Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

However, before his idea could be realized, the iron gate was blasted into pieces by pure white divine power.

Zhuo'an stood in the middle of the pile of debris, looking coldly at Lu Yu who was approaching Qingning: "Give him back to me!"

"He is my brother." Lu Yu put away the sickle, hugged Qing Ning's waist tightly, and glanced at Zhuo An provocatively: "He is my brother who is connected by blood, he is mine!"

Qing Ning, who was inexplicably caught in the center of the strange storm, seemed unaware of this. He raised his head and looked at Zhuo An, his dark eyes were unusually calm: "Lord God..."

"Aning, let me take you home."

Zhuo'an ignored the provocation of Lu Yu, a little lunatic, and looked at Qingning with soft eyes.

Lu Yu, who was completely ignored by the two people, was obviously dissatisfied. He grabbed Qing Ning's hand and acted coquettishly: "Brother, why would you rather deal with a liar than with me, your biological brother who is connected by blood?"

If you ignore the sickle he is holding in his other hand, this is indeed a heartwarming scene.

"Lord God, I want to go home with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yu waved the sickle and pierced his heart again without hesitation.

"Brother, why do you choose to abandon me every time?"

When he said this, his expression looked a bit pitiful, but his hands were stained with a strong smell of blood, making the scene look strange and ironic.

Zhuo An used his divine power to attack him the moment his sickle penetrated him. Lu Yu did not dodge and allowed the sharp sword condensed by his divine power to pierce his chest.

Dark blood trickled down from his chest, and those turbid black eyes looked at Zhuo An provocatively: "You can't kill me."

"You can't kill my brother either..."

The dark blood formed a large black hole behind him. He used the sickle to support his body and fell into the black hole behind him without hesitation.

"Brother, we will meet again soon..."

Perhaps because of the inexplicable blood connection, Qingning subconsciously stretched out his hand when he was about to die, trying to catch Lu Yu who fell into the abyss.

Their fingertips only touched slightly for a moment, and then separated very quickly.

Just like their fate, among countless intersections, there is only a short stay...

Zhuo'an put his arms around Qingning, who was about to fall, and watched silently as he gradually died in his arms.

He personally created this world of infinite reincarnation to imprison the two mimics of evil thoughts in the world, but as a price...he could not stop the evil thoughts from killing each other in the world he created.

He could only watch Qing Ning being killed by another evil thought again and again as an incomplete evil thought.

"Lord God, how many times have I been killed in this reincarnation world?"

Large areas of scarlet blood were still leaking from his chest, but those black eyes stared at Zhuo An unblinkingly: "What is the purpose of your kindness to me?"

"I have no purpose." Zhuo An looked into his dark eyes without hesitation, "If I insist on the only purpose, it is that I love you."

Qingning stopped talking and just stared at him silently until she gradually lost her breath in Zhuo'an's arms.

Zhuo'an hugged him, gently leaned over and kissed his forehead: "Aning, I will protect your only good intention."

"You were not born evil..."

Qingning's fingertips trembled slightly, as if she was moved by his words.

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At the other end of the black hole was a bloody abyss full of corpses, and Lu Yu slowly sank into the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The feeling of divine power piercing his heart still lingered on his body. He closed his eyes and lay in a pile of smelly corpse fragments, letting dark blood flow out of his heart.

The thick blood stained his clothes, and the black shirt was soaked with blood and clung to his flesh.

The blood at the heart gradually stopped oozing, and the broken flesh gradually healed, leaving only the clothes around the heart with traces of punctures.

His eyelids were completely covered with blood. He looked impatiently and pulled away the pile of corpses that were pressing on him, and casually wiped the blood on his face.

In front of him was a realm composed of a pile of wreckage and blood. Countless broken arms and limbs and blood formed this purgatory-like realm.

however……

This is his birthplace.

The birthplace that he created with his own hands.

He and Qing Ning are both imitations of the world's evil thoughts, so they will naturally be thrown into the most disgusting and filthy places in the world.

He was also born in a garbage heap, and he was also reviled, bullied, insulted, and malicious for no reason.

But he is different from Qingning.

He was never redeemed from beginning to end...

He got nothing...

All his good thoughts were wiped out by the evil thoughts of the world, leaving only the heaviest and heaviest evil thoughts.

He doubles the evil thoughts given to him by the world and returns them to the world, indiscriminately pouring his malice into the entire world.

This is a gift given to him by the world, and his response to the world is - "destruction".

Lu Yu climbed out of the pile of dirty and smelly corpses, holding his body and looked down at his face reflected in the blood.

"Sure enough, the only person who can redeem myself is myself..."

One of those turbid black eyes turned scarlet. He reached out and gently wiped his face, his voice unconsciously softened.

"Xiao Yu'er, give up your brother, let's destroy the world together, wouldn't it be good to regain our freedom?"

"We are one. I am you. I know what you need and what you want. We can also destroy this world."

Lu Yu raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face, pressing his nails on his face: "You have to understand that you are just a sub-personality of mine. When did I give you the right to make your own decisions?! "

Scarlet eyes flashed, and the expression on his face turned into a gentle and caring look again, and he stroked his face in a flattering manner: "Xiao Yu'er, don't hit yourself all the time, you will be hurt, I It will also hurt..."

"If you continue to call me that name recklessly, I don't mind killing myself with my own hands." There was a look of impatience on his face, and he pressed his hand on the blood vessels in his neck.

"Alas... why can our dear brother call you this, but I, who are one and the same, can't?" The other hand took away his hand on the blood vessel, and said affectionately: "Obviously we are the one The most intimate person in the world?!”

"People who are closer than blood..."

Lu Yu snorted dissatisfied: "Correction, that's my brother, not yours."

His scarlet eyes flashed, and the smile on his lips was inexplicably doting.

"Yeah, my master, everything you said is right..."

"I will obey everything you say unconditionally..."