Doomsday Wonderland

[Book Title: The Woman Under the Burqa in Doomsday Paradise Author: All Needs and Ends]

The latest chapter of "Doomsday Paradise" Dear ~ The domain name of this website: "1, it's easy to remember! Highly recommended for good novels: Hello, the Ancient Immortal King, Major General, half a zombie came to farm in the online game Heika Farmhouse in the Immortal Zhiling Mansion Xiantian Supreme Anchor Mu Xin has clearly calculated the direction and distance of the sound source, but he doesn't know what went wrong with his jump just now. The vast white mist obscures not only the line of sight, but also confuses the rest of people's senses; In an instant, countless thoughts exploded in his mind, but fear gripped his body, and he could only fall stiffly toward the undulating sea.

He does not have the ability to create a platform on the sea; nor can he change the direction of his body at will regardless of gravity. No matter how he thought, he knew that he was finished.

Death is not terrible. What Mu Xin was thinking about at this moment was not death, but the sour smile on Zeus's face when he broke through the sea - that face belonged to Lin Sanjiu just a moment ago.

Soon, his face will look like that too.

Just when Mu Xin was about to hit the sea, a meaningless, frightened low cry finally slipped out of his throat; then, a loud, high-pitched voice suddenly sounded from very close to him: " Is it the swimming one?”

Before he could realize who the voice belonged to, a rush of blood had already rushed to his mind; then he felt his waist tightening and being wrapped around something. For a moment, his ears were filled with thunderous heartbeats. He finally realized that he had stopped falling and was hanging in the air with his hands and feet limp.

His toes were less than three centimeters from the sea.

The disappointed and angry yellow shadow wandered under the water, as if waiting for the next opportunity. Mu Xin lowered his head in a daze, and found that around his waist was a tight circle of crimson meat strips, like the long claws of a giant octopus.

The crimson strips of meat slowly retracted from the water, leading Mu Xin through the fog, revealing the rocks ahead - and the head of a meat worm that he had never found so cute.

"What's going on?" the crimson flesh worm hissed, "You don't want to live anymore?"

Mu Xin narrowly escaped death, his heartbeat was too fast for a moment, and he was speechless; his face turned pale, and he heard the meat insect continue to say: "Thank you for meeting me, look at my reaction, how fast it is! You said Then when you shout like a half-human being, I can tell it's you."

What it said was not excessive. The reaction of the Queen of Soul was indeed as fast as lightning. Before it could finish its sentence, it had already realized what it should do. Therefore, before the words could be finished, a flesh limb that was ejected hit the wooden limb. Xin held firmly above the water.

"You, why are you here...?" He fell on the rock, feeling his chest was burning with pain from his breathing. "Thankfully you came here, otherwise I really would have died."

He remembered that the Queen of Soul was holding the rock behind, still quite a distance away from him.

"What stupid words are you talking about?" The Queen of Soul put away its fleshy limbs, covering the tangled white tendons under the skin, and wriggled into the shape of a giant fleshworm. "It was you who came to me."

Mu Xin glanced at it blankly.

"What do you want me to do? Don't you want me to jump over rocks?" If the Queen of Soul had shoulders, she would definitely shrug her shoulders: "The fog is so thick, I still dance, so I have rested for a long time."

Did Mu Xin jump in the wrong direction? But he clearly rushed out towards Ji Shanqing's voice, and the Queen of Soul was several blocks away from him - Mu Xin suddenly stopped thinking and understood. It was precisely because the distance between him and the Queen of Soul was far more than a hundred meters that he almost fell into the sea after jumping with all his strength.

"It seems that the mist can confuse the direction of the sound, so as to prevent the enemy from cooperating with the sound." He wiped his face with frustration, "I just heard Ji Shanqing call me sister."

"Lin Sanjiu is still alive?"

"I don't think so. I think she might be in trouble."

The big meatworm lowered its fleshy skin and made no sound.

Mu Xin sighed and stood up: "I have to go find Ji Shanqing... She is not an ordinary girl, but I can't leave her alone."

The Queen of Soul slowly tilted her head. It was tilted so hard that half of its body was twisted around, and it looked closely at Mu Xin as if a sea anemone had just bloomed on his face. "What did you say?"

"I said I was going to help her. Since you can't maintain the number of rocks, you might as well go together."

The Queen of Soul straightened up—it did not have a "face" in the traditional sense, but in the varying shades of fleshy red on its head, Mu Xin suspected that she could see a vague smile with unknown meaning. Of course, it may also be related to the fog. "Ah, yes. Let's go together, let's go together... He is a girl, maybe he needs help."

Mu Xin blinked at it and decided not to delve into it further. One person and one insect looked at each other tentatively for a while, and the big meat insect finally asked: "Is there a girl in the opposite camp?"

"Yes," Mu Xin responded, and then understood: "She still summoned the people from the mist. Do you want to wear her?"

"Nonsense. Does she have long hair?"

"I don't know, she's wearing a hat."

The Queen of Soul smacked her lips longingly, "Anyway, I have no other choice but her."

Mu Xin wisely said nothing to this.

The fog was too thick, and Hegel probably couldn't continue jumping. Mu Xin didn't know how much time he had before the next rock disappeared. He stood up and looked around, but the white mist seemed to be alive, becoming thicker and thinner, deeper and shallower. In the blink of an eye, he no longer recognized the direction he had just looked at.

