[End Times] After becoming a demon

Song Nuo lay on the sofa basking in the sun. He held "Xiao Mao" who was struggling endlessly with one hand, and rubbed the soft hair of "Xiao Mao" with the other hand. "Little Mao" was the ugly mutant cat that Qiao Mingyuan brought back that day, and it was the name Qiao Mingyuan gave him.

"Qiao Mingyuan, Qiao Mingyuan..." He chewed Qiao Mingyuan's name over and over on his lips for a moment.

What is Qiao Mingyuan to him?he thought.

The fusion of the system and the magic grid caused him to lose part of his memory. Now his memory includes the memory of him as a human Song Nuo and the demon Azcalo. He is both Song Nuo and a demon, but the memory of Song Nuo occupies the majority , His temperament is also more inclined to human beings, and the lost part of the memory is related to people other than him. It can also be said that he only has himself in his memory.

In the lost part of memory, what was he and Qiao Mingyuan like?He inevitably thought of this question.

Thinking of Qiao Mingyuan's excited and enthusiastic look when he first saw him, when he refused Qiao Mingyuan to recall the past memories with him, the disappointment in the other party's eyes, because he decided to force the other party to stay, but the other party's face was joyful. reaction……

Song Nuo at that time, how did you do all this?

He slowly tightened the strength of his fingers, causing Xiaomao to meow. Song Nuo regained his composure, his red eyes were filled with dark ups and downs. Reflecting his own outline, after a long time, he smiled slowly.

No matter what Qiao Mingyuan is to him, he only belongs to him. A hair, an inch of skin, and a speck of skin belong only to him. He just needs to be clear about this.

"Brother." Qiao Mingyuan came back from the next room with a pot in his hand. He deliberately asked for leave from the regiment, hoping to stick with his brother for a few more days.This is the meat porridge he cooked with mutated animal meat. It is said that this meat was mutated from the previous rabbit. It tastes very delicious. It took him half a day to cook the porridge.

Song Nuo let go of the struggling and screaming Mao, and let it run pitifully towards Qiao Mingyuan's direction, while Qiao Mingyuan poured some meat porridge on the plate, and Xiao Mao devoured it.

Qiao Mingyuan filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to Song Nuo. His bright eyes looked at him expectantly. Song Nuo's eyes turned dark, staring straight at Qiao Mingyuan, and finished the porridge in his hand in one gulp.

Qiao Mingyuan blushed under Song Nuo's gaze. This kind of gaze made him feel ashamed, as if he had been stripped naked and raped by his brother, and he really wanted to cover himself up.

Song Nuo pulled him over, and kissed Qiao Mingyuan with his thin lips stained with warmth and fragrance from the meat porridge. The tip of his tongue hooked the tip of the other's tongue, stirred deep in the other's mouth, and licked all kinds of sensitive places in a wild and powerful way. The force made the base of their tongues hurt.

Qiao Mingyuan couldn't help feeling a little dizzy, and his waist and limbs held tightly by Song Nuo felt a little painful, but at this moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, struggled to get out of Song Nuo's mouth, gasped and said urgently, "Brother, let's do it!" Bar."

Song Nuo laughed in a low voice, the dull and magnetic voice caused a tingling electric current, and the breath in his ear made Qiao Mingyuan's face even more red.Without teasing Qiao Mingyuan any more, Song Nuo pushed him down on the bed and sealed his lips again.

After a hearty exercise, Qiao Mingyuan and Song Nuo were skin-to-skin, leaving no gaps. He was very satisfied, with a smile on his lips, quietly listening to each other's heartbeat.

As the sun sets, the orange afterglow adds warmth to the quiet space in the room.

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Liu Zhitao in his office is a different scene. His previous radiance has disappeared, and the number of white hairs on his head has increased sharply, making him look even older, like an old man in his 60s or [-]s.

"Cough cough!" He tried hard to swallow the rest of the cough, pressed the center of his eyebrows, and a certain nerve in his brain was throbbing with pain. "Say it again?" His voice was also rough and ugly.

Xi Cheng recounted the information he received, "Eleven parts of the city wall have been damaged. Although we have tried our best to repair them, but the machines are insufficient and we only rely on manual work, the progress is very slow. Speed ​​zombies have already begun to appear in the city, causing I have been confused a few times, although I have tried my best to appease, but the effect is not obvious, and..."

Liu Zhitao felt that his headache was getting worse, seeing Xi Cheng hesitating, he had a bad premonition in his heart, "What else? Just tell me."

"Originally, the news about that person was only circulated among some people with supernatural powers. Now it is known all over the city. This time, a small group of zombies attacked the city. Some people want that person...to ensure everyone's safety." What he said was actually a bit euphemistic. The real situation is that many people are already very dissatisfied. They think that people with such powerful abilities in the city don't want to let them play the biggest role, but they are kept in captivity by the leadership and only benefit a few people. Such selfishness How do self-interested leaders convince the crowd? !

