My luck can go against the sky

When Han Zi Rong opened his eyes again, it has come to a schedule.

The whole space is very dark, no halflight shadow, color.

Han Zi Rong Yu went away.

Aerial, hanging dense numbness, countless bodies, and black rope.

More, it is a rope that is weak, but it is not hanging on the body.

The whole quarter is quiet, and there is no such thing.

Han Zi Rong raised his legs to step on the ground, but they were hard, but they did not have a point.

"It should be a hanging ghost, or it is a place where the bomb is stored in the bodies." Looking around, Han Zi is honored.

"I found you can't kill me, just flee it right away?"

"But I didn't think I would finally grab your tail, follow you."

A rope quietly fell in Han Zi.

Han Zi Rong is turning, caught.

"If I have been controlled by the piano, I have not dissipated. Do you want to set up me?"

"There is no door!"

Looking at the rope in your hand, Han Zi is ridiculous.

All ropes are unable to fall in Han Zi Rong, but the whole isna, but there is no variation.

Han Ziru frowned, picking up the peach wood sword to cut the rope in his hand, or there is no change, but it is the rope in his hand, slow dissipation.

The body of the air did not fall, and the rope dreated was still silent.

Han Zi was frowned, and I didn't find anything else to sweep the entire dark space.

Aerial body, rope, swing.

It seems that you can't see me, there is no way to take me.

Seeing, Han Zi Rong smiled and looked at the top.

Hold the peach wood sword in your hand, cold channel: "Go out, otherwise I will put all the bodies you hang down!"

"You should be the bodies hanging, the stronger your strength is it?"

"Although I can't find you, I will only start again, you can start again."

"When you get, your strength will become a small?"

"It is estimated that the strong people are not dead!"

The bodies and rope of the swing are stopped, no longer swing.

In the quotation space, Han Zirong's body, cracking a gap of white light.

Han Zi smiled, immediately understood the hanging rope, or hanged the ghost in what.

"Want me?"

"You almost kill me, I want to let me leave here, but I am not so simple."

"Out, maybe I can spare you."

Silent, no ropes, corpses, and fall.

Han Zi Rong stretched out, and the peach sword flew down immediately and broke the rope.

The bodies hung in the space suddenly swayed.

But Han Zirong did not stop this, the peach sword continuously in the air, the flying flying, and easily broke a large piece of rope.

When the body fell, it immediately disappeared and returned to the real world.

Just as Han Zi Rong wants to continue, a black rope falls in front of him.

Han Zi's honor is happy, and I grasp the black rope.

The space is suddenly shaking.

"This is right, and it is a happy cooperation." Han Zido said.

The black rope shakes, I want to tie Han Zong's neck.

Han Zi's honor has changed, one hand took the sword, grabbed the black rope as a bunch of belts, tied on the waist.

"I want to go out." He calmly said.

Next, the figure is shaking, leaving this clauson.

In the pub, Han Zi Rongxiang slowly appeared.

Refuge, the familiar system sounds again.

Ding! Congratulations to host the task.

Han Zi Rong is not happy, determine that he is not played by the rope.

In the house, the illusion of seeing Han Zi Rong suddenly appeared, and the gods were excited.

Even the channel: "Fortunately, okay, I know that you can't die."

Han Zi's Rongbew is picking up, and the magic sediment shakes the waist rope, saying: "Strap, can kill me, I haven't born it."

Magic Haisheng can't stand the point: "Yes, who makes you a Yuan Ying big."

"I am dead, you will not die."

"Unfortunately, in a few minutes, we died fifteen people." Said that the magic seafringe gigant sighed.

Han Zi Rong didn't know what to say, just patted the shoulders of the sea, comfort: "Nothing, I will go to us later."

"A little bit, the difference is late."

The phantom silence is nodded, and the face is stunned out of the pub.

Han Zi went to see everything in the wine, the piano on the performance station has been moved away, the dislikes on the ground, the knife and the chopper are spread on the ground, in the pub, except for him, no one.

Big walking out of the pub, clear sky, the sun is still hanging.

Within the apartment building opposite the pub, the curtains are tight, covering the house, does not seem to let the sun irradiate into the house.

A man stands on the window, kicks the curtains, and the evil laughs, hidden to Han Zi Rong.

"Mother, this person must give you a supplement." The man turned over and looked at the house, hanging on the wall, below the woman's road.

The woman exposed a smile, reached out, and greeted the man and greeted the man and gently stroked his head.

Next, the woman slightly hard, crushed the man's head, opened his skull, reached out, picked out the cerebrose, gently laughed: "Child, that person is not you can provoke."

"Since you may die in him, it is better to die in my hand."

"Failure, it is the failure."

The dish is falling down on the head.

The woman looked at the embryo everywhere, cold tang: "It seems that here can not stay again."

"Yuan Ying period, how can I get up now."

Ground, embryonic rupture.

A paw leaned out of the embryo, slowly climbing out, squatting in front of the woman, making a low: "Mother."

The woman's body slowly left the wall, leaned over the head, smiled: "Well, Hey."

"Go out, find some food yourself."

The humanoid monster slowly bowed, then stood up and integrated into the shadow.

The woman saw this scene, showing satisfied look on his face.

"I finally had a successful shadow."

"Yeah, it's time, I will go to work."

The woman hangs, covering the face, slowly falling, and the double foot on the ground.

The limbs below are also instantaneous contraction.

In the clothes, the woman tied a ponytail, walked out of the room, and the blunt face immediately had blood, flourish.

In the corridor, a woman is cleaning the corridor.

The woman walked forward and laughed: "Yeah, Zhang Wei sweeps the floor, I want to help."

The woman looked up, looking back, looking at the woman, smiling: "Xiaoli, I am alive with you, you are busy with you."

The woman nodded, crossed the woman, and walked forward.

"Hey, Xiao Li, you are waiting." The woman suddenly called Xiaoli.

Xiaoli's face changed, then immediately piled up his smile, turned to see women: "What happened, Zhang Hao?"

The woman puts down the tools in his hand, pulls up the hands of the hands, then look around, see no one, this is a small voice: "The young man who introduced you last time is the same?"

"Now I can't pick it up this year, I'm going to have a right to quickly get married is that it is, so that you have a girl's family, there is also a dependence."

Xiaoli's face changed, suddenly got a few points, whispered: "Zhang Wei, last time you introduced the one, I went to my house."

"I haven't found me after it."

Xiaoli wipes his face, as if it is rubbing the tears.