Seven Evil Slips Chapter 8:

Kiyoki rushed over and threw himself into Luo Ren's arms.

Luo Ren hesitated for a moment, then looked down at her.

Kido also looked at him, and had a lot to say, compared to when he was in China, Luo Ren at this time was a little different, darker, thinner, with an aggressive aura, his whole body was hard and not gentle.

But no matter what, she was very happy, with her head resting on his chest and her hands encircling him.

I heard Luo Ren say: "I'm dreaming."

Dreams are not a mass of absurdity. Some people solve problems in dreams, some compose poems in dreams, and some deduce that they are dreaming in dreams.

He smiled, seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, pressed her body to himself, slipped his hands from the hem of her clothes, and grabbed the hem of the clothes, Kiyo still Before she could react, he seemed to be helping her take off her clothes. He swiped up and up, but didn't really take it off--halfway through the lift, he suddenly made a circular motion, only showing his mouth and nose, covering her eyes and covering her arms. wrapped around it.

Kiyo's eyes darkened, her body fell down in an instant, her back touched the cold ground, and she straightened up slightly, her waist suddenly loosened, Luo Ren unbuttoned her trousers and pulled them down, casually again Twist, Kiyo struggled in a panic, the busier and more chaotic, his arms couldn't be freed, and his legs seemed to be tied, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

Bearing Luo Ren's weight on his body, he kissed her ears and neck, pushed her corset away with one hand, and walked unscrupulously on her chest.

Why does Luo Ren treat her like a dream? Sweat dripped from Kiyo's anxious forehead, his body reacted, and his body trembled for a while, his lips became dry, but fortunately he was still conscious, when Luo Ren kissed her lips, she became ruthless and bit down hard.

While he backed away and hissed painfully, Kiyo turned over and sat up, through his clothes, he could vaguely see his position, bent his arms and elbowed him hard, then rolled over on the spot and stood up.

As soon as she stood up, she stumbled over the trousers that had faded to her ankles. Ren: "Who told you to do this!"

She doesn't dislike being intimate with him, but like this time, it's like being forced, blindfolded, and she won't even be able to see it, which makes her feel a lot of anger in her chest.

Luo Ren couldn't hear it, but from his body movements, he knew that she was angry. He looked down and saw her pants crumpled up and smashed under his feet, so he bent down to help her pick them up.

The damp wind from the jungle blew over, she was barefooted and bare-legged, standing a little chilly, Luo Ren came over, handed her the trousers, smiled, turned back, and sat down on the tree stump again, He leaned on the gun, blew on the muzzle nonchalantly, and took a chamois cloth to wipe it.

Kiyo straightened his clothes in twos and twos, walked over and knelt in front of Luo Ren, Luo Ren glanced at her, remained calm, but leaned back unceremoniously when Muyo tried to get close to him , with his head turned slightly, the gun turned sideways, blocking between the two of them.

He has a bit of a temper, if you don't let me touch him, I won't touch him, but don't provoke me, don't serve me.

Kiyo wanted to laugh, as if he had discovered another side of him that no one knew, he stretched out his hand regardless, and forced Luo Ren's head to face him.

Say: "There are some things I can do that you can't do."

Of course you can't depend on him. If you depend on him, it's just a **** dream. He will treat her as any woman in the dream, solve her physical needs, and forget about it when she wakes up.

That won't work, she is Kiyo.

Kiyo took Luo Ren's hand.

Luo Ren seemed to find it funny, so he followed her.

Kiyo pulled out the necklace from his clothes, and held the whistle with pearls in his Luo Ren hand.

Knowing that he couldn't hear you, you still said every word solemnly.

"Luo Xiaodao, I am your girlfriend."

"Even if there are ten thousand possibilities, don't fall in love with others."

"No, it's impossible. I'm not begging you, it's an order."

She was ruthless: "If you don't find me, I'm not polite to you. There's no such thing. I teased someone, and I went to find a new lover out of ten thousand possibilities—no way."

Luo Ren couldn't hear it, and frowned slightly, rubbing the whistle between his fingers. It was a sailor's whistle, and the sound was clear enough to pierce the strong winds and waves at sea. Pearls hung on it.

In the dark night, the lustrous beads are bright with golden threads, like a woman's femininity, and have some familiar flavors, which should never appear in the jungle, but they seem to have known each other.

Kiyo put his arms around his neck and slowly fell into his arms, he couldn't help but hug him.

