Welcome to the Nightmare Games Book 2

A group of flame meteors descended from the sky, and the landing point was exactly between the two facing each other.

Chen Baiqi and the witch each took a few steps to avoid the falling sparks. The gravel and smoke bloomed between the two, and were scattered by the sea wind.

Chen Baiqi felt the chaos on the coast, and couldn't help glancing at it. The witch sprinted up and raised her hand to give her a knife. How fast did Chen Baiqi's response, but it was still faster than the witch's knife. New injuries were suddenly added to the arm, and blood flowed.

"Yes, just look at me like this, don't remove your eyes for a moment." The witch looked at a scar, but her eyes looked like a cheetah, and her long-lost thirst struck again.

She raised her left hand, and wiped lightly on the blood on the blade, her fingertips were stained with Chen Baiqi's blood. The witch put her finger on her lips, put out her tongue and licked it gently. The tip of the red tongue passed over the plump lips and swallowed that blood into her throat. She hummed in her nasal cavity like a lame cricket. -Yin, deep eyes staring at Chen Baiqi.

This erotic-emotional action instantly brought Chen Baiqi back to the memory filled with betrayal, shaking and redemption:

"I have nothing, family members, friends, no one will love me, I'm just a tool for their joy." The girl who nestled in her arms was crying, and the whipped wound kept bleeding. . She raised her head, staring at Chen Baiqi with teary eyes, and asked foolishly, "Will anyone still love me?"

"There will be, I will take you out, Ruth, you will have a new life, and you will meet your lover, and spend his life with him." Chen Baiqi held the helpless girl, comforted softly Road. The seemingly scent of the girl's body continued to pour into her nose, like a dream that was too weak but was reluctant to wake up.

The girl knelt down on the ground, raised her face and looked up at her. The amazing beauty and the graceful body wrapped in thin clothes made her misfortune ten times more cruel and ten times more touching.

The girl smiled, and that was a desperate smile: "Then he must only love the false me. No one will love the humblest prostitute-girl in Xiacheng District, no one!"

"If he loves you, he will accept everything from you." Chen Baiqi said.

"What about you?" The girl asked suddenly. "Sister Baiqi, will you accept me? Will you love me?"

Chen Baiqi stopped.

The girl stared into her eyes, waiting stubbornly for an answer. Her red lips opened slightly, and as her breathing trembled, she waited, but didn't wait for a response.

Tears flowed from her eyes, wet the girl's cheeks, and wet her lips. She was like a flower blooming in a storm, and was about to wither before it bloomed. She wept silently, kneeling in front of her, taking off her draped clothes, exposing her graceful body in the dark and cramped room, her thin shoulders like two white petals, trembling and shaking in the wind and rain.

She has desperately made no retreat, and this decisive flash of this tender girl transcends gender and carnal-beauty beauty, which is an unfortunate soul, begging for a proof of love in despair—that is Her only salvation.

The girl's trembling lips were covered with Chen Baiqi's lips, and she tried to seduce another woman with her warm carcass, and tried her best to please her, but she was clumsy with this obvious eagerness, as long as Chen Baiqi gently With a push, she would be pushed aside, like a flower that had fallen into the dust by the storm.

But it was too cruel, too cruel.

Pushing her away would push her into hell.

But if you do n’t push away, then you only sink.

The mercy and tenderness in that moment made Chen Baiqi close his eyes.

Chen Baiqi opened her eyes, separated by dozens of meters, and the witch who had disguised herself in the past was staring at her.

"One more thing, I have wanted to ask you for so many years," said the witch lightly, and said hoarsely.

Chen Baiqi was silent.

"At that time, why did you save that girl. Without her drag, you are likely to retreat, at least not to lose this leg." Witch asked.

why? Yeah, why?

Obviously just experienced a painful betrayal, just learned a life-long unforgettable lesson, why take the risk of being deceived again, betting on his life to save a stranger?

On the way to escape, the half-field was nearly collapsed, and the book of summons was unsustainable. Chen Baiqi fell from the unicorn, knelt down on the ground, and covered his abdominal wound. The unicorn lost her power and dissipated in the air.

She wanted to say to her, hold on, the rescue of the courthouse is coming, just escape from Xiacheng District ...

