After a long time, seeing that Timir did not speak, he sighed and said:

"Okay Timir, I will never tell you about the pre-apocalyptic events again, so that you may not be so miserable and confused, in fact, you are happy, because you are still alive after going through ups and downs, I may be able to continue to teach you to write, I mean English, I can't write Chinese characters, I can only speak...... Then you can write a book, an autobiography about you, and if you do, please show it to me, and I think it must be the most beautiful text, even if it tells a very sad story. “

"Is this an agreement, Als?"

"Yes, it can be an agreement if you think so."

"Ars, you are such a good man, thank you for giving me an appointment, I feel like I suddenly have a dream! Yes, I'm going to write a book, but first I'm going to learn how to write with you. ”

"Yes."

"Ars, you are a good person, unlike other men, I will sleep directly after they sleep, and they will never talk to me so much."

"Because I'm old."

"No, you're great, trust me, after all, I'm probably more experienced than you when it comes to things like sleeping, so I can give you a fair judgment."

"Really? Hehe, thank you, Timir, I feel incredibly proud. ”

"Of course, although this is the end of the world, a man who can make a woman comfortable is still worthy of praise and praise, even if you are already an old man."

"Haha, you're so good at talking, dear, I like you."

"Really? Is this a confession? Then Als, will you let me stay with you? I'm much younger than you, and maybe you'll die in a few years, after all, we don't have any rough stones. You die, I can burn the body of the companion, and then remember you, maybe I can give you a child before then, do you have a child? ”

"Kid?"

The old man's eyes were misty, as if he was reminiscing.

"Well, there were."

"So where is he?"

"I guess it's dead, it's been gone for many years, and it's gone with the outbreak of the apocalypse."

"That's right, we can have another child, can't we? Just like everyone else, I know that even in the apocalypse, there are people who are very capable of having children, Lucibi, who sells cucumbers in the west of the city, she has given birth to three in the past two years, and the man who made her have so many children has run away, do you know why? ”

Ars smiled and shook his head, and Timir said coquettishly:

"Because he can't afford it! Haha, he called Lucippi the sow! ”

It is true that Timir is not mature enough, and her life has been too hard, so that even a little fun can make her smile.

Als laughed out loud twice, indicating that this might indeed be a joke.

Timir suddenly hugged Els and said softly:

"Honey, don't giggle, how about we live together?"

"You deserve better."

"No, Ars, you know, better things have never befallen me, I've never even had a good one, so Als, so be it, give me the good one, I don't need better! You're good, I'll be satisfied, okay? Kiss me! Let's blend together in this rain, shall we? ”

Timir raised his mouth and looked at Ars, that youth, that kind of sunshine, that Els's eyes were bright.

Yang Mu also watched all this, and in their room, his soul was floating invisibly in the corner.

He was a bit of a fan of Timir's short blonde hair, and she was obviously covered with makeup on her face to hide that she might not be very skinny, and she looked white and clean, as if it were Marilyn Monroe.

Yang Mu just thought like this in his heart, and suddenly the house was shattered.

Yang Mu was in a trance.

And then I thought it was wonderful.

It's a spectacular scene, and all of them are going in circles.

His soul, broken wood, broken furniture, tiles, flowers, glowing pieces of iron, and Timir and Arth who were already hugging each other, and then more people, more items.

Yang Mu suddenly woke up.

It's a raging typhoon coming!

Did it go fifty kilometers so fast?

Or has your soul been wandering here for a long time?

This is possible, after all, when he is in a state of wandering, he can't actually control time and space.

No!

Silent roar!

Yang Mu felt sorry.

Such a poor girl, she finally had a dream in life, finally found a man for herself, and she survived in this world through a lot of hardships.

But suddenly, a fierce hurricane was about to kill her.

Yang Mu felt that this was a complete tragedy.

He thought of himself, too.

In the past, it was not easy for him to live.

What is the meaning of life, what is the meaning of gaining, what is the meaning of gaining?

Suddenly, Yang Mu's soul was pulled back into his body, and then he kept gasping.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

The rain was still pouring down, and a curtain of rain had formed outside the cave.

Xiao Ai was still sleeping there, and Liu Qingqing didn't wake up.

The water in the hot spring was still so comfortable, which made Yang Mu's muscles all over his body relax.

He looked down at himself, he was strong, his skin was smooth, and his texture was full.

After looking at it for a long time, it seems that the eyes can see through the skin and see the muscles, blood vessels, blood, and internal organs.

You can even hear their ringing, and your heart is beating powerfully.

Closing his eyes, Yang Mu's mind appeared with the huge tornado and its devastating momentum.

This power seems to pass through the illusion of the wind that he can control, because the hurricane has the power to destroy everything, although it may not really be able to destroy everything.

In the pre-apocalyptic era, Yang Mu didn't know if there was such a hurricane.

