The world destroys the future

Zhou Yi knew nothing about the situation outside the wooden house.

Although Lu Guanglin said that he has become the most powerful person, but he did not go out to deal with the future, instead he seemed to be quite weak, sitting on the sofa to rest, and the man in black with short hair and a gun in his waist showed his With strong attention, Zhou Yi realized that he was very wary of himself.

"I'm so hungry." Sitting in the quilt was also awkward, Zhou Yi spoke to break the silence.

Yan immediately came to his face, he didn't give up using the chain to restrain Zhou Yi's restless cartilage, and said courteously, "We have fish here, can we eat this?"

"Other than that?" Zhou Yi suppressed his nausea and talked to him.I remember that he salvaged fish, which looked ugly and disgusting. In the future, he said that all fish were polluted.

"Hehehe, there is only fish." Yan's eyes lingered on his face, with evil thoughts and greed, "If you don't eat, you will only continue to be hungry."

Then you have to ask more questions!Zhou Yi took a deep breath, "Okay, I want to eat fish."

Yan distractedly pulled out a chain and swam around. When he reached the stairs, Zhou Yi leaned over to have a look, and saw several backpacks at the stairs.

The short-haired man with red marks on his face was guarding the stairs, so it was convenient for him to look at his bag and pay attention to him. Zhou Yi raised his head slightly, and the two eyes met. The man's eyebrows and eyes were cold and deep. If it weren't for the marks on his face He actually looks good, but he should be a bit older, and he can see the fine lines under the corners of his eyes.

This man doesn't care much about me, he will do it when he should, without ambiguity at all, it's not necessary, don't mess with him.

When Zhou Yi saw the chain slid over, he withdrew his gaze from looking at it rashly.

Yan used a chain knife to hook the frozen fish tied with a rope. It was hard and had blood holes on its cheeks. It could be seen that the original blood bubbles had been dug out. Zhou Yi showed a disgusted expression, especially the fish. When the fish was in his hand, "the future," he muttered, "I'll never let me eat this..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man with slightly curly hair froze. Also, the frozen fish in his hand turned into mud in an instant, his back hurt, his cartilage was tied tightly by chains, Zhou Yi snorted softly, pale His cheeks were flushed, his eyes moved slightly, he looked at Yan, "There are cans upstairs, you go and get them, it's under the bed."

"Heh, this kid is trying to run away." The black-haired man in a short coat sitting in the stairwell poked him mercilessly.

Lu Guanglin put his hand on his forehead, and flicked the other hand that was hanging down. He didn't turn his head, but said, "Zhou Yi, be honest, you don't want to be knocked out, do you?"

"I'm just hungry..." Zhou Yi glanced at Yan who was looking directly at him again, his eyes trembled, he lowered his eyes, and bit his lip in grievance.

Yan squinted.

"Let me get it." The man in the stairwell rubbed against his clothes and wanted to get up.

Zhou Yi raised his face slightly, this time, he looked at Yan with wide eyes.

"Wait." Yan avoided his sight and raised his head, "I'll take him up to get it."

"...Are you serious?" The man's tone sounded extremely speechless.

Lu Guanglin tilted his head, something flickered in the black eyes, and was swallowed by peace in an instant.

"He can't run." Yan stood up, the chains on his back touched and stretched, Zhou Yi was like a little chicken, and he was dragged up by his cartilage, "After all, it is the angel's expectation. As a saint, I want to help him achieve it." Woolen cloth."

The man snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Zhou Yi trembled in pain, unable to lift his hands and feet at all, Yan dragged him upstairs, the man leaned against the wall, looked at Zhou Yi passing by him, and warned, "I can watch you at this moment."

Zhou Yi bowed his head and said nothing, only panting heavily in pain.

As soon as he went upstairs, Zhou Yi's eyes opened up. He widened his eyes and looked towards the window, "Ah..."

Outside, it was blood red!

The golden light enveloped the wooden house, and there were many men dressed in black shorts on the snow, standing behind the light shield, and they stood along the light circle, stroking the light screen with their raised hands, and outside the golden light, there was darkness In the turbulent sky, blood clouds rolled, and the weapons of destruction covered the sky and the earth, and they kept rushing towards the light screen amidst the whistling wind and snow.

The cartilage was pulled, and Zhou Yi was pulled into his arms by the banquet. The man hugged him tightly and pressed him on the bed. Will lose! Do you know why I do what you want? I want you to see how he failed miserably, ha ha."

