After walking for two steps, I suddenly couldn't walk, and my clothes were caught by someone.

Qianmiao walked up to him and gestured: Here it is.

The black chicken put the pass in the pocket of the pants: "No."

Qianfeng: I just don't want to go to class.

The black chicken is impatient: "What are you arguing with me as an adult? If you don't get in for a day, you don't want it? Does your parents know that you suffer here? You treat the body your parents gave you like this of?"

Qianmiao: I am your boss.

The black chicken was startled.

Qianfeng: I heard it that day.

On that day, when I passed out, I felt half-dreaming and half-awake.

Vaguely, she heard the black chicken calling her, but she couldn't answer.

The black chicken's lips moved, suddenly speechless.

He said it himself, and refuting Qian Mian was refuting himself.

Qian Miao took the pass from his pocket and waved him to go.

"Wait a minute!" Heiji was unwilling.

He said: "Wait here, I will buy you something."

With that, he turned his head and ran away.

I ran all the way to the supermarket, bought a bunch of food, and bought band-aids and other things.

When he ran back, his heart was empty.

Only; Lao Dong alone.

"Where is Fu Shen?"

Lao Dong pointed to the rating arena: "Go in."

The black chicken came up with a sulky breath and almost threw the two big bags in his hands.

On the other side, Qian Miao had already walked into the escalator.

This elevator is actually a conveyor belt, basically on a flat surface.

Because the distance between the various venues is too far, so a thing is needed to save time.

She was so tired that she couldn't help but sat down.

There is no one left or right.

Because most of the newcomers here, at this time, most of them are eating or going to the entertainment city to play.

Moreover, in the eyes of most newcomers, the four words of the rating field are just like the four mountains, which makes them feel more pressured.

No one has that self-motivated heart here.

She leaned on the escalator with peace of mind, hanging her head in a false sleep.

At the same time, on the conveyor belt next door, a man with a mask was standing quietly, looking from a distance, Qianmiao seemed to be sleeping next to his lower body.

None of them noticed anyone.

Soon, the two conveyor belts leading to different entrances of the Unmanned Valley split.

When the conveyor belt passed the fork, the man noticed that there was a person sitting on the conveyor belt next door.

He glanced lightly, then looked away.

After a few minutes, Qian Miao got up and walked out of the conveyor belt.

This entrance is the back door of the Unmanned Valley Arena. It is also guarded by someone at ordinary times. It is an old man with gray hair.

She didn't wear a mask and was sitting by the door drinking tea.

After seeing her, wrinkled brows and eyes moved, and he glanced at her coldly, focusing on her bruised fingers, and then saw the hand covered with gauze. The gauze revealed a pool of blood, no A new wound is an old wound being torn apart.

The old man moved his eyes away, and then threw a broom in front of Qian Mian.

"Start from behind the door and sweep to the end. The cart is over there."

The old voice had a bitter taste.

Qianmiao turned her head and saw her drinking tea with one hand and peeling the egg shell with the other hand, staring at the variety show in the computer with a grin, with the yolk of tea eggs still left in the corners of her mouth.

Her gaze shifted to that computer.

This computer can contact the outside world.

She grabbed the broom, passed the old man silently, and then pushed the cart into it.

The old man didn't take her to heart.