Above the Ruins [End Times]

There are thick dark circles under some sunken eye sockets, and most of the sunken cheeks are covered by messy and dry hair. This guy's gloomy but cruel eyes are really impossible to ignore.

The students were pushed aside. The long brown-haired teacher stood in front of her students nervously with her arms outstretched, but there was no Youwei behind her.The child's petite body was held in the arms of the gangster, and the kitchen knife was pressed against the child's neck. People were really worried that the man would cut it off with a slip of his hand.

Before Lenmo broke into the door, Youwei was still talking in a soft voice, trying to appease this gangster who was obviously out of order.The atmosphere in the classroom is very tense.The gangster was a parent who pretended to pick up the child. At that time, the students had almost left and only a few girls were left. As a result, the man pulled out a knife when the teacher relaxed his vigilance and grabbed the entire classroom. You Wei, who looks the smallest in size and looks more controllable than a girl.

And when the little father who was worried about his adopted son broke in, the gangster almost drew a scar on Youwei's neck with a trembling hand, which successfully made Leng Mo stop his movements and dare not move again.

Under the threat of the gangster holding You Wei, Leng Mo followed the other party's instructions to cover the door.Since then, it has persisted.

"Don't come here! If you dare to come here, I'll cut off this little guy's head!" With one hand wrapped around Erwei's forehead and waist, and the other hand waving a kitchen knife, the unshaven man raised his voice with red eyes. .

"Uncle, uncle... can you let go of Youwei..." Being caught like this made Youwei feel very uncomfortable, and a sense of disgust emerged from the bottom of his heart, which made him almost wish to kill this mixed body. A man who stinks of tobacco and booze.But his current strength is too small.

Subconsciously, I feel that this is not the case. You Wei is very unwilling to be so weak and weak. His head is aching, so his face is also extremely pale.

Youwei pursed his mouth, and stretched out his hand to break the man's hand, his big sapphire blue eyes were full of moisture, and he looked like he was about to cry.He looked at Leng Mo as if asking for help: "Woo——"

The brown-haired teacher was still comforting her students. She tentatively negotiated with the gangsters, trying to save her new students.

And this kind of You Wei also called Leng Mo both shocked and angry. After the initial panic, his eyes when he looked at the gangster gradually cooled down, and his heart became more and more calm.

The man was still waving the kitchen knife, with an expression on his face that was mixed with arrogance and a strong sense of inferiority: "I say, you all don't want to feel better!"

Leng Mo only felt that his mind was blank, and all the nervousness or confusion disappeared. At this moment, it seemed like a handful of cold water soaked into his thoughts, making him start to calmly think about how to get out of it. Take back your own Weiwei from the opponent's hand.

"It hurts!" When Youwei yelled because of the pressure of the kitchen knife in the man's hand, Leng Mo rushed forward.

The black-haired young man grabbed the opponent's wrist, forcing the gangster to loosen the hand that restrained Youwei. He wrestled with the man, made a loud crash, and fell to the ground.

"I'll do it! You—"

There was a muffled bang in response to the man, and the kitchen knife was also blown away and fell to the side. The brown-haired teacher and her students seemed to be petrified, and the girl's scream echoed the chaos of the scene.

You Wei was thrown aside, covered his throat and coughed, his face was flushed red, but his face was strangely pale, he really didn't look very good.He curled up, covered his head, suppressed a small groan.

"Yuwei, are you okay? That gentleman..." The teacher looked at Youwei worriedly, she frowned tightly, and seemed helpless and at a loss for the situation.

"Go to hell, you bastard!" Leng Mo viciously grabbed the gangster's hand that was trying to reach for the kitchen knife, and when he snapped hard, he heard the crisp and tooth-sick sound of bones breaking, the man screamed out, Leng Mo Mo had the upper hand and did not relax. He held down the opponent's legs, clenched his hands into fists, and greeted that haggard face.

"Telling you to want to hurt Youwei!" The fist-to-flesh touch almost lost Youwei's panic, the composure he suppressed, and some inexplicable resentment that the beauty he was looking forward to was destroyed. Leng Mo almost lost his mind, his eyes were even faintly red, "I'm going to kill you!"

