"You, what are you doing!"

The pot was messy in the wind, "You actually put your soul together for the sake of those three white-eyed wolves." Which of your tendons is wrong! ”

"It's okay with those three white-eyed wolves." Fang Ru said, "It's you who have a relationship. What is to eliminate harm for the people, that is just an excuse for you to devour the soul. In the end, you are still for yourself! Oh, just because they're a bunch of rotten people, you can eat with peace of mind? No matter how bad they are, they are also human beings, and they also have the right to be reincarnated and reborn, and they should not be lonely souls and wild ghosts for eternity until the day when the earth is swallowed by the red giant star in four billion years! They deserve to be punished, but not like that! ”

The zombies behind him got closer and closer, which was equivalent to getting closer and closer to Fang Ru, and the pot was anxious: "What is not like this." They will harm people to the point that they will never recover, and they can't afford to be punished for being lonely ghosts and ghosts for eternity. They deserve to be eaten! ”

"Look, 'deserve to be eaten'!" Fang Ruqing was so excited that he shouted out regardless of the approaching zombies, "That's what you really think in your heart!" They deserve to be eaten, why do they deserve to fill your stomach, and what right do you have to decide what punishment others deserve. Are you God! You took advantage of others, ate others, let other people's flesh melt into yours, and then deserved to be done?! You can eat as much as you want, and don't look for those high-sounding reasons! ”

"Thou ......"

The eyes of the pot soul glanced behind them. Sure enough, the zombie moved its legs significantly faster. "Okay, okay, it's my fault, you're right, okay? Auntie and grandmother hurry up and pull me back, I also stay away from the wall, beware of zombies! ”

"It's fine. I deliberately brought the zombies here. ”

Fang Ru said unusually calmly.

"Thou, thou shalt ...... why"

"To give you a taste of what it's like to be eaten." Fang Ru said.

"Don't be stupid, zombies won't eat me!" The pot hurriedly said. But there were alarm bells in my heart.

Fang Ru was going to throw him into the zombie pile and starve to death? No, maybe Fang Ru already knew, he wouldn't actually starve to death! It will only endure the torment of hunger forever, second by second, gradually madness, gradual distortion. But even if he loses his mind, hunger will follow him and become his only instinct, the only thing he can feel.

Just like what he had experienced in the hundreds of years he had been sealed!

"That's true." Fang Ru nodded, "But we can simulate it." As a vouch for my personal experience, the feeling of being eaten by you is similar to the feeling of being thrown into a pile of zombies. The pain of the soul being sucked corresponds to the pain of hunger; Obviously the soul is sucked but can't scream, can't call for help, even if it asks for help, no one will believe the panic, corresponding to the panic that is obviously hungry but can't find food, surrounded by a group of human figures, but none of them can put their mouths in panic; Knowing that someone can eat your soul at will but can't do anything, you can only feel the feeling of being afraid all the time, corresponding to the feeling of knowing that there will be a moment when you will start to feel hungry but you can't do anything, and you can only tremble and pray that this moment will come later. You see, what a match! ”

"Thou ......"

The pot has nothing to say.

Fang Ru's eyes were full of anger and he looked at him with hatred.

These...... Did she go through it herself?

Yes, how did he forget that people are very sensitive to the damage of the soul. Just by moving his thoughts, the hollowness of his own soul will also exert a suction force on Fang Ru's soul, just like his mouth is attached to her soul and sucked. Even if he hadn't actually sucked her soul into his mouth, her soul would have felt it.

Maybe this feeling is not so strong that it hurts, but it is still a great torture for her.

Because that's a kind of man-made knife, and I feel like fish.

There is no way to save yourself but to resign yourself to fate.

That's why she empathizes so much with that family of three.

She did it not for the sake of the three white-eyed wolves, but for herself.

"If I don't eat them, I will eat you." The pot unconsciously slipped out of this sentence.

After saying that, he regretted it. Isn't this the same as blackmailing her!

But...... What he said was true. That's it, even if it's better for her to recognize the facts. This world is like this, either you die or I die, she still has to adapt quickly.

Thinking like this, the pot didn't realize that he was putting himself in the position of educating Fang Ru.

However, Fang Ru sneered, as if he had heard some extremely sarcastic joke.

"I'm not kidding. This is a true fact! There is a limit to my patience with hunger, and I will have to eat even if I don't want to. If you want to save others, you can only sacrifice you. Will those who have been saved thank you for not being able to? The pot said sharply.

Fang Ru didn't believe him, it was too simple. Is there any morality and ethics in this world?

No, we have to find a way to give her a strong stimulus to open her eyes and see the real world.

The pot pursed his lips and thought about what to do. It is necessary to make Fang Ru unforgettable, but not to hurt her. Even if you can't avoid the injury, try to minimize it.

But Fang Ru sneered: "Yes, Master." If I don't obey again, are you going to hit me in the palm of my hand with a ring ruler? ”

A smile faded from her face, "As if you weren't going to eat me." ”

"Of course I won't ......"

