After the death of the people, the crematorium is full [Quick Transmigration]

"My God..."

Curled up in the arms of the gods, the white-haired young man closed his eyes tightly, his burnt body was bleeding profusely, but even in the state of being seriously injured and dying, the expression on his face was full of joy and satisfaction.

"You are finally willing to respond to me," he coughed twice, and said to the evil god in a faint voice, "I thought..."

"What do you think?" After burning all the nobles present with a torch to ashes, the evil god's fury still couldn't be appeased, "You almost died!"

Thinking of the scene at that time, even the evil god couldn't help being afraid for a while - only a little bit, even he couldn't save Lin Xiaodong who was completely burned by the holy fire.

Looking at the smile on the corner of the Son's lips, the gods only felt that they were full of anger and had nowhere to vent, but apart from anger, they were more distressed and helpless.

He knew that the youth's extreme actions were just to see himself.The evil god thought that his obsession would dissipate with time, so these years, he consciously did not pay attention to Lin Xiaodong's daily life, even though he heard countless calls, he never responded once.

Gradually, the frequency of young people praying to themselves also began to decrease, from once a day before, to once every two or three days, and then once a week... Under the abyss, the evil god closed his eyes, just like the former thousand Like a hundred years, silently accompanied by darkness.

But who would have thought that Lin Xiaodong would play a big game for him just by being careless!

The evil god hugged the person in his arms tightly and returned to the abyss. He looked at the hideous wound on the young man's wing that had been pierced by nails, and suddenly felt a little regretful. He should have burned the Guangming Church just now.

His fingers brushed over the wound, and under the nourishment of the rich power of darkness, the wound soon began to heal.And the young man who was in a semi-comatose state gradually regained consciousness, his slightly curled white eyelashes fluttered slightly, and those obsidian-like beautiful eyes stared at the evil god who was healing him without blinking, with a calm appearance The next seems to have a thousand words to say.

"No matter what you want to say, shut up now." The evil god said coldly in an almost rude tone, "I don't want to hear your voice now."

He was obviously annoyed by Lin Xiaodong, the pain on the young man's face just now disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by suppressed anger and a blunt tone.

"Okay, my God."

The white-haired young man pursed his lips and smiled, his posture nestled in the arms of the gods was as cute as a lamb just out of the slaughter.

It was such an attitude that made the evil god love and hate it.

"It seems that I indulged you too much before," he felt a little frustrated by punching cotton, but the evil god had already made up his mind to teach Lin Xiaodong a lesson this time, so he forced himself to ignore the young man's meek words With a cold face, he continued, "I spoil you so much that you don't know what rules are. Your body was shaped by me with divine power. It doesn't belong to you, understand?"

"……clear."

The evil god sneered, and suddenly opened his palm, vainly wrapping it around the Son's neck.

The black liquid quickly gathered in his palm, half of it turned into a collar, which was tightly fastened around the slender neck of the white-haired young man; the other half wrapped around his clear eyes, instantly blocking the remaining ray of light .

"No, you don't understand," the evil god pulled the long chain in his hand, forcing the still weak Son to raise his head, kneel on the ground and lean towards him, "So, from now on, I will take you away." all the liberties of . . . ”

He stretched out his fingers, and pressed the young man's eyeballs gently.

Feeling the trembling from the fingertips and the rapid breathing of the young man because of nervousness, the god laughed softly: "Now you know how to be afraid?"

"—Unfortunately, it's too late."

Under the control of the evil god, the black liquid constantly irritated the fragile skin around the eyes of the Son of God. The white-haired young man bit his lower lip and let out intermittent low/groaning sounds from his throat.He felt as if he was being parasitized by some pervasive objects, they were eating away at his eyeballs, and even greedily wanted to go deeper...

A drop of physiological tears slowly slid down the cheek, and the endless darkness magnified the body's senses. Compared with the previous trial, this kind of pain can only be regarded as drizzle, but the psychological pressure is far more than a thousand times a hundred times.

Finally, the Holy Son couldn't hold on anymore.

