Lord of End of World

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After a year and a half, the city of fog

This is an old farmhouse with a lingering flower, pearl plum, and a few poems filled with poetry. In the middle of the courtyard is a stone table with a few books and a pair of unfinished chess. Occasionally, there are huge and gorgeous butterflies flying in the flowers on the wall. If they are neglected to be sharper and more poisonous than steel needles, this is really a quiet picture of the world.

Dou Heng hands his chest, leaning against the eaves, quietly watching the beautiful small courtyard of the golden gauze caged in the sun, the usual tight lips with a slight invisible smile. Looking at the threshold of the virtual cover, his dark purple eyes overflowed with a hint of gentleness, whispered, "Gong Lizhen, have you soaked?"

There was no response in the door, and he called a few more times before he pushed the door in.

As he expected, the young man fell asleep in the bath again. He was half-baked on the edge of the tub, his head was buried in his arm, and the white and crystal-clear skin appeared to be broken and fascinating against the blue liquid.

Dou Heng subconsciously held his breath and walked silently, picking up the youth from the tub. The delicate skin is more slippery due to the blue liquid, like a fish almost out of his arms, Dou Heng quickly adjusts the angle, holding the youth tightly into his arms, always has no expression There was a trace of confusion on his face.

Fortunately, the youth did not fall to the ground, and was not awakened, Dou Heng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the bathroom, and carefully placed the youth on the bed that had already been bathed.

Picking up another bath towel on the bed, he began to wipe the body for the youth, and the movement was very skilled. I rubbed my upper body and lower abdomen without squinting, and rubbed my toes all the time. His tight nerves relaxed slightly and dared to face the beauty of his hands.

The youth's toes are round and lovely, the thin nails are tempting pink, and the long and narrow feet are held by a pair of big hands. The bronze and ivory are intertwined and look particularly beautiful.

Dou Heng's throat slid up and down, and suddenly there was a strong desire in his heart. He closed his eyes slightly and slowly lowered his head. One inch was close to the foot of the young man, and he contained one of his toes gently, infinitely gentle. A trace of blue medicine left on the top of the tongue from the tip of the taste bud into the body, bringing out an unbearable heat.

Dou Heng's twilight is gradually deepening, almost approaching black, kissing the youth's toes, with a fascination and piety on his face, seemingly worshipping the supreme **** in the most humble posture.

"what are you doing?"

The warmth of the cockroach was interrupted by a confused voice. Dou Heng looked up stiffly and looked at the clear eyes of the young man.

"Oh ~ itchy." Not waiting for Dou Heng to answer, the young man suddenly laughed, gently twitched the ankle that was stunned by Dou Heng, and lifted his toes, and rubbed his chin on the chin of the sinus I am not relatives.

Seeing the youthful naughty flickering in the eyes of the youth, there was no slight resentment. Dou Heng’s stiff expression gradually returned to normal. Naturally let go of the youth’s ankles and picked up a set of clothes at the bedside. “I will help you dress. , so as not to catch cold."

After the blue medicine is finished, the limbs are full of energy, and the energy is guided to the Dantian. The lower abdomen is warm and mellow, and it is uncomfortable to say. The young lazy sigh, half sitting up, stretching the limbs to let Dou Heng help him dress.

Put a large white shirt on the youth, buckle the button, and sway slightly over the chest of the youthful white squat; put on the pants for the youth, and see the place where he is tender and delicate, and his eyes are awkward. second. These abnormalities have been properly hidden by the sinus in the cold face, and there is no clue.

The young man is gradually relying on him, trusting him, getting closer and closer to him, but his heart is not daring to reveal his points, fearing that he will be perceived and alienated by the youth. But he believes that day after day, he will get the hearts of young people one day. Yes, I don’t know when he is greedy. The more intimate with the youth, the less able he is to be satisfied with this distance.

As He said, treasures like youth can't let go even if they die.

Of course, although he agrees in his heart, he will never declare everyone as unscrupulously like He Wei. He did not see He Wei being pushed out to Ningcheng by Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran. Can you come back to see the youth once in two or three months?

However, Ningcheng is planted with a large number of dementors, which is the processing base for blue medicine. If young people want to restore their strength as soon as possible, the daily demand for blue medicine is very huge. Although He Wei is busy, he can pay for the beloved, and he is willing to do so.

Distracted attention, Dou Heng finally helped the youth to buckle the belt around the waist, and the forehead overflowed with a layer of fine sweat.

At this moment, a rhythmic knock on the door came, and Dou Heng quickly went to open the door.

"Gong Lizhen should drink medicine." Jin Shangyu held a bottle of blue medicine with a very high concentration in his hand. He was shaken in front of Dou Heng's eyes, and his eyes moved down. He saw his high-pushing pants and asked for help. "Are you still asleep?"

