[End Times] After becoming a demon

The basement was originally the wine cellar of the owner of the house before the end of the world, except for a place of about [-] square meters, which was originally a place for people to rest and taste wine, but it was converted into a bedroom by Senduo, with a double bed instead Qiao Mingyuan lay on the bed after leaving the original table and chairs.

Song Nuo fed the last half bowl of snake blood into Qiao Mingyuan's mouth. Qiao Mingyuan's soul had been completely restored. In Song Nuo's vision, the pure white soul was like a sharp knife inserted into the darkness. He eased his desire to inhale, After staring for a long time, he finally got up and left.

Passing through a row of wooden wine racks, Song Nuo went up the wooden stairs to the first floor.

The air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses. Song Nuo's face sank like water, and he frowned and walked towards the outdoor garden. Black wings appeared silently behind him, vibrating the airflow, and he suddenly rose into the air.

In his field of vision, more than a dozen zombies gathered from the front. Song Nuo swooped several times, grabbed the head of the zombies from the ground, snapped them off, and finally threw them into the distance. disappeared here.

"Arnuo, they are my guards." The voice appeared from behind Song Nuo with a little helplessness.

Song Nuo looked back indifferently. A handsome young man was looking at him with those dark eyes without a trace of white. Song Nuo withdrew his black wings, landed slowly, and said lightly, "I said, don't make you sick. subordinates come into my place."

The young man shrugged his shoulders, he habitually licked his sharp canines with the tip of his bruised tongue, his tone was relaxed, but his face remained the same, without any change, "Well...you have been away for a long time this time, and you will not come back this time. Are you going out again?"

Song Nuo didn't answer, he didn't need to explain his affairs to anyone, he turned and walked back, the young man behind him didn't care about his indifference, and followed him with a step.

"Xiao Han, get out of here." Song Nuo said coldly.

"Huh?" Xiao Han was puzzled, and exaggeratedly said, "What's wrong with you? You won't even let me in once you go out?"

Song Nuo didn't make a sound, and his lightly raised hands facing away from Xiao Han suddenly turned into sharp black claws. He squinted at the young man, the killing intent in his eyes was as real as he asked, "Go or not?"

Xiao Han laughed ho ho, the expression on his face remained motionless, it looked extremely weird, it made people feel creepy in broad daylight, but Song Nuo was not surprised at all, when he heard the young man's sly voice, he immediately used the tip of his claws to slap him Grab it hard.

"Hey, hey!" Xiao Han yelled, complaining impertinently, "You're serious!" He avoided the claws that were grabbing at his heart, and blocked the second blow with his arm, wearing a brand new white shirt It was scratched by the tip of the claws, and then a layer of faintly blue flesh was scraped off.

Song Nuo didn't listen, and moved faster and faster, moving towards Xiao Han's deadly place, chest, abdomen, neck, head...

The wrestling figures of the two gradually accelerated, forming afterimages, and there were feigned exclamations during the period.

"Ah! Arnold, you are so cruel."

"Haha! Didn't catch it."

"Wow, it hurts!"

And so on.

Song Nuo gradually became impatient, the violent and bloodthirsty factor in his blood-colored red eyes spread to his whole body, his aura suddenly increased, and the red blood threads were densely distributed around, completely constructing the barrier that had already begun to take shape.

Xiao Han's relaxed false cry disappeared, and he quickly avoided, watching Song Nuo from a distance, seeing Song Nuo's indifferent attitude of repelling others all the time, he laughed a few times in a hoarse voice, "Arnuo, don't be angry, I just leave Come to my place tomorrow, I have something to see you."

Song Nuo watched the other party walk away, withdrew his concentrated strength, and turned back.

More than three years ago, he merged the two powers, and came to live here after waking up. At that time, Xiao Han often came to pester him. Xiao Han once tried to tell him what kind of past they had. , but was rejected by him every time.

No matter how close he was in the past, there is nothing left in his heart, let alone now, Xiao Han is a zombie king?

He hated the smell of zombies, even more so now.

Song Nuo came to the open balcony of the living room on the first floor, where there was a set of dark gray rattan tables and chairs, and a large area of ​​sunlight shone in, making the tables and chairs slightly warm.

Song Nuo just sat down, closed his eyes and fell asleep, when he heard something wandering around.He frowned and opened his eyes, and glanced behind him. The gray-white hair ball seemed to sense his sight, and it curled up obediently and remained motionless.

This was the mutated kitten who was always clinging to Qiao Mingyuan, Song Nuo's sharp eyebrows did not relax.

If he remembered correctly, this kitten was sent by Qiao Mingyuan to a group of mutant cats before he encountered the mutant python. How did this kitten find it here after such a long time?

Under Song Nuo's sight, Xiaomao's body trembled, and the mottled hair was bald here and there, making it even more ugly. It seemed that it was very concerned about its baldness, and turned around quietly. Angle, turn the intact piece to Song Nuo's direction.

The corners of Song Nuo's lips were slightly upturned. He stepped forward, grabbed Xiaomao in his hands, looked at Xiaomao's wet, round dark golden vertical pupils, rubbed its head stiffly, and held it against him on his belly, basking in the sun with him.

The soft little body under the palm struggled, and after struggling desperately to no avail, it limply fell down following the breathing of the belly owner, making a rumbling sound.

Xiaomao's hair was very dirty, and there were strands of knots in some places, but Song Nuo didn't care at all, and slowly closed his eyes.