He trembled and leaned against the arms of the god, weeping in a low voice, and groped around with his hands helplessly, but the evil god deliberately loosened the chain in his hand, stepped back a few steps, and let the young man stumble around looking for it, almost The son tripped over the bones all over the floor.

Only then did the evil god show mercy behind him.

"I am here."

The Holy Son suddenly turned around and threw himself into his arms, until he touched the face of the evil god, and then he calmed down a little.

With tear stains all over his face, the white-haired young man cupped the evil god's face, and tremblingly kissed the cold thin lips of the other party.

"Please," he choked out, "don't leave me..."

The evil god hugged him and sat back on the divine throne, letting the little lamb in his arms try all kinds of clumsy ways to show favor to him. It has to be said that he was indeed pleased.

But in his mouth, he still asked indifferently: "Now I know I was wrong? Do you dare to burn yourself next time?"

Seeing the Holy Son nodding and shaking his head, he stretched out his big hand and touched the soft cheek of the white-haired young man rewardingly. He was immediately grabbed by the wrist by the other party, hugged it with both hands nostalgicly, and pressed it on his chest.

The evil god wanted to laugh, but couldn't help sighing: "You can't leave me for a moment, how can I trust you with the god position?"

The gods will fall, but the position of the gods can be passed down from generation to generation.When he was healing Lin Xiaodong's wounds, he had already made up his mind that after his death, he would hand over the throne to the young man.

Judging from the past few years on the mainland, after becoming a god, he may be able to do better than he did before.

He originally thought that Lin Xiaodong would refuse, and was still worrying about how to persuade the other party, but unexpectedly, after hearing these words, the white-haired young man was quiet for a moment, but did not raise any objections.

"Why don't you object?" The evil god asked curiously.

He didn't think that Lin Xiaodong really wanted to become a god.

Of course it was because he had to obtain the divine core, Lin Xiaodong thought in his heart.But on the surface, he just lowered his eyes and said: "Because, if I can't save you, I only hope that there are still people in this world who will remember your existence."

The evil god was at a loss for words.

After a while, he sighed softly: "You..."

There was a dense tingling/numbing feeling in the silent chest, and the evil god vaguely recalled it. People called this feeling "moving".

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly leaned on the throne and waved his hand.

The countless white bones under their feet floated straight into the air with their divine power, and they made creepy creaking sounds due to extrusion and reshaping. In addition, there was the deafening sound of foundation casting like thunder.

But except for the first slap that made the Son's body tremble slightly, from the beginning to the end, he just leaned in the arms of the gods, his posture was quiet and docile.

After all the dust settled, the evil god removed the cover from the opponent's eyes, and stood up holding the white-haired young man.

Lin Xiaodong blinked his eyes, being blinded by the too bright light for a moment.

Wait a minute, how come there is a bright light in the abyss?

He squinted his eyes and looked forward. As far as he could see, a huge, cold and magnificent temple of bones stood in front of him.The Gothic spire pierces straight into the sky, and goes up along the pale stairs. At the very top, there is a huge sacred seat—but it is for two people.

"I can't give you sunshine, rain, and happiness in the world." The evil god whispered in his ear, "But, I can give you everything I have."

The white-haired young man turned his head, put his arms around the neck of the black-robed god, and showed a shallow smile.

"That's enough," he said.

Under the abyss, there is no concept of time.

Lin Xiaodong couldn't remember how long they spent together here, maybe a few days, maybe a few months, or a few years... But to be honest, he didn't feel uncomfortable with such a repetitive and monotonous life.

Because of a negligence, he was caught in the conversation with the system by the evil god face to face. As a last resort, Lin Xiaodong could only make up a nonsense about how they fell in love in their previous life but had to separate due to various reasons, so he created a system to help them continue their relationship in this life. story.Although the evil god's expression at that time was a little doubtful, but at least he didn't continue to investigate further, and he barely passed the test.

But the system's downfall is not without its benefits - since then, Lin Xiaodong can finally sit on the throne and watch his SpongeBob SquarePants openly and aboveboard.