There was a gurgling sound in his ear, and exhausted Chen Baiqi pulled out his short knife and looked at the direction of the sound with a terrifying look.

There was only a skinny little girl, curled up in the straw, and stared at her blankly.

It might be an innocent and poor person, just like the witch once disguised, and maybe she was another "witch". In any case, she wouldn't be more nosy.

Chen Baiqi covered the wound, endured the severe pain, and stuffed the intestines that were about to slide out of the body. The inhuman pain almost made her breathless.

"Are you going to cloth?" The little girl asked in a weak voice, raising her clothes under her pillow with her stunted thin arms.

Chen Baiqi shook his head, and found the bandage from the equipment bar. Regardless of entanglement around the wound, at least not let it bleed.

The little girl looked at her silently, like a non-existent doll.

"You come from the outside world, don't you?" The little girl asked.

Chen Baiqi ignored her, but she said to herself: "Have you ever seen the sun?"

Chen Baiqi treated the wound and nodded casually.

"What about the sea?" The little girl asked again.

Chen Baiqi nodded again.

"I heard that there will be beautiful shells on the sandy beach by the sea, shining like stars," said the little girl.

"Shells don't glow." Chen Baiqi said coldly, **** in her mouth, and speaking to her at this moment was a torture.

Chen Baiqi's response revived the girl. She asked curiously, "Do they look like stars?"

Chen Baiqi glanced at her. The little girl curled up in a straw-covered corner was pale as a wandering soul. She was born in the underground Ant City, which had never seen the sun since she was born. I don't know what the stars are when I cross the sea.

But in her hopeful eyes, Chen Baiqi seemed to see the stars.

Shiny stars.

There was a shouting and screaming in the distance, and the chaser approached again. Chen Baiqi held up his exhausted body, forcibly squeezed his shaky half-field, and once again activated the book of summons.

The unicorn appeared in front of her, bowing her head gently, waiting for her to come up.

She should go, leave this nightmare, and return to the land of dusk. She was hurt, but all this will be fine, and she will always overcome the setbacks.

But maybe she can never win. The witch has planted the seeds of fear in her heart, and she will be grieved for this betrayal all her life. This is ridiculous. The girl she devoted herself to save is the witch who caused all these misfortunes.

The chaser was closer, and they quickly found the place along the bloodstain and found an unarmed witness.

How would they treat her?

Chen Baiqi turned his head and looked at the little girl who was curled up in the corner and showed fear. She seemed to finally understand that she was a fugitive. Her appearance would bring her disaster.

Can she really leave?

In this moment, Chen Baiqi suddenly had a ridiculous decision. She came to the girl and hugged her to the unicorn: "What's your name?"

"Sissy," the girl said dumbly.

"Xi Qian, you will see the sky, the sea, the sun, the beautiful shells, those beautiful things, and it is worth everyone to take a look." Chen Baiqi covered her wound and smiled at Si Qian.

The unicorn kicked the ground uneasily, and the chaser had seen them.

Chen Baiqi patted his head: "Don't delay, this is left to me, you go! The responding person is at the exit!"

Then, she pulled out the knives that she had carried with her, and rushed towards them without looking back.

She is not saving others, she is just redeeming herself.

The witch is still waiting for her answer, as persevering as the maiden in that dark room.

Chen Baiqi smiled and said, "I lost this leg, but I recovered my soul."

Those who have been bitten by poisonous snakes will always remember that fear, so never reach out to the unknown rope. How brave a person needs to be to forget the pain of betrayal and try again to save an innocent person.

Ignorant courage is not really courageous, and the defeated person has never been defeated.

"Now let's calculate this old account!"

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Qi Leren just parted ways with the illusionist and continued to the coast.

At this moment, the situation in the hometown of dusk is extremely critical. Just half a minute ago, the cloud above his head was torn by a huge eyeball. The horrible eyeball turned flexibly, as if watching the dusk in the fire. Town of. There are constant red rays accompanying the meteor fire and rain falling from the sky, the rainstorm is steamed dry, and the sky is filled with flames. The pure land on the east coast of the coast is burned by flames, as if sinking into the fire lake hell.

