Dark Blood Age

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The whole speedboat owner knew a lot of things from Chu Yunsheng, but no one thought that the scene that appeared on the sky would be so shocking after the flood.

The majestic celestial body is huge and red, and it is approaching the earth in seconds. Only the visual impact can make people feel amazed and stunned, and in their hearts, they will rise up with awe of the power of nature.

This feeling, in some ways, even exceeds the spiritual power of the guardian.

Chu Yunsheng didn't know much about astronomical knowledge. He listened to Wen Luo's discussion of their looks. This planet closest to them seems to be Mars in terms of color and appearance.

But besides it, there should be another planet, closer to the earth, that is the white Venus, which is not visible here, it should appear in the eastern hemisphere, if it waits closer, perhaps from the edge of the flood Chu Yunsheng and others will soon be able to see the edge of the star refraction to the earth like the moon.

Therefore, from the perspective of the speedboat, only four huge stars can be seen at present. Except for the huge red planet, there are two large stars of two yellow and one blue, at least ten times the size of the moon, and the largest in the night sky. The red planets are in harmony, with a magnificent astronomical spectacle, announcing the end of the seventh century.

If it is just a big flood, it can't fully confirm that Chu Yunsheng told the blood clan's "prophecy." Now, the strange vision in the sky is enough to smash the last illusion that everyone has in mind.

The disaster is about to come, and death is approaching!

The collapse is irreversible, prayer is helpless, everything becomes meaningless, except for the carnival and madness before dying, enjoying the last life, what can we do?

It was determined that Chu Yunsheng’s words were not joking, nor were they tempting and testing them, the **** people who were indulging and indulging in their bones. In the extreme atmosphere of the end of the last day, the psychological distortion is "excited", anyway, if the seven stars fall and impact. If you can't succeed in the new world, the death period will not be far away. It is better to spend the last night of carnival madness.

The wine in the kitchen bar, whether it is 1982 or 28 years, whether it is red or white or something else, is all dragged out, layer by layer on the deck, all kinds of beautiful The food is also served on the plate. Turn on the lights and put up the music...

The bottle was opened and no cup was used. Everyone was holding a whole bottle and sipping a drink. The men sang loudly and the women twisted the dance. Only the only cook, Pharaoh, shuttled to the stove. Behind. It became the busiest person on the entire speedboat, and kept cooking the food that was in short supply.

Chu Yunsheng also carried a bottle and sat alone on the roof of the boat. The legs are free to open, and the sway of the speedboat swayed from side to side.

The hardships of life, love and hate and persistence, after crying and crying, you need a big drunk! A painful and fast can forget all the drunk!

He patted his knees, sang along with the drunken blood clan, and sang from the **** dawn of the **** clan history to "Death Twilight", from "The Night of Pride" to "The Fallen People", from "The Scepter Crown" sang "The Abyss"...

In the song, the bohemian blood family finally burst into tears. Passionate and sad, glorious and degenerate, dreams and reality, intertwined, but seek a drunk.

Chu Yunsheng leaned against the cold mang long sword and sat down with his heart. The right leg is flat, the body swings with the cabin, lifting the wine, looking up, pouring the booze, the wine overflowing the cheeks, rolling down, can not tell whether it is tears, laughter, wine or rain, flooding the earth, or sinking Into the flood...

In the vagueness, I don’t know who is singing:

"The sea laughs, floats and sinks with the waves, only the present,

Heaven laughs, who wins, only God knows,

The breeze laughed, my heart was lonely, and my pride was still a night!

I am so passionate and smiling..."

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The blood races were drunk, and several Asians were drunk. Even Ai Xier, who was full of thoughts, was drunk. Only Chu Yun was awake and he was drunk.

The wine can only stimulate his stomach, anesthetize the nerves of the body, and the more he drinks, the more his sense of returning to zero dimension makes his consciousness more clear, as if reminding him at all times that he is not a living person, he is not drunk.

However, he likes the feeling of alcohol burning the stomach, at least he can feel a little lively taste.

So when everyone was drunk and lying in the cabin and inside and outside the deck, he still relied on the sword to drink, and watched the night alone.

But there seems to be another person who is not drunk, walks to Chu Yunsheng and looks at him quietly.

Chu Yunsheng looked up at the figure, rubbed his nose and shook his finger. He said: "You are not a pharaoh, but I am not interested in knowing who you are. If you have something, you will say, nothing will roll, don't hinder Lao Tzu is drinking."

