Du Wei's body withered instantly.

Blood was splashed on the windows, and the curtains were torn open by Li Sinian to wrap the corpse. The dazzling French windows were exposed to the air. From the sky to the earth, a screen of blood was splashed, sticky, scarlet, and cold. Hot scorching surging on the glass. Fang Daichuan was full of bright red blood. He stood still, staring at the blood splattered on his feet, looking up at Li Sinian in confusion. Li Sinian's expression was also average, as if he didn't react at all.

"Currently the number of people surviving: 3 people, the game continues." The machine reported the information faithfully.

The game is not over, Du Wei is not the last werewolf, Chen Hui is.

Fang Daichuan heard a voice in his mind saying this, he waved away the voice, he didn't want to think about these things now.

He is very tired.

What is it like to escape from the dead?

Not ecstasy, not sorrow, but pale dullness. Tired, annoying, don't want to talk. All emotions are under a layer of chaos, and I don't want to say a word or confide a word.

Fang Daichuan turned his head and went out. He sat on the reef behind the house, hugged his knees, and looked down at his palm prints. After a while, maybe five minutes, maybe half an hour, Fang Daichuan couldn't figure it out, and he felt that Li Sinian was sitting beside him. Li Sinian held two bottles of wine in his hand.

Fang Daichuan took a bottle and poured half of it with his head up. It was a bottle of white wine, which should be spicy and bitter when entering the throat. However, Fang Daichuan seemed to have lost his ability to perceive.

Li Sinian pried open the cap and spilled half of the wine into the sea.

The two sat in silence.

In the distance, seabirds flew high, their voices were terrible, and geological activities interfered with the magnetic field. It was quiet outside, and there was dead silence inside. A living person and three corpses gathered in the hall without making any sound. It was a long time before Fang Daichuan raised his head, and he leaned heavily on Li Sinian, as if he had taken off all his strength.

"Go back," Li Sinian kissed Fang Daichuan's temple, "it's all gone."

Is it all over? Fang Daichuan looked up at the distant sky, the misty sky, the ground was covered with a layer of pale dust, like it was covered with frost. He dared not assert.

He buried his head on Li Sinian's neck and rubbed the opponent's collar, the soft cloth instantly absorbed a few drops of water.

Li Sinian comforted him, diverted his attention, and stood up with his arms around him. With strength on his waist and abdomen, he lifted him up with one hand and hugged him on his chest, with his palm supporting his ass.

Fang Daichuan practiced his body all the year round, with beautiful muscle lines, not the exaggerated flesh of a bodybuilder, but the undulating delicate lines. His buttocks are straight, and he holds the QQ bomb, a kind of firm with bones and bones, which can be played twice with a pat.

Li Sinian didn't hold it back, and got upset.

Fang Daichuan was so scared that he lay on Li Sinian. Li Sinian couldn't use his left hand. He held him with one palm, which was extremely dangerous. He looked at the rocks underneath him, and his voice changed a little bit: "Brother, pay attention! Don't bump! You let me down, don't break my tail bones..."

He knows his weight. Although he has been on the island for so many days, a small layer of subcutaneous fat has been burned out, and he has lost a lot of weight, but the skeleton and muscles are there, and it is by no means an adult who can hold it up with one hand. . Li Sinian held it easily and casually. He even bumped his palm twice more violently, and pinched his buttocks with his fingers through a layer of cloth.

"Don't worry, I can't fall you, I'll cushion you if I fall." Li Sinian's voice was a little bit smiley, maybe because of Fang Daichuan's counseling, maybe because he finally regained his vitality.

Fang Daichuan couldn't take care of his face at this time, so he put his hands and feet on his body together, and his posture was ashamed to his grandma's house. He tilted his head, leaned his chin into the small nest at the junction of the opponent's collarbone and neck, and said with a wry smile: "You are a real person, pretending to be gentle, and I didn't know you were so powerful."

Li Sinian raised a corner of his mouth: "You were trained in the gym at first glance. You look good. Can you compare with me?"