The sun was setting to the west, and the temperature in the air was still scorching hot. After Xiaomao felt the benefit of the slightly cool body temperature of the person under him, he spread his limbs happily, contacted the other party as much as possible, and tapped the tip of his tail in enjoyment.

The peaceful atmosphere was broken by a loud noise downstairs.

Song Nuo stood up abruptly, and without any warning, Xiao Mao was thrown to the ground, meowing, as if he was accusing someone of his behavior, but Song Nuo was already running downstairs quickly.

Song Nuo went down the stairs, halfway there and couldn't go down anymore, because the whole basement was densely covered with light elements, these light elements had already been able to fight against his demonic abilities, and were consuming his strength from time to time .

Song Nuo frowned, and looked at Qiao Mingyuan who was lying on the bed. Due to the violent elemental fluctuations, the light in the opponent's position was slightly distorted, and the surrounding wine racks showed a scene of a storm-ravaged mess.

Just as Song Nuo was concentrating on trying to see Qiao Mingyuan's situation clearly, a gray-white figure shot into the place where the light elements were most concentrated.

Shocked, Song Nuo stepped forward abruptly, the dark power in his body was forced to continuously overflow, constantly contending, fighting, and consuming with the light element.

Just when he was in a dilemma, all the bright elements retracted into Qiao Mingyuan's body in an instant like an ebb.

When Qiao Mingyuan woke up, he was first startled by a touch of soft and hot hair on his neck. He picked up the little hair that was pressing on his neck, and said in surprise, "Little hair?!"

He looked around, taking the bed under him as a circumference, there was a mess five meters away, and the strong smell of wine filled the air. The strange environment made his pupils constrict, and he stood up suddenly and wanted to go out. He rushed forward, and stopped after taking two or three steps.

He saw his brother standing on the stairs, looking in his direction. The light from the stairs was not clear, and he was in a large shadow. Although he couldn't see clearly, Qiao Mingyuan took a look. He recognized it as his brother.

At this time, the feeling of the rest of the life after the catastrophe was long overdue. Qiao Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his body felt a little weak due to the sudden relaxation, "Brother!."

He was not ignorant during his coma, and he didn't need to think about who got the things that poured into his throat. He tentatively licked the residual smell after licking his teeth, a smell of blood.

Song Nuo walked down step by step, the tall figure came from the shadows with the light behind him, and entered the range of the chandelier in the basement, the dark color gradually drifted away with the light, under the warm and soft light, he The lines of the face are relaxed, and the whole face is extremely soft.

His eyes were bright and serene, and his chest was full of complex emotions, joy, excitement, anger, happiness... all mixed together, making him slightly shaken and in a trance, but at this moment, he just wanted to embrace the person in front of him .

The person in front of him seemed to become more delicious, bright eyes filled with the same longing, Song Nuo lowered his head slightly, let the other person's lips kiss, grinded them back and forth, tore open the small opening with sharp teeth, swallowed the other person and came up to eat With a painful sound, Song Nuo licked and sucked the wound on Qiao Mingyuan's mouth.

Possibly due to the influence of emotions, Qiao Mingyuan's soul emitted more and more blazing light, enveloping Song Nuo's black flame-like dark aura, and the white light seemed to be drawn, enveloping and dragging the black flame into his territory one by one , refining it into a part of oneself.

Song Nuo was frightened. He felt his own strength being forcibly pulled by the opponent and swallowed up bit by bit. With a loud roar, he broke away from the action of the opponent's absorbing power, making his whole body seem to be shaken away. The ground slammed into the wall, causing dense cracks to appear on the wall.

On Song Nuo's forehead, two shiny black horns drilled out uncontrollably, the huge black wings stretched and then wrapped around his body, his eyes were shining red, and both hands were raised to hug him When the head moves, it instantly changes into two black sharp claws.

Qiao Mingyuan stared wide-eyed at the series of changes in Song Nuo's body, and was stunned on the spot at a loss.

The black wings spread out suddenly, and then quietly hung down to his side, revealing his body.There was a sound of the clothes on Song Nuo being ripped apart, and they were tightly bound to his bulging muscles, and he could clearly see his bulging tendons of great strength and beauty under the thin cloth.

He raised his head, the blood in his eyes was so thick that he could smell the evil blood in it, he looked at Qiao Mingyuan, trying hard to distinguish the fluctuations in his eyes, even the slightest changes could not escape his sight.

Qiao Mingyuan's expression showed surprise, shock, and confusion, but there was no fear or disgust as he had expected.

After the initial astonishment, Qiao Mingyuan lingered on Song Nuo's eye-catching pectoral and abdominal muscles. As Song Nuo moved, it seemed that a powerful beast was dormant there.

Song Nuo's demon body is completely different from his usual appearance, the whole body is stronger, the outline of the face becomes rough and clear, the bridge of the nose is tall and straight, the eye sockets are deep-set, and the most prominent is the sharp corner of the forehead, which makes him There is a dangerous aura like a monster, only white skin, blood red eyes and lips.

The perfect blend of strangeness and strength is another aesthetic feeling that is different from Song Nuo's form.

Song Nuo looked at the light shining in Qiao Mingyuan's eyes, and smiled heartily. His eyes were squinted, and the blood in them faded completely, leaving only a ruby-like clear luster.

Primitive impulses drove their actions, and the two hugged each other fiercely, intertwined and inseparable.

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