Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

you are my moon

The robot, or rather, the Mechanical Scourge seemed to be a little unstable due to just waking up. He got up from the ground, and his body made a difficult sound.

In the overwhelming blood, its blue eyes flickered.

The bright blood was digitized in an instant, turning into a black liquid, which flowed down like oil, but the smell of blood disappeared.

He stood up, and then that huge body disappeared!

"Ah..." "Bloody Calamity" seemed a little surprised. He raised his head, narrowed his eyes, his thin neck penetrated into the collar of his school uniform, and his crimson eyes were astonishingly bright. He raised his hand, stretched his palm, and made a bang——

Su Jiao's eyes blurred, and the figure of "Bloody Calamity" had disappeared.

In the space, scarlet and thick black are intertwined, and countless 0s and 1s flicker like exploding fireworks, splattering terrifying blood silently.

Su Jiao took a step back subconsciously, but ended up stepping on the ground, the ground that should have existed behind her had turned into nothingness of 0 and 1, and she was about to fall into an endless abyss of data——

"Pfft-"

The small voice was quickly swallowed up.

Su Jiao didn't hear the sound, but behind him was nothingness, the blood-red carpet was winding all the way, he stepped on the ground and landed on the ground, and before his body staggered, he was suddenly hugged in his arms: "Be careful where you step..."

Su Jiao looked at the hand that was holding her - or rather, the paw.

It is a soft snow-white rabbit paw.

Soon, without waiting for Su Jiao to look back, the snow-white rabbit paw oozes blood, the flesh melts, and falls to the ground with a crash. Behind him, he curled his lips, and his face, which should have been wearing an unscrupulous smile, was tainted with a vigorous youthful look, "Your Highness God."

Before Su Jiao could say anything, he disappeared again.

The bloody natural disaster and the mechanical natural disaster are fighting fiercely. In a way that Su Jiao can't understand at present, he can only see that the world is being forcibly digitized, and then collapsed into useless 0 and 1. On the other hand, the bloody natural disaster keeps blocking him. The act, a large piece of scarlet blood covered the sky, and the mixed 0s and 1s actually recomposed into virtual blood, which became a bug that killed the mechanical natural disaster. Fill in the missing places.

Su Jiao could feel that "bloody natural disaster" seemed to be better.

Just now.

"boom--"

Two figures froze in midair.

The huge robot oozes rich blood from its bones, its body trembles slightly, its body made of fine steel protrudes bright red cracks, and those eyes that are shining with blue light gradually become ominous red light.

Just when Su Jiao thought everything was about to end, the robot shot straight at him again.

Those sharp eyes seemed to make Su Jiao's heart tremble.

In this world where silence and the smell of blood are getting stronger, he heard an emotionless voice——

"you belong to Me."

The existence of "natural disasters" is omniscient and omnipotent, and his words with will are similar to "mantras", which have the power to directly change fate.

Su Jiao only felt his heart tremble, and suddenly felt that he had become a marionette. The world appeared in different colors before his eyes. He saw that in one of the intertwined branches of the chaotic world, human beings had developed technology to At the limit, they replace their limbs with machines and store their memories in chips. They, or they, gradually lose their humanity. Only the inertia and patchwork analyzed by AI, they gradually become ruthless. Daily life only needs solar energy and some mineral energy... …

And he seemed to be controlled and became one of them...

The next moment, he heard the boy's chuckle.

"That won't work."

The moment his voice fell.

The robot completely shattered, fragments flew horizontally, and its body fell heavily to the ground, making a loud noise.

The sudden vibration did not allow Su Jiao to stand firm, and she sat down on the ground.

0 and 1 disappeared, the collapsed lines disappeared, the underground exhibition hall was completely ruined, and a huge hole was torn open above the head, the night disappeared, and the warm sunlight shone down.

Su Banana took a deep breath.

And the boy walked up to him, knelt down and smiled at him, "It looks a bit troublesome, doesn't it?"