When he said this, Fang Daichuan felt a bit of pain in his heart.

He was unaccompanied since he was a child, was left with a pickpocket group, went to the streets to beg and deceive, and then went to another country, joined a mercenary organization, and has been in the line of life and death for many years. With such an experience as a base, how could he be a gentle and handsome appearance. He thought of the long scar on Li Si-nian's waist, lying crookedly and horribly ugly.

Behind this man, pretending to have an unfathomable past like the sea, and suffering from his body, it is nothing to him. If one hand is abandoned, he can be calm and calm.

Not to mention just now...

Fang Daichuan stretched his arm around Li Sinian's shoulder, his right hand was imaginary, and he dared not touch his left shoulder.

Li Sinian felt his softening, and smiled in his ear: "Why, Brother Chuan'er loves me?"

Fang Daichuan was a little embarrassed, and deliberately spoke coarsely in his ear, what he said was true. He said: "Brother Chuaner will be here in the future, which will make you happy every day and will not let you be wronged."

Li Sinian paused.

Mixed feelings.

When they opened the door and entered, there was no one in the house. Du Wei's corpse was gone. There was a bloodstain on the ground, one wide and narrow, spreading down the hall to the stairs. The stairs of the stairs were also full of pools of blood, as if the corpse was taken away by some kind of monster. general.

Li Sinian was surprised by the sight.

He put Daichuan underneath, avoiding blood stains, and walked two steps up the stairs, looking up from the bottom.

Chen Hui was looking down with her head down, only a pair of eyes could be seen from the crevices of the stairs, staring at him infiltratingly, condescending maliciously on her face. Li Sinian did not back down. Chen Hui lowered his eyes and kept moving his hands, dragging Du Wei's body to the second floor.

"What's the matter?" Fang Daichuan stepped forward and grabbed Li Sinian's cuff.

Li Sinian looked up, and Chen Hui was no longer in the corner. He shook his head.

The two people cleaned up the hall first, and now there were only three people left. They completely responded to that sentence. Someone died early and some people collected their bodies. Those who died late admitted that they were unlucky. The bodies of Yang Song and Ding Zihui were wrapped in curtains, and the two of them pulled a corner of the fabric and carried the bodies out of the room. They were still in the sandpit where the others were buried, and the two girls were buried.

When the old lady Song was buried that day, Ding Zihui picked up a gold necklace of the old lady and put it in the sandpit for funeral. Now the bunker is still the same, but Ding Zihui himself is buried. Fang Daichuan thought for a moment, then reached out and put the note he had signed back into Ding Zihui's pocket.

A very cute girl, so much care about life and death, when she was dying, it was indeed a note in her pocket.

Fang Daichuan felt a little heavy, and felt that the note was heavy.

Looking a little away in the next life, he watched the sand gradually invade the girl's face, and he wanted to silently say sorry.

The two buried people and washed the **** floor with water. The floor has been constantly being washed by water these days, and the corners of the wood have been raised up high, and have become loose.

There are still two bodies in the building. ——Du Wei's body was dragged into the room by Chen Hui, and the door was locked. There was still a corpse of beer belly on the third floor, which was not transported.

Li Sinian felt heavier and heavier and dizzy. He helped the table and looked at the time: "Okay, don't clean up, whoever loves the rest, let's go to bed first when we go back to the house."

Fang Daichuan saw that his face was not good, so he shook his hand and reached for the opponent's forehead, his tentacles were hot.

He was a little worried: "You have to hold on."

Although Li Sinian was uneasy, but in good spirits, he took a deep breath, hugged Fang Daichuan, and said, "Okay."

The two of them walked upstairs together, and Fang Daichuan watched him frown, thoughtfully, and persuaded: "It's always going to survive, and Chen Hui won't be able to set off any storms by herself. If she is out tomorrow What a moth, two votes to one, she has no means."

Li Sinian nodded.

The two swiped their cards and entered the room. Li Sinian looked at the sea swept by the tide outside the window and muttered, "I hope so."