Break Through the Steam Game Library

Lu Zhengkang raised his sword and waved it wildly, forcing the man away.

"A rookie." The man in the robe smiles. The stinking wind from the garbage pile lifts the corner of the robe, revealing a pair of sexy big hairy legs.

Skerry said: "he's not a rookie! He is Well, as long as he wants, you're dead now! "

The hairy legged man raised his eyebrows and punched Lu Zhengkang on the forehead. The impact of metal and skull made him hum and vibrate.

Lu Zhengkang felt that in an instant, the world was pure white.

Mori white, bone white, silver white, cloud white, pearl white, metal white, porcelain white Layer upon layer, strands, alternating floating, like falling into a endless white river.

In the white, all the other colors were blurred and melted. Lu Zhengkang felt that his coat, dark hair, yellow skin, muscles and blood were fading away.

The pure white world itself is the biggest malice. It not only erodes the body, but also makes all thoughts stagnate. The sight will stay in the white waves forever. In the cracks of the waves, colorful memories emerge, distorted as illusions and shallow as dreams.

Lu Zhengkang has to get out of here before he dies.

……

In reality, skerry saw the hairy legged man blow his friend Hales's head with a blow. He was furious, his arms outstretched and his sleeve sword came out!

"Drink!" He cut with his left hand, blocked by the vertical palm, spark electric.

The right hand gently flies out from under the ribs, like a spring swallow flying near the water. It does not ripple across the air. In front of each other's abdomen, a little cold star shows its implicit fangs.

The stout body of the hairy legged man retreats slightly, and the slippers bring a gust of wind, just like a flexible bullfrog.

Skerry pursued him closely. His hands crossed. The blade was hidden in the palm of his hand, like a poisonous snake spitting a message. His crossed palms were like scissors, reaching the throat of the hairy legged man.

An iron palm standing in front of the blade is higher than the wall of Wanren.

Skerretti hit his knee forward, and the other palm of his opponent's hand fell on his knee, making a brittle sound of bone fracture.

"Ah Skerry fell to the ground.

The hairy legged man raised his right foot as if to end him.

The next moment, he stepped back and the brick burst.

"Dang -" the sound of bullets coming out of the chamber, which was as long as the bell in the empty valley, echoed slightly in the alley, like the whirring of the curtain shaking.

The hairy legged man looked at the tall building in the distance, the top of the cold city building. In the hunting wind, a black robed assassin with a sniper gun showed a brilliant smile.

"Listen to the sound of iron and fire!"

The bullet was loaded.

In the sight glass, the hairy legged man showed a cold smile and put up his index finger.

The sense of crisis attacked, and the black robed assassin abandoned his gun and jumped out of the fence.

The leap of faith!

In mid air, he tumbled and caught a glimpse of his sniper spot completely destroyed.

A missile hit the top floor.

The flames burst, the shock waves ripple, and the building debris splashes like sharp arrows.

"How cruel He pointed his middle finger at the top floor.

The building was bombed and the onlookers in the street hissed in dismay.

A mecha man chewed ice cream and muttered to the orc nearby: "it must be from temple company again! How arrogant

Everybody agrees.

"These people are amazing!"

"Why are you so ungrateful, brother? It's hard for us to do that."

"Think of a way to do it!"

The black robed assassin jumped out of the garbage can, dusted the packaging bag on the duster, and skimmed off half of the banana skin on the hood. Just as he wanted to take a breath, he suddenly fell on the ground and rolled over. A red laser ray dissolved small holes in the ground, and the liquid crystal material instantly vaporized, which destroyed all the dazzling night lights around him.

People around complained and looked up.

In mid air, a young man in a white robe stands leisurely on a gray manta ray aircraft, holding a long laser gun aimed at the black robed assassin.

Under the hood, the assassin showed a big smile.

"Interesting

……

In the pure white world, Lu Zhengkang shows his skeleton, his internal organs are dissolving little by little, and his eyeballs are long gone. A layer of silvery white fluff grows on the surface of his brain, and from his eye holes, like water plants drifting with the tide.

He has no sense, but his consciousness is extremely clear.

The illusion like a raging wave is like a deep-sea maze. Light and shadow are crisscrossed and disorderly, slightly shaking. The colors are twisted into faces, torn and broken, and the expression is mysterious.

Lu Zhengkang felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and in the confused and illusory current, he had a deep figure walking alone.

When he appeared, all the confused imagination stopped.

Only the back figure, moving, the outline is like water waves, the shape is fuzzy, but the whole frame is full of a lot of details.

The texture of clothes, the reflection of weapons, the flipping pages, the words are like ants, and the fibrous roots are like nets.These details can not help Lu Zhengkang understand the existence of his back, but make him more confused and painful.

He let out a silent cry.

The figure turned his head slightly and raised the corner of his mouth.

The illusion collapses, and Lu Zhengkang's consciousness returns to the pure white world.

The melted body returns to its original state. In this terrible world, Lu Zhengkang looks at it carefully with his reconstructed eyeballs. There is an irreducible green light here.

Like a luminous leaf suspended in the sea of clouds.

Lu Zhengkang's intuition is that this is the key to leave.

He swung his limbs and swam past, touching the blue light with his fingertips. The world was broken!

A sprinkling swordsman stands on the top of the mountain. The wind blows his long hair like thick clouds.

"If it's kindness, you can give it up, no matter in glory, life or death!"

"Hold my sword -"

"divide the river!"

As soon as one word comes out, the clouds are discharging the waves!

……

Groups of soldiers surrounded the alleys, wearing medieval armor and carrying rifles, eerie as if they were totems of resurrection.

It's raining.

Skerry broke his limbs and lay on the ground talking nonsense.

"Master Assassin said that there are many things to cherish. I once believed him until he was driven out of the house by his wife."

"I think there are many wonderful things to enjoy when people are alive. My elder sister downstairs told me that she always goes out early and comes back late. Whenever I am about to fall asleep, I can hear the sound of her high heels."

"The mattress seller in front of the building said that it's not the alarm clock that limits your dreams, but poverty."

A soldier came up behind the hairy legged man, and a muffled electronic synthetic sound came out from under his helmet. "Mr. incinerator, the sniper is running away, and the adults of the guillotine have gone after him."

The hairy legged man, nicknamed incinerator, said carelessly, "this man is handed over to you. You can handle the body yourself."

"No problem. The garden of Eden will record your credit." Electronic synthesizer has a disturbing tone, like some kind of ghost talk in the age of technology.

The hairy legged man frowned, "I'll go first."

Skyey on the ground grinned, "who said you can go?"

"I want to go, can you stop me?"

"He can't, but I can."

Incinerator suddenly turned around, a blue light like a river fell into the valley, engulfed sight!