Leng Mo completely ignored the man's begging for mercy. His abdomen, chest, and even grabbed the opponent's arm to tear and bend it. His last punch hit the opponent's head, and when it landed, it brought condensed water vapor. In his eyes, his head... was destroyed.

But no one dared to stop all of this.The only one who could stop Leng Mo's out-of-control behavior is now lying on the side in excruciating pain.

"—Killed!!!"

With the high and terrified screams of the female students, everything... fell into darkness.

"Ah? What's the matter?" The young man in the white uniform of the Judgment Department looked at the staff of the Logistics Department who suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes, sorry—!" With a bang, the thing he was holding in his hand fell down, and the boy with pale golden eyes hurriedly bowed and apologized to the guest in front of him. Under the cover of body movements, he He frowned suspiciously, but his mouth was talking submissively, and his voice seemed to be about to cry.

"It's okay! After all, I see that your eyes are not very convenient, it's okay, it's okay~"

Not long after, the hidden expression of the boy with pale golden pupils unfolded, and a smile of enlightenment appeared on his face.His eyes didn't have any focal length, and the light golden hair fluttered with the breeze. The young man who looked very weak squinted his eyes, and said to himself in a low voice: "It was destroyed..."

"What? My humble opinion, what are you talking about? By the way, I said it's okay, don't apologize, after all, I didn't consider your situation, and it's only natural that I didn't connect it—"

"Yes, yes." Yu Jian straightened his waist, faced the other party directly, with an embarrassed expression, "I made you laugh, Lord Qiyue."

"No smile, no smile." The gray-haired young man waved his hands again and again, "Actually, I also have a question to ask you—" Qiyue scratched the back of her head in distress, and asked, "Do you know where Mo went?" ? Evli disappeared with him, and it has been more than ten days since the holiday. I said they probably eloped."

"Uh, sorry, I don't know... that,"

"Oh, don't cry. I don't mean to blame you—"

"It's because the idiot captain is too stupid to make others cry, please apologize, idiot captain."

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

【50. Destruction】

"I didn't expect..." the white-robed priest gritted his teeth and showed a forced smile, "There is no time. Aiya, you and Sima, run away."

"Escape? Where can I escape to?" The long brown-haired woman has lost her original elegance. She smoothed her long hair and looked at the wryly smiling young man with soft eyes.

The flames have spread.Even if the priest was able to lead the people of the village to repel the invaders, their homeland would no longer exist.

The third day after the festival, which is now.They were attacked.

From the other side of the wasteland, there were about fifty people in white coats.In other words, it was an attack by a huge team of supernatural beings with about 50 people.

Is this because he made the guests pass out at the ceremony, interrupting the punishment of the ceremony?Don doesn't know.He just complied with the instructions of a certain existence and performed the duties of his own existence until now.

Those supernatural beings spotted Deng's village and attacked.Many of his people, many of the people in his village were killed off guard. Those who had smiled in the past and who he watched growing up died.

"Anyway, don't be caught, don't be killed," the priest paused, then smiled, "Aiya, you go. You don't belong here. Take Sima with you, I beg you. This is yours The most important thing you can do for me."

The sound of fighting is already close to the ear.Because Deng's house is also the altar during the festival, everyone is desperately trying to prevent those people from approaching.The approaching voice meant that they had run out of time: "Let's go. Aya, bring Sima."

"Then...guest?" Aya hesitated, and she looked at the supernatural being who could already see the figure outside the window.The two guests have been sleeping since they lost consciousness in the middle of the ceremony.

"They or I can't leave until the guest wakes up. Don't worry, I will stay here." The priest looked at the two embracing each other, his eyes softened, "Just focus on one person who is 'him' I will guard the children here until they wake up. What's more..." Deng looked at Aya pointedly, and got the response from the other party's eyebrows, and he laughed.

"Okay, okay, let's go. There is hope for living, isn't it? I hope you can live, Aya." He stretched out his hand in his wide sleeve, stroked the brown-haired woman's cheek, and lowered his voice. "You shouldn't be here."

"Sima... I'll leave it to you." The priest flicked his sleeves, and Aya's figure disappeared into the room.He put his hands into his sleeves and slowly walked out of the room.