Douluo Continent's Combat

Chapter 312

Longlong was a black cat he met on a farm hut when he went back to his grandmother's house in the 21st century, and it was also the second light in his dark and gloomy life.

Maybe as early as the first time they looked at each other, their fate was already doomed.

Longlong almost didn't like other people approaching it, but Qin Wangyu was the only human being who took the initiative to get close to it the first time it met, and even let him take it to travel dozens of kilometers, and settled in another of its Home is also the day of its short cat life.

Every time Qin Wangyu made a mistake and was scolded by his parents and locked in a small black room, Longlong would stay by his side every step of the way, propping up the sky for him who blamed himself and felt inferior when he got the news of his sister's misfortune.

In the end, in the third year of coming to this house, Longlong still left, because he died of eating rat poison thrown in a corner by the villagers.

After rushing home and crawling under his bed, it huddled in a small corner, whining incessantly, with a shrill voice, like a knife cutting through his heart one by one.

Later, my mother said that the veterinarian in the town might have medicine to save Longlong, so he went crazy and asked his mother to drive him to the town to buy medicine.

The medicine was bought back, but Longlong was still lying in his arms in the end, the wailing sound gradually weakened, and his petite and soft body gradually became cold and stiff little by little.

At that moment, his world seemed to collapse in an instant.

Since then, he has raised a few cats again, but they don't have the feeling that Longlong brought him, and what's more, they never come back after going out for a certain time.

……

so cold...

He was lying on the ground, his hands and feet were cold, and he could even hear the gurgling sound of running water.Strange, why is it getting colder and colder?Is it winter yet?
The stiff index finger moved slightly.

Forget it, I'm really tired, I'm so tired, I'll just have a good sleep, maybe when I wake up, nothing will happen.

Thinking of this, Qin Wangyu began to empty his mind and stop thinking about troublesome things that bothered him.

There is nothing that can't be solved by sleeping, if there is, then sleep again.

Soon, a deep tiredness and a sense of weakness overwhelmed him. Qin Wangyu's eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and they fought extremely heavily.

Let's just end it like this, it's really... too tiring.

Qin Wangyu, don't become the person you hate, because even you have given up on yourself and become the person you hate the most.Like this, how many people in this world can continue to love you?be with you?encourage you?The moment Qin Wangyu completely lost consciousness, a cold and sweet female voice rang in his ears.

This, this is?Hearing this familiar voice, Qin Wangyu forced his heavy eyelids to see who was talking to him, but he was so tired that he finally opened his golden eyes and slowly closed them again. .

"Meow!" The urgent meow sounded like a thunder that pierced the sky, rumbled and exploded in the ears, and the golden pupils that were about to be closed suddenly opened wide, and the golden pupils shrank fiercely.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

Looking at the blood-stained sky, Qin Wangyu gasped continuously, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha..." Qin Wangyu, who had managed to catch his breath, suddenly laughed, "I remembered, I remembered everything."

……

On the planet Aura, there is such a legend, and this legend is the head of the five ancient kings-the uncrowned king!
But before talking about the uncrowned king, there is another story.

10 years ago, before Ragnarok...

Natural disasters continue, demonic viruses come back, and the absolute rule of the three creator clans gradually declines.Under the leadership of the Demon God King, the Demon God Clan came back with the will of revenge, and the people were devastated and rotting corpses were everywhere.

A young man named Mian rescued the villagers in a village attacked by Abby, who was infected by the devil virus, by virtue of his tricks of wandering around the world, and asked the villagers for vegetables in the name of the devil king , fruits and other tributes to eat.

Originally, Mian thought that he could bless the villagers of this small village with this transformation potion, until one day, he met a young girl.

Mian, who turned into a demon king, looked at the girl sitting in the tribute offered by the villagers, and was a little speechless, "Little girl, what are you doing sitting in the tribute of the king?"

After hearing what he said, the girl was a little surprised and said: "What kind of tribute is this, this is my dinner!"

"Dinner?" Mian was immediately confused.

The girl said triumphantly: "I met some enthusiastic villagers on the road. They entertained me with good wine and meat, and let me watch the afterglow of the sunset."

Mian was even more speechless, "I'm afraid you don't know that you were made a living sacrifice by those villagers and dedicated to the Demon God King."

"The Demon God King?" The girl was surprised, "Who is it?"

Seeing her bewildered look, Mian planned from his heart, wanting to scare this silly, white and sweet girl who had no defense against outsiders, so he pretended to be vicious and said: "Me!"

"Wow!" What he didn't expect was that the girl held her chin and said with sparkles in her black eyes: "You are the one in the legend who shocked the world. The Demon God King who must be called Grandpa?"

Mian was completely speechless, the girl in front of her was probably missing a muscle somewhere, wouldn't most people run away in fright when they heard the word "devil god"?Why is it that some people don't play their cards according to the routine?
"Speaking of..." The girl's giggling smile gradually subsided, and she suddenly said to him very seriously: "Speaking of which, a long, long time ago, this place was also a prosperous metropolis with millions of people~"

"However, with the invasion of the demon god Abi, in just a few years, this bustling metropolis has become a small mountain village with a population of only a few thousand."

"But such a small mountain village with a population of only a few thousand survived the siege of many demon gods in the following year. Guess why?"

Suddenly, Mian had a bad premonition in his heart, but he could only say stiffly: "Probably because they are really unpalatable."

"Maybe." The girl blinked her pretty black eyes at him, and said, "But what I heard is that in this year, a demon king appeared among the group of demon gods who were eyeing tigers. Demon King."

"Ahem!" Old Mian blushed, almost choking on his own saliva, and coughed heavily.

The girl looked at the young man who turned into the "King of the Demon God" with some amusement, and said with great interest: "After the King of the Demon God became the leader of the Demon God, he began to collect tribute from the villagers, but no live sacrifices were required. So, this little boy The small village regained its former tranquility."

(End of this chapter)