N-A-A Chapter 591 It’s okay…
Chapter 591 It’s okay…
Hide, hide...
He can’t cause more trouble, he has to, has to…hide the ghost!
Oh, right, the ghost is injured, we need to treat him and hide him...
Find the sun! The sun has a way to heal him!
We also need to notify Uncle Shitou and Cotton, and ask them to prepare...
Get the gentleman back!!!
Long agony-filled memories came to mind.
The person who was hit by the huge memory fragments containing tens of millions of years of history had a chaotic mind and his body subconsciously reacted in defense.
The brave man with bionic blood on his face had a fierce look in his eyes. He held 668 in his arms like a dragon guarding a treasure, staring at 09 who was so close.
No one can take him away!
This is his, his!
Sensing the hostility, 09 quickly raised his hands to cover his chest to show his harmlessness.
He stepped back and soothed:
"My Lord, I will not take him away."
Pretending to be weak, 668 nestled limply in Yun Xianhe's arms and blinked slightly.
[09Brother, I heard the growl in the adults’ throat. ——668]
[I know, I can hear it. —09]
That's why he didn't come forward.
Otherwise his head wouldn't be on his neck right now.
The two were in a stalemate for several seconds.
09 Still trying to explain:
"Sir, we are companions and will not harm you. 6. ...Pretty Stone, he needs treatment now."
[What kind of name did you choose...——09]
[Correction, the full name is "I want the beautiful stone in your hand." ——668]
09 who saw this message: “…” Six.
[I asked you to give yourself a name, so you chose your online name, right? ——552]
[Hey! At least I was the first to register this name! ——668]
668 is very proud of this.
Then he felt his master's hand tightening a little.
Thanks to this, the bionic blood flowing out of the holes in his back flowed faster.
[My bionic fluid is running out. If the ‘blood’ dries up soon, it will scare the adults, right? —668]
668 was a little worried and quietly slowed down the rate at which blood was flowing out.
Yun Xianhe, who was trying hard to digest the 10,000 mission worlds and memories of the original world that were crowded together in his mind, did not notice this.
Even the words 09 said just now were blurred by some messy sounds.
All that remained were a few vague syllables: 'companion', 'beautiful', and 'treatment'.
Companion, beautiful companion in need of treatment?
Yun Xianhe shook his head and looked down at the very weak 668.
……pretty?
Should boys be called beautiful?
Yun Xianhe, whose head was aching from logical thinking, gritted his teeth, frowned, and held 668 in his arms again.
[Warning, the body is under pressure.]
668 choked when he received the prompt and simply crossed it out.
Are you kidding! How can an adult's hug be considered oppression?
Stupid, this is a dangerous system. I have to go back and call 111 to have it repaired.
Click
The sound of branches breaking was particularly obvious in the woods.
Yun Xianhe turned his head instantly and saw several people approaching with guns pointed.
The other party seemed to be afraid of something and did not approach directly, but just pointed the gun at Yun Xianhe from a distance.
"Fire."
"grown ups!"
[The spy has been solved. ——552]
Three voices sounded almost simultaneously.
09 subconsciously wanted to block in front of Yun Xianhe, but the opponent's movements were faster than his and faster than the gun!
Yun Xianhe stuffed 668 into 09's arms, and the next second he rushed towards the person closest to him.
The brave man who dodged the bullet almost broke the opponent's arm with brute force, snatched the pistol, and then shot him dead with one shot.
boom!
The sharp sound of gunfire seemed particularly abrupt during the intervals when others were reloading.
The men in black looked up at Yun Xianhe in surprise, as if they didn't believe that the other party had fired a gun.
Didn’t that person say that the other party wouldn’t kill anyone?
The person who fell to the ground became a corpse before he could even twitch.
Yun Xianhe, with a splitting headache, stood up like a walking corpse and looked at the remaining enemies with empty eyes.
The inferior pistols were thrown away casually.
The reawakened genuine auxiliary system was loaded instantly, and the space backpack was successfully opened.
With a casual grab of the blood-stained fingertips, a silver-white sword more than half a person's height appeared out of thin air.
The men in black who saw this scene were filled with disbelief.
Where did you get it from?
There was no time for them to think about it.
The man with the long sword is coming!
It looks like an unsharpened sword, but in the opponent's hand, it can cut hair with a single blow.
Just a glance, a casual wave.
The sword, blessed with weight and power, can easily behead the enemy.
The blood gushed out and fell all over the grass. The rising smell of rust spread, staining the boy's white hair and clothes.
This blow made it impossible for people to resist.
The only way to survive is to escape.
However, Yun Xianhe would not give them a chance.
When rationality is abandoned, a brave warrior with full strength is no different from a walking disaster.
552, who had just eliminated the enemy on the other side, arrived nearby and saw this massive collapse.
He opened his mouth blankly, as if he was at a loss:
"History repeats itself? Mianmian and Wanwan are not here!"
What to do when neither hypnosis nor anesthesia is present? !
09 is contacting other robots, trying to find a way to stop Yun Xianhe.
668 on the side was picking out the bullets from his body.
He had to quickly return to his original uninjured state, so that the adults would calm down when they saw it.
552 scratched his hair in annoyance and pulled the wig off.
When he turned around, he saw Toru Amuro pretending to be dead, so he went over and shook him up:
"Hey, hey! Think of a solution! You are the adult's friend, right? Say something to calm him down!"
Toru Amuro, who was shaken dizzy, opened his eyes.
When he saw 552 with white hair and blue eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was attracted by the other party's words.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Yun Xianhe stabbing a man in black in the heart with a sword.
The opponent had an expressionless face, holding the sword in one hand and restraining the opponent's forehead with the other hand, as if trying to prevent the opponent from escaping.
"It happened."
"Xian, He?"
The sudden intrusion mixed with the thunder.
Under the sky that darkened at some point,
The brave man who barely woke up threw away the garbage in his hand and turned to look in the direction of the sound.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had hurried here, still had his chest heaving violently from the previous rush.
He looked at the person covered in blood in the distance, and for a moment he didn't even dare to recognize him.
The other person's empty heterochromatic eyes seemed to be filled with falling stars and an empty deep sea.
It seems to be able to swallow up everything in the world.
Ta, pat, pat...
The rain fell.
The water drops hitting his cheeks were slightly cool, causing Yun Xianhe to blink unconsciously.
The diluted smell of blood eased the severe headache a little.
Late rationality took over his vision. After seeing the incredulous expressions of the two people in the distance and the tragic situation nearby, Yun Xianhe suddenly laughed out loud.
"Haha...hahaha!"
He laughed intermittently, his voice was hoarse, like a distorted growl.
"It's so miserable..."
I don’t know if he was talking about this scene or about himself.
The bloodstained white hair hung down and tilted slightly to the side.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had come back to his senses, heard the other party's very soft voice, which sounded like a pleading tone:
"Dont look at me."
"Xianhe you,"
"it does not matter."
The young man suddenly interrupted Zhu Fu Jingguang's words.
He glanced at the last person in the distance, chased after him without any hesitation, and killed him with a sharp knife.
snap,
The sword made a dull sound as it fell to the grass.
The young man took out a handkerchief out of thin air as if he was sick and wiped his hands clean, then took out a clean dagger and put it against his heart.
He turned around and smiled at Zhu Fu Jingguang and the others, as gentle and sunny as ever:
"I'll forget it in no time."