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Chapter 77: Giant Chrysanthemum

How many of you have had the experience of saying goodbye to your lover at a train station? It was obviously a long-promised farewell, but why did your eyes fill with tears the moment the train door closed?

It doesn’t matter if you don’t give up or give up, chasing the car for hundreds of steps, waving through the window, and in a blink of an eye, we are far apart, and you can only express your heartfelt feelings through WeChat QQ.

I have been longing for my loved one in a long distance, and I have saved money to send you to my wife thousands of miles away.

Years pass by and emotions fade, family members fall apart, you go on a blind date, she cheats on you, the song ends and we part ways, it’s just a dream.

Mei Niang said goodbye to Thirteen through the car window. The tears in her eyes kept rolling but did not flow down, until she walked into the car in despair. Heaven and earth are separated forever, which is far worse than your blind date. The ending of her cheating was even worse, Mei Niang

It can be said that the whole scene was performed, and the pain, helplessness, and self-destruction were vividly displayed.

After entering the carriage, Mei Niang immediately regained her composure, retracted her tail and let go of Thirteen. Within a few minutes, the death horn roared and slowly started. Although it was indeed shocking that little Thirteen could use the heaven-level skills, it was still shocking to die.

The car is a god-level vehicle, which is equivalent to an indestructible barrier. Even thunder and lightning cannot break the car body, let alone Thirteen, who can catch up with it.

"Okay, it's safe now." Mei Niang smiled at the flute player in the carriage.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving my life!" Mr. Flute Holder knelt down on one knee and thanked him.

"You're welcome. I asked you to play with me in the first place. If I really saw you beaten to death by that funny investigator, I would feel guilty." Mei Niang helped the young master stand up.

"But why did you get on the train to the underworld? How did you get back?" the young master said nervously.

"Have you forgotten that I am a monster? My name is not in the book of life and death, and the reincarnation of monsters is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld. When the car stops, I will have a way to go back." Mei Niang walked into the car indifferently, and the seats in the car were

The seats were already full, and there were even a few souls stuffed in the suitcase. I thought I could only stand on the aisle. It turned out that not only did this bus look like a Spring Festival transport vehicle, it also looked like a Spring Festival transport vehicle when I sat on it.

"I don't understand, why does the Great Immortal have to get in the car? You have already locked Thirteen, so it should be enough for me to get in the car alone?" Master holding the flute believes that Mei Niang in front of him is a good monster, but there is no need to be good.

to this extent.

"To tell you the truth, I just don't know how to end it... That funny guy is too serious. If you leave, it will really turn into a hero saving the beauty. Do you really want me to commit myself to you?" Mei Niang said.

He smiled helplessly.

"Great Immortal, there is a saying that you don't know whether to say or not?" The flute master wanted to say but stopped.

"You're already dead, so why are you afraid? Just tell me." Mei Niang leaned against the car seat.

"The investigator may not be very smart, but he is obsessed with you. Even at that time, he will not infringe on your purity. Although I am just an evil ghost, I have lived for 0 years.

I have traveled all over the world and have never met such a man.

The most important thing is that he is very strong, and his domineering power is rare in the world." What the young master means is that if you promise me your body, you can just say yes. Such a man can sleep with one without losing the other without suffering any loss.

"Kid, do you know what it means to feel tired and not love? I have lived much longer than you, and I have experienced much more than you. Human beings cannot love, are treacherous, prefer the new and dislike the old, and are despicable and shameless. This is written into their DNA.

There are flaws in it. Even if you meet a good man with a genetic mutation, when he needs to sacrifice his life to prove his love, they will still reveal their greed for life and fear of death.

Especially investigators, they are more cunning and greedy than ordinary humans...but more charming than ordinary humans..." Mei Niang raised her forehead unconsciously and recalled the past, with a slight smile on her eyebrows.

The wrinkled texture shows how unforgettable the memory is.

At this moment, the gate on the rear side of the car opened, and a large number of ghosts poured into the already crowded carriage like roaring sea water.

"Squeeze your sister! Step on my head!"

"Damn it, you're so afraid. Aren't you a ghost yourself?!"

"It's broken, it's broken! My arm is broken! Where did my arm go when you squeezed it?"

"Fuck! Who's fucking my anus from behind?!"

The swarming souls panicked and rushed onto the shelves and passenger seats on both sides, leaving the aisle in the middle empty. At the junction of the carriages where they were frantically escaping, their upper bodies were covered with vaginal discharge.

Thirteen with black meridians was standing there, the rusty sword slave in his hand still sharp.

"Why are you here?" Mei Niang and all her friends were shocked.

"In order to save you, where would I not dare to go?" Thirteen said it so matter-of-factly.

"Is your head made of tofu? This is a death train! It's a train to the underworld. Only the dead can get on this train. No one can leave here alive!" the young master shouted hysterically.

"Obviously you have offended me, so even the Lord of Hell can't save you!" Thirteen leaned forward and suddenly rushed forward.

The young master fluttered and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Thirteen and cried, "Sir, please spare my life!"