Her body is thin, but soft and tight, and she leans over quietly. This embrace seems to be specially waiting for her, and it fits just right.

Muyo murmured: "Luo Xiaodao, you said before that you don't like to hug others, because the chest and abdomen are deadly organs. If the person in your arms stabs you with ulterior motives, it will be terrible."

"Do you remember what I said then?"

She sighed softly and buried her head in Luo Ren's neck.

The smell on his body, as well as his embrace, are different from anyone else in this world. If you change yourself, even if you are blindfolded, you can still recognize him without any light.

The person you like, you are used to hugging her, your body, sense of touch, sense of smell should all have memories, reminding you that this one is different from countless others.

She led Luo Ren's hand and stroked her collarbone on one side, where there were scars, tattoos, and her tattoos, Luo Ren's initials.

Luo Ren's hand froze for a moment, his fingertips walked slowly along the scar, and then stopped, his hot palm slowly covered the scar.

Kiyo looked gently into his eyes.

I can't let you see my face, and I can't let you hear my voice, but, between lovers, there are countless throbs and feelings, which can't be summed up by sight and hearing, can they? ?

Luo Ren lowered his head and kissed her lips slowly.

Kiyo closed his eyes.

His movements are very light, soft and slow, gradually deepening, with unavoidable strength, the breath of the jungle tide lingers around his body, the wind blows, and countless leaves move in invisible places, like the ups and downs of the sea tide , a gentle sigh.

In a trance, I seem to hear Luo Ren say: "My girl."

She was overjoyed, and when she hurriedly opened her eyes, suddenly there was a strong wind, Luo Ren, the jungle, and this boundless night were instantly deformed by the blowing, and fell apart in the next instant.

Kiyo wanted to yell, but felt that the strong wind pushed his throat as soon as the yell came out. Suction suction, and quickly plunged in one direction.

In an ancient poem, "Luntai roars at night in September, and a river of broken stones is as big as a bucket, and the stones are scattered all over the ground with the wind".

Gritting his teeth, Kiyo curled up into a ball as much as possible, his back was bent, his head was buried under his knees, and he was bumping in the air for an unknown amount of time, when the surroundings suddenly lit up, and the cool air soaked his body, Cao Yanhua yelled: "Little Master , grab it! Don't fall!"

Out of the corridor? If I remember correctly, there is a cliff between the entrance of the corridor and the high platform, and above the cliff, there are only trembling pontoon suspension cables.

Kiyo opened his eyes suddenly, saw the rope in a blur, and hurriedly grabbed it with his hands, just missed it, and quickly wiped it off. Cao Yanhua's voice broke when he screamed in horror. , straightened up in mid-air, and twisted the rope surface with one foot.

The downward trend finally stopped.

Kiyo was stunned for a second or two, and for a second or two, he seemed to be thrown out and pulled back, his arms and legs were shaking, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

The whole person is suspended in the air with only the support of one foot, like a bat hanging upside down with a broken leg.

Kiyo reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

What happened? That was Luo Ren's dream. The previous dreams all floated up into the air like bubbles, walking silently. Why is there a sudden gust of wind?

Is it because Luo Ren suddenly woke up?

If that's the case, it's good. For some reason, Kiyo breathed a sigh of relief.

Cao Yanhua half leaned out from the edge of the cliff: "Little Master, how are you?"

Kiyo made a good gesture to him, but he couldn't raise his energy for a while, so he couldn't turn over immediately and asked him, "Where is the red sand?"

"It's not out yet."

Maybe it was the same situation as her, Kiyo's heart tightened: "Cao Fatty, hurry up and block the entrance of the corridor!"

If the red sand is blown out by the wind like her, it may not have the same good luck to hang the rope.

Cao Yanhua came to his senses and rushed up another pontoon bridge. Suddenly, Kiyo thought of something: "Where's Xiao Qi?"

"I don't know, it suddenly disappeared, and it seems to be everywhere."

What is this saying?

Kiyo's heart shuddered, and the other foot hooked the rope, almost lying on his back upside down, with his upper body leaning to his feet, holding the rope surface with both hands, and flipping upside down onto the pontoon bridge.

She remembered that when she first stepped into the tunnel, Xiao Qi's voice seemed to be heard from all over the mountains and plains, in all directions.

Suddenly it disappeared, and it seemed to be everywhere—Jian, she doesn't have any form, doesn't she?

