God forbids me to fall in love

"What's going on, there are still survivors?"

Neil poked his head out from behind with a look of surprise.

Moen moved forward alone, when the female warrior called his name solemnly.

"Moen..."

"Yes, I know."

He stretched out his hanging palms, stopped his teammates from moving forward, and silently approached the unusual survivor.

It was a veritable sick beauty, her hair color and pupils were as pure black as obsidian, making his skin paler.

He casually leaned against the bushes, surrounded by fuzzy flesh and blood, and there were a few bloodstains on his face, but his expression was very cold. These contradictions were intertwined, and the scene had an evil and decadent appearance. beauty.

"Are you ok?"

Moen wanted to slow down, but the situation is urgent.

His eyes were full of probing, and he was always staring at the other party's reaction, not wanting to let go of the slightest abnormality.

The appearance of this survivor is too strange, even if his pupils are black, people can't help but have some doubts.

The frail young man shook his head lightly, his lips pale.

Moen stood frowning for a while, then hesitantly knelt down and faced the other party.

He really wanted to ask "how did you get here", but judging by the appearance of the person, the mouth with well-shaped lips was peeled, and he didn't reply just now, it seemed that he had lost the ability to speak.

After thinking about it for two seconds, Moen didn't hesitate any more, and directly ripped off the man's collar without doing anything else.

"Feel sorry."

After saying this scene, like a hooligan, he took off the messy clothes of the other person and scanned every part of the other person's body wantonly, refusing to let go of even an inch of skin.

This is checking for red spots on spooky survivors.

In case the pupil color is somehow covered up, the second feature should still be detectable.

His movements were too sudden and unrestrained, which seemed to frighten the survivor. The other person's figure froze for a moment, holding his clothes with his weak hands like a little daughter-in-law.

But this slight resistance is ineffective.

When Moen tried to stretch the "claw" to his pants, he held Moen's wrist with a complicated expression.

"do not……"

It turned out that the other party could speak.

And the sound is pretty good.

"Moen, speed up, we're running out of time!" The male soldier stepped forward, urging Moen to move faster.

The approach of his teammates made the survivors more resistant, and Moen saw the red tips of his ears and tight lips.

"Don't be afraid, we just want to confirm your identity."

Even though he was carrying out official duties without distracting thoughts, Moen was also a little inexplicably shy.

Observing the other party's eyes drifting backwards, he understood: "Don't worry, I'm the only one watching, and I'll help you block it."

After all, he adjusted his posture.

Seeing the other party's reaction, he can basically confirm that this is indeed a human being. It is generally difficult for demons to achieve this level, because most of the demons that are still in the world are the later new generations. They have not been human since birth. Of course, there is no human nature.

Although cunning and cunning, it is still a little awkward to completely imitate people's natural reactions.

So at this moment, the real shy response from the survivors made him panic and tremble.

In my mind, I couldn't help recalling the skin I just saw.

This is actually a very strong male body, strong and strong.

Although the current state is not good, he should be a very healthy person under normal circumstances.

He has just the right thin layer of pectoral and abdominal muscles, and his skin is very white. It must feel smooth and easy to touch.In addition to the skin, he also saw some things that he shouldn't see...

stop!

How did you come up with this...

He is obviously not such a person.

Hearing the sound of swallowing saliva all of a sudden, Moen almost thought it was coming from himself, but only after looking at the scorching eyes of his upper body did he realize that it was the other party's Adam's apple that was moving.

Faced with this "simple" gaze, Moen was even more speechless. He checked a feature and turned himself into a blush.

He no longer dared to look at people.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be such a nasty, shameless person, and the emergence of subconscious thoughts hit him deeply.

After confirming that there were no red spots on the other person's body, he carefully helped him put his clothes back together, and helped him up by his shoulders.

"Sorry to offend you."

He sincerely apologized again, and then he looked at his nose and nose, and didn't dare to think about anything else.

Although suspicion is inevitable, it did make the other party suffer a lot of "humiliation".

After standing up, Moen realized that the survivor was taller than him, and he looked like a strong man. He didn't know what he had gone through to become what he is now.

"Are you from the village? We searched all over the village. How did you escape?"

When Moen was talking, the other party kept looking intently into his eyes, which made him a little uncomfortable.

The other party nodded slightly, and his eyes wandered for a moment. Before he could speak, the male survivor in the rear team had already initiated a speech on his behalf.

"Yes, that's a man from our village. He lives near the forest area to the south. I've seen him many times."

Not only Moen poked his head over, but everyone around him also looked at him.

The main reason is that this person, who was still in shock a second ago, can answer fluently at this moment, and seems to have excellent psychological quality.

