The end of the world was bullied and cried again

a month later.

Fang Muqi and Jiang Nanxu finally passed through the damned jungle.

Facing the pouring sunlight, Fang Muqi was not used to it, but he just tossed the hair on his forehead twice, with a calm expression.

The evolved body, even if it has been walking for several days, still does not feel uncomfortable.

Into the city.

It seems to have arrived in another world.A broken, desolate city.

The cracked ground fissures stretched aimlessly, extending to the limit of sight.

A faint fishy smell wafted over, which should be the result of dilution of the overly strong smell below.

"Where do you want to go?" Jiang Nanxu asked.

Fang Muqi curled his lips into a smile, stepped over the crack, and walked straight forward.

Jiang Nanxu silently followed.

The strange figure attracted the attention of many people. They hid in the dark or in the light, watched coldly, and their eyes were full of jealousy and greed for their clean faces.

But dare not make a move. In the disorderly world, only superpowers can do this.

Gradually approaching the city.

Unlike the surrounding environment, the inside is actually clean.

At least there are no people wandering around in rags, and there are no strange smells.

Time passed, and the two were surrounded by empty and narrow streets.

A person wearing dirty but intact clothes.

Fang Muqi felt that he must have changed, and he couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or contempt.

These people maintained ridiculous faces, and their extremely greedy and distorted eyes scratched everything about the two of them.

"Do you know this person?" Jiang Nanxu calmly took out Ji Liang's photo, "If you want to live, please answer my question."

The poisonous spikes entangle these clowns quietly, and as long as there is a slight movement, their lives will end.

The greedy and distorted gaze instantly turned into fear, but the hot emotion inside seemed to be on fire.

"Your taste must be good." The man with black paint on his face licked his chapped lips.

"It must taste good." "Delicious." "Hey, delicious."

The rest repeated meaninglessly.

The stinger was thrust down, but without success.

The bright colors of roses cover up the gray, and the flying petals create a beauty that does not belong to the present.

When Jiang Nanxu didn't pay attention, Fang Muqi flashed up to the man painted with black paint. The sharp dagger pierced into the man's eyes with a light force. the scapula.

There was a sound of air piercing on the right.

The dagger changed its arc, turned around and kicked at the fist that was coming to the side.

Fang Muqi stabilized his figure, with green shackles wrapped around his waist, he didn't do anything, just waited obediently, waiting for those who might be angry to finish.

However, he still wants to protest, he can't hide behind people all his life, just in case...

In case... there is no chance of revenge, he will never forgive himself.

This time, they quarreled.

It was really the first quarrel in the true sense, the person who has been following and pampering me became unreasonable, even more unreasonable than when I forced myself to be with him.

Fang Muqi easily escaped from the man's ability to control himself, and he couldn't understand the other party's thinking.

"Perhaps, we should calm down." Fang Muqi said.

"What are you going to do?!" Jiang Nanxu looked displeased and stared at him sternly, "I won't allow you to leave my sight."

Fang Muqi couldn't maintain his superficially calm expression and resentfully said: "...you are always like this...you are always like this! Why, what do I want to do, you don't care!"

After the words fell, the almost invisible back proved his determination.

Fang Muqi didn't stop until he could no longer feel the oppressive feeling, and kicked towards the dustbin lying quietly as if venting his anger.

With a bang, the dustbin rolled away.

"Ah!" screamed almost crying, "my bowl! Which one kills a thousand dollars, even the trash can!"

Fang Muqi, who happened to be in a bad mood, turned his head and looked at the crying person: "Huh?"

Like the black brake of hell, it successfully shocked the person who made the noise.

The person who came out was a petite boy. The boy sniffed and pouted his mouth in grievance: "In this world, can't you even cry? What's the point of living!"

"..."

"This big brother, do you like it? How about letting me take it if you don't like it? You see it looks so ugly, it can't be called your beauty at all." The boy wiped his tears, soft and waxy road.

Fang Muqi's eyes were cold, looking at the boy pretending to be a little white rabbit in front of him. None of the people who can live to this day is a simple character, but he is not going to grab a trash can.

Default boy take away attitude.

"Then I took it? I really took it?" The boy confirmed again and again, "Big brother, you don't want this, right?"

"Get out." Fang Muqi had a headache from his quarrel, and he had no good temper at all.

Seeing this, the boy quickly picked up the dustbin that was about to fall apart, hurriedly dragged it away, walked for a while, stopped, and turned around.

"Hey, big brother, do you have nowhere to go? How about going to my place?"

Fang Muqi raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"Sure?"

"Sure." The boy grinned and smiled brightly, "Big brother looks really kind."

Fang Muqi couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: I believe you are an idiot.