Above the Ruins [End Times]

He was restrained, his throat was choked and lifted up, his breathing was choked, his face quickly flushed red, and he struggled desperately.To be honest, Leng Mo's feeling is also very bad.

"Look carefully, this kid looks good..." The man smiled lewdly, showing a little covetousness, and when he rolled his eyes, the child was thrown to the ground hard.

Covering his throat and coughing, he even coughed up some blood.

After coughing a few times, the child got up, but was kicked to the ground again.There was a burning pain in his abdomen, and the little boy looked in the direction of the two men vigilantly, but his eyes became a little distracted.

"Hey, don't you want to?"

"This brat stole our brother's food, so he deserves some reward."

The man bent down to grab the child, and that's when the weak resistance began.

The man howled in pain, and the child took the opportunity to escape.

But after running for a short time, the two men caught up again, and then punched and kicked mercilessly.And all of this, Ling Mo in this body has nothing to do, can only watch helplessly, loses the strength to resist, and then the pain is gone.

In the end, the two men still failed to implement their original plan and were greeted to leave, and the child who was chased by them.The ragged little boy fell down.

He fell down forever on the blood-stained snow and never got up again.

——Do you regret it?Prism ink.

A ball of light flew out of the boy's body, elongated into the current appearance of Lengmo, he was silent, and finally let out a breath.

(...There is nothing to regret.)

Because Leng Mo had already guessed... this choice is just...

【39. Fragments】

Having recovered his original body, Leng Mo simply sat down, leaning against the wall, and closed his eyes.

Leng Mo didn't know the purpose of the system, and the system didn't know what Leng Mo thought of. The translucent girl bit her lower lip, grabbed her skirt, hesitated, and finally asked aloud: "Leng Mo Mo, don't you want to ask me what I'm going to do?"

"You've already got the answer." Responding calmly and without waves, Leng Mo opened his eyes and looked at the pair of eyes that were exactly the same as Youwei's in front of him, watching her every expression.

"You...you really don't regret it?" The system frowned slightly, looking back at Leng Mo.

"Now that I know that Youwei can live a better life if I don't support Youwei, I will naturally make such a choice."

"And I know it's just fake."

"Everything will never happen again. I still grow up with Youwei dependent on each other."

Yes, this choice was nothing more than...an illusion.

An illusion of systematic planning.

"And... isn't my giving up exactly what you want to see? System."

This time it was finally the system's turn to be silent.

Leng Mo also looked at the system, there was no fluctuation in his dark eyes, and after a while, he opened the corner of his mouth: "Can you let me out?"

"Okay, I'll send you out of this illusion. Also, there are some things I want to tell you."

The system leaned close to Lenmo's ear and said something softly.Just when Leng Mo stared wide-eyed in astonishment, the system backed away, and a cloud of mist popped out from between his hands with a smile, wrapping Leng Mo's body.

"Please! Please! Help him—save my child—!"

In the wide square shrouded in white light, the girl's panicked voice echoed with a strong appeal.

The black and smooth hair like a crow's feather was messy on her cheeks, kneeling on the ground, a young woman kneeling on the ground in a humble posture, her delicate and childish face was already soaked in tears.Her body was covered with dirt and dust, and her snow-white long skirt was already tattered, revealing her thighs covered with bruises, and her calves were even more scarred.

Mixed with blood and mud, she looked extremely embarrassed.However, there was a small baby in her arms.This swaddle was obviously well protected by her, and it looked very glamorous.

"Please, please... woo... my child, my child..."

Tears rolled down from her eyes one by one like broken beads, and the royal blue eyes seemed to have been washed by water, looking up at the existence in front of her with the light of pleading and hope.

The blurred shadow seemed to melt into the room, only a head of short black hair could be seen, and the slightly raised lips were so pale that the color could hardly be seen.But that face was always shrouded in a layer of mist, making it impossible to see the face clearly.

