The horror of the Six-Clawed Yaksha is unimaginable. Even if there is an extra Lion King, it is not enough to see. It is obvious that the Lion King's full blow has no effect, and he is immediately suppressed by the Six-Clawed Yaksha.
"Chop off this arm!" Taoist Magpie shouted at Liu Wei'an: "Chop off the arm and destroy the space crack. This is our only chance!"
The next step is to continue reading Dusi Zhang from Muhuang Xiaoyan. Zong Heng'er said that he would be replenished on the 24th!
Liu Wei'an touched Huang Yueyue's head and said, "Follow Sister Bai and go first."
"Yeah!" Although Huang Yueyue was reluctant to give up, she also knew that staying here was just a burden.
"Everyone must come back safely." Bai Ling looked at Liu Wei'an, his tone was very soft and serious, a thousand soldiers are already the most elite members of the Ping An Army...
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Starting from the red moon
Author: Black Mountain Old Ghost
Chapter 1 Home
The dark red moon hangs low above the rows of tall buildings in the city, almost filling half of the sky.
A dark black city-circuit train with many rusty parts on its body quickly passed through the entire city under the gaze of the red moon. Inside the train, some passengers wearing various colors were reading newspapers. , some dozing under the dim light.
"Ding, the moon platform is here!"
Lu Xin woke up from his nap, picked up the bag, and followed the surging crowd out of the carriage.
Carrying the bag, he walked through the dirty and dilapidated steps and the newspaper-filled platform to the ground of the city. He looked up and saw that the glow of the surrounding neon lights made the streets of the city and the crowds on the streets so bright that , all have a weird feeling of being colorful, but no matter how rich the colors are on the streets, the red moon over the city still represents the background color of the world.
Ever since the red moon incident occurred thirty years ago, the whole world has been like this.
Of course, Lu Xin didn't know the difference. He was born after the Red Moon incident, and the world has always been like this.
Carrying his bag, he walked through a small alley that had just rained and climbed into a dilapidated old building. The elevator was broken again, so he could only take the stairs and slowly arrived at Room 401 on the fourth floor. He took out the key and opened the thick and heavy door.
The corridor was quiet and cold, but the room was warm and soft.
In the kitchen, my father was stewing meat. The pressure cooker was steaming, exuding an alluring aroma of meat.
My sister is lying on the sofa, holding snacks, watching an old cartoon, SpongeBob SquarePants.
My mother was elegant and decent, wearing a white wool cardigan, and was standing by the window talking on the phone.
"Brother Ninth, you are back!"
Seeing Lu Xin come in and put down the quilt, her sister raised her head and said hello with a sweet smile.
"Xiao Qi, are you good at home today? I bought you the little bear you wanted!"
Lu Xin touched her head and handed her a small brown bear.
"Ah, thank you brother, I like it so much!"
The younger sister jumped up happily and hugged the little bear in her arms.
"I'm home?"
Mom raised her head and glanced at Lu Xin, smiled and nodded: "Sit down and rest for a while, dinner will be served soon!" ib.
Lu Xin nodded and sat at the dining table.
It's already on the table ()
There were four pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and several plates of green side dishes. The rice was in the bowl, which was already a little cold.
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However, the family had no intention of sitting down to eat.
Mom was continuing to speak softly on the phone: "Sister Zhang, in fact, what happened today is really my fault. Don't be angry. Of course, the style of my gray woolen sweater is indeed a bit old, but how can I say it?" Doesn't it look good?… Yes, I called you because of this matter… Of course you didn't say it, but I know you thought so…”
"No, no, don't misunderstand... I just want to ask you to apologize... You are not good at swearing, it is too uncivilized..."
The sound of Dad chopping bones became louder and louder, and his cursing voice could be faintly heard: "Scum, trash, you just break into other people's houses, you deserve to die, you all deserve to die... Damn, you eat so much, you can't chop it all, why?" It can't even be cooked!”
At this time, my sister was happily sitting cross-legged on the sofa, tearing the brown bear apart bit by bit, pulling it with two hands, biting it with her fine white teeth, and bit off the brown bear's ears. , the eyes were bitten off, and the two arms were pulled off bit by bit. He carefully watched the process of separating the arms from the bear's body, showing an expression of excitement and satisfaction.
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