Dou Heng nodded his face with no expression, and said slightly to Gong Lijun, "I will go first."

Seeing the young man nodded, he immediately strode away.

I rely on, more and more boring! Jin Shangyu stunned him and took the medicine into the room.

The young man was wearing a loose white shirt, and the beautifully shaped collarbone was exposed from the slightly open collar, which was extremely sexual-feeling. □ Wearing a khaki slacks, barefoot, bent a long leg and leaning on Bedside, handsome and extraordinary face with a lazy and enchanting smile. This kind of enchanting style is not deliberately revealed, but it is natural and natural. As the age grows, it becomes more powerful. I don’t know how many people are intoxicated.

Seeing such a Gong Lijun, Jin Shangyu had to withdraw the contempt for Dou Heng. Well, in fact, Dou Heng is very eye-catching, and every day with such a enchanting beside, if it is not tempted, it is not normal.

"Drink, this time the concentration is higher than yesterday. In order to give you a crystal nucleus, Xiaohui was busy for three days and three nights." Jin Shangyu's tone was sour.

"Working hard, Xiaohui." Gong Lijun smiled, took the blue medicine and looked down. The tendons and tendons are broken, and the invisible meridians are unable to repair the power. Fortunately, Jin Shangyu discovered that the energy in the blue medicine can nourish the meridians and increase the internal force. Otherwise, he will really become a waste.

"Is the skill recovery now?" Seeing him drink the medicine, Jin Shangyu whispered.

Young people are the spiritual pillar of the survivors of the whole C. In order to stabilize the people, no one knows how much the young people paid in order to recapture this piece of pure land, except for a few very close people. I saw that the young people lost a lot of weight, and the face was particularly pale. Jin Shangyu was very distressed.

"Fifty percent, you can fully recover in half a year." Gong Lijun's tone was extremely relaxed, and this hardship could not shake his firm heart.

"That's good." Jin Shangyu nodded with relief and smiled. "Today, the rice is robbed. Everyone goes to the field to help. It can be lively. Do you want to see it? I heard that after three days, I will hold a harvest festival. I haven’t had a holiday for a long time!”

The doomsday, every day may be the last day of living in the world, where is the qualification for the holiday? But now it's different. When you settle down in Wucheng, they can pick up the festivals from the previous ones and create new ones.

"Okay, go out and see." Gong Li's eyes lit up and got up from the bed.

In the endless golden rice fields, the breeze stroked through the layers of rice waves, sending a burst of rich rice scent. Jin Shangyu and Gong Lizhen walked on the narrow field before and after, fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of them.

In the rice fields, the men were shirtless, burying their heads and harvesting wheat ears. The women tied their headscarves and wore aprons. They bundled the cut rice ears and collected them into the granary. Before the granary not far away, someone manipulated the machine to remove the rice from the rice, and then spread it flat on the open space. Everyone was busy with sweat, and the eyes were full of joy.

Where does this look like the end? It is clearly a happy and busy picture of farming.

"It’s so good!" Jin Shangyu sighed loudly, and saw Tian Xiang’s own Gong Yiyi and Lin’s father, who were holding a little babble, and rushed over.

Gong Lijun met and smiled to keep up.

“Would you talk?” He teased Gong Xiangyi’s lovely little baby girl who was holding a rice ear and kept waving. Jin Shangyu asked curiously.

"Not yet, now it is only seven months old, and it will be two months." Gong Xiangyi wiped the mouth of the mouth with his fingers, and his face was full of motherly love.

Gong Lizhen teased the little boy in the arms of Lin’s father. The little guy and Lin Wenbo are just a model carved out, and they are very handsome at a young age.

"When are you and Haoran also want one? I don't know how many women in the base are willing to have a pregnant mother! Our base now has to learn the policies of the early days of the founding of the country, and encourage everyone to have more children." Seeing the youth face, Lin Lin promoted A smile, looking at Jin Shangyu said, "The bell-headed little girl was pregnant a few days ago, and the voyage also rewarded her with a hundred pounds of food! You and Li Dongsheng also dragged on for a long time, when do you drink wine?"

Jin Shangyu’s cheeks were red, and a man standing in the air, who was standing not far away, quickly dragged Gong Xiangyi to transfer the topic. “Hey, he’s coming again, this time, I’ve sent you a good thing? I’ll say you Forgive him, the parents of the last days do not know how happy they are, and you can't deprive your child of the right to happiness!"

Seeing Liao Fan not far away, the smile on Gong Xiangyi's face disappeared in an instant, holding the child and going home immediately.

