to break open the door and open under their feet in a while.Song Yuhuo took a step back, Jian Yiqiu quickly stabilized him.Song Yuhuo felt that he was not afraid at all before, but now, he could hear his heart beating out of his chest.Jian Yiqiu hugged him from behind, quickly comforted him and said, "It's all a game, fake."

He was already breathing heavily, and the warm breath sprayed on Song Yuhuo's ears.Song Yuhuo was startled, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.Jian Yiqiu hugged him tightly, and said to him: "Don't be afraid."

No one could cherish his life more than Song Yuhuo.

So what is the meaning of living?Song Yuhuo couldn't tell, he didn't understand what he was living for.But if he dies, he is reluctant.He has wasted so much strength, at least he has to live to be a hundred years old.

The system said: "This door will not open automatically until twelve o'clock." When the phantom dissipated, there was no space under his feet. It turned out that there was a hole in the ground, and Song Yuhuo fell down before he had time to look.Same as last time, Jian Yiqiu hugged him tightly from behind, never leaving him alone.

It feels like jumping off a building, falling suddenly, and the scenery around you can't open your eyes.It's just a dark piece, as if shooting dark and flickering stars at night, and lost focus as soon as they caught the light.

When he could see, he realized that his eyes, which had been hurting for a long time, suddenly stopped hurting.

A soul passed through his body, and with some difficulty passing through Jian Yiqiu, it raised its head in surprise, revealing those small mung bean eyes.

When Jian Yiqiu met his eyes, she was a little surprised, but the surprise was hidden within a short while.If he was afraid, then Song Yuhuo would have no one to take care of him.

It would be nice if there was only one undead, but thousands of undead crossed the long bridge and howled the cool night wind, passing through them.Every undead smiled after being surprised when passing through Jian Yiqiu.

They stood on the eaves, which were old and covered with tiles, with four corners flying into the pavilion.A row of muddy copper bells hung in front of the eaves, and the water on the eaves fell on the bells and made a crisp tinkling sound.When the thousands of souls passed away just now, the crisp sound of the row of bells has not stopped until now.

Those undead come in various forms, some of which are as beautiful as the ladies in the ancient pictures, and I feel sorry for them; while some are afraid that they have committed a lot of evil, and they will still look ugly after they go to hell.

It seems to be a group of ancient undead.Song Yuhuo thought.

Those undead passed through just passed through, but they had to be given a major transformation before they passed through.Song Yuhuo's hair was pulled up high, revealing a smooth forehead.He is tall and tall, with a straight waist, and he is dressed in a blue dress, which is even more elegant.

He tilted his head and glanced at Jian Yiqiu, who was more human-looking than him, and sighed sincerely: "It's really Naiqiu." Jian Yiqiu didn't answer him, if Song Yuhuo could notice his face first, he would Noticed that his ears were a little red.

Jian Yiqiu is half a head taller than Song Yuhuo, is it different from his blue clothes, Jian Yiqiu is dressed in white clothes, and only after looking carefully can one realize that the exquisite embroidered patterns on the white clothes secretly reveal a luxurious atmosphere.

A chivalrous man and a noble man stood under the eaves, looking as beautiful as a picture of thousands of miles of scenery.

Some undead coveted the fresh human flavor on them, and they also floated over with the draft.A undead climbed onto his shoulder, Jian Yiqiu patted him down, and the undead turned into a puddle of sewage.

"??!"

Unlike Jian Yiqiu, the undead lying on Song Yuhuo's body gnawed at his clothes, and Song Yuhuo couldn't even slap it to death.Song Yuhuo wasn't afraid of this, but the disgusting undead spit saliva on it, slowly wet his shoulders and the clothes slowly tore.Song Yuhuo reached out and grabbed Jian Yiqiu's collar, so that Jian Yiqiu would bow his head.Jian Yiqiu licked his lips, and after the undead stared at him for two seconds, he was scared out of his wits.

