Although not as obsessed as Zhu Hanyi, Wan Haihao has also been practicing the Seven-Rotation Sword Path recently.

After scanning it roughly, he found that the extra text in his diary was the follow-up content of the seven-rotation sword inheritance - [Skeleton] and [Tao]!

"Sword Head."

Wan Haihao asked carefully: "Are you?"

Lin Qiubai's voice rang in his mind: "Transfer the sword and make good connections."

“As an ally, the value of the earth is much higher than I expected.”

The two have known each other for a long time.

In front of Lin Qiubai, Wan Haihao had almost no secrets.

Including when writing a diary, I would occasionally communicate with this sword leader.

As he was ridiculed, Wan Haihao gradually got used to Lin Qiubai's personality, and the relationship between the two became better little by little.

Although Lin Qiubai's words are sharp and hurts his feet, Wan Haihao's face is red and he feels ashamed, but...

Wan Haihao knew that this was Lin Qiubai's way of caring for people.

This strange way of "concern" is not something that cats and dogs can enjoy with happiness.

Wan Haihao resisted this heavy concern.

It’s not because he has a good mentality and strong ability to withstand it.

But because...

The subtle connection between the two made Wan Haihao feel that he could vaguely sense Lin Qiubai's mood and state changes.

When Lin Qiubai scolded him, he was angry that he was not fighting.

When Lin Qiubai criticized him, there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

When Lin Qiubai hung him on the ceiling, he wanted him to understand the philosophy of life.

Anyway...

No mistakes can happen to your sixth sense!

Now, in Wan Haihao's eyes, Lin Qiubai is an extremely arrogant, awkward person, and a good person.

It’s obviously for my own good, but I don’t want to let myself bear the affection.

Shaking his head, Wan Haihao simply washed up and pushed open the door.

Standing at the door, he said in a deep voice: "Sword Head."

"If it's not necessary..."

"Try to take as little as possible."

When he was teaching swordsmanship at the Caolu Academy before, Lin Qiubai divided the sword light and instantly controlled all the students. At that time, Wan Haihao vaguely noticed his fatigue.

The subtle connection with Lin Qiubai made Wan Haihao sure that last night, after killing the eye-snatching monster with one sword, he became even weaker.

After all, Lin Qiubai lost his body and only had a residual soul.

He seems to be powerful, but in fact he is a castle in the sky, a rootless duckweed, and a water without a source.

Use less strength.

As before, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Lin Qiubai's voice sounded, as if he had a little smile: "Waste, are you caring about me?"

Wan Haihao originally wanted to nod and respond with the word "Yeah".

But after thinking for a long time, he decided to learn from the other party's style and use his own way to do it: "I'm just afraid that after you die, no one will clean the soul residue left behind, which will defile my memory."

The sword head laughed.

...

Morning time, 7:45.

As usual, Zhou An’s breakfast is a fried dough stick and a bowl of flour.

Chill...

Zhou An sipped the powder expressionlessly.

Taste is good.

But no matter how delicious it is, eating it repeatedly 365 days a year will make people feel as if it is chewed with wax.

Zhou An is an ordinary white-collar worker. He checks in at work regularly every day. In addition to working overtime occasionally at the end of the project, he usually goes home on time to play games and read novel updates when it comes to the time, and never delays.

Day after day, Zhou An felt that he had been smoothed out by life, living like a walking zombie, without any passion and lacking the motivation to struggle.

When he is extremely bored, he will fantasize about traveling to another world, or the end of the world will suddenly come.

For example now.

Zhou An's team has already completed all this project, but he still has to go to the company to check in and stay in the junk computer that can't play games for a whole day.

"Oh...No, I have to cooperate with the big guys above to do something about 'evacuation exercise'."

Thinking of this, Zhou An whispered: "I did it six or seven times in less than half a month."

"I don't know what it's useful to make these fancy things."

"If the doomsday really comes, the social order will be in chaos in an instant, and no one will organize it..."

"Hold the grass!"

Zhou An subconsciously pinched the chopsticks and accidentally pressed the bowl containing the powder.

Red spicy oil and noodle soup sprinkled all over the table and dripped onto his trouser legs.

But Zhou An did not react at all, but just stared at the front, and was stunned.

He couldn't believe everything he saw!

The thorns with metallic luster rushed across the ground, piercing the skin of several unlucky pedestrians.

The blood-stained spikes flashed with a cruel glimmer in the sun.

More and more thorns appear out of thin air.

They extend from the reinforced concrete building to the outside, growing freely from the octagonal tiles on cement pavements and sidewalks.

Looking around, the entire city seemed to be surrounded by these steel thorns.

Screams and wails came one after another, endlessly.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The buzzing sound of the air defense alarm resounded throughout the city.

"Citizens are kindly careful and evacuate the city in an orderly manner according to the route during evacuation training!"

"This is not an exercise!"

"Beware! This is not an exercise!"

Zhou An sat on the chair and stared at two strong young men in casual clothes carrying the wounded and running southeast.

The thick gray fog gradually spread out in the city.

In the mist, there was a strange white light, which made people's eyes hurt.

The visibility is very low, and nothing can be seen from fifty meters away.

Zhou An was about to take out his cell phone and ask about his colleagues' situation, but suddenly he found that his cell phone had entered a black screen.

"Damn it? Impossible! I go out at full capacity every time!"

"Is this broken?"

"I will never use this brand again! I will lose the chain at critical moments!"

After complaining for a few words, Zhou An finally came to his senses and ran staggeringly towards the outside of the city.

Although I don't know what happened, the situation should be quite dangerous now.

It is better to follow the instructions at critical moments than to run around without any clues, right?

drive?

This thought came to mind and was completely killed by Zhou An.

Now the road surface is in a state of the road, and even the shared motorcycle cannot be driven!

Drive a ghost car!

It's better to walk faster!
To be continued...