Youren, I will raise you with a trumpet!

Those thick arms hooked the arms of the crane.

Protruding from the side of the god's head was the face of Knotaba Yuhito.

He Jiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that it was not the previous 'Knotweed Yuren'... No, no, how should I put it, that is Knotweed Yuren!

Yes, Yuren from Tsurue.

"Why does he look the same as you, Kentaro?!" Yuren tried to suppress the god, and shouted in horror, "Is this another prank?!"

He Jiang relaxed, and smiled brightly: "Ah, it's a prank."

He stood up and quickly approached the god who had no intention of resisting.

The god's shining golden pupils stared at him closely: "Staying is the best result."

"But if I stay here, I'll have nothing." He Jiang retorted, "I'm not a heartless god."

"I'm just an ordinary person."

He held down the person with a similar appearance to himself, stroked the back of his head with his fingers, and then hit his forehead hard!

Youren: "?!"

When he was stunned, the cracks began to collapse and shatter...until he was plunged into darkness again, but unlike before, Hisuhito grabbed Tsurue's hand.

He looked sideways, meeting Youren's gaze.

"We'll always be together," Yujin said, "right?"

The black-haired boy frowned: "Of course."

With the sound of howling wind, the figures of the two disappeared into the darkness.

In this boundless loneliness, the shimmering figure of the god appeared.He quietly watched the direction where his future self and the person he liked disappeared.

Even though he really wanted to leave with him capriciously, he still endured it.

He Jiang left, He must stay instead of his human self, and wait until the most critical moment to die with this world.In the end, this world that has lost its Creator will usher in a new life, no one will find its trace, and it will continue to live and run smoothly.

"I still leave a way out for myself, right?"

He said softly.

The divinity will die, and the humanity will be with her lover until the end.

... This is the crane.

"Since he has already made up his mind, let's not bother them." The god tilted his head, looking at the man who was holding his hand, "Can Su Nuo stay here with me until the end?"

Two-faced Su Nuo: "...you fucking!"

The god held a stiff smile, and his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"Hejiang is accompanied by Youren, the god—" He pointed to himself, and his white fingertips touched the chest of Su Nuo on both sides, "needs the company of the king of curses."

At the end of dying... I want someone to be with me.

Angrily, Su Nuo tried to struggle to get his left hand back, but was held tightly by the god.

"This guy..." He gritted his teeth, wondering why he had a crush on this strange guy under such circumstances.

This sense of compulsion made him extremely uncomfortable.

——So what happened in the middle to become like this? !

**

The dark vortex turned their consciousness dizzily like a drum washing machine.

But again, the tightly held hands never parted.

Finally, when the surrounding white light suddenly appeared and the wind was howling, Katsuobu Yuhito opened his eyes——

Two weeks after the black waves eroded the world, I couldn't tell the day of the week. On this day, the sky was bright and the sky was as clear as if it had been washed by water.

It is the wind, which gently embraces the young man like a little sun in his arms.The howling wind outside swept away the panicked people in black.

"Withdraw-withdraw-! The plan failed, hurry up--"

The unfinished words of the man in black were blown into his throat by the wind, causing his eyes to roll with choking.The wind wrapped around his limbs, holding him aloft in the air like a carp banner fluttering in the wind.

"—"

Most of the friends couldn't hear what he said, and they didn't have the energy to take care of him.All the guys were teased by the strong wind and flew around, looking like they were about to vomit.

Katsuobu Youren heard the familiar snickering sound, he turned his head to look around but didn't see Faxiao's figure.

"Youren—"

He heard the wind calling his name softly.

"We—go—to—save the world—!"

The wind yelled loudly, and the warm wind rolled up the broken hair around his ears, and rubbed against his cheek affectionately.

"Are you ready—!"

Knotweed Youruhito couldn't help laughing, the little canine teeth looming.The boy's brows are curved, and the reddish-brown pupils are extremely bright:

"Ok!"

The wind cheered, wrapped him lightly, and let him float high in the air.

**

15 minutes before this moment.

Gojo Satoru finally got close to Huwei's side, and before she could react, he blasted her head off.

Then, in Gojo Satoru's eyes watching a zombie movie, the headless body gave him a middle finger tremblingly.

"I said, you can't kill me."

When the headless body floated away, a feminine voice sounded behind him, Gojo Satoru turned to look, and another woman he didn't know tilted her head to look at him.

"Hi~"

Wujo Wujo rubbed his temples, closed his eyes to soothe his congested six eyes, and complained angrily: "Are you an earthworm? You can't die if you cut it sideways?"

"You can try cutting vertically next time." The woman smiled.

"I feel that He is coming soon." Foxtail stared at Wujo Wu with empty eyes, as if looking at someone through him, "We can take a rest first. How about some dessert, Wujo?"

Gojo Satoru meditates...

“Sweet but not greasy~”

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, suddenly realized: "Yes."

"..."

Xia Youjie slapped his forehead, his expression was speechless: "Wu this guy still remembers that this is a battle to save the world?"

