Chapter 59
"Svin ... Cohen, a former penalty team, it seems that the conversation that I heard before is indeed them."
Staying in the place, Ai Wen focused on the eyes of the passenger deck, and saw several sailors look at here with a single rifle with a single shot rifle.
"At first I thought I thought it was the problem of Pan Shen's flute. Cohen, who was polluted, was the cause."
"I remember in the underground trading market behind the evil dragon bar. When hunting Tris, the crying angel relief hanging on the chest because of the attack may be seen by Cohen and worried that the other party's physical condition."
"I haven't seen it for a few days, but I did not expect that he had indeed suffered pollution in virtual ..."
Thinking of this, Ai Wen patted his clothes, and the crying angel relief with no signs of recovery for the time being.
"This is my mistake. It must be saved more secure when returning to Tingen's relief."
"Speak back again, crying angels, nightmares of fishing villages, and ancient cord cords, all pointing to the huge bloody moon in the sky, what do He want to do, or it is related to the forecast of the four fallen knights.
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"Also, when Mosha's hard work, at the expense of ordinary students' lives, when I tapped the crying statue of the crying angel, was it intentionally or careless?"
"Maybe, this is destiny. After all, not everyone can be called a imaginary man, and the items that can be imagined will be present.
It will be staged and become a reality. "
"Why do you have the healing association of massacre everywhere, related to Rossel, what happened to 150 years ago?"
After listening to the answer, Ai Wen's first room, immediately sounded Pan Shen's flute.
I want to use the identity of the mechanical heart to enter the guest ship to find Cohen's idea of shattered. According to the crew, turn around to the fishing village to meet Swin too much time, and it may be that his front foot has just stepped into the fishing village, and the back foot is deeply caught in deeper.
Dreams at the level.
Moreover, there was a lot of information in the nightmare that made him guess that the villagers Russell was assassinated in the Baifeng Palace, and it may not look as simple as it.
"Sure enough, with the dream of others as the main body, Pan Shen's flute will lose effect."
Nympho
The miscellaneous illusion gradually drifted in the passenger room room of the Tassok River, and Ai Wen suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up.
At the end of the song, there is no change around. There is still a huge red moon hanging in the twilight sky, and the three -mast passenger wheels are quiet on the flat and soft beach ...
"Tell Svin, people with mechanical hearts want to see him!" Ai Wen suddenly shouted towards the deck.
So ... can only attack!
After confirming whether Cohen was contaminated, it became the main body of nightmare.
After shaking his head and putting away the flute of Pan Shen, Ai Wen suddenly bowed, rushing straight towards the front like a cheetah, but after a while, with a crisp gun, he fell straight to the ground.
Then, then
First of all, death can still be separated from the shallow dreams, but it is very dangerous for ordinary people, and it is very likely to passively die from the level of consciousness.
"What about Cohen? Or Savin's men ..."
Alvin continued to ask loudly, but was interrupted impatiently by the sailor on the deck:
"I don't know what you are talking about, but I suggest you don't play tricks, stand quietly and wait for Mr. Sviin and the captain to come back."
"As Rossell said, failure is the mother of success... How can you see the sunny southern continent without crossing the sea of violence?"
"Maria ..."
He lowered his head and glanced at his thin body. Alvin took out the flute of the God of God from his arms and started playing it.
On the high -hanging sandy beach, Ai Wen stood quietly on the place, listening to the deck on the distance, the sailor's constant warning sound came, and the next moment suddenly bowed forward, and in the fourth step, it was right.
Before stepping out, straighten your right leg and suddenly turn back to the left, allowing the ball to swim across your body, and raise a tiny wisp of dust on the beach.
"Is it successful?"
Facing the intruder who did not listen to dissuasion, after the first attack failed, a burst of fried beans suddenly sounded on the deck.
After being rejected repeatedly by the other party, Alvin narrowed his eyes slightly towards the deck.
Secondly, in the complex scenes of death, I seemed to see her from a steeple building similar to a bell tower...
Then I came back to God, patted Ai Wen's trousers, and comforted the old age: "Hmm ... actually it doesn't matter if it fails."
The fine yellow sand on the coast was covered with his cheeks, and gradually above the dull pupils, the scarlet liquid was splattered in the empty cavity of the skull.
One hour in reality is equivalent to twelve hours in the first layer of dreams. The longer the nightmare is dragged, the greater the risk. He knows that there is no time to leave himself.
Brenez, who had been sitting cross-legged on his chest and was dozing off with his chest because he had used too much to seal the ancient god's umbilical cord, rolled directly to the ground. He immediately got up and looked around in a daze, and asked in surprise:
After thinking about it slightly, Bulienes gave the answer: "A little more in a minute, it should be about 20 minutes."
"But the problem is that there are at least five or six sailors holding single-shot rifles on the deck, and I have neither fire cover nor long-range support. The Rose Cane consumes too much and cannot be used continuously."
When he saw a trace of pain in the other eyebrows, while rubbing his forehead, there were no special changes around.
Therefore, the most urgent thing is to find Cohen to let the dream of losing the main support collapse.
"I said, Mr. Swin and the captain just got off the ship!" The sailor on the deck was unmoved.
At the top of the spire, in the room with huge mechanical gears, a familiar figure was quietly sitting on a high-back chair with his head hanging down. The dried blood was tying a white collar tie with complex flowers on her chest.
On top, sputtering a bit of lonely pattern like plum blossoms.
Temporary thoughts of undulating thoughts, Ai Wen suddenly asked: "How long have I passed from my first dream?"
After all, a madman is not scary, but a madman with brains and terrifying strength can completely make some events related to it run wildly in an indescribable direction like a wild horse that has broken away.
"That guy can really say... and he is very good at writing!" As he sighed secretly, the pain of death gradually faded, and Alvin slowly sorted out his thoughts.
Glance at the huge blood moon in the sky, Alvin couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that the remains of the Crying Angel Statue were discovered. After the extraordinary incident in Tingen Technical School, they were barred by the task force led by Iconser.
In order to be flat, otherwise you should find some useful information. "
At the same time, he also listed the "falling mother god" and everything related to it was listed as the number one enemy on the way to redeem.
"Dang Dang Dang ..." The rapid bell suddenly came up from the distant spire.
As the desolate flute sound gradually rose, and the invisible sound waves rippled, Bournez stared at Alvin, fell into deep sleep and entered a dream again, and then slowly let out a sigh:
"The degraded mother carefully set up the bureau's brainwashing. I did not expect that a girl with a courage to sacrifice, have compassion, and integrity and other knights has been washed into each other's mind!"
Wait for the hot bullets, exit the wheels on the deck after exiting from the barrel, waiting for the figures running on the beach, and the blood of the whole body will fall to the ground.
A young sailor looked below and curled his lips, "Tsk... Another one who died!"
"Uh? Why do I say again?"
Confusion was like mist covering his heart, until the body that fell on the beach disappeared at some point, and a new figure came from afar. He said without hesitation, as before, without hesitation:
"Stop the stranger, or I'll shoot..."
Chapter completed!