In the living room, the little witch only wore a cold t-shirt and a pair of short shorts. The long black blue silk was tied with a colorful cloth head, shrugged behind her head, and a few strands of the blue silk hung down from her ears. Her long, white legs and beautiful face are very charming.

This kind of makeup often appears in various movies and TV series. Women only wear men's clothes and a pair of underpants. They are always charming and sexy, not to mention the figure and skin of the little witch.

But on closer inspection, the painting style seems to be a bit wrong.

The strip of cloth that the little witch tied her hair was actually her panties. She thought she hadn't used a rubber band before, and didn't know there was a rubber band, so she replaced it with panties.

The room was clean and spotless, and placed in the trash can on the side, the remains of various fruits explained the fact that the little witch did not know how many fruits of various colors had been eaten, and her belly was a little bulging, sitting quietly on the sofa doing her work. Healing her wounds, the black mist envelops her body, and the fan light and black mist emanating from her body seem to be contending with each other.

The surrounding wind and clouds were surging, revealing a weird and sacred aura. The little witch descended like a fairy and possessed like a demon, making people afraid to approach.

Suddenly, she hiccuped, completely destroying this sacred atmosphere.

It seems that she did eat too much.

The little witch throbbed her eyebrows slightly, as if she was suffering from great pain. After a long time, the black mist dissipated and the pink light took over. The little witch stretched her brows and took a deep breath.

Since the last time she took the initiative to attack other human beings, the little witch's vitality has been severely injured. After so many geniuses, she has recovered and her complexion has improved.

Suddenly, her face changed.

"This person is not right. He looks like he is in his early thirties and is still wearing a school uniform." Gao Leng's consciousness passed into her mind, full of vigilance. Before the little witch could react, suddenly Gao Leng's consciousness ceased.

The little witch keenly smelled a dangerous breath.

"He fainted." The little witch made a judgment right away, so she hurriedly sat down again, using her spells to find out where Gao Leng was.

Before long, Gao Leng's consciousness came again. Only this time, his consciousness was chaotic. This is an illusion after the onset of Gao Leng's drug addiction. Naturally, there are no rules to follow. The little witch does not understand drugs in the world. He opened his eyes suspiciously.

In the high cold consciousness, many beautiful women appeared one after another, revealing a strong desire.

It’s very common for him to have sexual interest in women. Little witches often feel it, and often don’t care. For men, it’s normal to see beautiful women with thoughts, but this time is different. This desire is fatal and revealing. A breath of death.

He is in danger!

The little witch stood up abruptly, used a spell, and the pink light flashed and disappeared.

...

In the distance, the sound of the train rang, the lights illuminate the surroundings, and the long railroad tracks were filled with a yellow light.

Gao Leng's head moved slightly. He raised his head with difficulty, and glanced at it. The yellow light illuminates him more and more.

"Where is this?" Gao Leng thought, instinctively propped up a little more and fixed his eyes, "It turned out to be a train." After he muttered a word, he lowered his head and continued to lie on the ground.

The medicinal properties are too strong, and the hallucinations can't be blocked. Not to mention that a train is coming, even if a tank is coming, the cold head at this time is probably not able to react.

"Woo..." The train whistle again, the long whistle sound close to the ear, the sound is long and loud.

The long flute sound once again aroused high cold consciousness.

"No, that person just gave me an injection. What is it? Where am I?" Gao Leng's consciousness became clearer, and he only felt a headache.

"Why, why is my body out of control? Why am I so excited?" A wave of heat and unspeakable excitement surged over his body, and his body shook uncontrollably, like a sieve. , The saliva can't stop flowing down.

The whole is the heinous appearance of a drug addict after an attack.

Gao Leng raised his head again and followed the light to look into the distance.

The train in the distance was gradually approaching, and it was no more than a kilometer away from him. Kilometres, for a train, is a blink of an eye.

"Train." Gao Leng finally saw the danger in front of him. He was shocked. He touched the railroad track. It was cold, and finally realized that he was lying on the railroad track. His survival instinct made him want to leave the railroad track harder.

He let out a low growl, his whole body trembling moving, helplessly, his whole body weak.

Don't say he was going to climb out of that railroad track. He exhausted all his energy and wanted to move his leg, but he couldn't do it.

Dou Da's cold sweat slipped from his face, it was the weakness of all his strength, and it was the suppression of the skyrocketing desire in the body.

"Are you going to die here?" Gao Leng murmured, with a hint of vibrato and chill in his voice.

"Uuuuu..." The train has rushed to the front, a few meters away.

Well, if it weren't for the little witch, she would have died long ago, and it would be worth it to live two more months. Gao Leng looked at the coming train and closed her eyes in despair.

"How could I let my big Dingding die?" Suddenly, the little witch's voice appeared in her ears. Then, the little witch's hand reached under his body, and the cold body instantly vacated and flew to the side.

At the moment of flight, Gao Leng saw the little witch, wearing his T-shirt, with big beautiful legs and dangling white and slender legs, so beautiful under the reflection of moonlight and train lights.

In fact, you don't need to look at him to know that it is the little witch, "Big Ding Ding," and only she can say this title.

boom! Gao Leng fell heavily to the ground.

At the moment of the fall, he clearly saw that the train directly knocked down the little witch and pressed directly over her.

puff……

A warm liquid flew to the cold face, neck, and body. The moment the liquid just poured onto his body, his consciousness suddenly became sober.

Boom boom boom...

The train drove quickly, with a **** breath, a thick black mist surged around, and a dazzling white light suddenly broke out and disappeared without a trace.

Except for black and blood, nothing else.

The black mist enveloped the surroundings, and he couldn't see his fingers. He couldn't see the rails, the departing train, or the little witch. He could only see it at a distance of less than half a meter.

咚咚咚... Gao Leng heard the sound of his heartbeat, frantic, panic, and intense colic in his heart.

He reached out his hand and touched his face, and when he saw his hand, it was full of blood.

It's the blood of the little witch.

"Little...little witch." Gao Leng's voice trembled and yelled slightly.

There is no response.

Little witch, what should you do if you die. Gao Leng only felt that fear and heartache, from the beginning to the end.