doomsday son-in-law
Chapter 1166 The Hurricane Strikes
Chapter 1166 The Hurricane Strikes
After a long time, seeing that Timir didn't speak anymore, he sighed and said:
"Okay Timir, I will never tell you about the things before the end, so that you may not be so painful and confused. In fact, you are happy, because you are still alive after going through ups and downs. Maybe I can continue to teach you how to write , I mean English, I can’t write Chinese characters, I can only speak…………… Then you can use the characters I taught you to write a book, an autobiography about you, if you write , please bring it to me to read, I think it must be the most beautiful text, even if it tells a very sad story."
"Is this an agreement, Els?"
"Yes, it can be a convention if you think about it that way."
"Els, you are such a good man, thank you for giving me an agreement, I feel like I suddenly have a dream! Yes, I want to write a book, but first I have to learn to write from you."
"Yes."
"Els, you are a good man. You are different from other men. I go to bed directly after they sleep. You 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 extremely proud."
"Of course, although this is the end, a man who can make women comfortable is still worthy of praise and praise, even if you are an old man."
"Haha, you are so talkative honey, I like you."
"Really? Is this a confession? Els, let me be with you, okay? I'm much younger than you, maybe you'll die in a few years, after all we don't have rough stones. You're dead, I can burn your dead body and remember you, maybe I can give you a child before that, do you have a child?"
"child?"
The old man's eyes were blurred, as if he was recalling.
"Uh, yes."
"Then where is he?"
"I think it should be dead. It hasn't been seen for many years. It disappeared with the outbreak of the apocalypse."
"That's right, we can have another child, can't we? Just like other people, I know that even in the apocalypse, there are people who are very capable of having children. Lucy, who sells cucumbers in the west of the city, has given birth to three in the past two years." Well, the man who made her give birth to so many children has run away, do you know why?"
Els smiled and shook his head, Timir said softly:
"Because he can't afford it! Haha, he calls Lucy a sow!"
Timir is really immature, her life is too hard, so any little fun can make her smile.
Els laughed twice, indicating that this might indeed be a joke.
Timir suddenly hugged Els and said softly:
"Honey, don't smirk, shall we live together?"
"You deserve better."
"No, Els, you know, nothing better has ever come to me, and I've never had even a good one, so Els, so be it, give me the good, I don't need better! You're good and I'll be content, okay? Kiss me! Let's get together in this rain?"
Timir raised his mouth, facing Els, such youth, such sunshine, let Els see the brightness in his eyes.
Yang Mu also watched all this, just in their room, his soul floating invisibly in the corner.
He kind of likes Timir's short blonde hair. Her face is obviously covered with makeup, which hides that she may not have very good skin. To me, she looks fair and white, like Marilyn Monroe.
Just as Yang Mu thought this way, the house suddenly shattered.
Yang Mu was in a trance.
Then feel strangely wonderful.
This scene is so spectacular, everything is spinning in circles together.
His soul, broken wood, broken furniture, tiles, flowers and plants, glowing iron pieces, and Timur and Els who have embraced each other, and then there are more people and more objects.
Yang Mu suddenly woke up.
It's a violent typhoon!
Has it traveled fifty kilometers so quickly?
Or is it that his soul has actually wandered here for a long time?
This is possible, after all, when he is in the state of a wandering soul, he actually cannot control time and space.
Do not!
Silent roar!
Yang Mu felt sorry.
Such a poor girl, she finally had a dream in life, and finally found a man for herself, she survived in this world through untold hardships.
But suddenly a violent hurricane wanted to take her life.
Yang Mu felt that this was a complete tragedy.
He also thought of himself.
It was not easy for him in the past.
What is the meaning of life? What is the meaning of gaining if you lose it?
Suddenly Yang Mu's soul was pulled back to his body, and then he kept panting.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
The heavy rain was still pouring down, and a rain curtain had formed outside the cave.
Xiao Ai was still sleeping there, and Liu Qingqing didn't wake up either.
The water in the hot spring was still so comfortable, it made Yang Mu's muscles relax.
He looked down at himself, strong, with smooth skin and full texture.
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, internal organs inside.
You can even hear their sound, and your heart is beating vigorously.
Closing his eyes, the huge tornado and its destructive aura appeared in Yang Mu's mind.
This power seemed to pass through the fantasies of the wind that he could control, because the hurricane had the power to destroy everything, although it might not really destroy everything.
In the pre-doomsday era, Yang Mu didn't know if there was such a hurricane.