There was a huge explosion near the steel bridge. The shock wave turned the nearby air stream into a sharp blade, tearing the ground and flames. Qi Leren stopped and looked there. The sky became extremely bright, and the bright light even covered the burning of the flames, and some powerful power burst out there.

The roar of the hound, the roar of the tiger, the groaning of the griffin ... and the hoarse of horses and horses, the chaotic sound aggravated the uneasiness of the Qile people. He turned his head and ran towards the steel bridge.

But when he arrived at the scene, he was horrified by the scene in front of him-the street was shrouded in a gorgeous palace phantom, which was a projection of a certain area, and Chen Baiqi was looked like a nun The person pressed down to the ground, and the Warcraft in countless summons was dissipating, like a dream about to wake up.

In a hurry, Qi Leren shot the woman's chest in a single shot, the bullet passed through the chest, and flew forward without stagnation.

And that nun-like woman, in the air flow caused by this gun, and those summoned Warcraft turned into nothingness.

"I didn't expect ..." The Witch murmured incredibly in the air.

Chen Baiqi breathed blood, but still smiled: "Do you think I'm just waiting to die in these years? As for me, I must report it."

In the crisp and shattered sound, the phantom of the Seyu Palace turned into fragments and was completely disintegrated by the self-detonation of Chen Baiqi's jade.

The witch returned to nothingness, Qi Leren rushed forward, picked up Chen Baiqi who was lying in the pool of blood, and madly mobilized the original strength from the semi-realm, trying to heal her wounds, but no matter how hard he tried to regenerate No power can fill the life force that is constantly flowing.

"Don't waste any effort. I blasted the half-field that had been broken up for a long time, and my overdraft was exhausted, and I was sent to the Holy See without treatment." Chen Baiqi lay softly on the leg of her only student.

There was a buzzing sound in Qi Leren's head. He seemed to hear, but didn't seem to hear anything.

In fact, at this moment, he didn't realize what was happening.

"How could it be so bad, who is that person?" Qi Leren asked unwillingly.

"A witch, a little bit of grudges, it's all over, but she can't rest assured Qian Qian." Chen Baiqi smiled, seemingly satisfied with the ending, no regrets, but still thinking about the girl who has nothing to do with her.

"I will take care of her, I swear!" Qi Leren choked.

Chen Baiqi opened his eyes and looked at the sky overhead tiredly.

It was not the dusk she was familiar with. There was no bright sunset, only the smoke of war.

"Do you want to listen to last words?" Chen Baiqi asked.

Qi Leren clenched her hand tightly. The dry and rough hands that had been formed through years of fighting have become cold and sticky, and their hands were full of blood.

Finally came to this day. From the moment he was taught by Chen Baiqi, Qi Leren knew that there would be a day, but when this farewell really showed up in front of him, he realized that it was better than he thought. And cruel.

He thought about how she would leave. Mostly, she could not go back in a compulsory task. There was a quiet tombstone on her dead island. He thought he could accept such an ending and be his teacher. She just went afar and she will come back one day.

However, when she fell into his arms and her breathing gradually weakened, Qi Le talents found that this one had knocked him down to the ground again and again, and yelled at him to stand up again and again, driving him exhausted to get The woman who did not move the dagger turned out to be so pale and so thin.

Obviously, she was so ruthless and tough in her memory, so unfriendly, and even made him feel resentment, even if he knew he should be grateful.

"Even if you don't want to listen, I have to say it." Chen Baiqi's voice had faded, but every word seemed to knock on the heart of Qile people, breaking down the dam that blocked the tears, "Le Man, you are better than I thought, and I am proud of you. "

Qi Leren couldn't restrain his tears anymore, and said a sincere word for this woman who never praised her until she died.

At the end of her life, this tough woman finally showed her sensual tenderness in front of her only student. She said she was proud of him.

"I'm going home, Leren, goodbye." Chen Baiqi murmured, and those dazzling eyes gradually dimmed.

Qi Leren desperately restrained, so he didn't make himself cry too embarrassed, and his throat was so tight that he couldn't produce normal syllables. He clutched Chen Baiqi's hand, almost exhausted his whole body, and said the words calmly. Farewell:

"Goodbye, teacher."

Chen Baiqi seemed to smile, and in the smoke of the last days, she only smiled at last, and walked towards a return journey that no one saw.