Mo Yannan felt that he didn't understand anything. He was suddenly pressed down by Anjie. I really don't know how he ignored the bleeding wound, and then there was a sweeping shot. There was something bloodthirsty and crazy in this gentle looking man's bones. When he picked up the gun, it would be conveyed to his eyes and look.

On the contrary, Mo Yannan was calm. He was frightened several times along the way and prepared to die several times. He thought that he had come to an end again and again... So he became more and more calm.

The machine gun roared and screamed again. Mo Yannan's head was pressed by Anjie. He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for these things to pass, waiting for the killing and fighting to subside.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright. Anjie gently released him, and the cage above their heads finally collapsed after bearing the weight of a huge monster and the sweeping fire of a machine gun. Anjie gently whistled, carried the gun on his shoulder, and the injured arm numbly climbed up to the place where the purple blood donation came down and jumped onto the ground, He turned back and gave him a hand: "come on, come on up."

Mo Yannan suddenly had an indescribable feeling. He suddenly felt that along the way, there was such a beautiful man without a couple. With a deep, shallow and unexplained smile, he casually extended a hand to him - to come up.

Who says people just meet by chance?

Seeing that he was stunned, Anjie thought that he was afraid and added with a smile: "it's OK, your beads seem to ward off evil spirits. I just noticed that the pile of Sequin insects that don't know what they are are are hiding from me. Lao Mo, you have such a good eye. Why don't you go back to the town and choose some mascots for me? "

Mo Yannan felt as if he was twenty years younger at once. After such a life and death contest, he suddenly shrunk, raised a trace of youth's pride, and seized the hand handed by Anjie: "OK, as long as you have enough money, how much you want..."

Even the scorching sun in the desert seems to be lovely. For the rest of his life, many things that he didn't understand suddenly came to pass. Mo Yannan thought of Li saner and Lao Ma, who were sleeping in the ancient city underground. He was very sad and happy. After that, he was deeply enlightened.

If you walk in front of the gate of life and death, you can discard the poems and books in the world.

Suddenly, Mo Yannan's smile suddenly - behind Anjie!

He didn't even think about it. Subconsciously, he pushed away the man with a relaxed and unknowable face. Then it seemed that something cold penetrated his chest and abdomen, and the hot liquid came out with the heat of burning skin. When he saw Anjie's stunned face, he thought out of time that this man had never been so panicked.

Anjie watched helplessly as the old nerd, who didn't know where his strength came from, suddenly pushed him to stagger. The sickle leg of the mortal face monster behind him sank into his chest and abdomen, and the blood flowed like a flood in an instant.

He almost subconsciously pulled the trigger and shot wildly. Before the monster even screamed, the bloody meat faintly fell to the ground... Together with Mo Yannan.

Only teach people, come when many, go when alone——

It turns out that the curse of the city of green beads is true.

The old professor's glasses fell off when he was underground. His gray hair covered his forehead in a mess. His skin was sallow because of the malnutrition of long-time travel. In some places, there were not obvious senile spots. His turbid brown eyes opened desperately, but the focus of the pupils became less and less obvious.

"Professor, Mo!" Anjie shot down the monster's leg, kicking its huge body to one side with difficulty. After looking at the old professor's wound, he didn't open his eyes. He had seen too many wounds in his life, and knew whether there was any way to save them.

Mo Yannan's lips were trembling. Anjie had to put his ear to his mouth to hear what he said.

He said: "hurry... Xiaojin, Xiaoyu... I'm not a good father..."

The old professor raised his hand, inch by inch. When he touched his chest, he suddenly lost his strength. He read all the time, but he didn't know the world. His head and his hand, which had been holding a pen all his life, were forced to take up the gun and hang down together.

Anjie pursed his lips, touched his chest pocket, and took out the wallet he was holding close to his heart - a picture of the whole family of five people on it. The children and their parents hugged each other happily.

He looked at the fixed smile in a moment, the vast desert, the wind and sand.

A very small sound of something breaking called his attention. He bowed his head calmly, and the green bead chain wrapped tightly on his wrist suddenly broke. Probably just when he shot, the action was too big. The beads split from the middle one by one, and the green liquid gushed out and stuck on his wrist.

The green seems to have life, climbing up his body bit by bit. The strange heat rises from the surface of his skin, but the inside of his body cools down bit by bit. It's hard to describe the coolness - it's as if the internal organs are frozen, and the sense of ease is gradually blurred.

He thought with some self mockery that he was waiting for himself here.

Gradually dark vision is the most desolate desert, the sun, yellow sand... One after another of the sand dunes, dry to the human skin like a layer of wind.

After so many years of adventure, I finally put my life in such a place where nobody can go.

There was a strange sense of relief in him.

Mulian... Mulian... Are you waiting for me?

Who is thinking about you, and who are you thinking about in the end?

Qinhuai moon, baling snow, forever a pair

The face of a generation, dream of a tall building for a time

A hundred years away from hate, the stars have changed without trace

Only teach you, come when many, go when alone.

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Hoo, it's all dead at last. Let's go to the main plot~