[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Mo knew that he was losing control, he knew it very clearly.

[Wouldn't it be better if it was earlier? 】

A low and indistinct voice entered his ears.The sound seemed to come from his chest, and seemed to come from the dark gaps around him, and it seemed to be transmitted to the sky. It was distant and unreal.

Mo didn't answer.

At the same time, starting from the fingertips, his body is gradually losing consciousness.

Although such a situation had never happened before, Mo knew that once such numbness spread all over his body, this body would no longer belong to him.

After that, the monster named Chaos will get what it has always dreamed of, and everything as "ink" will no longer exist.

Although he knew it, Ke Mo didn't do anything.

He has nothing to protect or remember, so he doesn't want to resist.

He just wanted to laugh, laugh at himself, and laugh at the gods of God's Domain.

Those gods are so stupid.

If they wanted to kill him, they should have done it before this world was formed.And now, once he disappears, the chaos that has been restrained by the world ruler will be completely released.

At that time, everything will be torn apart, swallowed by it, and completely disappeared.

He had never thought about it before, why Chaos with such powerful power would curl up in a mere small world, not only was he not granted the status of "God", he couldn't even move.

But now, he understands.

The so-called chaos is the existence that has already occupied a place in this world long before the birth of all things.

All things began in chaos, and will end in chaos.

——Including the God Lord.

Therefore, if he dies, everything in this world will be buried with him.

How good.

Mo opened his mouth and laughed, but what came out of the dark oval hole was a cry of "ho ho".

The voice was hoarse, like the cry of a monster.

Mo thought, he is really stupid.

Obviously everyone had already laid out the facts in front of him, but he pretended to be deaf and dumb, covering his eyes, as if he didn't know anything.

It seems that if he doesn't look or think about it, those things don't exist.

Everyone wants him to die.

He once thought that at least one or two people were different, but he was wrong.

Of the divine powers that descended on this world like a net that day, there was no way he could have misunderstood two of them.

One is a translucent blue that is as light as water, while the other is a rich purple.

At that moment, Mo felt as if a big hole had been opened in his chest, and it was cold and painful, but he didn't expect that when he lowered his head, he actually saw his body being dug open, bloody and bloody.

He really wanted to ask why, but when he noticed the expression on that familiar face, he even lost the thought of opening his mouth.

The half-beast boy's face was almost completely covered by feathers, but that was only almost.

Through the smooth feathers, Mo saw a strong emotion on that immature face, which was called hatred.

But in the blink of an eye, the upper half of the boy's face has completely turned into a beast.The eyes that were supposed to be blue, perhaps because of the rage, turned a strange red color, like two puddles of fresh blood hanging there, strange and weird.

Because he has not yet fully transformed into a prototype, he can still speak aloud.

He said, "Why did you lie to me?"

That voice was almost squeezed out between clenched teeth, every word and every sound was filled with deep hatred.

"You never really wanted to help me find my life experience, right? I didn't believe it when someone told me about it before, so I just tore and chewed the person. Now think about it, why are you so kind to me? Obviously who are you I don't even care, but I will take me alone for so many years. I know, I know, it's you!"

His voice was getting higher and higher, and the sound from his throat was more like a soaring mythical bird than a human being.

Majestic, yet stern.

"It was you who killed my parents! It was you who slaughtered the last female of the Ghost and Phoenix clan! It caused our clan to become slaves to humans!"

Lin Yuan has completely lost the appearance of a human being. His whole body is covered with dark blue feathers, and his sharp beak is also blood-red.

He flew high into the sky, and plunged down again, with the momentum that he intended to stab Mo right through with his long beak.

Mo looked at the black bird that was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, and sighed.

He thought, since everyone wanted him to die, let everything be buried with him!

Mo closed his eyes, cutting off the god's innate perception and control of the world, so he also missed the movement behind him.

"Mo Lian."

The soft voice was like thunder, Mo turned around suddenly in disbelief, his unconscious arm drew a black mist in the air.

He wanted to say something, but the dominance of this body no longer belonged to him.

Mo heard a strange voice coming from his body. "Huh?"

The voice was indistinct, as if ten women and ten men were talking in the empty cave at the same time, echoing continuously, making the listener very uncomfortable.

The voice didn't stop, it continued: "How dare you come here?"

Between heaven and earth, there is only one person in white.

His pale lips were slightly closed, and his eyelids were raised, revealing a pair of eyes as vast as the night sky and as deep as the ocean.

Almost the moment he met those eyes, Mo felt something jump in his chest.

"Why don't I dare to come?"

The strong wind blew his sleeves and robes rattling, and even left a few shallow bloodstains on his exposed neck and cheeks, but he didn't care, and his expression remained unchanged.

Chaos was offended.

"What I hate the most is your appearance."

As soon as the words fell, Mo saw that the part of his left hand that should have been turned hard and sharp, and the slender black mist condensed into a sharp weapon with a sharp handle.

The tip of the sharp weapon touched the man's throat, and a thin stream of blood gushed out from the punctured skin, but the blood didn't fall on the ground and was sucked clean by the sharp weapon.

"Tell me, where is it?"

Luo didn't answer, he looked at the black mist ghost in front of him, looking for something through the surface of the body.

Chaos' attitude towards Luo seemed to be extremely dissatisfied.

"Speak quickly! Otherwise, I will first peel off your unsightly skin, and then cut off your flesh piece by piece. I know very well, and I know even more about how your body is made. The pain you feel will be fed back to your real body hundreds or thousands of times. So..."

As Chaos said this, the sharp weapon spread out from the tip again, turning into a large cluster of fine and dense blunt barbed thorns, and directly pulled on Luo's shoulder, from top to bottom——

"Crash-"

A large piece of meat was torn off along with the snow-white piece of cloth.