Where is the right place for people to go?

When traveling in a post-apocalyptic world, it is often difficult for non-visa officers to avoid falling into a paradoxical situation: if you want to go to a simple world, you have to go to a difficult world. Low-level doomsday and new doomsday are relatively easy, so they have the most evolvers and the highest visa prices; however, it is precisely because they are filled with evolvers from all over the world, and everyone is searching and sweeping up all kinds of supplies like locusts, so the gains are Also the smallest. In this way, in theory, except for the visa officer, almost no one can reincarnate in the relaxed doomsday world forever - because one day, your supplies will not be enough to replace a D-class world visa.

Unfortunately, Mu Xin is now in this "not enough supplies" stage.

Because the Soul Queen's body is flexible and elastic, one person and one insect quickly made a plan to move forward: Mu Xin tied a thread to its tail, grasped the thread with one hand, and hugged the tail of the big flesh insect with the other; the Soul Queen would pull Grow your body and search for the next rock on the sea ahead. When it secures a new reef, the giant meatworm can retract its body as before. Next, Mu Xin only needs to jump a hundred meters in the direction of the line.

Undoubtedly, this method of travel is slow and dangerous.

He and the Queen of Soul groped forward like blind men, testing the location of the next rock bit by bit in the white mist; but no one knew which direction they were going. While Mu Xin was anxious, he recalled a lot of things that he could use at this moment, but he had already exchanged his visa and other supplies: a heat detection device, nose glasses that could smell biopheromones, and A few useful paper cranes for messaging...

The Queen of Soul disappeared into the mist ahead, and the thin line connecting the two swayed slightly.

Mu Xin rubbed his sore muscles on his thighs, looked at the direction of the thin line, and jumped forward again; the milky white mist kept hitting his face, and kept separating in front of his eyes, and finally suddenly dispersed - he fell again On the rocks.

This reef is literally overcrowded.

"It wasn't me who dangled it." The Queen of Soul now looked like a piece of hung bacon, hanging down from the hand of the man in a burqa without any resistance: "The person who dangled the thread was, she …”

It... seems to have fallen into deep fear.

Mu Xin had never seen this meat worm truly afraid.

"Two," the man wrapped in the robe said, his voice still incomprehensible, low and hoarse. The man raised a hand and lifted the hood off his head, revealing his face underneath. "Great, one more solution and we can win this game."

When Mu Xin stood frozen on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning, the Queen of Souls suddenly trembled, as if she was gripped by despair and couldn't control herself: "N-Master Nuwa... I, I... please, Lin Sanjiu said Pass……"

Nuwa?

Mu Xin had never heard of the name—but he knew the face.

As soon as the burqa fell down, her soft short blond hair suddenly lost its restraint and slipped from her ears, forming a beautiful arc on her bright red lips; the sea seemed to be reflected in her pupils, Reflecting a deep and light blue.

Even the traces of age left by the years cannot cover up her brilliance, just like a glass of aged red wine.

Mu Xin would never forget this face, even if he only saw this woman briefly once.

The memory of that day suddenly enveloped him like a tide, almost strangling his neck and making him unable to breathe. Mu Xin wanted to turn around and run away, but as soon as he took a step back, he forced himself to stop. foot.

He himself didn't realize that he was breathing rapidly - every muscle in his body was trembling: "You, what are you talking about? This person's name is Nuwa?"

The woman let go of her hand, and the big meat insect fell to the ground with a splat, and she could no longer carry it.

"Isn't her name the Great Miko?"

The big meat insect was shocked, and UU Reading www.uｕｕｈｈ.net raised its head tremblingly; but as soon as he glanced at the woman, he immediately hesitated again.

"This is Lady Nuwa..."

The woman under the burqa raised the corners of her mouth slightly. She made no move, but Mu Xin felt that she was ready to kill; at the same time, he also realized that he could not make any effective resistance.

There are always those kinds of people in the world: you don’t have to waste your energy struggling to resist, you know you have no hope.

Despair like a mountain, like an abyss, sucked up all Mu Xin's desire to live like a sponge.

The Big Meatworm, like him, was slumped on the rock at the moment, and seemed to be unable to resist at all. Mu Xin's whole body felt like lead, and he didn't expect that his life was only barely extended for a few minutes. When the woman walked over gently, he thought of Ji Shanqing bitterly. I didn't expect that we would have to die here together in the end, but maybe it would be better to die. He has long been tired of this endless apocalyptic world...

Meuchong called her Nuwa, he thought she was called the Great Witch, Ji Shanqing called her - and so on.

Ji Shanqing?

Just when the woman's shadow just enveloped him, Mu Xin understood immediately. He suddenly shook the thin thread in his hand, and when the thin thread happened to trip between the woman's footsteps, he jumped up and rushed towards her.

"Get up! This man is nobody, this is his ability!"

The Queen of Soul raised her "head" with tears in her nose and stared blankly at the two figures fighting in front of her.

"He has the ability to become the person you are most afraid of!" Mu Xin shouted again, panting.

He really felt that he was extremely lucky - God might have thought that it was not time for him to flee yet. Otherwise, how could he suddenly realize that the person Ji Shanqing was most afraid of was Lin Sanjiu? 166 novel reading network