Zhou Yi didn't find the figure of the future among the colliding destructive weapons. The cry of the future that he heard before disappeared without knowing when. Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes with a sudden smile, he looks very good when he smiles, his eyes are curved, he looks like a fox, cunning and evil.

The saint was deeply attracted, the chains stirred the cartilage, and there was a tearing sound of struggle and confrontation. He whispered, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Yi didn't give him an answer, but still kept that ambiguous smile. His thick eyelashes trembled and trembled, and his black eyes were covered with a faint mist. There seemed to be something inside, flickering, unreal, but inexplicably seductive. Get a closer look.

The saint's hand on the bed tightened and scratched, his breathing became heavy, and under the ambiguous gaze of the angel, his heart beat extremely fast.

"Hello!" The man watching from the stairwell couldn't help reminding.

Under this cold drink, Yan should have regained his senses immediately, but his gaze was attracted by the sideways face of the man below him, showing his neck, and he couldn't move away. Ah, the angel is still looking at him from the corner of his eyes. Ah, he opened and closed his lips, did he want to say something, words of temptation?I made up my mind and got ready, and got away from the lie he was about to tell. After all, no matter what good things the angel said, they were all false, and he never cared for me at all.

Yan knew this fact quite clearly.

However, he miscalculated.

The angel uttered no words of temptation.

He just, pronounced a certain name.

"Lily..."

Lily.

"Lily."

Fanatical love emerged in Zhou Yi's eyes, staring at the saint in front of him, "Lily."

The saint's eyes widened, as if shocked and confused, but he was shaken. From his limp body, Zhou Yi got the correct argument, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger. Saint's cheek, he chuckled, lovingly, and whispered softly, "Lily, I love you."

"Do not……"

The saint's eyes trembled with fear, he tried in vain, rolled his eyes, and struggled to escape from his gaze.

I am not, Lily.

What he wanted to say was blocked by warm lips, Tian used his arms to hook his neck, and pulled him down graciously. "Hmm." Tongue, flicking.

Yan couldn't bear it, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss, separated intermittently, and he leaked a gentle call, "Zhou...Yi."

Zhou Yi's hand went down.

But his hand was stopped by the chain behind the banquet, the kiss of the saints, like locusts crossing the border, crazy and destructive, Zhou Yi felt pain, and his hand continued to slide down secretly.

Made, hold on tight, Zhou Yi showed enthusiasm, but coldly calculated how long it would take before this bastard Yan could relax his vigilance, and then he would crush the bastard's roots!He didn't believe it. In this case, the chain wouldn't loosen itself?

Frowning, Zhou Yi snorted softly, "Lily, give me..."

Yan tremblingly inhaled, "Okay." The chain slid.

"Fuck...that's enough..."

The man in the stairwell stomped his feet roughly, his voice disgusted.

But the two hugging each other ignored him.

"Hey, don't you care?" The man walked downstairs and yelled at Lu Guanglin who was sitting on the sofa, but he really couldn't stand it anymore.

Lu Guanglin had a headache.

Such a shameless and shameful scheme is only conceivable by Zhou Yi.This man's lower limit has always been very low.

He is very tired.

Raising his hand, he made another fist.

Activate the ability.

Space torn.

The short-clothed black-haired man made a surprised voice, "You..." Is such a small distance necessary?

The man in the body that Lu Guanglin possesses has the ability of the space system, and can directly exchange places between himself and the object of his gaze.

Yan, who was deeply in the sea of ​​love/desire, only felt a pulling force. He immediately realized what happened, but he couldn't stop it. The next second, he appeared on the sofa on the first floor. Zhou Yi felt that the chain was loose, Before he was overjoyed, the person pressing on him was replaced by Lu Guanglin, the air seemed to be broken, the cracks quickly merged, and his forehead was pressed against the muzzle of the gun.

Lu Guanglin sat on his waist, a little amused, condescendingly staring at Zhou Yi with messy clothes, "Playing again..." Slippery.

Before he could finish speaking, a snow-white hand suddenly stretched out in the gap that was closed at the end.

Lu Guanglin's expression changed drastically.

That hand grabbed Lu Guanglin's collar!

Zhou Yi immediately recognized that it was the future's hand, with sharp eyes and quick hands, entangled cartilage, and almost caught Lu Guanglin's waist again.

The huge pulling force dragged the two of them.

There were screams and howls in the ear, that voice sounded inexplicably familiar, like the voice of a real angel in the dream, huh?Why is it crying?

The screaming sound was suddenly replaced by the hunting wind.

