[End Times] After becoming a demon

Woli Village is surrounded by three hills, and there is a Qiushui River running through the village in the valley.It flows from the side surrounding the three mountains, winds to the side of the valley without mountains, and flows out of the valley.

The three mountains surrounding the village are of different heights. The easternmost mountain is the highest, the middle one is second, and the westernmost one is the lowest. The highest mountain seems to have been cut by a knife and an axe. The local people call it Woli Hill, and there is a deep pool under Woli Hill, which is called Woli Lake.A long, long time ago, it is said that there lived a carp that became a spirit here, and lived next to the village. Carp Village.

Woli Village should be the place least affected by the apocalypse. The connection with the outside world is not close enough. After the apocalypse, the villagers in the village almost live an isolated life.

Lying Li Pond, two simple fishing rods with very rough workmanship were set up on the shore. Song Nuo took Qiao Mingyuan to sit on the homemade horse tie and fished by the pool.

The autumn sun was warm but not scorching. Qiao Mingyuan sat drowsily, staring at a calm pool of water with his eyelids strained.Seeing his appearance, Song Nuo only smiled slightly, but felt heavy in his heart.

They have lived in Woli Village for five years. Since they came here five years ago, Qiao Mingyuan has fallen in love with the green mountains and clear waters here. The two lived in a broken house near the foot of the mountain that has not been lived in for a long time. down.

The people in the village are very simple, and they were only a little wary of them in the first few days. They lived in peace and harmony for more than a week, and then they became warm and hospitable. They not only helped them repair the dilapidated old tile-roofed houses , and even warmly sent some household utensils such as food and pots and pans.

They didn't ask much about Song Nuo's red eyes, and when the young and middle-aged people in the village usually go hunting in the mountains, they often ask Song Nuo to go with them. Over time, even Song Nuo has a good impression of this place.

In the past five years, the mutated beasts in the mountains stopped coming down to wreak havoc on the village so frequently. Some villagers in the village with supernatural powers were getting the method of cultivating their supernatural powers from Song Nuo, and their supernatural powers improved steadily. His prestige has also risen virtually.

They lived very well here, except for one thing. Song Nuo looked at Qiao Mingyuan with a trace of worry in his eyes.

Qiao Mingyuan's mark of light no longer exists, and his abilities also disappeared in that mutation. He has completely become an ordinary person, and he is still an ordinary person with a weak body.

Qiao Mingyuan was very optimistic by nature. Although he was a little disappointed with his changes, but Song Nuo was by his side almost all the time, so this loss could be almost negligible.

He only had a half-knowledge of his own situation, but Song Nuo looked at his wandering and weak soul and was worried.His soul was still pure white, as warm and sweet as before, but in Song Nuo's eyes it was broken, which was the reason why Qiao Mingyuan was weak.

Song Nuo had nothing to do about it. He no longer sucked Qiao Mingyuan's soul power. To be precise, he hadn't eaten for a long time. Only when he was close to Qiao Mingyuan could he resist the cold and darkness that firmly surrounded him.

In the beginning, it was extremely painful. The drug-addicted person suddenly stopped taking drugs. Among them, the crazy desire to scratch himself to death was that Song Nuo almost couldn't control himself.Faced with the "drug" in front of him all the time, he couldn't touch it, and even its smell tempted him all the time...

But in the end, Qiao Mingyuan's trusting and pale face allowed him to restrain himself successfully. He relied on this person and resisted his own nature. This person was not only his only one, but also his reliance.

But now, he knows that this person is about to leave him, forever...

"Brother?" Qiao Mingyuan's voice recalled Song Nuo's thoughts. Song Nuoqiang pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, and touched the other's soft black hair. There was a passionate soft light in his blood-colored eyes, which made Qiao Mingyuan feel dazed for a while.

As if the indifference in those bloody eyes was like a dream many years ago, Qiao Mingyuan returned to his senses, slandering his brother for his increasingly irresistible charm.

Qiao Mingyuan yawned, with a teardrop seeping from the corner of his eye, and then said slowly, "Let's go back, I'm so sleepy, alas... I didn't catch anything today..." They often come here when nothing happens. Fishing, until now, even a small shrimp has never been caught.

Song Nuo looked at Qiao Mingyuan as he spoke more and more, his voice became softer, and finally he picked him up by the waist as if he was talking in his sleep, and walked back with heavy steps.

Qiao Mingyuan fell into a drowsy sleep, Song Nuo put him on the bed, and lay down himself on the same bed, hugging this temporarily warm body tightly.

He heard Qiao Mingyuan muttering, "Brother...I love you..." The voice was as soft as a mosquito, but Song Nuo's heart seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and kneaded into a ball.

He kissed Qiao Mingyuan's lips, and the sour and astringent emotions turned into a drop of tears and ran across his face. At this moment, all the emotions of Song Nuo, a human being, returned to his soul, and the breath of the person in his arms became weaker and weaker. Holding him, all those feelings that can be called emotions swept over like a burst bank, making him heartbroken.

"I love you too! I love you!" Song Nuo repeatedly kissed Qiao Mingyuan's lips, and whispered in Qiao Mingyuan's ear.

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"Wait for me." The person in his arms gradually fell silent. Song Nuo raised his head buried in the other's neck, his blood red eyes were as crystal clear as washed by water, he smiled softly, and looked at Qiao Mingyuan He pressed a kiss on his forehead, closed his eyes and recited a strange sentence.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a silent black wind suddenly appeared above the two people lying on their necks, whistling and sweeping past. After a long time, the sky cleared up again, and there were no more two people in the village. trail.

The author has something to say:  …

Originally, I wanted to write about a protagonist who has a golden finger against the sky, but has no interest in life, is negative, and has no desire to survive. .The level is limited and the writing is not satisfactory. . . .

I've seen too many cheats and killed all directions, so I want to write about a person who is so far away from the world, and has so many cheats that others don't have, but he doesn't want to live at all.

The final epilogue can be seen as Song Nuo's death in love, or it can be understood as the two went to another world together. To me, this is HE.

Someone left a message saying that the ending was so hasty...

Maybe everyone's expectations are different. For me, the relationship between Song Nuo and Qiao Mingyuan should end when they get together. In order to end the plot, I dragged on for a few more chapters. From the beginning to the end, I didn't want to write any big scenes, and it didn't match my original intention of opening this pit before. However, after I went back and read it again, I really felt that the last chapter was kind of [light the firecrackers and prepare to watch the fireworks, and the result The feeling of misfiring. . . . _(:з」∠)_

Thank you for pointing out the problem~~~ I will definitely pay attention to it in the future!

Thank you for all the support~~~~Meme~~~~~~