Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 237 Father of the End Times (Tang and Song Fanwai)

The sky was dark, just like his mood.

Tang Song silently hugged the man with a dull complexion in his arms.

In other words, it can still be called a human being.

It was tightly wrapped in white cloth, with only the head and the neck under the head slightly exposed.

This head is extremely delicate, and a diamond-shaped ruby ​​on the forehead seems to grow out of the forehead.

Even in this dim and lightless place, the red gem still shines brightly.

The delicate little face closed the eyes, and the long eyelashes seemed to tremble and open at any moment.

There is nothing about this face that is not delicate, and there is nothing that is not beautiful.

It is extremely delicate and beautiful, as if it was carved by an exquisite craftsman.

It's just that there is only one discordant point.

The exposed skin was dull, even a little purple.

It is an extremely abnormal color.

But Tang and Song are the ones who hug him very closely.

Hugged in my arms, very intimate.

At this time there is a dark sky, gloomy.

There are ruins all around.

It has a strangely destructive aesthetic.

And Tang Song just walked according to his established pace so unhurriedly.

"The sky is going to change..." Tang Song raised his head to look at the gloomy sky, his lips twitched, and said something lightly.

Then he lowered his head and kissed the girl with closed eyes in his arms affectionately.

"Little ancestor..." He sighed, with some extremely sad emotions.

Then Tang Song reached out and straightened the head of the girl in his arms, then continued walking in silence.

The shadow stretched long behind Tang and Song, reflecting the dark sky, it seemed even more depressing.

He never dared to recall that day.

Or rather, he never dared to admit it.

I dare not admit that he was wrong at the time.

Maybe he shouldn't have taken action then...

Tang Song's eyes were hollow, and his originally small and delicate face had become unshaven.

He wears a huge hood, and others can only see a part of his chin exposed in the hood, looking decadent and vicissitudes of life.

Even his fat hood was covered in dust.

Anyone who saw him like this couldn't believe it. Before that, he was a very serious clean freak.

But the dust on his body was in contrast to the delicate and clean woman in his arms.

His body is dirty, but the woman in his arms is spotless.

I don't know when, five people appeared in this empty field.

The five people were all powerful people, and they blocked Tang Song arbitrarily.

Tang Song stopped.

He thought, he probably did something wrong.

He probably shouldn't have killed Wang Yi in the first place.

The fox should not have been killed.

He should have done his duty as a father.

Just like what he said when he first met him.

It is the other party's father and the closest person to the other party.

He should be content, just be content...

Then just quietly watching the other party be happy and happy, he shouldn't have other extravagant hopes.

Shouldn't be there.

But he can't do it...

The leader of the five people blocking Tang and Song's path said, "You can't escape."

Tang Song raised his head, as if he was looking at the other party, but he didn't seem to be looking at him.

"Hand over the Mortal Transformation Potion!" The leader said again, his words were full of greed.

Tang Song didn't speak, but reached out to touch the silver hair of the woman in his arms.

"Well, it's a little dry, it's time to take care of it..." Tang Song said in a low voice.

On the contrary, the leader who was ignored was a little annoyed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't toast or eat a fine wine!"

"Well, your face is a bit dry too..." Tang Song moaned the face of the person in his arms, "I'm sorry, little ancestor, don't be angry, I will dress you up right away~"

On that day, he killed the entire top management of the Yulin Base.

Zhuang Yan happened to be on a mission at that time, allowing the other party to escape.

And in the following days, it also made him regret more than once, not being able to kill the other party first.

In fact, the upper echelons of the Yulin base are quite fragile.

Even the leader is the same.

As long as he quietly adds that one drop, yes, just one drop of Huafan medicine.

Then it can make a fifth-level or even higher-level supernatural being become an ordinary person in an instant.

so easy...

But when it came to dealing with Wang Yi, something went wrong.

The other party is not a supernatural being, or not that kind of pure supernatural being.

It's a bit like the awakening of blood.

But it looks the same...

Although Huafan cannot make the opponent become an ordinary person immediately, it can imprison most of the opponent's magical powers.

So when he killed the fox, it was quite easy.

Well, it should be said that it is more difficult than others...

Like a bigger ant...

Then there was something he didn't want to remember very much.

Tang Song's eyes were a little red.

Holding the little ancestor in his arms, he dodged sideways, dodging an attack from the attack.

The wind from the attack knocked his hood off.

Revealing the haggard and vicissitudes of life in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The beard is unshaven, and the hair is even a little greasy.

Only a pair of red and sharp eyes.

I no longer see the gentle and gentle eyes that were always full of tenderness.

Tang Song still looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about the attacks of the people in front of him.

He even carefully brushed the messy hair on the forehead of the woman in his arms behind the ears.

"Be good, don't be afraid, little ancestor." Tang Song raised his head and looked at the people who were attacking him, and then a faint voice said, "I will protect you, they will all die..."

Tang Song raised his head and looked over with those red eyes.

And those five people who were full of confidence suddenly felt like they were hit hard.

When he was dying, he was filled with Tang Song's red eyes.

Heads burst open one by one.

It's like fireworks, red and white, rendering a beautiful picture.

Tang Song didn't seem to pay attention to those human-shaped fireworks at all. He only looked at the woman in his arms full of love, and then continued to move forward.

On that day, he lost, but he was willing to exchange his life for the life of his little ancestor.His life doesn't matter, as long as the little ancestor is alive.

It's just that even though he claimed to be smart, what he still couldn't guess was that he was still alive...

But how much he wanted to die...

In grief, he seemed to kill everyone present.

But neither was what he wanted.

Everyone present couldn't resist the slightest bit of the person in his arms...

He went crazy in the days to come, wanting to revive his little ancestor.

He is the person most likely to save the last days...

But he didn't want to save Doomsday, he just wanted to save her alone...

The experiment failed. The little ancestor did not come back to life, but the red gem on his forehead gradually recovered...

So, he has to wait, waiting for the little ancestor to come back to life...

one day it will...

The little ancestor would stand in front of him and call him "idiot".

Tang Song staggered for a moment, then silently hugged the woman in his arms.

(End of this chapter)