savage planet

Gaki's head was about to explode, and he was powerlessly pushing back against the demon behind him, [No numbers are omitted here... I really wrote it, but I really can't put it here, all the omitted parts before have been written ...It’s not that I’m lazy~] It hurts!

Gaki's face was covered with cold sweat, [I feel that the writing here is quite emotional. 】but……

Maybe it's because he likes his wife so much...

At this moment, Jiaji has a sense of happiness that the other party pays attention to...

he hurts...

But there is a feeling of being needed...

The pain at the beginning has gradually eased...

[And here. 】

Seeing the man's red ears from the side, You He suddenly felt that this man is not ugly...

"Here, I'll give you everything, *!" You He's breathing gradually became unsteady, 【here too. 】【This is also the case. 】

Night, a little cold.

On the path paved with stone slabs, gusts of cold wind rolled the dead leaves and swept the hard ground coldly.The sound of washing dishes and chopsticks could be heard faintly from some houses with windows still on, which seemed a bit monotonous and cold in the silent night.

The cold moonlight shone through the thick black clouds, outlining the silhouette of a trembling man in the darkness.

He was bruised all over, like an abandoned dog, and his ankle was clearly twisted in an extremely weird position.

At some point, the small wooden door next to him opened suddenly, and an old woman came out to pour water, trembling as if very unstable.

The moment she saw Hu Bo, she let out a short exclamation, "My God!"

"Boy? Why are you here!"

Hu Bo looked up at the old grandma, his eyes were a little dull, he shook his head first, then nodded as if he understood, "..."

"What's the matter! Young man!" The old woman hurriedly put down the washbasin, her voice was slow and gentle, "Young man, why are you covered in injuries, come in quickly!"

Hu Bo quietly looked at the other party's kind face, a sudden warmth welled up in his heart, he nodded, and entered the room with the support of the old lady.

"Come on, wipe yourself off!" The grandma turned over a brand new towel, ironed it with warm water for a while, and handed it to Hu Bo, "Why are you covered in injuries all over, what happened!"

After receiving the towel, Hu Bo quietly listened to the old lady's nagging, but he was still unwilling to unbutton his clothes.

"Why don't you wipe it?" The old lady looked at the embarrassed Hu Bo kindly, and then thought of when to nod her head, "I'm sorry! Then I'll go to the back room and wipe it slowly. If you can't wipe it, call me , here is hot water."

Seeing the back of the old lady leaving, Hu Bo suddenly sighed.

Slowly loosen the robe.

It's not that I'm embarrassed, but the traces on my body are really unsightly.

In addition to the beating scars, there are also some evil bite marks, pinch marks, bruises and embarrassment.

This man is not very strong, but he is calm enough. At this moment, he is slowly wiping away those embarrassing marks over and over again. On his resolute face, a pair of tall sword eyebrows are tightly frowned again.

When I rubbed my back, my breathing became heavier and heavier, and a sense of powerlessness surged up.Even if the arm is turned over even a little bit now, it hurts like hell.

He wiped the area that could be wiped a little, and then looked at the broken ankle for a long time... Finally, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the simple furnishings in the room in a daze.

Inexplicably makes people feel sad.

He tilted his head and thought about it for a while, first he was taken aback, and then he laughed as if thinking of something.

Although it was flattened, it finally came out, didn't it?

Do you still have "Stockholm Syndrome"?

No.

Hu Bo is not very noble, and he also wants to return to him all that that man has done to him, but when he thinks about the strength and power of that man, he will feel unprecedented frustration and death.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to affirm the strength of the other party...

Looking at the cold towel in his hand, Hu Bo's mouth slowly raised a firm smile.A smile that obviously made people feel sad, but couldn't help but move.

So firm and sunny...

The flickering candle that was originally extinguished in a gust of wind.

This is how people live. If you are lonely, you will rely on each other until hatred arises... until the end, you will know that everything should not be, and you will know that the most vulnerable is this heart... get what you shouldn't get, and lose what you shouldn't lose .

Hu Bo and the idiot, Hu Bo and Cang Zhu, nothing started yet ended.It could start, but it ended in a hurry.

In the end, nothing was found.

"..."

Long gray hair fluttering gently with the wind, Cang Zhu sat on the stone pillar of the palace, watching the man enter a house.The corners of the lips drooped indifferently.

