Maybe it's suddenly idle and bored, and Shan Xin also lets Qingxue tell stories on the side, listening to it with relish.

"I think it's a good place to make a movie." Shan Xin didn't realize that he had been infected by Qingxue, and he could hear it, so he added his own highlights.

"Movies?"

"That's right, movies, after the city is gone. There is no exaggerated collapse like the end of the world, the world is still there, and it is only the city that is dying. Without human beings, there is no civilization, and the prosperous buildings are withering little by little, and the sky is dark all day long, losing the grace of light.

After speaking, the single core pointed to the sky, "Just like now." ”

"And then?" The narrator of the story becomes the listener, and the original listener becomes the new narrator.

"Then, in fact, the people here have not completely disappeared, and there are still a small number of survivors who are surrounded by monsters. They hid in a corner of the rubble, expecting someone to come and save them. ”

"Will anyone come?"

"Yes, if not, it won't be a movie." Shan Xin tilted his head and glanced at Qingxue with disdain, "There is actually a group of people in the outside world who keep the weapons of civilization, and they are fighting the monsters that have invaded their homes while searching for surviving companions. But the people here don't know that they are helpless and weak, and they can only pray to God, and they say, "God, save your people." ”

Qingxue didn't interject anymore, and quietly wanted to listen to this story.

"They prayed every day and couldn't do anything but pray. In the ruins of the monsters, God is the only hope for the survivors. ”

"Life went on like this, and some people were taken away by monsters, and they didn't dare to cry. Some people fell seriously ill, they didn't dare to bury it, and some people couldn't stand it and rushed out crazy, they didn't dare to save it. ”

"Until one day, it was as if God had really heard their prayers."

The roar of artillery fire outside the city lured the monsters out of the city, and the survivors were suddenly hopeful, and they said that God had mercy and sent angels to save them. But they were so frightened that even though they knew that there was an angel sent by God, they still didn't dare to go out, and quietly hid in a corner and listened to the sound of gunfire outside. ”

Bang! ——

Maybe it's a hallucination, as if there really is a sparse burst of gunfire, as if to match the story of the single core.

"As the gunfire gets louder, the hope of the survivors grows, and they pray more and more. The survivors heard the oracle of God, who said that good would triumph over evil, and that angels would slay down all demons. The survivors shouted, but by this time, the sound of the guns had weakened, and the screams of the monsters had also faded. ”

The survivors fell silent, holding their heads up and waiting for their fate to be decided. Wait for the angels to lift the ceiling where they are hiding and give light into their eyes. Or the demons chew the angels' wings to celebrate with their blood. ”

Bang! ——

"And what about the end?" Qingxue asked anxiously.

"The end? No one opened the veil of fate, perhaps the angels prevailed, but they were not found. Perhaps the demons have triumphed, and the blood of the angels is more delicious. Maybe it's a lose-lose situation, and both the angel and the demon have their last breath left, as long as these survivors stand up and give the demon a gentle touch, then they will win. ”

But the survivors just held their heads up and waited, waiting for the judgment of fate, but in the end they didn't wait for anything, and had to live the same life as before. The days when I didn't dare to cry, I didn't dare to bury, I didn't dare to save. ”

"Alas...... I thought it was going to be ......."

Bang! ——

Bang! ——

……

The continuous gunfire suddenly interrupted Qingxue's emotion, and the two of them were startled and stood up at the same time.

"This gunshot is real! I thought you had a background music for your storytelling! Qingxue stared intently in the direction where the gunfire came from, and the purple whip in her hand was tightly clenched.

In an instant, there was a holy light between heaven and earth.

The dazzling white light swept away the darkness of the city, and the smoke of countless bullets and artillery fire turned into gunsmoke, frozen into a pair of illusory wings. The black combat suit wrapped tightly around the righteous body, and it tumbled down from the sky. All the demonic monsters were vulnerable to his spear, and the Sea of Darkness was eventually broken open as God stabbed the flame-burning sword into the earth.

It was as if the divine light of God tore through the black cloud curtain, and the angel slowly descended.

"I thought it would be a victory for the angels." Hua Yuman walked over to the two with a smile, and finished the words that Qingxue had just been interrupted.