Many years later, the people in the desolate horn still talked about him.

For those players who have changed from newcomers to old people, it is only when they talk about that legend that their numb souls glow with the splendor of life.

"I chased all his videos, and I watched him appear here and watched him spread his wings and fly. Although there is some hindsight at the moment, when I saw that video for the first time, I knew that the corner of desolation could not keep him. "

When the new man comes into the barren corner, the old man will also tell him the man's story: "do you know?" In the original corner of desolation, there was no tradition of turning a career into a charm at all. it was a hopeless world, like stagnant water, and living was just a struggle. "

The newcomer could not imagine what the more desperate horn of desolation was like, nor could he imagine the elegant demeanour of that man.

"you can go and see his video."

A pilgrimage.

And those who really see him, even those who have brief contact with him, will also talk about him when they enjoy the benefits of seduction with beer in their spare time at work.

Although he has grown up and has many new people in the past two years, he is accustomed to grouping himself and others into a group, and he does not have dinner with others.

"he said there would be a surprise for me, but I never thought it would be this." Wen Li pours soda and ice cubes into the lemon juice.

Watching the ice grunt in the drink, there were a lot of small bubbles in the juice, and her mood became as soft and happy as the bubbles.

He did not have such happiness in the desolate corner of Zengxiang. What about the scenery? it is also a small bug that can be crushed by the wheel of fate at any time.

Not only liberal arts and science, but no one else ever wanted to enjoy such a sweet afternoon tea in a busy street, like a free man, who was really illuminated by the real sun and enjoyed such a sweet afternoon tea in these poor people in the prison, not only in the liberal arts and science, but also in all the other people who wanted to enjoy such a sweet afternoon tea in a busy street.

Yes, this is not the corner of desolation, nor is it a copy of the hidden crisis, but an ordinary but precious source world.

This is not a particularly famous place, just an ordinary commercial street, an ordinary pub. But the sunshine outside the window is free, and the world outside the window is also free.

This is his off-duty time, arts, science and other people like to find a favorite source world to stay. Not just for rest, but for inspection. He decided to choose his favorite world as a place to retire in a few years' time.

"I don't know which world the little rabbit is in. If I find it, I want to live in his world." Wen is ideal for this matter, so she has been very interested in the entertainment industry in every world.

"is that so? If you find it, don't forget to let me know. " Chen Shen drank the excellent blend wine, and she liked the aroma of the coffee. "I'm going to buy a shooting gallery. I'm used to being in a barren corner. I feel uncomfortable without touching the gun."

"is that so? I'd like to visit the library or the florist. " The liberal arts and science laughed.

The Horn of Desolation promises that he can choose to take certain skills, props or money with him when he leaves. With his graceful personality and ability, even if he goes to the ordinary world, it is impossible to live in peace for the rest of his life.

"ahem." Ke Bei, who was sick in the corner, coughed lowly. His illness was cured, but he had a habitual cough. I don't know if the environment where Ren Yifei lives is good. He wants to go to a place with better air quality.

Yamagawa, who was drinking tea, glanced at him and suddenly said, "Ke Bei seems to know."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Ke Bei raised his eyelids and looked at the calm mountains and rivers. Yamagawa just nodded to him: "check the world coordinates of your recent walk."

The others rolled their eyes, but said nothing. They should drink.

Ke Bei pulled down the corner of his mouth: one by one, they are as good as ghosts.

He knew that the black rabbit was an evil god. At that time, people wondered why Desert Horn launched this class, so it showed him a video.

It is the video of the prototype of Ren Yifei, a copy of Deep Blue. Even across the screen, the ability of extraordinary life to attract emotions and desires still affected him and made him believe it or not.

"this is my agreement with him." The Horn of Desolation said, "Let you work for me, and finally let you leave me alone."

Then there was no more. He easily accepted this setting, and all applied to be seduced the name is so corny, how can the desolate corner insist and worry about its aesthetic appreciation of the world. "

In any case, he is now a regular employee in the Desert Corner, although there is no salary, there is only one promise that he can leave.

No player can resist the temptation to leave the corner of desolation, not even big.

After afternoon tea, it was time for work again, and everyone was assigned to be audited. Within two hours, he had to review all the selected objects, and there was more time to get off work.

He says that everyone works in a different way, but that they are all very efficient.

The liberal arts and science likes to work at night in the world of the subject under review. She has a dream skill and can find out the foundation of a person in a few minutes.

In the dream, the subject will repeat the process of his own killing.

Sometimes she can tell in less than a second. This was the case with the last subject to be audited. Wen Li saw her turn into a seven-or eight-year-old and pushed her sister into a dry well with a smile on her face.

"Tonghui." She stamped it directly, "next."

Not long after she left, the mountains and rivers appeared in a place where he looked down at the sleeping girl, who was seven or eight years old and stuck in the 'adult line' set by the corner of desolation.

He stretched out his fingers and turned his five fingers into a metal machine. The tips of his fingers were razor blades. He easily cut the skin and cut his heart out of his chest.

It was the heart of the soul, not the body, but the face of the girl on the bed turned gray in an instant.