During the two-week crisis, Xia Youjie, who turned into a ghost, saw the human self-help movement more comprehensively than before.

...Indeed, compared to conjurers, non-magicians are too fragile.But in this crisis of annihilation, all beings are equal.

Because non-magicians cannot control their emotions and have no spell power, the spell spirit is nourished and formed in resentment.And the conjurer, because of his own talent, will not produce a curse spirit.

Xia Youjie thought that sacrificing the strong for the sake of the weak was wrong in itself.

Why would a powerful magician sacrifice his life for a weak non-magician?

"You can't define fixed strengths."

Lang Dao Muzai swung his knife to split the attacking black waves and told him.

Behind the man is the chopped pepper fish head directing the water flow to make ordinary people leave quickly.And further back, there was a large group of ordinary people without magic power that Xia Youjie thought.

Under the threat of natural disasters, these people's hands trembled, but their expressions were calm, and they quickly moved the affected people in an orderly manner.

Here, the faint cries of a child are soothed softly by a mother, her eyes tender, looking at the people before them who made a safe way for them to leave.

"It's going to be okay, Xiaozhu, it's okay. Uncles and aunts are protecting us."

The baby named Xiaozhu was tired from crying, so he fell asleep slowly to the soft lullaby of his mother.

Such rescues are happening all over the world.

"No one is more noble than anyone else," said the man named Lang Dao Muzai, who clearly couldn't see Xia Youjie, holding two long knives firmly in his hands, "Xia Youjie, I know you're listening. "

"I have heard about your deeds, and I cannot judge from the high ground. But,"

He paused, then said slowly: "You can go and see what most people are doing in this situation."

Most people are helping their companions, encouraging each other, and supporting each other to move forward in the unknown disaster.

Man is a complex creature, sometimes sinister and cunning, sometimes painful... But at a certain moment, the most dazzling light will emerge.

"Xia Youjie," Lang Dao wiped his long knife, staring at the endless black waves, "Go and see more, at least learn more about what kind of 'monkey' you hate."

He said: "The world is not black and white...human beings are not a guy who can see clearly at a glance."

At least none of the people he met was like that.

Xia Youjie was silent for a long time, then left without saying anything.

Wolf Road stood there for a long time, until all the people left here through the teleportation circle.He has to leave too, or the black waves will swallow him up.

"Looks like you're doing okay?"

"!"

The man holding the two knives turned around abruptly, looking at the... soul floating on the black waves in disbelief.

"Wolf, Dao...? It's called this name, I'm not good at men's names."

The tall and strong man who died ten years ago twisted his neck, looking really difficult.

"Er...!"

Lang Dao's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "Er!!"

"I can hear it," Fu Heisher dug his ears, raised his eyebrows and looked at the excited friend below, "You're not a mercenary anymore?"

"I'm a mercenary when all of you run away!" Langdao laughed, his eyes flashed, "Hey! Where did you go!"

Fu Heisher spread his hands: "I don't know, I came here just after I came out. A woman asked me to come to you."

"Also, didn't you not accept the list of curse spirits? Just now there was a special curse spirit behind you and planned to attack you, but I wiped it out."

The wolf said: "...I remember that you are a magician killer, not a spell killer?"

"No—how—" Fu Heisher lazily said, "You guys don't know anything about magic spells, so I'm the only one here to help."

"Shir!"

The big tamed wolf's eyes were shining, and he was very moved and howled at his best friend.

Fu Heisher shook, disgusted: "You guys still haven't changed."

"It's all your fault! You agreed to continue teaching me how to bet on horses when I come back!"

Lang Dao couldn't help but stepped forward and said loudly, "Why didn't you wait for me to come back!"

Do you know how I felt when I heard you died? !

A lone wolf wanders in the world and meets like-minded humans for the first time.The first time I learned to socialize, the first time I learned to pay, and the first time I learned to bet on horses.

It is clearly agreed that after the wolf comes back, we will bet on the horses to determine the outcome together, and we will travel around the casinos around the world together.

After returning, there was only one sentence left.

"Vohesher is dead."

The man with the wolf tail bowed his head and remained silent for a long time, his hands clenched the long knife tightly.He looked up after a long time, his eyes were shining brightly: "Let's fight, Shier!"

Fu Heisher raised the corners of his scarred lips, moved his muscles and bones, and laughed wantonly: "I wish for it!"

The author has something to say: Fu Heisher's gambling luck is very bad.

The wolf Dao Muzai who just entered the casino is even worse than him.

As long as there is a gamble involving Lang Dao, Fu Heisher will surely win.

The immature wolf said: "! Please teach me how to win every bet!!"

Fu Heisher was lazy: "Okay."

Then every time in the future, the wolf will lose miserably, and even make a lot of money.

Fu Heisher would wear his lucky star every time he went to the casino and made a lot of money. However, Wolf Dao, who tried to imitate Shier's good luck in gambling, never won.

This wave, this wave is negative and negative, and it is even profitable.

感谢在2021-09-0323:53:45~2021-09-0522:09:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Asahi 35 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!