Rebirth of the doomsday lord Qinglong

Yin Jue has only seen Xie Yu playing with this thing called a laptop, he has never touched it before, and it was the first time he studied it up and down very novelly, but the thing in his hands was not as magical and interesting as it was in Xie Yu's hands up.

Yin Jue was a little disappointed, until Long Chongyu came back, his eyes were still very dim, trapped in such a strange place, he knew nothing, didn't understand anything, the only thing he could rely on was the man who killed him back then .

At the beginning, she wanted him to die, and she really almost let him die, but now she stood in front of him with an innocent face.

To be honest, although Long Chongyu in the daytime is more upright, he is not stupid. He can be a criminal policeman, at least it shows that he has considerable insight, and Yin Jue looks very cold and alienated when he looks at the whole person. That's just a self-protecting shell, if you use more snacks, it's still easy to see through.

"Is it turned on?" Long Chongyu naturally helped Yin Jue put the computer on his lap, and then consciously pressed the power button without waiting for Yin Jue's answer.

The screen flashed, and Yin Jue's eyes lit up with anticipation, although it was only for a while before he regained his unwavering calm.

When Long Chongyu saw it, he felt his heart being scratched and a little itchy. His face softened, and he began to help Yin Jue operate patiently. The little penguin kept blinking, and jumped out of the news window after a while.

The online news also focused on the isolation incident in the inpatient building of the central hospital.

The author narrates: "...the sick man started a cat-and-mouse game with the police immediately after beating the doctor to serious injury, and during the hiding process he developed symptoms such as confusion and behavior madness. It is quite similar to the cases of foreign virus infections."

"But obviously he is not willing to be caught without a fight. According to insiders, during the arrest, he actually took a female hostage and tried to spread the infection source on his body (why could that thing be the source of infection? Because it is a prisoner Orz who broke the news himself)..."

"In the end, the man was shot dead by the police on the spot... In order to make a good diagnosis as soon as possible and ensure the safety of the public, the hospital has immediately carried out a comprehensive disinfection standard arrangement on key floors and quickly and safely protected and isolated the patients and their stranded family members. , and pay close attention to various countermeasures and protection work, and strive to provide good BLABLABLA to the 58 temporarily quarantined people who have been inconvenienced..."

The statement was similar to that of the doctor who made the ward rounds at that time, but the following comments were a bit of a joy in bitterness.

A netizen named "Huluwawa" said: "It's so scary?! How about I SHI-SHI first, but there's no need to queue up at the bridge."

"Upstairs +1"

After the + reached 1008611, a netizen called "Let go of that old man" tweeted: "In this case, while waiting for the end of 2012, let us shout together: auspicious..."

"Fuck! Don't shout out upstairs!!!"

"Die, Xiang...!"

"Fuck, don't say it upstairs!"

Immediately afterwards, many netizens began to curse and wished they could just pick up the collar on the second floor.

Long Chongyu smiled helplessly, and followed up under the tall post building.

Most people are like this. They don't believe that the world will be destroyed, but they have a strange expectation and anxiety about the doomsday predicted by Maya.

Yin Jue couldn't understand, so he could only tilt his head slightly to observe Long Chongyu's expression, is this interesting?

Long Chongyu thought that Yin Jue was unfamiliar with the computer because he didn't use it often, but he didn't know it at all, and he couldn't understand it, so he could only sit in a daze.

Because he can't keep up with the development of this era, Yin Jue will always have a feeling of being rejected and alienated. It would be great if he could find his soul and leave... Now the man seems to have forgotten him, and he is living a good life.

Long Chongyu caressed the keyboard with his fingers, glanced at Yin Jue on the way to browse the news, and found that Yin Jue was motionless, and after a while, Long Chongyu realized that Yin Jue was not interested in the content on the computer at all. He silently stared blankly at something.

What is this man like under his indifferent appearance?Long Chongyu suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Long Chongyu said: "Don't like watching the news?" He thought that most people would like to read the news first when surfing the Internet.

Yin Jue thought for a while and seriously shook his head, "I don't understand."

Long Chongyu raised his eyebrows, thinking that Yin Jue was joking, and said, "Then you like to play online games? Young people nowadays like to play this."

Yin Jue silently glanced at Long Chongyu, then shook his head again, he hadn't even heard of it.

Long Chongyu didn't know what to say now, he suddenly had an idea in his mind, this young man must not have autism, right?

The room fell silent again, only Yin Jue leaned on the pillow with his eyes slightly lowered, his face pale.

Long Chongyu coughed dryly, and wanted to pat Yin Jue's shoulder comfortingly, but held back halfway out his hand. Although he was interested in this person, he still needed to refer to the other half's opinion for the specific action he needed to take. , and the other half of the night seemed to be hiding something from him.

In the afternoon, Long Chongyu let Yin Jue take a nap, while he stood by the door and looked out quietly through the small frosted glass window, occasionally raising his hand to look at his watch, looking thoughtful.