A pom-pom covered with black fine hair soundlessly pulled out from his palm and floated towards Hu Bo.

Nightmare - a monster that makes people unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Hu Bo lives in the old grandmother's abandoned house in the countryside.

The old man has no children, but there is only one house in the city, where he eats and sleeps, and there is no other place for Hu Bo to live.Of course, the grandma said that if Hu Bo didn't dislike her, she could sleep with her.

The old lady said that for the Night Demons, the closer their hair color is to the color of snow, the stronger they will be.And Cang Zhu—their Wang Mingming has gray hair, but easily won the throne.

It can be seen how strong he is...

And the human race can only be regarded as the most humble life here...

To be honest, Hu Bo has no specific plans for the present and the future.Because he found that he was too weak here, unless he could find a way to make himself stronger, otherwise everything would be empty talk.

It is not impossible for the human race to cultivate, but it takes decades or even hundreds of years to cultivate, and human beings simply can't afford it, and their talents are limited. Being able to learn one or two spells is considered an outstanding person.

The house that the old granny gave him was far away from Nightmare City.

Stepping on the path covered with thick and soft fallen leaves, you can see from a distance that the wooden house is at the end of the path.The place was covered tightly by huge fragrant trees, and some rabbits hurriedly jumped aside when they heard the sound, and then looked at the visitors from a distance.

He casually picked the wild fruit hanging in front of the window and gnawed on it.

There are also fallen leaves in front of the door of the wooden house. When the door is opened, a chilly breath blows in.

The furnishings inside are very simple, but very tasteful, simple and distant.But I don't know if it was because of dazzlement, but the moment he pushed the door open, Hu Bo seemed to see a black shadow flashing past.

He hesitated for a few seconds on the spot, coughed loudly a few times before daring to go in.

After confirming that there was nothing left, he began to pack up with a limp.

His feet are still not healed. Although the old lady hired a quack doctor to look at him, it is still some days before he recovers.

But he could always smell that there was a fragrance that didn't belong to him.

Sometimes it is very weak, sometimes it is very strong. Hu Bo always thought that it might be from some kind of plant outside the door.

The bed here is just under a huge window, and if you lie on the bed and prop up the window, you can see the shadows of the whirling trees and the fragmented moonlight outside.Hu Bo lay here after taking a shower, propping his head on one hand in a daze.

He smiled wryly. After he came here, it was really like a dream. He really wanted to pinch himself to see if he would go back to his jewelry store after waking up.Then I talked about my ridiculous dreams with my drinking and meat friends.

But he didn't pinch, because something more painful happened...

The night quietly shrouded, with black pupils, quietly staring at the person in front of him.Then it slowly covered this person, enveloping this person who does not belong to this world.

Black curly hair covered the entire bed, mysterious and eerie.

When Hu Bo gradually lost consciousness, he entered a dream mirror.

He dreamed that he was drinking tea in a teahouse. He ordered a pot of Longjing and was still wearing an ancient Chinese robe.Touching the hair, it was tied up, and the black hair was loosely tied around the waist with a ribbon.Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, the handsome yet lustrous black eyes shone with pure light.

He didn't think much about it. After all, it was a dream, and there were some strange things.

But the only thing that made me uncomfortable was that I was still wearing a tight black dress, revealing my perfect figure.Even a dream is a bit exaggerated.

Just as he was yelling for Xiao Er to serve tea, Xiao Er suddenly turned around, and before Hu Bo had time to glance at him, he was frightened.Because of the other party's familiar figure and gray hair!

When he turned around, Hu Bo was completely stunned.

day!

The opponent's face turned out to be Cang Zhu's!

Hu Bo really wanted to be woken up by fright, but this dream was very real, as if he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, he could even feel the cold sweat on his forehead and the throbbing veins on his head!

Taking a few deep breaths, Hu Bo forced himself to calm down, this was a dream after all!

Yes, this is a dream!

This is still my dream!

Hu Bo panicked, turned around and left the teahouse.After all, it is a dream, and there is no need to pay for it.

After walking a long distance, it seemed that "Little Two" could no longer be seen, so Hu Bo felt relieved.I thought about what it would be like if I saw Cang Zhu again... Now that I saw it in my dream, my first reaction was to run away!