He took out a prop, which was flat, with gold feathers on one side and empty on the other. This is what he got in a copy of a similar Egyptian civilization, which can weigh a person's good and evil.

He put the girl's heart on, 'knock', and the gold tray sank to the bottom with a crisp sound.

"Tonghui." The mountains and rivers are stamped and throw the heart back.

The two of them met each other, but they needed a third person, and the girl was directly chosen to take them away. She slept in bed, stopped breathing, and her ruddy face turned lifeless gray.

The mountains and rivers turn away from each other, and he wants to go to the next task.

"Ding Dong." Butterflies in another world have received a notice of 'audit object change', and it is not necessary to know that one audit object has been "two out".

"Hou." He curled his lips and left behind the examinee who played half to death in the game.

He is the slowest every time, which is really unpleasant.

He patted the man's face with the hot barrel of the gun. His face was expressionless and his eyes were cold. "Don't play if you don't know how to play with a gun, okay?"

At the center of the eyebrow, the auditor, who was connected to the bullet hole, trembled and peed his pants if it were not for the state of soul.

"Tonghui."

Before leaving the world, the butterfly found Ke Bei, who was covered with a layer of sad light. The examinee knelt in front of him and cried bitterly, and poured out the evil things he had done.

As small as peeking at the widow next door to taking a bath, to engaging in financial fraud that destroys people's families, he says everything he can remember.

This halo is only useful for people who have a view of good and evil. If a person is a sociopath and feels that it is a happy and right thing to do, the halo of the holy man will fail.

At that time, the morbid divine spokesman was about to physically surrender the demon.

"there is no more serious illness than that person (liberal arts, Chen Shen, mountains and rivers and butterflies)." Ke Bei, who is in the late stage of control, thinks so.

At this time, Ke Bei also saw the butterfly of Ludwig, and the two people who had been in the last one or two all the year round looked at each other.

"how many are you?" The butterfly asked, knowing that Ke Bei was also slow and might be the first task.

"two, how about you?"

". I'll see you later. " The butterfly turned and left without looking back.

Butterfly went to the world of the next task object, but he saw Chen Shen sitting on the roof of the barren corner of call.

"what are you doing?" Asked the butterfly, wondering why she had such a bitter and bitter expression.

Chen Shen looked up: "I just found out that the target of the mission was a corrupt official. Corruption and bribery led to the collapse of a building that had only been built for a few years, killing and seriously injuring more than 100 people."

"so?" The butterfly tilted its head and raised a question mark.

"well," Chen Shen snorted coldly, "I apply to examine and approve all these officials, and one of them will be killed to ensure that there will be no miscarriage of justice or miscarriage of justice. But the Horn of Desolation played dead for me! "

With that, there was another crazy communication, and he said that there was almost a phantom.

Butterfly: ". With all due respect, where did you work in your twilight years? "

"discipline / Inspection / Commission."

It has always been the butterfly that kills the mackerel: "disrespect, good-bye."

The butterfly worked hard all the time, and although it was extremely difficult to control itself from 'playing games' with the audited, it was too late to play games with the auditees.

"I think it's the last one." He hung his head impassively and depressed.

However, when went to the pub, there was no one.

"Hmm?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Hu?" The shop assistant came blushing. Although she saw this group of handsome men and women with their own characteristics for several times, she couldn't stand it. "your friend left you a note."

The butterfly picked it up and saw that it was a coordinate with a black rabbit painted next to it.

"Thank you." He grabbed the note and left the pub.

In the world of Ren Yifei, the sun sets at seven o'clock.

The huge platform on the second floor of his house heats up the frying pan and burns the charcoal.

In the morning, Ren Yifei suddenly said that he was going to have a barbecue today, and then he bought a lot of materials.

"I can't finish it when you buy so much." Sam was a little helpless, but he was the first to put on an apron and roll up his sleeves.

Ren Yifei shook his head and said, "A friend will come."

Sam thought it was the friends he knew in the circle: "I'll go buy some beer and keep it cold." The barbecue in summer goes best with cold beer. "

After the oil was brushed, the bunches of barbecue ingredients sprinkled with seasoning were all set, the ice bucket on the table was filled with five bottles of beer, and the air was hot with charcoal fire.

Sam Fang fried one of Ren Yifei's favorite luncheon meat on an iron plate. He blew hot air carefully and fed his boyfriend to his mouth: "have a taste?"

Both of them are wearing t-shirts of "color" style, and they look like ordinary little lovers.

Ren Yifei had just opened his mouth when suddenly there was a crack in the air, and several people in black uniforms slammed down.

With a black face, Ke Bei silently put a box of cakes that had been thrown into a mess and said, "long time no see."

"Hi." Wen Li got up and shook the wine she had brought. "it looks like you're just about to have dinner. Can I join you?"

The rest stood up, too, carrying things in their mouths. Chen Shen brought fruit, mountains and rivers brought tea, and butterflies even carried a giant bluefin tuna that shook its head and tail, which weighed more than 100 jin.

"well, time is tight, so let's make do." He said.

Smile from the corner of Ren Yifei's lips: "take whatever you want. I've been waiting for you for a long time."