This amusement park has been abandoned for more than ten years. For some reason, it has not been rebuilt. It is just left there. The cement floor on the ground is also pitted due to its disrepair, and there are some small gravel scattered on it.
Bai Chen fell to the ground unprepared, his knees and palms were scratched by the small stones on the ground, and the worn and heavy bicycle also fell on him.
The system witnessed this accident throughout the whole process, and the distressed emotions just now have not dissipated, and the heart of this moment has been raised again.
[Little master, are you hurt? 】
Bai Chen pushed the bicycle away from him, raised his hot palm, and sure enough, there was some blood, and because the fall was too hard, a lot of gravel got stuck in the palm of his hand.
Although the knee has not been looked at, Bai Chen knows that it is not much different from the palm.
It's all fiery fine pain.
【Does it hurt? ] The system can't wait to replace it with his body, can't wait to use energy to wipe away the wound on Bai Chen's hand, but it can't do that, the world's consciousness is watching, he can't do things that violate the rules of this world and can only quietly Mi's use of energy slightly increases the activity of Bai Chen's body cells and speeds up the healing of wounds, but even so, these small wounds will stay on Bai Chen's body for a few days.
Bai Chen shook his head, he looked at his palm silently, his fine long eyelashes blinked up and down, and after a while, he brought some dew.
A crystal clear tear slowly dripped from Bai Chen's eye socket and landed on the wound in Bai Chen's palm. The salty tears made the pain of the wound aggravate.
Bai Chen's palm trembled.
"Obviously it doesn't hurt." He bit his lip, and his delicate little face was pitiful with tears: "Obviously I'm not afraid of pain."
"But..." Bai Chen looked up at the dark end of the road with hazy eyes: "System, why do I think it hurts so much?"
"It's all his fault." Bai Chen flattened his mouth and complained, very unreasonable.
Bai Chen remembered that he was not afraid of pain in the past. In order to teach the thorns of the gods who disturbed the order and disturbed his sleep, Bai Chen singled out the group of troubled gods and beat them up. Although He is very powerful, but with one enemy and many enemies, he will inevitably bring some injuries on his body, but at that time he didn't feel pain at all, on the contrary, he felt very relaxed and comfortable everywhere.
But now he is so hypocritical, just that the palms and knees have worn such a little skin, he feels pain and wants to cry.
I want Mo Yuan to hug him and coax him softly.
Want the ink to blow on his palms and knees.
Wanting Mo Yuan to kiss his mouth to divert his attention.
want to…
It's all Mo Yuan's fault, it's because he spoiled him too much, and now he has become so hypocritical.
But the big villain who was the culprit was not by his side when he was injured.
"Bastard."
"Big bastard."
Bai Chen whispered aggrievedly while dropping the golden beans.
But even so, the person Bai Chen wanted to see still did not appear beside him.
After venting his thoughts for a while, Bai Chen wiped away his tears angrily, got up from the ground, and carefully straightened the bicycle.
He stared at the worn-out bicycle and murmured, "I can ride it too, and I can take you too."
"When I find you, you have to coax me well."
"Of course, I'll be nice and nice to you too."
The system looked at Bai Chen, who had regained his vitality, and felt relieved.
In the distant abyss where ghosts and gods are retreating, suddenly the wind picked up, and the thick and strange black mist kept surging, as if something was about to appear below.
Above the abyss, I do not know when black thunderclouds condensed, and black and purple thunderbolts flashed in the thunderclouds.
"Boom, boom"
The huge thunder sounded, the momentum was huge, and it predicted the power of thunder and lightning was no trivial matter.
The black fog in the abyss rolled even more violently because of the sound of thunder and lightning.
Sudden.
There was a strange sound in the abyss. This sound was like the sound of metal friction, but it was not. It was sharper than it. There was also a powerful force in it, which blasted the thick black mist in the abyss. A large hole .
The rolling of the black mist stopped abruptly when the sound sounded.
An ominous aura spread from the bottom of the abyss.
There was lightning and thunder in the thundercloud, and the sound was even more powerful and shocking than the first sound.
The black mist that had not stopped suddenly tumbled violently in the strange sound, forming a huge vortex with the void as the center, and the steady stream of black mist quickly poured down to the bottom of the black hole.
At the same moment, a black-purple lightning as thick as an arm slashed out from the black thundercloud, and slashed into the black hole with a powerful momentum.
The vortex formed by the black mist was mixed with the lightning, and the tumbling became even more violent.
After a flash of lightning fell, the black cloud quickly split another flash of lightning, one after another, with great momentum.
After the nine lightning bolts were all split, the black cloud condensed above the abyss quickly receded.