Kiyo returned to the high platform in a hurry, the wind picked up and dispersed the dense fog, but the sky began to darken, only the standing door, the scenery on the other side was still bright, fresh, and the sun was shining, like a dark place The eye-catching screen in the movie theater.

There is a strange sound.

An ominous premonition rose in Kiyo's heart, she opened her eyes wide and looked up.

The stone surface where the corridor is located is peeling off the stones rustlingly, as if chapped due to drying up, Cao Yanhua also noticed it, because there are rustling stone powder particles falling on his head.

He brushed his hair with his hand, looked up and complained, "What is it about to landslide?"

Kiyo let out a "hush" and slowly approached the cliff.

That's right, the edge of the cliff is also being eroded layer by layer, and the stone surface is cracked, beeping, and suddenly, there will be a piece, falling into the endless abyss, like being caught by an invisible mouth. devour.

A nearby pontoon bridge suddenly trembled sharply.

This is...

Kiyo only felt a buzzing in his head, and his voice changed: "Fatty Cao, the stone surfaces on both sides are eroding, and the places erected on both sides of the pontoon bridge are likely to be peeled off!"

Cao Yanhua was dumbfounded, paused, and looked at his feet in horror.

The speed of the erosion can be seen with the naked eye, and it was not menacing at first—it wasn't the kind of big pieces that fell off, and each piece of erosion was as thin as a sesame cake.

But it is even more terrifying. This is the visible drop of water piercing the stone, and the rope sawing the wood.

Cao Yanhua's forehead was covered with sweat: "Little master, what should I do?"

"Come back! Be right back!"

"What about sister Hongsha?"

Who knows, who knows when the red sand will come out? Kishiro's lips moved, his face pale and terrifying, his fingers clenched and then quickly released, with countless thoughts in his mind, at this moment, Cao Yanhua's feet suddenly slammed down.

Kiyo screamed: "Hurry back!"

Cao Yanhua also knew that something was wrong, so he breathed a sigh of relief and rushed towards the pontoon bridge sullenly. He had just run two steps when someone hit his back hard. turn.

It is the Yanhongsha that was suddenly overturned from the entrance of the corridor!

Kiyo yelled: "It's Hongsa, grab her!"

Cao Yanhua rolled around on the spot, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure throwing off the pontoon bridge. He ignored her, grabbed her leg, and dragged her back abruptly.

Yan Hongsha's lips turned pale from fright, and Cao Yanhua and he stumbled onto the high platform as you pushed and shoved, the footsteps shattered at the sound, and the two raised their breath almost at the same time, and fell forward and rolled to safety zone.

With a bang, the pontoon bridge collapsed from it.

Almost at the same time as it collapsed, Cao Yanhua suddenly pointed to another one and shouted: "My brother Luo!"

Really? Kiyo couldn't believe his ears, turned his head to look, and saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the corridor.

The speed of rock erosion is getting faster and faster. Before Kiyo could speak, Cao Yanhua had already jumped to warn: "Brother Luo! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was another bang, and a piece of the entrance of the corridor suddenly collapsed, and a large rock was carried to the end of the pontoon bridge, and at the same time as smoke and dust rose, it disappeared instantly.

Also missing, there is Luo Ren who didn't even have time to see his face clearly.

Kiyo's mind went blank for a moment, and the next second, she staggered towards the edge of the cliff, shouting: "Luo Xiaodao!"

Tears came out unknowingly, her legs went limp when she approached, and she almost rolled and crawled over.

Vaguely, she felt that there seemed to be someone at the end of the rope.

That's right, this pontoon bridge didn't break from it, but from one end. Luo Ren was on the bridge at the time, and with his vigilance and self-rescue, he would definitely hold on to something.

Kiyo grabbed the rope tightly and shouted: "Come and help me!"

Before I finished talking, the fixed part of the pontoon bridge at this end was also peeled off. Without natural support, the weight of the lower head suddenly increased. Cao Yanhua and Yan Hongsha reacted very quickly, one jumped on her and pressed her down, and the other hugged her leg desperately.

Kiyo shouted hoarsely: "Don't let go, don't let go!"

Gritting her teeth, she stirred her arms into the rope, lowered her head, circled around to the end of the rope, and raised it up again desperately, using the strength of the back of her neck to share the weight of her lower head.

The eyes are a little blurred, or to be more precise, the consciousness is a little blurred.

Looking at the familiar figure climbing up quickly, she said to herself: hold on, don't let go, don't let go.