Anyway, there is now, it may be affected by the global radiation of the power of fantasy, this hurricane also carries fantasy energy, so it can be so huge and invincible.
Want to become stronger!
I want to become stronger again.
It seemed that Yang Mu came to the center of the hurricane in a moment, feeling the powerful force, he remained motionless, like a mountain.
The fantasy power of the twelfth-level Huang is exploding, but it has no direction.
After a long time, it was already dawn, and Yang Mu was still immersed in his body.
There was no progress, and he failed to gain anything in the end, but the scene of the violent wind sweeping through the ruins was deeply rooted in his heart, especially the helplessness of human beings in front of it, the sense of frustration, loss, and despair.
"Ah, so tired!"
Xiao Ai got up stretched and frowned when she looked outside the cave.
"It seems to be raining?"
Yang Mu stopped all fantasies, slowly opened his eyes, and let out a cold snort.
"Are you stupid? Does it seem like such a heavy rain?"
At this time Liu Qingqing also woke up, first startled by the sound of heavy rain outside, looked sideways, and said in a daze:
"It seems to be raining?"
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."
While talking, Xiao Ai took out the needle tube and medicine from the small bag she got from nowhere.
It is probably the nerve-suppressing drug she mentioned, which can block the release of fantasy energy.
This thing is really powerful, as expected, one thing falls one thing.
In one night, Yang Mu did not make a breakthrough in the fantasy of pornography, but he has recovered the ability of the original stone fantasy.
Xiao Ai doesn't know yet, because this medicine takes effect within 24 hours.
Yang Mu didn't move, and waited for Xiao Ai to come over. When he was close to the pool, he suddenly shot, grabbed the needle and pulled her directly into the water, injecting 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 medicine took effect quickly on the body, directly attacking Xiao Ai's simulated nerves, and the effect was remarkable. Xiao Ai could no longer maintain her fantasy form, and turned into that suit of clothes again.
"How did this happen? Why did this happen? Are you able to move?"
Yang Mu said indifferently: "But that's all, you still dare to talk to me."
While speaking, Yang Mu put the suit into the space ring.
Sure enough, although it has intelligence, when the fantasy energy is not activated, it is still a dead object, which can be put into the space ring.
Yang Mu doesn't intend to destroy Xiao Ai.
This is a good opportunity to destroy her, as long as the clothes are destroyed.
But after all, Xiao Ai let him go yesterday. For this master whose subjective consciousness is not yet clear, Yang Mu has to cultivate slowly. Anyway, the space ring is a zero-change space. It will be in this state when it is taken out, Yang Mu will spend all his time with her.
Putting on his clothes, he turned on the phantom for three seconds, and returned directly to the place where Wen Sijia and the others lived.
Everyone was melancholy in the room, it was raining too much outside, and they couldn't conjure up umbrellas with Blue Fantasy and go out to find someone.
Seeing Yang Mu suddenly appear, the people gathered in the same room were overjoyed, Sijia came up and said:
"It's considered back, how is it? What's the plan for today?"
Yang Mu frowned slightly. There are too many people in the city, after all, he is not used to it, and he doesn't like this feeling.
"I saw a hurricane coming. The huge hurricane has already destroyed many places a hundred kilometers away. Now it is raining continuously, and I don't know when it will stop. I will continue to rest today. I can't adapt to the dense human beings in the city. , or go outside the city, don't worry, I will come back as soon as I need something, Li Baozhu is my spy."
"Ok?"
Li Baozhu didn't understand, but Wen Sijia did. Yang Mu could know Li Baozhu's thoughts within a certain range, so he also knew the situation here.
"Your complexion is not good?"
Wen Sijia saw Yang Mu's problem.
"Well, I experienced some things last night, and then I saw some things. The hurricane... Forget it, let's stay here anyway. I guess there will be more refugees here. Although the doomsday hurricane is brutal, it is human They are living beings, I believe there will be many survivors who lost their homes, and I will ask those people you collected to get some news later, if I have a chance, I will release food, you can handle the specifics, and I will provide the food."
Yang Mu has learned to be smart, and Wen Sijia's ability to handle affairs surpasses his own in many aspects, so it is definitely better to let her do things that can be done by her, which is definitely better than doing it yourself.
After arranging all this, Yang Mu turned on the three-second phantom again, and returned directly to Shandong. He saw Liu Qingqing was holding up his panties and trying to put them on, and at the same time spoke softly:
"Hello, anyone? You two? Hello? Where are you going?"