The sharp nails pierced Lu Guanglin's neck, and the demon king flew into the sky. Two red horns sprouted from the top of his head, and half of his face was damaged. His black eyes, which were always silent and indifferent, turned golden red, just like the eyes of a monster in a dream. The fangs had a mouth with a ferocious appearance, and black wings covered the sky. For a while, his aura was so terrifying that even Zhou Yi was about to lose his soul, but fortunately, Zhou Yi quickly sucked his soul back, and grabbed it happily Lu Guanglin's body, waving cartilage. "Future! Future!"

He didn't even look at me, didn't he notice me?

"Quick...run..."

This is Lu Guanglin's difficult pronunciation.

what?

A flower bloomed in front of Zhou Yi's eyes!

In a blink of an eye, he was hit hard against something hard, that is, destroying the weapon, breathing in pain, the cold wind blowing the long hair of the man who grabbed his collar, the future was suppressing him, his eyes He became more and more red, "Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi!" He yelled in pain and crazily, "Why on earth are you torturing me like this? You bastard! You're low! You can fuck with him even if you're a liar! Shameless! !Shameless!"

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded by the scolding, so he opened his mouth, and when there was pain somewhere, he whimpered, "The future..."

The cold and hard claws were tightly squeezed, and the future stared at him with terrifying golden red eyes, "Give it to me! Let me keep it, no one can touch it again!"

Zhou Yi was shocked!

Stuttering, "No, isn't it good?"

"I did that to get away, it wasn't my intention—"

"To shut up!"

The future hisses and roars!

Zhou Yi was sprayed with saliva on his face. At the same time, there was more severe pain in that place. He could even feel the sharp claws of the future, which had cut through his pants. He bit his lip aggrievedly. Zhou Yi stared at the future and stopped talking. .

"It hurts?" Future's right half of his face was covered with cuts, his flesh was blurred, and his right eye was redder than the left eye. A distorted smile appeared on his face, and he stared at Zhou Yi viciously. They were all bitten by that damned saint, they were red and swollen, and looked extremely unsightly! His teeth creaked, and Future pinched his hand, this time with a little force, "Does it hurt me? Huh?"

Zhou Yi was silent.

Future lowered his body, pressed his hand on his chest, and stroked his cheek, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

"..."

"Zhou Yi?"

This abnormality even suppressed the furious storm in Future's mind, and he began to become restless and anxious, "Are you going to ignore me? Ignore me forever? You hate me...I know what you said Likes are fake, you hate me, I am like this, I am so ugly, jealous, you are so kind, how can you think highly of me..."

Zhou Yi really can't listen anymore, to be honest, the future is too inferior, right?Aggrieved Bala said, "I didn't think that way, just, just now, no, didn't you tell me to shut up."

"I... I told you to shut up, so you just shut up?" If he was so obedient, how could he betray his lust?This is not the first time!The future is angry, "Then, then I call you, why don't you hate that guy?"

"Okay." There is such a good thing, Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, "I hated him in the first place.

"And him!" Future immediately pointed to Lu Guanglin.

"I hate it." Zhou Yi said quickly without even looking at it.

Furious to death in the future.

Too perfunctory!

"Don't be angry anymore." Zhou Yi tugged at his clothes, pitifully, "It really hurts."

"It hurts to death, you deserve it!" The future said so, but immediately let go of his paw, and he was still there, stroking soothingly, "Does it really hurt?"

"It hurts..." Zhou Yi got his response, and immediately choked with tears.

If he shed tears, there will be even more helplessness in the future, all the anger will be held in his heart, and the future will be very wronged, but he still quickly gave him a kiss, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"You don't cry either." Zhou Yi raised her face and returned the kiss enthusiastically.

Future inhaled, whispered, "I didn't cry..."

"My heart is crying..."

Alas!These words are so fucking nasty!Zhou Yi raised her hand in embarrassment, covering her face, "Uh."

Future also blushed in embarrassment.

At this moment, Lu Guanglin was sitting cross-legged on the back of Destroyer Weapon, the blood on his neck was frozen, he was covering his heart, coughing continuously, observing the crazy emotions of the Demon King in surprise, and was lightly brought down by Zhou Yi.

This, based on the aura he felt when he first came out, he thought that the devil would definitely smash him, and Zhou Yi, into pieces.

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The author has something to say:

I changed it seven or eight times, but I can't do it anymore

Changed to what it feels like to vomit, I can write thousands of words

The places omitted everywhere, let’s understand it by ourselves

Now the plot is far from the original one hundred and eight thousand miles