Why did the higher-ups take such strong measures when the incident happened?

Long Chongyu had a premonition that the severity of the isolation this time was not just what the media announced.

From six o'clock in the morning to now, the disinfection work of the staff outside the door has been continuing, and a strong smell of disinfectant diffused into the ward.

Yin Jue huddled under the quilt obediently. In fact, he felt a little cold. His hands and feet were cold and cold. Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, he could not lift up his energy all day. It seemed that he had to go to Yuli. He needed Think carefully about how to hide it from a man.

At 05:30, the hospital staff carried a basket and delivered the daily necessities Long Chongyu needed, a lunch box for a change of clothes, etc. He also prepared a copy for Yin Jue.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the ward.

A nurse ran quickly to the reception hall and hurriedly said a few words to the doctor on duty. The doctor stood up from his seat with a bang, and hurriedly dialed the phone.

Long Chongyu stood at the door, and the staff put down their things and said to him, "You can't go out."

Long Chongyu nodded seriously and said, "I'll just take a look."

When the staff left, they closed the door of the ward. Long Chongyu looked through the gap of the small curtain on the door. In just a few minutes, several armed white coats came up the corridor, and quickly walked from the scene of the accident. A person was brought out from a ward. The person's face was flushed, he couldn't walk steadily, and he kept shaking his head.

That ward was exactly where Yin Jue lived in before.

Seeing the situation, the two doctors who made the ward rounds immediately ran away like snakes and scorpions. Long Chongyu frowned. Although he didn't know what those people were talking about, at least he was sure that some of them were seriously ill.

Thinking of this, Long Chongyu glanced at Yin Jue who was buried in the white quilt, walked over and reached out to touch his forehead.

Feeling cold, Long Chongyu breathed a sigh of relief. After such a short time, he suddenly shook his body, covered his forehead speechlessly and said to himself: "Don't get excited, it's not time yet..." Before he finished speaking, he continued When I opened my eyes, the core inside had already been replaced.

Long Chongyu, who had been replaced, curled the corner of his lower lip gloomyly, quickly ran through the memories of the day in his mind, and then sat in front of the bed without saying a word.

Yin Jue's breathing was very shallow and seemed not to be smooth, and his face buried in the quilt lying on his side was always pale, not even as lively as when he had a fever, let alone the dragon holding Ling Xiao with a rainbow-like aura hundreds of years ago Your appearance.

In the past few hundred years, most of the surviving monsters have disappeared, and the world has become more and more intolerable for the survival of these non-human species. Long Chongyu used to be a member of the demon clan, living in seclusion in the world, and his clan members were slaughtered. , he was also sent to the East China Sea death row, and finally met this strange stranger who liked to write notes every day to strike up a conversation with him...

It turned out that this person was Lord Long, who took his blood feud on behalf of the former Lord Long.

After that sword strike, where did this Dragon King hide in the blank 500 years?Why is he not dead?

Long Chongyu stretched out his hand, and slowly placed it on Yin Jue's neck...

Yin Jue was sleepy and felt out of breath and coughing continuously, Long Chongyu withdrew his hands abruptly, stepped aside as if he had been scalded, half of his face was covered in haze.

Only then did Yin Jue breathe easily, and fell asleep again at mealtime, unaware that he had gone to the underworld.

Dinner is a lunch box made by the cafeteria, simple scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fungus, shredded potatoes, and a slightly better-looking meat dish - fish head with chopped pepper.

Long Chongyu was silent for a while, finished his lunch box, then frowned and took away the fish head from Yin Jue's share before waking Yin Jue up, imitating how he handed over the lunch box and chopsticks during the day with a sullen face. To Yin Jue.

Yin Jue took it in a daze, but shrank under the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice: "I... still want to drink water." After speaking, he glanced at the cup on the bedside table.

The cup was already empty, Long Chongyu looked very unhappy, but he still went to the water dispenser to get hot water, because it was very hot, Long Chongyu thought about it and then mixed a little cold water, his patience was almost exhausted.

Yin Jue subconsciously felt that Long Chongyu didn't seem to be in a good mood, and he didn't dare to have too much contact with him, so he ate obediently after quenching his thirst.

Long Chongyu was still sitting in front of the bed with his face turned to one side, wondering what he was thinking.

Yin Jue took two mouthfuls of the rice and felt that the taste was not right. He picked up the food in the lunch box with chopsticks and found that there was a fishy smell. He frowned and couldn't eat.

Long Chongyu frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yin Jue handed him the lunch box and said in a low voice, "I don't eat fish." I don't eat fish.

"There is no fish in it." He knew the habits of the sea people.

"It smells fishy."

Long Chongyu: "..."

The two stared at each other, but in the end Long Chongyu was defeated by Yin Jue's indomitable insistence, and with a dark face resigned himself to his fate, he dug out the sesame paste, Miaofu and ham sausage that his family sent in the afternoon.