"You will!"

This time, Fang Ru shouted: "Don't tell me that you will never hurt me." You have no reason! Don't forget that this is the last days, there is no morality, only profit! And your interest is only to use me to find more living people for food, and finally use me as food. I'm just a puppet and a tool for you to forage! ”

The pot was speechless in shock.

His only feature, the mouth, was half-open in a daze, occasionally snorting unconsciously.

And the opposite of the shock of the pot was Fang Ru's nervousness.

Finally said the most important thing.

Cold sweat slid through the corners of her forehead, and Fang Ru didn't dare to wipe it, lest the guy who had no eyes but could see more clearly than anyone else would find out that she was weak.

It is said that it is the end of the world, and morality has collapsed, but in fact, it has only been seven days since the emergence of the zombie virus to today, and in fact, the social order has not yet completely collapsed.

That's why she dared to fight and carry out a moral attack.

She had to. Unless that's the case, there's no other way she can stop the pot from doing whatever it wants. Who should eat and who should not eat is just a matter of words. Today's pot is eating the soul of that family of three, who knows who he will eat tomorrow? Who knows if he cares if that unlucky guy "deserves to be eaten"? Who knows if he didn't even bother to find a reason? If he couldn't find the soul, wouldn't he have to come and eat her?

But all addictive things are getting deeper and deeper step by step. Fang Ru discovered that sucking soul is the same as smoking and drinking to the pot, and even xidu. In that case, it must be done from the start.

Fang Ru took a deep breath and pointed with her chin at the box of braised pork rice bowls that she had just put on the wall. "Didn't you say you could eat ordinary food? Then eat well. If you can eat ordinary supplies all the time, then I promise, I can give you as much as you want. But if you eat the soul, no matter who is being eaten and what is eating him, then ......" Fang Ru swallowed his saliva, and at the same time secretly took out the potion from the space and held it in the palm of his hand, "It seems that the fate of the two of us walking together can only end here." ”

Her hands were hanging by her side, blocked behind by the fence, and the pot could not be seen. But he was still aware of it.

If nothing else, as long as she is that person, she will definitely be ready for the final killer move at this moment.

The pot especially wants to laugh at the moment. He wanted to ask Fang Ru, what are the chances of Ru Jue's Ru winning? If I open my mouth slightly, even if it is just to lick your soul, you will immediately collapse to the ground, and let me rub it round and flatten.

But even so, you will do it without hesitation.

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, you will never bend your knees. Even if your tendons are broken and broken, you must keep your bottom line. You used to be like this, and after a bowl of Meng Po soup was poured, you were still like this.

Silly cute.

Unconsciously, the face of the pot was smeared with a little smile, a lot of warmth, a lot of sadness, through memory, across a long period of time to today......

"Whew!" Fang Ru suddenly shouted.

The pot was taken aback. Hey, don't spoil the atmosphere, okay, I haven't moved enough.

"Forget it! My self-defense! ”

Fang Ru jumped up with a burning buttocks, grabbed the hemp rope that was attached to the head of the wall and threw it out of the courtyard.

So the pot watched as the end of the hemp rope made a graceful arc in the air and landed softly on the road outside the courtyard wall.

And then Sparta!

"Hey!! Thou shalt throw the rope out, how can thou pull me in! "The expression of the pot at the moment can be compared with the rampaging comics. Although the zombies were used as a backdrop by him and Fang Ru, they didn't feel discouraged at all, they approached the direction of the park step by step when they were here, and now they are only a few meters away from the pot!

He was thrown into a pile of zombies, and no living person would ever come near him!

Fang Ru's treacherous plan succeeded, and he was very excited: "Now your rations will be cut off by me." Of course you can still eat me. But I'm the only one who can get you out of the zombie pile. What if you touched my soul...... It's not that I don't want to catch you, it's that my soul is damaged, I fainted, and when I fall, I may fall to my head, and when I wake up, I may forget about you and leave directly~~"

After speaking, Fang Ru looked at the pot that was already completely stupid, held up the still warm braised pork rice bowl with one hand, pointed at himself with the other, and gritted his teeth and smiled: "Ask again, dear Mr. Pot, do you choose my soul feast, or the fragrant braised pork in my hand?" ”

“……”

The pot sincerely apologized to Meng Po: I'm sorry. I should not doubt the power of your soup. I don't know this second goods. I confess my mistake to you. A bow...... Two bows...... Three bows......

"Hey, are you talking? Which one to choose? Fang Ru stood on tiptoe and stretched her neck, bouncing on the stone on the foot, and then didn't know what to think and put the braised pork on her head, "Which is more delicious, you see me or the braised pork?" It's more delicious, it's more delicious, it's delicious~~" tune see I'm a stuccomaker.

The pot that was blinded by Fang Ru couldn't stand it, and at the same time, the zombie's low groan blew to the back of his neck, which was so cold that he almost jumped up: "Why don't you throw the braised pork to me to eat!" Oh no, why don't you hurry up and pull me back!! ”