Half a year is fleeting.

In the past six months, Fang Mo was imprisoned in a room of less than twenty square meters, not even the slightest sunlight could be seen, and every day he was faced with only a wall with a little blood and a corpse that had turned into a skeleton but was still emitting a foul smell.

Every day, he has two hours of wind.

In these two hours, he encountered the torture and ravages from Ye Chengcheng, and the squeezing continued......

He thought about resisting, but gradually, he found out to his horror that he had accepted the absurd eschatological arguments.

In the house, he had just shot two flying pigeons with a bow and arrow, and then skinned two pigeons, as well as an animal that he usually liked.

In the evening, Ye Chengcheng will cook for him and wait for him to go out.

Take a bath and squeeze!

Ka!

The door opened.

The blazing light shone in from the outside, making the house, which had long been out of power, instantly restore its light, but he was very uncomfortable and raised his hand to block it.

"Almost, tomorrow's end is coming, although you are not too prepared during this time, but if you want to live, it is too simple."

Ye Tingcheng stood outside the door, waiting for him to get used to the light, then walked over, beat him soft, dragged him halfway, she suddenly woke up: "By the way, the end of the world will come tomorrow, I shouldn't let you become like noodles again." ”

"Forget it, it's done!"

She shook her head and continued to drag Fang Mo outside.

The sunlight outside pierces through the glass, illuminating the clean and warm living room, and on the coffee table, there are several notebooks.

"The book on the table is something I left for you, you will understand why I am so sure after reading it, and ......" Ye Chengcheng took a breath and threw him into the bathroom.

"You stink too much, wash it first!"

As he spoke, ignoring Fang Mo's helpless and desperate eyes, he just picked up the soap, and... The legendary steel wool ball brushed his body.

"Pain can make you more conscious, and remembering this is especially important for you."

Ye Qingcheng muttered while brushing, there was reluctance in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by tyranny and madness, as if she had changed her soul in an instant.

After washing, she took out a few clothes from the closet next to her, threw them on the sofa, and began her daily homework...... Squeeze!

The sound of the delight came out, the sound that made people want to explode, and from her intonation, it made people feel endlessly hungry.

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Fang Mo was lying on the sofa so softly, his eyes were blank, he knew how Ye Qingcheng subdued him, because he had also learned.

But I don't know if it's a talent limit, he will be knocked down every time, and then accept everything enviable in humiliation.

Everyone knows that once a day, that's a wonderful life, two or three times, that's heaven.

Five times or six times, it belongs to the mortal world.

Seven times eight times...... Belong to hell!

Nine times ten times, purgatory is nothing more than that!

On average, he had about nine times a day, and if you count weekends and Sundays, it would be amazing, an average of more than ten times a day.

Lunatic!

Beelzebub!

Wicked girl!

The Great Demon King in the Truest Sense!

This is Fang Mo's biggest feeling.

But even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't, he couldn't even control his own body......

Looking at Ye Tingcheng, who had painted her makeup and stood up beautifully, Fang Mo moved his eyes, he never doubted that she would cheat.

Every time she dresses up so beautifully, she will inevitably go out.

In this way, he will be able to enjoy the beauty of the sun.

Life is really difficult.

Nineteen years later, he never felt that sunshine was sometimes so desirable.

"I'll go first, you will recover in about five or six hours, I will teach you everything that can be taught during this time, plus the things I left for you in my notes, so that you can survive the early stage without problems, and you will find your own way in the middle and later stages."

"Don't think that you are weak, in fact, if you are not weak now, even those who have passed the early stage will not be able to beat you."

"What you lack most now is courage and experience, but by tomorrow, you should understand it all."

Ye Qingcheng pulled his hair back, revealing a demonic smile that looked charming to outsiders, but seemed like a satanic smile to Fang Mo: "I really can't bear you." ”

"It's a pity, I don't want you to see my monster side, wait for me, in this life, I will rise more quickly."

She whispered a few words, opened the door and walked out.

Fang Mo didn't hear her last words clearly, otherwise she would have known that she should have gone to a distant place, or even spent her most difficult time.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the sun outside the window.

……

At night, everything is silent.

Fang Mo woke up from his sleep, he was used to the darkness, and he was not frightened by the silent room where there was still a little light in front of him.

He was just curious, why didn't Ye Tingcheng take him back today?

"Quack..."

Because of the sleeping position, the bones on his body were a little uncomfortable, and as he got up, there was a sound like fried beans.

This night's sleep is the most comfortable.

It can be said that it has been the most comfortable in the past six months.

He fumbled his way to the switch, turned on the light, and glanced around the room, a little dazed.

Poking his head out, he came to the kitchen lightly, took a look, and found that no one was there, and the prison cell where he was even darker, and there was no light at all.

"Allure?"

The threat of more than half a year made him deeply sink two words in his mind...... Defeated!

So he didn't want to run at the first time, besides, in fact, no matter what, his life is still very good.

It can be said that half the day is in purgatory, half the day is in heaven, and half the day is on earth.

At least, Ye Tingcheng didn't slaughter him, did he?

However, there was no response in the room, and there was a deep silence, so that only the cold air of Sensen came out of this room.

"Where did she go?" He shook his head, then subconsciously looked at the basic notes on the coffee table, walked over quickly, opened a book, and flipped through it.

There are a few anime pictures on the notebook that are cutely pasted, which were selected by the two of them together before.

Swish!

The first page was opened by him, and a cute emoji was depicted on it, and on the bottom was written: "I know that you are used to turning the third book on your right hand, don't be in a daze, look at it!" ”

Fang Mo nodded, and subconsciously turned the second page.

It was full of Juanxiu's notes, and the first line told him the source of everything:

"Isn't it strange to you, why am I so sure that the end times are coming?"

"Don't nod your head, stupid, the old lady is annoyed when she looks at you, so you can't be domineering?"

Fang Mo hurriedly straightened up, and then saw:

"Don't you like to watch the crossing the most? Well, the old lady has crossed over, and she has crossed back from fifteen years later! ”

"At first, I didn't believe it, but when things happened, I had to believe it, remember? I asked you that day, what time did my aunt have a car accident? ”

"If you remember, you will know that I already knew at that time that what I experienced was not a dream!"

"Half a year later, the end of the world is coming, and the whole world will fall into chaos, and two-thirds of the world's population will die directly or indirectly from the corpse... It's a zombie! ”

"But this zombie of the last days is very different, in short, their weakness is not the head, but the ......"