The villain originally lived on the edge of the city of the imperial capital. He had a house and a garden at home, and his life was full of joy. Who would have thought that those red-haired ghosts were unreasonable, unreasonable, and had guns in their hands. They occupied my big house and my garden. My grandfather

She fell out with them and was beaten with a stick by him. My grandma scolded them for bullying good people, but they took her into the house and raped her a hundred times, a hundred times!

In the end, she hanged herself from a beam and hated the world. They also killed my infant son in her home. In order to avenge blood, I burned my bones and soul and burned porcelain bottles, hoping that the curse would return my wish. Who knew that the red-haired ghost was so insidious that he knew

In this situation, I actually wrote to the Queen Mother demanding my life, and took me into custody and beat me wildly in the cell.

The villain's life is really resentful. The innocent person was beheaded in front of the Meridian Gate. Unfortunately, I can't die. This hatred is even harder to fill! In order to fulfill my wish, I can only hide myself in a vase and become a ghost. While slaughtering red hair, I kill bandits and traitors. I swear.

To avenge this, you must kill your enemy with your own hands and have a strong will.

After 0 years of wandering, I have finally fulfilled my ambition and am determined to be reincarnated in the reincarnation. I hope you will, sir!!!!"

Young Master spoke so fast that Mr. Hua bit off his own tongue, but it still took him 30 seconds to read all the words above. After such a long time, Shisan could even climb up, but he still stayed in front of the carriage door.

He didn't move even half a step. It wasn't because he was merciful, it was just that the sword niche ghost hanging across his back was stuck on the door.

"Fuck you, sir, just wait for me a few more seconds!" Thirteen stepped forward angrily, and the carpet on the ground was worn through.

At this tense moment that made people laugh and pee, Mei Niang, who had been stunned, suddenly rushed towards Shi San and hugged Shi San tightly in her arms, who looked more ferocious than a ghost.

"Enough, enough, everything you have done for me is enough, are you really not afraid of death?" Mei Niang cried. This time she was not acting, her tears had never been so sincere.

Going back to 10 minutes ago, a god once asked him this question.

Having seen everything, Guitou was moved by Thirteen's fearful look. He slowed down his start time slightly and asked Thirteen, "Are you afraid of death?"

Thirteen nodded.

"Are you afraid that woman will die?"

Thirteen nodded harder.

"For her sake, do you dare to get on this train to hell?"

Thirteen's neck almost broke as it moved up and down.

"Then come up, this is the door to hell that is specially opened for you. I hope you can die a worthy death." Guitou has never done such a thing. He opened the door to the last carriage for Thirteen, letting this unplanned

The man rushed onto the train, and the current scene happened.

"I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of not being able to see... You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. It took me 26 years of my life to find such a perfect goddess who suits my taste. I admit that I am lustful, yes

I control my appearance, but I can choose. Why can’t I eat steak but insist on making steamed buns?

So I'm here, no matter what, I want you to live!" Thirteen grabbed Mei Niang's waist with his backhand, and like a hero in the movie, he hugged his own beauty and backed away along the original path.

But he never put down his sword slave for a moment, and always stared closely at the flute-wielding master who was kneeling on the ground. If this guy dared to sneak attack or even stand up, Shisan would kill him mercilessly.

On this train that sent ghosts to hell, Thirteen never gave up on life for a moment, and never thought about becoming a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. He led Mei Niang towards the last carriage. His eyes were always on the surroundings.

Searching, looking for opportunities to escape.

But this train didn't even have a safety handbrake. Thirteen used common sense to cut through the cracks in the door and hit the windows, but they were all bounced back. The Death Ship was an indestructible barrier, and it was a god-level barrier.

It is believed that there are no more than 11 humans in the world who can open his door.

"It's useless. The ghost just said that the Death Train can only go in and out. It goes straight to the underworld. No matter whether it's living or dead, it will be dead when you step on this train." Mei Niang still didn't want to tell Thirteen that she was a dead person.

As for monsters, she still wanted to see how far Thirteen could do it.

"As long as you are alive now, you cannot give up resistance. As long as you still have breath, you must find a way. Hell, it is very scary!" Thirteen said, pulling Mei Niang and finally retreating to the end of the last carriage. The shape here

It is also different from the Harmony train. Just like the front of the Death Train is a huge ghost head, the rear of the train seems to have become a huge fleshy butt? Especially the folded and tight part at the center, in fact,

It's too inconsistent.

"Is this a magical horse?" Mei Niang asked in shame.

"The biggest chrysanthemum in history, but this should be our way out." Thirteen nodded seriously.

"Do you want me to get out of this place? I would rather die here!" Mei Niang shouted with pale face.

"Dear, those who achieve big things don't stick to trivial matters. In order to survive, you can't do anything ridiculous? Isn't it just drilling an asshole? What's the big deal? My idol Mr. Billy Herrington even makes a living by doing this!" Thirteenth meaning

Right words.

"No! No! No! I don't want to get out of that thing!" Mei Niang cried resentfully.

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