Anyway, now that it has, it may be affected by the global radiation of the power of fantasy, and this hurricane also carries fantasy energy, which is why it can be so huge and invincible.

Want to get stronger!

I want to be stronger again.

It seemed that Yang Mu came to the middle of the hurricane in an instant, feeling the invasion of a powerful force, and he stood still, like a mountain.

The power of the twelfth level of Huang is exploding, but there is no direction.

After a long time, the sky was already bright, and Yang Mu was still immersed in his body.

There was no progress, and he didn't get anything in the end, but the sight of the wind sweeping and destroying the withering and decaying was deeply rooted in his heart, especially the helplessness of humanity in front of it, the frustration, the loss, the despair.

......

"Ah, I'm so tired!"

Xiao Ai stretched her waist and got up, and frowned when she looked outside the cave.

"It seems to be raining?"

Yang Mu stopped all illusions, slowly opened his eyes, and snorted coldly.

"Are you stupid? Is it like that heavy rain? ”

At this time, Liu Qingqing also woke up, first alarmed by the sound of heavy rain outside, looked sideways, and said in a daze:

"It's raining, like?"

Yang Mu rolled his eyes.

Silly woman, silly woman, sometimes women are really stupid.

"Okay, okay, it's time for me to give you an injection."

Xiao Ai took out the needle and medicine from the small bag she didn't know where to get it.

It is estimated that it is the kind of drug that inhibits the nerves she said, which can block the release of fantasy energy.

This thing is really powerful, and sure enough, one thing drops one thing.

Yang Mu did not make a breakthrough in the yellow fantasy overnight, but he had already recovered the original stone fantasy ability.

Xiao Ai didn't know yet, because the time of this potion was twenty-four hours to take effect.

Yang Mu didn't move, waiting for Xiao Ai to come over, and when he was close to the edge of the pool, he suddenly made a move, grabbed the needle and pulled her directly into the water, and injected a tube of medicine into her body.

"Ahhh

Xiao Ai's body is not a physical body, but it is transformed into a physical existence with fantasy energy, which simulates the human body.

The drug took effect quickly on the body, directly attacking Xiao Ai's simulated nerves, and the effect was remarkable, Xiao Ai couldn't maintain her fantasy form, and turned into that set of clothes again.

"How so? Why is this happening? Can you move? ”

Yang Mu said lightly: "But so, you dare to talk to me." ”

As he spoke, Yang Mu put this set of clothes into the space ring.

Sure enough, although it has intelligence, when the fantasy energy is not excited, it is still a dead thing and can be put into the spatial ring.

Yang Mu didn't plan to kill Xiao Ai.

This is a good opportunity to destroy her, just destroy her clothes.

But after all, Xiao Ai let him go yesterday, for this master whose subjective consciousness is not clear, Yang Mu has to cultivate slowly, anyway, the space ring is a zero change space, she has just been invaded by a spiritual toxin, and it will be in this state when she takes it out of the space ring again, Yang Mu has time to consume with her.

Put on his clothes, turn on the phantom body for three seconds, and return directly to the place where Wen Sijia and they lived.

Everyone was melancholy in the room, and the rain outside was so heavy that they couldn't use the blue fantasy to conjure an umbrella and go out to find someone.

Seeing Yang Mu suddenly appear, the people gathered in a room were overjoyed, and Si Jia came up and said:

"But it's back, how's it going? What's planned today? ”

Yang Mu's brows furrowed slightly, there are too many people in the city, after all, they don't adapt to it, and they don't like this feeling.

"I saw that the hurricane is coming, a super hurricane, has destroyed many places 100 kilometers away, and now the heavy rain continues, and I don't know when it will stop, I will continue to rest today, I can't adapt to the too dense humans in the city, or go outside the city, rest assured, I can come back as soon as possible, Li Baozhu is my secret agent."

"Huh?"

Li Baozhu didn't understand, but Wen Sijia did, within a certain range, Yang Mu could know Li Baozhu's thoughts, and he would know the situation here.

"Your face is not good?"

Wen Sijia saw Yang Mu's problem.

"Well, I went through some things last night, and then I saw some things as well, that hurricane...... Forget it, let's stay here anyway. I estimate that there will be more refugees here, although the doomsday hurricane is ferocious, but people are living beings, I believe that there will be many survivors who have lost their homes, go back and ask those people you collected to get some news, if there is a chance, I want to release food, you can handle the specific things, I will provide food. ”

Yang Mu has learned smartly, Wen Sijia's ability to do things surpasses her in many aspects, so what she can do will be handed over to her directly, which is definitely better than doing it herself.

After arranging all this, Yang Mu turned on the three-second phantom body again, and returned directly to Shandong, and saw Liu Qingqing carrying his pants and trying to put them on, and at the same time spoke softly:

"Hey, anyone? You two? Feed? Where did it go? ”