Kaleidoscope open the door

Bai Lu complained about the idea that Wuming's brother had instilled in Wuming, and looked back at the Xianjin Post outside the station behind him.

The skyrocketing fire, the thick black smoke, the collapsed houses, the roar of Kabane and the scream of human despair and pain!

At this moment, Xianjin Post, a lonely overseas post station, has turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the super torch hung alone overseas, everything is burning, glowing, and heading for destruction.

This is the real hell, the feast of undead monsters and the tragedy of the living, the hell space in his left eye is not so bad.

Bai Lu subconsciously touched her left eye and looked up at Qiao's face full of sleepiness, her breathing unstable and nameless.

"You look tired, is that okay?"

"Well, I need a break."

Wuming didn't refute Bailu, and it wasn't the first time for this kind of thing, and the dispute was meaningless.

He yawned again, the blue satin tied a bow around his neck, his body shook slightly, and he immediately stabilized, still dexterously rushing into the front of the Iron Fortress.

Bai Lu shook his head slightly, and was about to enter the Iron City. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure. The desire to swallow only when he saw Wuming appeared again.

That blacksmith...what happened to him?

It was no one else who caused Bailu to devour the desire again. It was the young blacksmith who was beaten up and bruised by beating a naked male at the station in the morning, accusing the samurai coward.

At this time, the young blacksmith was completely different from the morning. The bangs on his forehead became white, and his skin was unhealthy and whitish. I did not know where to find a red cloth and wrapped it in a cloak, still holding it in his hand. A stubborn tube.

Quite like a performance artist.

Bai Lu became curious about the blacksmith's experience in just a few hours, but didn't immediately pursue anything, suppress his desire, and walked into the front of Jiatiecheng.

Instead of spending time on someone who just met once and doesn't know the name, it is better to pay more attention to the more familiar nameless.

The most important part of Juncheng is the front of the car. It is also the high-level executives of Xianjinyi. They have seen Bailu and Wuming with Sifang Chuanjian before, and more importantly, they have seen Bailu and Wuming's powerful strength.

Bailu entered the front of the car without any hindrance, and said hello to the Sifang Chuanchangpu. In the corner, he saw the nameless man covered in a cloak and shrank into a big sleep.

Is the state so bad...

Bai Lu thought secretly, he wouldn't think that Wuming was sleeping, and the rhythm and frequency of breathing were wrong.

Woo————

The siren suddenly sounded, and everyone in the front of the car felt their feet sway slightly. Juncheng had entered the starting state, adjusted the track, retreated into the warehouse, and connected to the passenger car.

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The more familiar Wuming fell into a bad state to rest, Bailu had nothing to do for a while, and turned his attention to the structure of the front of the car.

The front of the car looks like a small house on the outside, but the internal space is only one-third of the entire volume, but it is not crowded. The samurai of Sifang Chuanchang go to other carriages to comfort people, and at the same time prevent the invasion of Kaban.

Except for the heavy armor in the front of the car, there are various criss-cross, neatly arranged pipes and an instrument panel that displays air pressure.

Bai Lu's feelings about the inside and outside of the Iron Fortress were only four words,'clumsy and heavy'.It doesn't have the precision and beauty of modern industry at all, but I have to say that bulkiness is more secure than delicate things at such dangerous times.

If it is a modern high-speed rail that uses a variety of high-end technologies, let alone rolling the cabane, breaking out of the overwhelming cabane, there is a stone on the track that can jump and fly out!

The external observation hole on the front of the car is not as narrow as the passenger compartment. It is close to one meter in height, 30 centimeters in width, and is inlaid with heavy glass panels.

Huh!

Bai Lu tried to tap his knuckles with his fingers, making a dull sound. It was absolutely solid and thicker than the outer armor. The craftsmanship distorted the light, but it did not affect the external observation. It was clearer than the narrow observation port in the passenger compartment. many.

Then, Bai Lu could clearly see a person flying out of the last carriage, lying motionless on the ground as if dead.

"I go out for a while."

Bai Lu had rushed out as he spoke.

"Hey?"

When Sifang Chuanchangpu reacted, the people had disappeared, and he stretched out his hand to the entrance and exit opened on the roof, and said to himself in vain:

"Juncheng has already started."

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Ikoma lay motionless on the ground, like a dead man, Kabaneri's scarlet eyes, without focus, staring blankly at the high ceiling of the station.

He didn't know why things turned out to be like this. He was looking forward to it. With a passion for developing jet bombs, he successfully overcome the virus infection of Kabbane, and then successfully killed Kabbane who broke into the carriage and saved many people.

However, the reality is cruel. He is as weird as Kabane's body is displayed in front of everyone, feared by everyone, even the best friends dare not approach him.

He did not become a hero, let alone the cheers and applause that a hero should have, but was shot by the steam gun that was supposed to be directed at Kabane, and shot out of Juncheng.

th!

Even Kabane was close at hand, Ikoma didn't want to move.

Puff!

The sharp blade cuts the flesh, the sound of liquid jets and heavy objects falling, and the unique smell of blood in the kabane spread in the air.

"It's really embarrassing."

Some immature voices rang above Ikoma's head, and immediately the light dimmed, and a face that made Ikoma's memory appeared before him.

Ikoma didn't get up, but moved his eyes, and focused on Bailu's face, with an inexplicable hunch.

"Are you looking for me specifically?"

"Ok."

Bai Lu uttered a simple nasal sound and admitted frankly, instead of suppressing the unsuspecting desire to swallow in his heart, his dark pupils instantly turned into a bloody black "ten" kaleidoscope writing round eyes.

Ikoma was surprised:

"your eyes!"

"This is family inheritance."

Bai Lu didn't know what he thought, and was bothering to talk with someone who had nothing to do with him. He was still hesitating, his premonition, letting his desire to devour him swallow the blacksmith in front of him, and the blacksmith would undoubtedly die.

Ikoma was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know the truth or not, but finally chose to believe Bailu's words. His eyes were once again lost and his tone was full of frustration and death.

"Take everything you want, I have nothing left..."

Bai Lu finally looked squarely at the person in front of him, curbed his desires, and stabbed another Kabane who rushed to death with a blank expression. His eyes were clear:

"your name?"