But soon he regained his slump, as if the fluent testimony had been nothing more than a "return to the light."

Moen was stunned for a moment and didn't pursue further. He simply dealt with the mutilated corpse under his feet without looking at him, and bowed hastily.

"Okay, let's go!" Neil urged, everyone was very anxious about the current situation.

After all, there is an unknown conspiracy waiting for them hanging in their hearts.

Moen hurriedly tried to lead the people over, but the survivor's footsteps were completely powerless, and he was only dragged by Moen to take a step, and was about to lean sideways as if about to fall.

After he staggered for a while, Moen certainly didn't dare to let him walk alone, and decisively carried him on his back.

"It's okay, I'll take you away."

The other party struggled a little, and then obediently put his arms around Moen's neck.

Moen's body tensed all of a sudden.

It stands to reason that this is not the first time he carried someone on his back, but this time he felt itchy when the warm breath of the other party hit the back of his neck.

Youth is not important, but Moen feels that this journey must be very strenuous.

Because of his own weird state, he couldn't help thinking about things.

This mentality is too strange, even he always feels that the other party is a very familiar person.

"What's your name, have we met before?"

After finishing speaking, Moen realized that he was talking to someone again. Why on earth could he not resist his desire to talk to someone?

Obviously the other party looked very tired and exhausted.

"It's okay, you don't need to answer me, let's talk about it later." Moen turned his head slightly, "The situation is not good now, when we leave here... I have a water bottle hanging on my waist, can you drink water by yourself? Or Close your eyes and rest for a while."

"……dimension."

The man named Wei answered Moen's previous question slowly.

"...My name is Moen."

Under normal circumstances, fighters do not need to exchange names with survivors.

After that, they hurried all the way, left the village, and rushed to the main city.

When they got to the border, Moen deliberately slowed down and observed. The night was quiet, and nothing unusual happened since they returned. Maybe it was because they were too vigilant and let a demon go away.

But since we have already left far away, it is unreasonable to go back to deal with the aftermath. It is better to wait until the survivors are resettled before going back to school to report the matter, and at worst, come back again.

The town of survivors was built not far from the main city, and Moen never felt tired during the journey. Obviously this journey must be a huge physical exertion for the human body, but Wei was light on his shoulders. It's like a feather.

Even Neil, who was carrying a little girl who was much lighter than Wei, was exhausted, but Moen was full of energy, and he himself was surprised.

The condition of the survivors will be much better the next day.

They finally no longer need the physical assistance of soldiers.

Because the task was not completed due to a combination of circumstances, Moen was eager to return home, only thinking about returning to school as soon as possible to report and deal with it. At the end of the journey, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the journey, "ignoring the objects that made him distracted at first." " go

Well, no, he just "neglected" by deluding himself.

Thinking that secretly glancing at someone out of the corner of your eye and not talking to them is a sign of determination.

And Wei is probably a particularly silent person. He has never talked to anyone along the way, and even the people who testified to see him in the village at that time did not interact with him.

On the last night of the rush, a small episode happened to break this "neglect".

The female survivor in the team forgot to look at her feet and sprained her foot on a raised rock, unable to walk on her own.

"Let me do it."

Moen remembered that he was not tired after walking with someone on his back for so long before, and he was probably the most physically fit person among all the staff, so he volunteered decisively.

He was about to go forward and squat down to take the lady over when he heard a muffled groan.

The voice was relatively unfamiliar and belonged to a male.

If you take a closer look, you will feel that this humming is a bit sexy.

At least Moen curled up his fingers when he heard it, and turned his head pretending to be calm. When he saw that Wei fell down, he couldn't calm down immediately.

It's too dark now, he doesn't seem to be looking at the road, he doesn't know whether he stepped on the air or fell on the spot, and now he is sitting on the ground with one hand, looking down at his broken knee.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Moen could see that his trousers were torn at the knees, with tiny blood oozing out, and the wound quickly turned purple.

Generally speaking, there will be a period of reaction time after being injured. I don't know why Wei's bruises appear so quickly. Moen can only guess that Wei fell too hard, and his skin is too delicate.

He hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Can I still go? I'll carry you on my back."

Wei looked up at him and said nothing.

In Moen's eyes, those eyes are the eyes only poor puppies have.

Thousands of sympathies suddenly grew in his heart, he squatted down and gently wrapped the opponent's arm around his shoulders, carefully controlling his movements so as not to touch the opponent's wound.

"When it's the next resting place, let me bandage it up for you." He said distressedly.

Female survivor: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2918:00:00~2020-05-0221:21:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: who knows, 1 short ear;

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