"Qiuqiu, you scared it to death." Song Yuhuo said innocently, as if what was gnawing on his shoulder was not a loathsome undead but a pet.

As soon as he finished speaking, another undead climbed onto his shoulder.Jian Yiqiu straightened up with a faint smile in his eyes.

Laugh grandma.

Song Yuhuo was busy patting it, but the undead held on tightly and couldn't stop patting it.Seeing that its teeth were about to fall out, Song Yuhuo shouted again: "Qiuqiu?"

Jian Yiqiu pretended not to hear, staring straight ahead.Song Yuhuo's eyes widened, seeing the undead licking his flesh fondly, Song Yuhuo scolded: "Do you think you eat Tang's monk's flesh?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jian Yiqiu's mouth twitching, as if he was about to laugh to death, he suppressed his temper and said, "Don't fucking laugh. I'm going to die." The undead thought his saliva was lost It worked, and he was about to spit out a large mass of black stuff from his mouth, and the stench was indescribable.

After Jian Yiqiu heard this, she couldn't help laughing.He was born to be good-looking, and when he smiled, the tails of his eyes were raised, like a vixen who had only practiced Taoism for tens of thousands of years.

I saw this vixen said to the undead on his shoulder: "Go down."

The undead was about to vomit, and fell at Song Yuhuo's feet. Hearing a "vomit", a large ball of things spit out from its mouth.

It tastes familiar.

Song Yuhuo jumped, and the undead dispersed in a short while, and new undead were about to pounce on him. Seeing Jian Yiqiu still laughing there, Song Yuhuo jumped up and hooked his neck and said, "I Shit."

Jian Yiqiu's eyes darkened, and Song Yuhuo said lazily, as if playing a prank: "Qiuqiu, if you don't want to see me die by your side, just let me hang on like this."

"...I can carry you on my back." Jian Yiqiu said.

A big man said, I can carry you on the back, what kind of feeling is that.Song Yuhuo couldn't say it, but he didn't seem to be disgusted, it's just that he was a poor talker, and he said cheaply, "Why don't you say that the princess hugged me."

Jian Yiqiu seemed to think about the feasibility of this matter, Song Yuhuo saw Jian Yiqiu nodded, and actively hooked him with his hand.Song Yuhuo froze as if frozen.

"I, I, I... go."

When Song Yuhuo jumped off him like a stiff salted fish, he still hadn't recovered.The new undead came one after another, Song Yuhuo held Jian Yiqiu to block the undead for him, but the undead attacked from behind, Song Yuhuo weighed the pros and cons and jumped on his shoulder.

Jian Yiqiu reached out and hugged him firmly as if she was ready.Song Yuhuo felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.It is impossible for him to say that a certain part of me is sticking to your back, please be careful with such ambiguous words.

Seeing this, the undead followed them unwillingly. They walked onto the bridge where the undead came, and a gust of wind hung over them.A sedan chair flew by in the gloomy sky, bringing the uncomfortable scent of candles.

"That's Princess Mingling." One undead said carefully to the other.

After Song Yuhuo heard it, he pointed his shoulder and hooked his finger at it.The undead was hesitant, because of Jian Yiqiu's presence, he still didn't dare to move forward.

The system gave him a blank look, and said to him, "Why didn't you ask me."

Song Yuhuo said: "You are so quiet, I thought you didn't know."

The system said: "Aren't I afraid to disturb you?"

"...we are socialist brotherhood."

The system continued to give her a blank look, and said, "Princess Mingling is a princess who has been wandering outside for hundreds of years. She has an older brother named Xiao Guihuo who has been looking for her for hundreds of years, and finally found her. But Princess Mingling is not a kind person. Stubble, it's a jerk."

While the system was talking, there was a female undead standing there with an eighteen-bone paper umbrella on the other side of the bridge, waiting for their arrival.When the wind was blowing, when the hem of her clothes was raised, a slapped and handsome face was revealed.

The female undead said: "Ming Ji has been waiting for the two young masters for a long time, please come with me."