My Draw Game Has Come True

　　 "If there is something that can't be solved, you can call the police, and the police uncle will help you solve the problem."

　　 There was an inexplicable voice around 　　, which made Yan Yanran feel a little frightened.

　　Yan Yanran quickly squeezed the handle of the knife and looked around, only to find that the person had disappeared.

　　‘What’s going on, is it my illusion? ’

　　 Yan Yanyan drew his sword and looked around at a loss. After finally sighing for a long time, she couldn't say much.

Call the police?

　　 Of course, of course I called the police.

　　 One early morning ten days ago, the driver found their babysitter died in the backyard. The death was very miserable. It can be said that it was almost dismembered!

　　 To report to the police was of course the first choice to report to the police, but after ten days, the suspect still did not appear.

　　 Until three days ago.

　　 The driver who was at home on vacation was also dismembered.

　　 Yan Yanran didn't know exactly what kind of human tragedy it was. After all, she was not there when the body was found twice, and she had not seen it with her own eyes.

　　 But the word'dismemberment' is enough to make Yan Yanran panic.

Why?

　　 Why did the two murders happen by my side?

　　 What should I do next time, who's turn next time?

Father?

Mother?

elder sister?

　　 or me?

　　Yan Yanran didn't know, that's why she was absent-minded recently, and why she was practicing Kendo so hard recently.

　　 She wants to protect herself with the wooden sword in her hand!

　　Yan Yanran shook her head, put all these thoughts behind her, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, go home first. If you go back late, you will be worried."

After 　　 walked out of the Kendo Gym, Yan Yanran got into the car, and under the driver's posture, she headed towards the villa area.

　　 In a corner that Yan Yanran couldn't see, a black shadow suddenly flashed, and a pair of bloodshot eyes were staring at Yan Yanran's vehicle from the dark, and a greedy color flashed in his eyes.

　　 "Little girl, when I kill this neon man, I will play with you again."

　　The cold voice was filled with unspeakable madness: "Uncle, I, I like little girls like you the most."

　　 When this sound just fell, I suddenly discovered that the vehicle had gone and returned. Yan Yanran's figure jumped off the vehicle and chatted with the Kazuo Hasegawa.

　　 seems to be called back by the curator.

　　 Seeing this scene, the figure hidden in the dark laughed hysterically, as if laughing out of breath.

　　 After a long time, he was relieved and showed a sordid and weird smile in the darkness.

　　 "Also, let's go together."

　　……

　　 Humming a little tune, Song Luo bought a lamb skewers as a supper on the way home.

　　Yang Huan intends to kill the Quartet during the patrol of the sea, Wiggington recuperates after his great power in North Africa, and the wise commander Song Luo after accepting the new side mission should also enjoy the enjoyment appropriately.

This is normal.

　　 After returning home, Song Luo took a shower and ate the "Star Fruit" that had been pumped for several days.

　　 I have to say, this star fruit is more effective than dragon scale fruit.

　　 The taste is similar to apples, but after eating some star fruit, Song Luo feels the stars in the sky gleaming, as if the galaxy is overflowing, and the galaxy is in his arms.

　　Under this situation, Song Luo also gradually felt a sense of fatigue. The moonlight shone on Song Luo's body, and the gentle night breeze was blowing. After another yawn, Song Luo chose to go to bed.

　　After entering the dream, there was chaos all around.

　　 Suddenly, a dazzling light flickered, and the sky was dotted with stars, and the night was woven into a big net.

　　 "Commander..."

　　 A deep voice sounded, and Wikington's figure slowly walked from the front, placing his right hand on his chest, and saluting Song Luo.

　　 On a rock not far away, Yang Huanyi held Mo Dao and looked indifferently in this direction.

Wiggington looked at Yang Huanyi, smiled slightly, then turned to look at Song Luo, and said: "Oh Fanxing is up, I have to say that this name is too stupid. You are the embodiment of Fanxing's will. If you don't mind, I Can you call you Mianxia?"

　　 "Whatever you like, as long as you like."

　　 is just a title, as long as it is not derogatory, Song Luo feels nothing.

　　 "If this is the case, then I won't call you the commander anymore. I also think this is a stupid name." Yang Huanyi not far away also said, "I will call you the suzerain."

　　 Song Luo nodded.

　　 One sovereign, one under the crown.

　　 Song Luo also thinks these two titles are better than commander.

　　 What do you call a commander?

　　 From today, I will stop being a commander!

　　At this time, Wikington turned around and said politely to Yang Huan: "Miss Yang, today is my home court, please let me play for the crown, okay?"

　　 Yang Huan heard the words, did not speak, leaned on the stone and closed his eyes.

　　 Song Luo saw this and asked: "Wiggington, what can you teach me?"

　　 "Mianxia, ​​don't worry."

　　 Wikington smiled slightly and said to Song Luo: "I want to ask you a question first."

　　 "Are you willing to wake up, sleep again, and continue to have unfinished dreams... Or wake up, stand up, and realize what you want in your heart?"

　　 "Naturally, to realize what I want in my heart." Song Luo raised his head straight.

Just kidding~www.readwn.com~ Although Song Luo used to have an alarm clock three or four times a day to get up, but since playing this game, he is very punctual every day, saying that he wakes up at six o'clock and he wakes up at six o'clock, not every minute and every second. Delayed.

　　Meng has woke up, it's time to realize what I want in my heart.

　　 Turn reality into your own dream, this is what you should do.

　　 "It turned out to be like this, then I understand, submissively." Wigginton paused and smiled.

　　 "Today, you have chosen a hope for Mianxia, ​​and now that hope is dashed. In that case, Mianxia will go to fulfill this hope that is about to die."

　　 Song Luo: "???"

　　Riddler, right?

　　 In the clouds and mists that Wikington said, Song Luo didn't understand what Wikington wanted to express. Before Song Luo could speak, he saw the surrounding situation change rapidly!

　　 There was no one in the dim alley. At the end of the alley, a neon light belonging to the city was projected. Under the shining of the light, Song Luo also saw the mottled wall.

　　 "助けてください!"

　　 "Help, it's killing... it's killing!"

　　 In the dark alley, there are subtle voices, neon words or summer words in the sound, and calls for help one after another.

　　 In the silent night, Song Luo had his armor possessed at this moment, and quickly reacted.

　　 Here...it seems to be an old residential building near the Kendo Hall.

　　 It is said that the house will be demolished soon, and now there is no one passing by.

　　 "This friend, you are also the chosen one with the awakening ability? Don't disturb my game, we are the same kind."

　　 A cold voice sounded in Song Luo's ears, but compared to the others, this voice had a strong killing intent at this moment: "If you like it, I can give you some toys."

　　 "Let’s come together, play."