"Oh? Have you really thought about it? Little girl." Hearing the young woman sobbing softly, the shadow put its hands on its knees and slowly squatted down.The large sleeve robe was dropped to the ground because of his actions, but the figure didn't seem to care. He stared at the crying woman in front of him, "You, beg me, to come and save this child?"

The figure stretched out two slender white fingers from the sleeve robe, and gently wiped away the tears from the black-haired woman's face, his voice seemed to be smiling: "Your desire is so strong that it can reach me. "

The black-haired woman's eyes widened following the figure's gentle movements, her jewel-like eyes reflected the silhouette of the figure, panic?Surprised?Or... Joy?

She passed the swaddle in her arms forward, and held the swaddle with her bloodstained fingers, revealing her petite body: "Yes, yes... Please save my child."

The baby in swaddling clothes looked very small, with his eyes closed, he looked peaceful, but his little face was pale, and he couldn't even feel the slightest rhythm of life.

"Ah, this child has died." Shadow looked at the child held by the young mother in both hands, and said this sentence indifferently, "It should be said that this child has never lived and died. Talk about saving or not."

He didn't realize that his words had made the black-haired woman's face pale, and the light of hope in her eyes gradually dimmed.

"However, it's not impossible~Young little mother." Shadow smiled lowly, fingers lingering on the girl's face, "What kind of expression is this. Are you already... desperate? Hmm? Cute little mother?"

The blue eyes widened in an instant, and these eyes were once again occupied by hope. She shook her head: "No, no, no, no, no, I, I don't—please—" her voice trembled, and she grasped the swaddled baby. The knuckles of the fingers have turned white.

This child was her only one, and it was the basis for her to survive the violence and abuse, but this child died, how could she accept it?To accept that her child had left her before she even opened her eyes?

"So, do you know the price for making my wish come true? I don't want to do this kind of thing. How about it, little girl, are you willing to make a deal with me?"

"I am willing! I am willing! As long as this child can be brought back to life—as long as my child can be brought back to life, it doesn't matter what price I have to pay! Please, Lord God!" The original voice of the black-haired woman was too sharp And changed the tune.

"That's good." The figure stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and a golden mark flew out from his hand. This mark, like a plum blossom, crashed straight into the young woman's body, and then there was a half-sound of silence.

While this black-haired woman, who could only be considered a young girl, looked eagerly at the baby in the swaddle, hoping that the child would come back to life, she did not notice that her body was gradually... becoming transparent.

As the baby in the swaddle remained motionless and showed no signs of life, her eyes finally turned sad and desperate, and she raised her head to look at the figure who had dealt with her.

"Don't worry, little girl. Pay attention to this, why don't you take a look at your own body first?"

The black-haired woman lowered her head slowly, only then did she notice that her hands had become translucent.Just when she noticed that she had completely turned into a ghostly existence, the swaddle in her hand and the baby's body in it turned into a little light and disappeared.

……Disappeared?

The black-haired woman looked around in panic. She even stumbled to her feet and tried to search in the room, but her feet softened and she sat on the ground again: "My child? My child is missing?!"

"Don't be restless." The frivolous tone successfully stopped the black-haired woman from chanting in panic. The woman sat paralyzed in front of the figure, looked at her hands blankly, and looked up at him blankly.

"Have you calmed down? This is my deal." With an imperceptible and inferior smile, "Your child will enjoy life in another world, be strong and beautiful, receive the favor of God, and receive the favor of the whole world." The favorite of the world. He will eventually go to the top of that world and become the master of that world."

"And you... the mother of the child's dead body and dying soul... will become what you are now.

You will rely on that child and become that child's greatest support.Live for him, live for him, worry about him, die for him.You will have an independent will, but you will also be subject to certain 'rules'.and……"

The mist on the figure's face finally dissipated, and the sapphire blue eyes blankly reflected a pair of eyes that were pitch black without even the slightest bit of focus and luster.Listening to the unreal words coming from the ear.

"Never. Never. Can't. Touch. Touch. His body."

"Forever, only, can