(End of this chapter)
After a long time, seeing that Timir didn't speak anymore, he sighed and said:
"Okay Timir, I will never tell you about the things before the end, so that you may not be so painful and confused. In fact, you are happy, because you are still alive after going through ups and downs. Maybe I can continue to teach you how to write , I mean English, I can’t write Chinese characters, I can only speak…………… Then you can use the characters I taught you to write a book, an autobiography about you, if you write , please bring it to me to read, I think it must be the most beautiful text, even if it tells a very sad story."
"Is this an agreement, Els?"
"Yes, it can be a convention if you think about it that way."
"Els, you are such a good man, thank you for giving me an agreement, I feel like I suddenly have a dream! Yes, I want to write a book, but first I have to learn to write from you."
"Yes."
"Els, you are a good man. You are different from other men. I go to bed directly after they sleep. You 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 extremely proud."
"Of course, although this is the end, a man who can make women comfortable is still worthy of praise and praise, even if you are an old man."
"Haha, you are so talkative honey, I like you."
"Really? Is this a confession? Els, let me be with you, okay? I'm much younger than you, maybe you'll die in a few years, after all we don't have rough stones. You're dead, I can burn your dead body and remember you, maybe I can give you a child before that, do you have a child?"
"child?"
The old man's eyes were blurred, as if he was recalling.
"Uh, yes."
"Then where is he?"
"I think it should be dead. It hasn't been seen for many years. It disappeared with the outbreak of the apocalypse."
"That's right, we can have another child, can't we? Just like other people, I know that even in the apocalypse, there are people who are very capable of having children. Lucy, who sells cucumbers in the west of the city, has given birth to three in the past two years." Well, the man who made her give birth to so many children has run away, do you know why?"
Els smiled and shook his head, Timir said softly:
"Because he can't afford it! Haha, he calls Lucy a sow!"
Timir is really immature, her life is too hard, so any little fun can make her smile.
Els laughed twice, indicating that this might indeed be a joke.
Timir suddenly hugged Els and said softly:
"Honey, don't smirk, shall we live together?"
"You deserve better."
"No, Els, you know, nothing better has ever come to me, and I've never had even a good one, so Els, so be it, give me the good, I don't need better! You're good and I'll be content, okay? Kiss me! Let's get together in this rain?"
Timir raised his mouth, facing Els, such youth, such sunshine, let Els see the brightness in his eyes.
Yang Mu also watched all this, just in their room, his soul floating invisibly in the corner.
He kind of likes Timir's short blonde hair. Her face is obviously covered with makeup, which hides that she may not have very good skin. To me, she looks fair and white, like Marilyn Monroe.
Just as Yang Mu thought this way, the house suddenly shattered.
Yang Mu was in a trance.
Then feel strangely wonderful.
This scene is so spectacular, everything is spinning in circles together.
His soul, broken wood, broken furniture, tiles, flowers and plants, glowing iron pieces, and Timur and Els who have embraced each other, and then there are more people and more objects.
Yang Mu suddenly woke up.
It's a violent typhoon!
Has it traveled fifty kilometers so quickly?
Or is it that his soul has actually wandered here for a long time?
This is possible, after all, when he is in the state of a wandering soul, he actually cannot control time and space.
Do not!
Silent roar!
Yang Mu felt sorry.
Such a poor girl, she finally had a dream in life, and finally found a man for herself, she survived in this world through untold hardships.
But suddenly a violent hurricane wanted to take her life.
Yang Mu felt that this was a complete tragedy.
He also thought of himself.
It was not easy for him in the past.
What is the meaning of life? What is the meaning of gaining if you lose it?
Suddenly Yang Mu's soul was pulled back to his body, and then he kept panting.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
The heavy rain was still pouring down, and a rain curtain had formed outside the cave.
Xiao Ai was still sleeping there, and Liu Qingqing didn't wake up either.
The water in the hot spring was still so comfortable, it made Yang Mu's muscles relax.
He looked down at himself, strong, with smooth skin and full texture.
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, internal organs inside.
You can even hear their sound, and your heart is beating vigorously.
Closing his eyes, the huge tornado and its destructive aura appeared in Yang Mu's mind.
This power seemed to pass through the fantasies of the wind that he could control, because the hurricane had the power to destroy everything, although it might not really destroy everything.
In the pre-doomsday era, Yang Mu didn't know if there was such a hurricane.