Liao Fan was very fortunate. After being arrested, Gong Xiangyi also discovered the fact that she was pregnant. Can not be the murderer of the father who killed the grandson, Gong father finally chose to expel Liao Fan. The people who went to Liaocheng died, but they did not have anything. Liao Fan was very savvy. After a few months, he sneaked back to the foggy city and found Gong Xiangyi with a big belly.

The joy of that moment could not be described in words. Liao Fan suppressed the urge to rush to embrace Gong Xiangyi. He secretly left the fog city on the same day and became a stray servant, trying to improve his strength, in order to get Gong Xiangyi again. Identity. Every two months, no matter where he is, he will be rushed back to the fog city, and he will look at his wife and daughter from the default of Gong’s father.

Only this one is a great happiness for him, enough to make him live in the end of the purgatory end.

Gong Xiangyi went too hurriedly, and was smashed by the grass stems on Tiankan, and it was about to fall. Gong Lizhen and Jin Shangyu wanted to go to help. It was too late. At the beginning of the millennium, a sand wall suddenly appeared around her, catching her dumped body. With soft sand protection, both the mother and the daughter were not injured.

Liao Fan, who was not far away, saw a sigh of relief.

Gong Xiangyi turned his head and looked at him in a complicated way, and slowly walked away.

Lin’s father was dark and dark, and he left with his grandson. The child's skin is too delicate to be exposed to the sun for a long time. Moreover, he feels that the child can't live without a father. It is time to talk to the voyage and let him persuade Xiang Yi. It’s so dangerous outside, maybe one day, Liao Fan will never come back again, when Xiang Yi wants to regret it, it’s too late.

Gong Lizhen carefully held the baby and sent Lin’s father back to the small courtyard. After he settled down, he and his grandson, he turned back to the farmland and looked at everyone to harvest the rice.

"How come this time? Go back, the sun is very dry!"

Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo cut a row of rice fields, and when they got up straight, they saw Tiankan smile and look at their handsome young people, and immediately came over with distressed faces. At the beginning, Li Wei’s meridians were destroyed, and when they touched, they suffered from severe pain and were more fragile than crystal dolls. The two were really frightened by his rare fragile appearance, and now they are still worried.

"The skill has recovered half, how is it so fragile? I also come to grab and give me a sickle." The young man looked eager to try and said that he would learn Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo, and walked shirtlessly.

"Don't take off!" Song Haoran's face was dark, and he grabbed the wrist of the young white.

These two days helped to grab and saw those abilities of the abilities of Li Wei, who realized how popular their lover was. The enemy is far more than he imagined, and he is completely anxious.

"We are busy, go back. A few days ago, Xiaoyu stuffed a few altars of rice wine, very sweet and sweet, do you want to taste it?" Lin Wenbo wiped the sweat from his forehead and snarled. With plenty of food, wine is no longer a luxury.

"Well, let's go back." When it comes to eating, Gong Li's eyes are bright.

Song Haoran handed a glanced look at his friends. The two men were left and right guarded by the youth and slowly walked to the small courtyard.

Rice wine is very sweet and sweet, but the stamina is also very good. The young man's cheeks were red and lazy, and he leaned into Lin Wenbo's arms. His palm moved up in his sweaty honey chest, and his eyes had already been dyed with a layer of seductive peach pink. His posture was extremely embarrassing.

Song Haoran ignited two clusters of dark fire in his eyes, holding the youthful thin waist from behind, and kissing his white back.

"You should accompany me to practice!" The young bite Lin Wenbo's earlobe and spit out crazy words.

The heat wave in the room rolled, the battle was in full swing, and the three of the people in the cotton-small-small-small-small ones did not find someone quietly coming out of the window and quietly left.

Jin Shanghui jumped into the laboratory of Jin Shangyu from the window, walked to the corner and opened his trousers, and gently twitched his soft little Xiaohui with his fingertips. Although he was expressionless, he did not say anything, but his figure was slightly squatting. But it is a bit frustrating and awkward.

Seeing his wretched move, Jin Shangyu put down the work at hand and asked helplessly, "You go to peek at Gong Lijun to do it - love it?"

Jin Shanghui was low and low ‘um’. He can now say some simple sentences.

"If you want to do something good, you must first sharpen your tools. Come over, drink this bottle of medicine, and drink it for a few years. You will be able to stand up there. Brother, I am very optimistic about you, you must take Gong Lijun to know." "With a bottle of red medicine handed to the front of his brother, Jin Shangyu smiled."

Jin Shanghui's expression is ignorant, apparently did not understand the inscrutable encouragement of his sister. But seeing her sister pointing to her own little Xiaohui, she made a strong and quite gesture. He suddenly realized that he quickly took the potion and drank it.

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