Release that Witch

When the light penetrates into the darkness and the blurred vision adapts to the light source, the first thing that comes to mind is the white ceiling. It takes a few seconds for Luo Lan to get rid of the fainting of the waking. As the field of vision becomes clearer, he feels more and more Not right.

Where is it here?

He slammed up and found himself sleeping in a modern bedroom-like room with a soft bed, a desk lamp and paper on one side of the bed, and a red-brown wardrobe on the other. The glare of the sun shone through the blinds and evenly poured over the mat and his arms, faintly hot.

Hell! Is this fight not finished yet?

The sleepiness in Roland's brain disappeared without a trace. He rolled down from the bed and reached out to summon a self-defense gun, but for a long time, his hand was still empty.

He couldn't help but sink.

Could it be... the battlefield rules have changed again?

That would be a hassle. With the skill and speed of the pure man, he barely competed with his bare hands and only had a beating.

Moreover, what is the most profound scene in memory as a battle platform? He didn't have any impression of this **** room!

Roland walked lightly to the door of the bedroom and put his ear on the door panel for a moment. There was an intermittent sound coming out of the door. It seemed that someone was talking.

He carefully grasped the doorknob and opened the door with a slit—the outside was a more spacious room, and the display was like a living room. Next to the empty sofa, the old desktop fan was shaking his head and making a squeaking sound. In front of the sofa is a coffee table and a wall-mounted TV. The picture is still flashing, and the voice should come from there.

In addition, a figure in the living room could not be seen.

This situation is also too strange.

Roland took a deep breath and walked slowly into the living room.

The red ribbon on the fan cover was floating in the wind, and the cool breeze made him feel refreshed - he noticed that the room was really stuffy, and the humming sound outside the window meant that the world was Summer season.

There were a few magazines scattered on the sofa. Roland picked up a book and turned it over. The content was actually fashion news and constellation divination. The style was very tender, just like a little girl with no hair.

His brow wrinkled deeper.

It is impossible for him to buy such a book, either in his previous life or in this life. Obviously this room does not belong to him.

Just then, the news on TV attracted Roland’s attention.

"After the evening of the evening, an unexplained explosion occurred in a university in the city. A school building was damaged. The photos sent back from the scene can be seen. The entire roof has collapsed. The ground is full of scattered glass fragments. What caused this? Let us contact the reporters at the scene."

He couldn't help but open his mouth and could hardly believe his eyes.

"Good afternoon everyone, my current location is next to the school building where the explosion occurred." I saw a female reporter appearing on the screen, and the building as the background is the battlefield when he fights with Jieluo! "According to the witnesses, the explosions were continuous and the fire illumined half a sky. Fortunately, because of the summer vacation, there were not many students on campus, so no casualties were caused. The police have now The campus was completely blocked, and the students who stayed in the school also moved to the nearby hostels, which were taken care of by the teachers. But so far, the cause of the explosion has not been ascertained."

"Do you have any thoughts on this accident?"

"It can only be said that it is very embarrassing. As we all know, it is impossible to have natural gas pipelines in the teaching building, not to mention the explosion center is located at the top floor." The female reporter said in a breath, "Some people speculated that the plane crashed, and some people said that it was a small meteorite, and even In the case of aliens coming, no matter what, once the police have a definitive conclusion, I will immediately send back the news."

"Thank you," the host nodded. "Next, please read the next news. Summer is hot and the heat is hard to bear. Students should enjoy long-lost holiday life at home instead of participating in various extracurricular tutoring. The Education Department has issued a ban on opening. If you find this situation, you can call the report number..."

The latter content Roland did not listen at all, his head is all the scene of the collapse of the teaching building - the battle of the soul should not be a fictional illusion! How can this be?

After standing for a long time, he suddenly realized what he was, hurriedly ran to the front door of the living room, opened the security door, and a heat wave suddenly poured into the house.

It was a modern city that appeared in front of his eyes!

The tall buildings in the distance are one after another, connected into a dense concrete jungle, not far from the busy streets, the cars and pedestrians are constantly coming and going; and the position he stands is probably on the walkway of an apartment building, looking back. The material has obvious low-grade door panels with the 0825 gold nameplate hanging in the center. If there is no mistake, this should mean the eight-story twenty-fifth room.

"Trouble let me, don't block the aisle?"

Roland tweeted and turned his head and found that the neighbor's door did not know when it had been opened. A middle-aged woman was staring at him impatiently - until she leaned over, the other person snorted and walked past him. Floating into the nose, there is a rich inferior perfume.

"Really, it doesn't work during the day, and I still wear a vest and pants to run around. It's not too shameful to be old." The other person seemed to be talking to himself, and the sound just happened to float into Roland's ear. This skill is already handy for them.

Roland returned to the house and slammed the door.

"Jie Luo! You give me out!"

"Don't waste time hiding and hiding!"

"This is the trick of your new design? Put things in my head to pieces?"

"Don't laugh at the dead, but it's just an illusion!"

Shouted for a long time, there was still no movement in the room.

Roland grabbed the glass on the coffee table and slammed it on the wall, and the cup was instantly torn apart.

This is the way you will not let me go? He sneered in his heart and wanted to trap me forever in this consciousness? You can't shut me down, Jieluo!

Without hesitation, he immediately acted.

Suppose this is another fantasy like the battle of the soul, how can we get out?

Suicide is definitely the last option, and Roland decided to start with a simple – make a fall.

He moved a few chairs, stacking them from big to small, and the back of the chair was against the sofa, so that even if they failed, they would not be injured.

After the erection was completed, he stepped on the constantly swaying chair and slowly climbed to the highest point. At this time, his head was almost slamming the ceiling, and it was a little scary to face it.

But now that Roland has experienced death, he still changed his pattern, and this psychological obstacle is hard to beat him.

Just as he rocked the chair back and forth, the sound of unlocking sounded outside the gate.

Is it true that the real owner of this room is back?

Still in the future, the chair that has been stacked has crashed down -

In the rush of falling, Roland tried to lean over and saw a young girl walking outside the door. She was carrying a shoulder bag and was about eleven years old, but the long white hair and light red eyes made him recognize immediately. Out of the other side!

Jieluo!

And she obviously saw Roland, and she showed a surprised expression.

"What are you doing!? Uncle -"

The picture was twisted in an instant, as if the world was upside down, Roland's body jerked up and made two breaths, and the familiar room scene reappeared in his eyes.

Gray stone walls with tiny cracks, thick velvet curtains, and magical stones that shine...

Here is... no winter city?

"Dangdang."

The sound of the wooden floor came.

Roland looked at the sound and saw Anna standing in the same place. The basin that fell to the ground was rotated a few times, and the hot water poured out dampened a large carpet.

Then the girl flew over to him.