Anyway, there is now, it may be affected by the global radiation of the power of fantasy, this hurricane also carries fantasy energy, so it can be so huge and invincible.
Want to become stronger!
I want to become stronger again.
It seemed that Yang Mu came to the center of the hurricane in a moment, feeling the powerful force, he remained motionless, like a mountain.
The fantasy power of the twelfth-level Huang is exploding, but it has no direction.
After a long time, it was already dawn, and Yang Mu was still immersed in his body.
There was no progress, and he failed to gain anything in the end, but the scene of the violent wind sweeping through the ruins was deeply rooted in his heart, especially the helplessness of human beings in front of it, the sense of frustration, loss, and despair.
"Ah, so tired!"
Xiao Ai got up stretched and frowned when she looked outside the cave.
"It seems to be raining?"
Yang Mu stopped all fantasies, slowly opened his eyes, and let out a cold snort.
"Are you stupid? Does it seem like such a heavy rain?"
At this time Liu Qingqing also woke up, first startled by the sound of heavy rain outside, looked sideways, and said in a daze:
"It seems to be raining?"
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."
While talking, Xiao Ai took out the needle tube and medicine from the small bag she got from nowhere.
It is probably the nerve-suppressing drug she mentioned, which can block the release of fantasy energy.
This thing is really powerful, as expected, one thing falls one thing.
In one night, Yang Mu did not make a breakthrough in the fantasy of pornography, but he has recovered the ability of the original stone fantasy.
Xiao Ai doesn't know yet, because this medicine takes effect within 24 hours.
Yang Mu didn't move, and waited for Xiao Ai to come over. When he was close to the pool, he suddenly shot, grabbed the needle and pulled her directly into the water, injecting 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 medicine took effect quickly on the body, directly attacking Xiao Ai's simulated nerves, and the effect was remarkable. Xiao Ai could no longer maintain her fantasy form, and turned into that suit of clothes again.
"How did this happen? Why did this happen? Are you able to move?"
Yang Mu said indifferently: "But that's all, you still dare to talk to me."
While speaking, Yang Mu put the suit into the space ring.
Sure enough, although it has intelligence, when the fantasy energy is not activated, it is still a dead object, which can be put into the space ring.
Yang Mu doesn't intend to destroy Xiao Ai.
This is a good opportunity to destroy her, as long as the clothes are destroyed.
But after all, Xiao Ai let him go yesterday. For this master whose subjective consciousness is not yet clear, Yang Mu has to cultivate slowly. Anyway, the space ring is a zero-change space. It will be in this state when it is taken out, Yang Mu will spend all his time with her.
Putting on his clothes, he turned on the phantom for three seconds, and returned directly to the place where Wen Sijia and the others lived.
Everyone was melancholy in the room, it was raining too much outside, and they couldn't conjure up umbrellas with Blue Fantasy and go out to find someone.
Seeing Yang Mu suddenly appear, the people gathered in the same room were overjoyed, Sijia came up and said:
"It's considered back, how is it? What's the plan for today?"
Yang Mu frowned slightly. There are too many people in the city, after all, he is not used to it, and he doesn't like this feeling.
"I saw a hurricane coming. The huge hurricane has already destroyed many places a hundred kilometers away. Now it is raining continuously, and I don't know when it will stop. I will continue to rest today. I can't adapt to the dense human beings in the city. , or go outside the city, don't worry, I will come back as soon as I need something, Li Baozhu is my spy."
"Ok?"
Li Baozhu didn't understand, but Wen Sijia did. Yang Mu could know Li Baozhu's thoughts within a certain range, so he also knew the situation here.
"Your complexion is not good?"
Wen Sijia saw Yang Mu's problem.
"Well, I experienced some things last night, and then I saw some things. The hurricane... Forget it, let's stay here anyway. I guess there will be more refugees here. Although the doomsday hurricane is brutal, it is human They are living beings, I believe there will be many survivors who lost their homes, and I will ask those people you collected to get some news later, if I have a chance, I will release food, you can handle the specifics, and I will provide the food."
Yang Mu has learned to be smart, and Wen Sijia's ability to handle affairs surpasses his own in many aspects, so it is definitely better to let her do things that can be done by her, which is definitely better than doing it yourself.
After arranging all this, Yang Mu turned on the three-second phantom again, and returned directly to Shandong. He saw Liu Qingqing was holding up his panties and trying to put them on, and at the same time spoke softly:
"Hello, anyone? You two? Hello? Where are you going?"
(End of this chapter)
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