As a cook and a middle-aged blessing, the old puppet, who was originally obsessed with fat, has a sharp eye that is completely out of proportion with him. After gazing at Chu Yunsheng for a moment, it seems to be emotional, and it seems to be heartbroken: "I didn't expect you to be so desperate to be like this."

Chu Yunsheng smiled and turned his head and continued to drink, but he really ignored him.

"Pharaoh" obese body, but re-entered into the sight of Chu Yunsheng in a very cold posture, standing on the edge of the top of the ship, looking at the sky above the sky, looking forward to: "I am here to pick you up. ”

"Receive me?" Chu Yunsheng had a little reaction at this time, looking up and down the "Pharaoh", smiled and said: "Then you are a bull-headed horse, black and white impermanence? Or death, or an angel? Is to pick me up to heaven, Still eighteen layers of hell, I can kill a lot of people."

The man frowned slightly, then let go, sighed, and saddened: "Do you want to stop? You know who I am."

Chu Yunsheng smiled and turned his head to continue drinking. He shook his head and said: "I really don't know, I don't want to know, you should never tell me, I don't remember anything."

The man stepped forward to Chu Yunsheng, staring at his eyes, his eyes slightly moist, and trembled: "Look at me, you look at my eyes... really don't remember anything!?"

Chu Yunsheng's eyes shook a little, but immediately removed, violently pushed him away, tired of saying: "Roll, roll, do not remember, do not remember, do not hinder Lao Tzu drinking!"

As he spoke, he swayed up, carrying a sword, a hand-carrying wine, and his toes bounced off the top of the deck to the bow of the deck.

The man glimpsed a little, then caught up and said loudly: "You lie! I saw you recognize me!"

Chu Yunshengtou did not return to the long sword to fly up, coldly stabbed in the center of the deck, cold and cold road: "You guys really have a bad head, I don't know if I don't know! Hurry, don't think it's coming I won't kill you on my cook!"

The man greeted the sword and continued to move forward. While walking, he smiled and said: "I won't be deceived by you again... If you forget everything, why don't you dare to look back? Why don't you dare to look at my eyes? !"

"Whatever you think, either kill me, or just go, I really forgot about the previous things." Chu Yunsheng shook his head indifferently, calmly, leaning against the bow, continuing to drink, no longer The Council.

The man stunned and stared at the back of Chu Yunsheng, and said: "Why?"

Chu Yunsheng does not speak.

She lifted the epee on the deck, holding the handle on the right, holding the sword front with her left hand, and slipping past. The red blood swept the sharp blade with the clenched fist, and there were countless lives with blood flowing out. She shed tears, raised her blood, and cried: "Have you forgotten, have you really forgotten? Forgot the screams above the worms, forgot the words you said to me, forgot Have you forgotten the vows of the past? Then you look at it and take a look at who it is..."

A trace of tears falling from Chu Yun on the bow of the ship, blowing in the breeze, he slowly turned and looked up calmly, like a stranger, looking at the man: "Yes, forgot, forgot, you Let's go."

The man looked at Chu Yunsheng’s plain look and strange eyes, and his eyes were deep and desperate. He slammed his long sword in his hand and couldn’t control himself anymore. He rushed forward and held tightly. Chu Yunsheng's cold body, choked: "I am not good, I am late, I know that you have not forgotten, why don't you recognize me? You gave me life, why don't you want me? I am so afraid... ”

She hurriedly didn't know where to take out a long, wide black box, standing on the bow, with the last trace of hope: "Are you looking for the remains of the book? I have helped you find it. Second time The war of God is about to begin, and they all miss you, go back with me, beg you, go back with me!"

Chu Yunsheng trembled a little, and reached out to rub the surface of the black scorpion. Under the calm face, there was a lot of emotions... I took a breath and resolutely stuffed the black scorpion into her arms and stepped back. Turning to the boundless flood, waved and waved: "Forget me."

The wind that has passed the heavy rain, with the smell of the earth, blows the Buddha's clothes corner from the clouds, and flutters like a tired person who is no longer in the world.

She stared at the back of Chu Yunsheng, and once again appeared in the shadow of a solitary cold dream. Now she is in front of her own eyes, but she can't recognize each other... She is excited to find and come here, weaving countless Dreams and fantasies, but at this moment, all turned into a bubble...

She wiped her tears and suddenly made a move that was unexpectedly unexpected. She didn't happen as if she had nothing. She casually left the black scorpion and said in the most unusual tone: "Are you hungry? If you drink so much wine, you must be hungry. I am going to make a bowl of fried rice."

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There is still a chapter right away. Speaking of it, the New Year’s Eve, writing such a plot, this atmosphere is too contradictory, stagnation...

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