Because there is nothing else under the abyss except that the land is large, they also kept many strange "pets" in the temple, such as undead horses with six hooves, man-eating rabbits with red eyes as tall as a person, and hairtail fish-like Mayfly spirits that like to eat children's brains, blah blah blah.

Although each of these animals would cause heavy casualties to the Church of Light, howling ghosts and howling wolves, but in front of the evil gods, all of them became obedient babies who dare not make a sound.

Even if Lin Xiaodong tried to pluck their fur to weave blankets, he could only growl a few times and look at the god who summoned them with mournful eyes.

Of course, the evil god basically pretended not to see this.

His latest pleasure is to sneakily plant the source of darkness on young people while Lin Xiaodong is asleep. The principle is similar to the "Holy Spirit" before, but this thing can be absorbed by the young man's demigod body, so it is only good for him. harm.

The only shortcoming... Cough, probably is that before it is fully digested, there will be a certain fetal movement reaction?

The evil god loves it to death. The young man begged for mercy with a crying voice after being tossed on the bed. Unfortunately, it usually only lasts for a short time. , and rebelliously shut the supreme and only true god of this world out of the door, and did not let him in for a few days—however, the supreme true god also knew that he was wrong, so he could only touch his nose and go to the seat of God to make do with it all night, thinking about it How to persuade young people to accept such body modification next time.

The time with Lin Xiaodong was so happy that he almost forgot that his divine core was still in the process of breaking down moment by moment.

But the evil god didn't care much about it. He had already lived enough, and being able to meet his little believer before falling was already a gift from the law of the world.

"Xiaodong," when another Judgment Day came, the evil god who suddenly sensed that some kind of deadline was coming opened his eyes, straightened up from the bed, and gently woke up the white-haired youth who was sleeping next to him, " Wake up."

"Well... what's wrong?"

Lin Xiaodong was tossed around for too long last night, he was so tired that he didn't even have time to retract his wings, they hung limply behind him, and the jet-black feathers even fell all over the bed.

But the next words of the evil god immediately woke him up: "My time is up."

"What?" He got up abruptly, with a look of bewilderment and bewilderment, "How could it be so fast..."

He bit his lower lip, and suddenly looked into the smiling eyes of the gods and asked, "Do you hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." The evil god pulled him into his arms, and slowly stroked the young man's back with his big hands. He knew that Lin Xiaodong liked it very much. "It's like... sleepy and about to fall asleep."

Under his comfort, Lin Xiaodong also gradually calmed down.

The young man buried his head on the tall god's shoulder, took several deep breaths, and under the encouraging eyes of the other party, trembling his hands, removed the dark red god's core that was already covered with fine cracks on his chest.

The moment the god's core was separated from the body, the evil god's body shook violently.

But soon, he relaxed, looked at the red eyes of the little believer in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed his lips for the last time.This kiss was not gentle, but very rough. A faint bloody smell permeated between the lips and tongue. The slight pain made Lin Xiaodong frown involuntarily, but he was unwilling to back down at all. attack.

The evil god has always been very calm, accepting the fact that he is about to fall very well, and even often pretended to be dead to joke with him, several times he was so angry that Lin Xiaodong's heart stopped, and in the end he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

It wasn't until the real separation came that he realized that the gods would also be reluctant.

"Remember me." The evil god's voice gradually dissipated into the darkness along with his figure, "I have...your system..."

Lin Xiaodong didn't hear the last sentence clearly.

He sat on the bed blankly, looking at the empty bed, knowing that this time was different.

No matter how hard he tosses himself, even if he is really burned to dust by the sacred fire, and is scolded or sought after by thousands of people in the world, no one will come to save him again.

There will no longer be a person who teases him with the worst tone, but at the same time embraces him with the gentlest movements.

The young man lowered his head, quietly looking at the dark red crystal in his hand.

"...System, let's go."

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The author has something to say:

Today's double failure is even bigger, and the ending chapter of the small world is so good.There will be a special show tomorrow!

ps: The anti-theft has been changed, only 60.00%~

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Nanfeng Yilan, Lin Ling, and Liluo; 5 bottles of my old baby;

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