What's more, the rumors about that person's ability were spread into various versions, and the rumors were chaotic, and some of them used this matter to fan the flames for their own purposes.

Liu Zhitao sighed. At that time Song Nuo proposed to tell others about his ability, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he tried to narrow the scope of the publicity as much as possible, and only revealed the truth when he was looking for candidates in private. He already had something to do The awakening that everyone knows is just that the matter is imminent, and his energy is really insufficient.

After thinking about it, he asked Xi Cheng to retreat, and went to Song Nuo's residence by himself.

This time Song Nuo didn't let him into the house, Liu Zhitao concealed the weirdness in his heart, and followed Song Nuo to the next room. He didn't look carefully at the obvious traces of use in the room, and told Song Nuo about the current situation.

Song Nuo listened quietly, his eyes didn't fluctuate, as if it had nothing to do with him, Liu Zhitao was sweating on his forehead, he was very anxious, and didn't understand what Song Nuo was thinking.

In his opinion, Song Nuo has such a mysterious and unpredictable ability, and he can completely cultivate his own power in the last days. Even if he can't become a king, he will be stronger than what he is now, looking like a lamb raised in captivity.But then he thought about himself, it looked like he was raising Song Nuo, but in fact his life was firmly tied to him... This lamb... is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing.

For some reason, perhaps influenced by Song Nuo, Liu Zhitao calmed down. He rubbed the center of his brows and said wearily, "What do you think about this matter? How should we deal with it?"

Song Nuo looked at the lights outside, and said calmly, "It depends on what you want."

Liu Zhitao was puzzled, "Me?"

"If you still want this gathering place, you can solve the trouble. If you don't want it, I just need to change it."

Liu Zhitao's face was ugly. He understood Song Nuo's meaning. Yes, this Qinglan base was originally his. Even if it was disintegrated, destroyed, or even destroyed, with Song Nuo's ability, he could find the next place and live a good life. Yes, he can even live in the most dangerous place surrounded by zombies, because he has seen that weird scene with his own eyes, and the zombies don't touch him at all, which was not the case more than three years ago...

For a moment, Liu Zhitao's heart was ashamed, and his face was extremely ashen.

Song Nuo really had such an idea. When he first arrived, he had a premonition that the base would not last long. The seemingly peaceful and peaceful city actually had many disadvantages. Liu Zhitao is not a competent leader who can manage so many people. It's just that his leadership is not enough, his lifespan, energy, and strength are not enough, not to mention that there is a Xi Cheng who makes him trouble from time to time by his side. From the first meeting, he has sensed Xi Cheng's hostility , but has been ignoring it, the difference in strength is too great, he can't even get up and want to shock the opponent's mind.

Song Nuo was thinking, which base would be better to leave here, or go back to S City directly?I heard Liu Zhitao ask, "Where is Qiao Mingyuan who is by your side? What do you plan to do with him after you leave?"

Song Nuo froze, and said coldly, "I will take him away."

Liu Zhitao smiled roughly, completely devoid of his usual rigor, and there was a hint of lifelessness in his laughter, "Did you never think about him? Didn't you ever think about whether he would want to leave? Didn't you ever think about him being here?" Will it be very hard in other places? Have you ever wondered if he will be caught and threatened by others? Have you ever wondered if he can adapt to the life you live?"

Song Nuo's bloody eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Liu Zhitao, "Are you threatening me?"

Liu Zhitao shook his head, he looked at the sky with some perplexity, he had done good deeds in his whole life and even countless evil deeds, before chasing fame and fortune, he got himself into it, only at this moment did he feel that he was ridiculous, people like this What exactly do you plan for in your life?

He looked at Song Nuo, who was cold and solemn. Before, he thought that the other party had such a powerful ability, but he was unwilling to make progress and would be mediocre, but now he somewhat understood the other party's attitude towards life. What about a mediocre life?It depends on whether you are happy or not.

"I'm not threatening you," Liu Zhitao said sadly. He looked around the room and smiled. "With Qiao Mingyuan, you look a little different. Think again about what I said."

After Liu Zhitao left, Song Nuo stayed in the dull room for a while before leaving.

Liu Zhitao's last two sentences woke him up. He remembered that Qiao Mingyuan insisted on going out to do missions to kill zombies, and his brows gradually raised.

He can take Qiao Mingyuan to live well in the future. They can find a small gathering place to live, or go to the deep mountains and old forests to live in seclusion, or go to S City to be neighbors with zombies. He is confident that he has this ability to protect each other, but, Can the other party adapt to that dull and uninteresting life?Even if you can endure it for a while, what if it accumulates over time?

It was only at this moment that he realized that Qiao Mingyuan was completely different from him. He needed to eat and drink, and would grow and age, and even die... Thinking of not having this person in the future, Song Nuo felt as if he had been immersed in a cold and deep darkness. seabed.