Chapter 443: Fortunately, I can't remember

It's as if Pandora's box is slowly opening, and all the evils, ugliness, and disasters in the world are fleeing with stars like a spirit butterfly that has been locked up for too long. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

These things don't seem to be in a hurry to get closer, but when they are staring at the human world, no one can escape.

Colorful magical elements vied with each other to render the oppressive sky as if it would sink at any moment, and the people of all races, who were usually wrapped in all kinds of beautiful things, showed their hideous and distorted faces in the face of life and death.

Little Meow used to think about some questions, what is a human being? Kindness, kindness, tolerance, mercy, these motifs have been recognized and celebrated by human history for generations. But when faced with difficulties that are too great for people to bear, when sensibility triumphs over reason, those motifs seem to disappear in an instant. It's like the horrific scene of people even eating people in the famine years. Maybe it's a union of angels and demons, but if so, should they be redeemed or go to hell? Xiao Meow has a headache when he thinks of this, and the child's crying makes him even more irritable, these problems always end in nothing, maybe he is not good enough, so he is very good at using a sword but rarely succeeds in guarding.

If you really can't figure it out, then don't think about it.

The scene in front of me is a carefully drawn picture of the apocalypse, and the background has been carefully rendered with the color of the flames. The flag, which was once hung on the highest place as a symbol of supremacy, was fiercely entwined with tongues of fire like maggots attached to bones, and crumbled along the foul wind. The flagpole has faintly scorched marks, mixed with cursing and crying, which makes people feel frightened.

Is this the so-called future? Little Meow has never believed in religion, but at this time, he can't help but whisper a prayer like a believer.

The next scene is faint, and it is clear that they are standing very close, but they can't see clearly. Little Meow and Evil Moon Ze vaguely saw a man and a woman facing each other at the top of the mixed colors of the clouds and elemental flames, and they looked at each other sadly, making people read that the heavens were on different sides. All the people who were fighting and cursing stopped moving, and they were silent as if they were looking up at God.

The clumsy but powerful woman stabbed the dagger into the man's chest with a certain sense of grief and indignation.

Although they are far away in the sky, this is still within the range of vision for Evil Moon Ze and Little Meow. The two people in front of them seemed to be separated from them by a thin veil, and they were so hazy that they couldn't even tell the two of them apart.

Although it was indistinguishable, Xiao Meow could feel the smile on the corner of the murdered man's mouth so strongly, and there was no resentment in his eyes.

I didn't have time for Xiao Meow to think clearly, and the color of the background had been changed unconsciously. Red, it is a dazzling red. Beyond the swaying red light is a meteor shower that is so beautiful that it is intoxicating, and countless points of light chase the last light with the last strength of their lives.

The disaster film switches to a silent film of beautiful scenery, and the silent film camera moves slowly, and the two people snuggle closely together from the edge to the center. They waited for the earth with expressions that were about to cry, and then the meteors began to die, and the silent film began to escalate towards the doomsday movie.

I have to say that if this is really a movie, then this director is definitely a representative artist of postmodern stream of consciousness. To put it simply, this headless and brainless emotional expression is simple but the relationship network is complex, and the most important thing is that no matter whether it is the protagonist or the supporting role, this drama does not show a straight face at all!

Evil Yueze stared at Xiao Meow with purple eyes, and did not move for a long time.

"If you have something to say, you can say it! Doesn't it hurt to hold it! ā€

Not to mention that watching a neurotic creation of unknown nature made Xiao Meow feel complicated, and he didn't say that he didn't know why he had a splitting headache at this time. It's just that being stared at so intently by a man who may be his rival in love, and it's not annoying to see the hell.

"By all indications, this is what the future holds." Evil Yueze said with a slight frown and tapped his forehead.

"Get out of the way! There is also the heart to sell cuteness! Fools know that this is the foreseen future world! Why knock on your head, don't you have a little price to see this kind of unnatural thing, thinking that you are alone with a headache?! Really, really! ā€

"I mean, how do we get out." Evil Tsukizawa explained.

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When someone heard this, he immediately became as fierce as an eggplant. (To be continued.) )