The vortex of black fog was still violently surging, and gradually all the black fog disappeared into the black hole. When the last trace of the black fog disappeared, a black shadow quickly emerged from the bottom of the abyss.
For a time, the black clouds in various regions covered the top, and thousands of ghosts cried and knelt down to worship.
Riding a bicycle is difficult, but it is not difficult or difficult. Bai Chen has mastered the essentials after trying it several times. In addition, there are few cars in the middle of the night, which will not affect his volatilization. home.
He stepped on the pedals slowly along the way, and when Bai Chen returned to the original owner's house, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.
The original owner's home is in the Hutong Courtyard, a small courtyard, which can be said to be very valuable in the capital city where every inch of land is expensive.
Bai Chen returned to the original owner's room, and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. During the bath, his palms and knees kept aching hot, and Bai Chen couldn't help sniffing again.
"Squeamish bag." Bai Chen whispered.
After taking a shower, Bai Chen was too lazy to take the medicine, so he threw himself on the bed in his pajamas.
He has to fall asleep quickly, and then get up early to find the ink source.
He wants him to coax him.
After riding the bicycle for several hours, Bai Chen was also a little tired. He threw himself on the bed and fell asleep after a while.
A gust of wind suddenly blew from the dark air, which blew the curtains of the bedroom with a hula sound. Bai Chen snorted in his sleep, and wrapped himself in the quilt a little shyly.
In the darkness, as the curtains fell, a tall black shadow appeared in the bedroom, and the shadow floated in the air, silently watching Bai Chen on the bed.
After watching for a while, the shadow swayed in the air, and slowly turned into a tall, healthy, handsome man in black robes.
The man has a pair of deep eyes, and the black pupils are like a black vortex. He just stood in the air and looked at the sleeping Bai Chen, as if he was about to inhale Bai Chen. His facial features were deep and angular. As engraved by a knife, it is very charming.
The man just stared at Bai Chen for a long while, then slowly drifted towards Bai Chen's direction, stretched out his hand to lift Bai Chen's quilt, and dug into the quilt without hesitation.
As soon as the man approached, and before he could lie down on the bed, Bai Chen rolled in a circle and got into the man's arms, as if he had found his own nest.
The man's movements paused because of Bai Chen, but in the next second, he stretched out his hand domineeringly to hold Bai Chen tightly in his arms.
Bai Chen's movements naturally followed the man's movements and rubbed his head in the man's arms.
The man hugged Bai Chen, and after a while, he turned around, sat on the bed by himself, carefully hugged Bai Chen and let Bai Chen lie on his chest.
He lowered his head, his dark and dark pupils swept across Bai Chen's face, then raised his hand and slowly copied Bai Chen's facial features.
The movements are gentle and slow, like treating a rare treasure.
In his sleep, Bai Chen flattened his mouth, suddenly raised his hand, and acted like a spoiled child: "It hurts~"
The voice is aggrieved.
"It doesn't hurt if you want to kiss."
The man's eyes stopped on Bai Chen's raised palm, it was obviously a dark night, but he could see it clearly.
The skin of that tender white palm was broken with pits and pits, revealing the pink tender meat inside, and some tender meat was slightly concave.
The man's nose is very smart, just move it and smell the wound without medicine, and it may be because the wound rubbed against the quilt, which will ooze a little blood.
The feeling of distress rose without warning. The man held Bai Chen's hand in a ghostly way and brought it to his lips. He stuck out his tongue and gently licked it on the palm of Bai Chen's palm, bit by bit. Licking the blood from Bai Chen's palm.
After licking, the man kissed Bai Chen's palm again: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
He didn't know why he wanted to coax people. He suddenly wanted to coax this person in his arms, so he followed his own wishes.
"Also, it wants to."
The person in his arms raised a hand when he had to.
The man looked down, sleeping soundly, as cute as a little pig, his pouted mouth was high, and he seemed aggrieved in his dream.
It seems to be really painful.
The man is not afraid of pain, but when he looks at Bai Chen's pitted hand, he feels inexplicable pain.
He carefully cleaned Bai Chen's other hand as he did just now.
"Good, it doesn't hurt."
"Where else?" The man attached to Bai Chen's ear and asked softly.
His voice is like magic, deep and magnetic, and it seems to contain a magic that makes people listen to his words involuntarily.
Sure enough, Bai Chen, who was sleeping, twisted and muttered, "Knee."
The man lifted the quilt, hugged Bai Chen horizontally in his arms, and picked up Bai Chen's leg with one hand.
Sure enough, the rounded knees on both sides were as pitted as the palms of their hands, and the skin was broken.
The man's eyes moved, and an inexplicable emotion flashed. He leaned down and gently kissed Bai Chen's knee.