Quickly disassemble cp: male god please do not flirt

Chapter 313 Doctor of the End Times*1 (End)

Gu Jia, Chen Yu and other acquaintances would occasionally visit An Qing and Mo Yang, but they would not stay for long.

This small world only belongs to the husband and wife, and no one else can interfere at all, and they don't even have the heart to disturb them.

In the human world, the well-known Dr. Mo Yang has long been regarded as a savior-like existence. Although he can't see the real person, he will silently worship and be grateful in his heart.

Mo Yang did not live long in this life. In fact, when he was 45 years old, the disharmony between the soul and the body and the internal chaos of the body had already begun to appear.

This situation is not completely unexpected, because Mo Yang's mental power is too strong and cannot be endured by the human body.

When Mo Yang was growing old, An Qing was still young, and they held four hands in front of the bed.

"In the next life, will we still be together?" Mo Yang spoke with difficulty, his voice was so soft that he could only hear it when he was close to his ears due to his frailty.

This was the first time An Qing faced her lover in this way, she opened her mouth hoarsely.

"Yes, I will find you. All you have to do is wait for me."

In the end, Mo Yang died at the age of 62, slept forever in a wooden house, and entered the next reincarnation.An Qing also took highly toxic poison and was cremated together with her in the lit wooden house.

……

A bloody smell rushed straight to his forehead, and his throat was full of blood.

The surrounding cries and screams became chaotic, like hell, burning the soul.

An Qing struggled to open her eyes, the thick liquid left on her forehead flowed into her eyes, causing her to close her eyes again for a while, propped up her painful arms, and wiped her face indiscriminately, so that the heavy eyelids were relieved After a few minutes, he opened his eyes again.

There was blood in front of his eyes, and the blood stained his already stinging eyes.

Purgatory... Apart from this word, An Qing couldn't find any other description.

Screams and cries came from the side. Several girls in school uniforms were lying limply on the ground, their hands and feet were twisted at unnatural angles, and they could not move. They could only cry out in horror. whimper.

Following the gazes of those girls, An Qing turned her head and looked behind her.

A man was laughing wildly, holding a katana in his right hand, and holding... a severed arm in his left hand.

At the man's feet, there was a boy who didn't know whether he was dead or alive. His limbs were mutilated. Only one thigh was left in the distance. The rest, except what was held by the man, were scattered aside.

There are other boys on the side, some with intact limbs, and some... who have grown up...

The blood sprayed everywhere around him came from this.

Those boys who are intact have lost their eyesight, as if their souls have been frightened.

There is only one person, although his eyes are dull, his face is not dull, but cold, as if he is detached from all the surrounding environment, quietly staying in the corner, without speaking or showing any expression.

That boy has a monstrous appearance, somewhat similar to Mo Yang in the previous life, but not like him. Mo Yang is feminine, while he is glamorous.However, his demeanor is colder and more indifferent than Mo Yang's, making people ignore the beauty of his appearance unconsciously.

The man who laughed wildly, after throwing away the severed arm in his hand, began to observe the other boys around him and choose a new prey.

The indifferent boy was locked, and then slowly walked towards him.

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