Su Banana didn't speak.

"You can beg me." The boy squinted his eyes and curled his lips, looking very happy, his crimson eyes shining in the sun, "Please beg me, just like just now, I can do anything for you oh."

Su Jiao pursed her lips and looked at him, "Are you... a bloody natural disaster?"

"Ah, yes." He smiled, "I am."

As he spoke, two cute rabbit ears popped out of his head, and he shook it a bit: "Cute, isn't it?"

Su Banana: "..."

Su Jiao: "Are you Yan Lian too?"

Bloody Scourge: "You ask a lot of questions, but now you have to pay for knowledge."

Su Jiao looked at Yan Lian's face: "..." Then you are quite ahead of the times.

Bloody Scourge: "I know what you're thinking."

"But, before that,"

Bloody Scourge: "Wait a minute..."

He stretched out his hand, his pale and thin hand wiped off the dried blood on Su Banana's face little by little.

The bright blood froze on the young man's cheeks, like a sun-dried rose, with a withered but extreme beauty.

But he didn't like it very much.

There are many reds that He likes in the world, withered, decayed, and scattered reds, and He also loves to look at them.

But he didn't like this kind of red very much, it appeared on Su Jiao's face.

This godhead is supreme and has the authority to control thousands of natural disasters, but it looks so weak, as if it will be blown away by the wind.

She is already so weak, but she still needs this decaying red color, which is really an eyesore.

Su Jiao was still very awkward looking at Yan Lian's face, feeling that the other party had wiped off the blood on his face, and was still rubbing against his face, so he turned his head away: "Wait a minute."

He sat on the ground, stepped back, his pants rubbed against the ground, and made a small sound, "I thank you very much for coming...to save me, I am very grateful to you, I...I really need your help, you want What? Can..."

His words were not finished.

The boy suddenly knelt on the ground, put his hand on the ground, leaned his head closer, and kissed him.

This kiss is as light as a superficial touch——

But in contrast, the broken buildings quickly restored to their original state, the broken stones flew into the wall holes, and the collapsed walls were put together again, as if time had been forcibly reversed. After the boy kissed, everything returned to the way it was before the chaos.

On the other hand, Liu Hanyi, who was on the verge of death and almost had only one breath left, also came back to life, and the blood on his body disappeared.

"What do I want? I, I want..."

Before Su Jiao pushed him away, he had already left, licking his lips with his tongue, as if reminiscing.

——"Of course, I want a kiss."

For a moment, Su Jiao didn't know whether to condemn the other party's sudden kiss, or to be shocked by the magic that seemed to flow backward in time.

He suddenly realized something, and went to see the bloody natural disaster: "Is this the reverse flow of time? You..."

Does the natural disaster still hold this kind of authority?

But thinking about it carefully, there seems to be nothing unreasonable... But isn't this the real world?Why can natural disasters exert such a powerful influence in the real world?

The boy just narrowed his crimson eyes and smiled at him——

"I am in charge of the power of blood, war and plague, which has nothing to do with time."

He spoke the language of that continent, with a very polite tone, "but an hourglass fell down in my heart..."

"It hides in the heart of nothingness."

"This heart longs for the time when it was given the hourglass, and is unwilling to be content with nothing at this moment. It is full of promises for the future."

"The meaning of time is born from this."

The language of that continent is always full of elegant rhythm, speaking like reciting poetry, most people can't understand what He is talking about.

But Su Jiao could understand every word.

In this world... this language.

Only Su Jiao could understand.

Su Jiao: "What are you talking about?"

"Don't you understand?" Bloody Scourge raised his eyebrows.

Su Jiao: "I understand every word you said, but I don't quite understand it when you piece it together."

Bloody Scourge: "Then it doesn't matter if I say it straight."

——"Since it can wake me up."

"That crimson moon." He bent his lips and smiled, "It's also like my hourglass, is it in your heart?"

Su Ban looked at him.

He found that although the bloody natural disaster was smiling, the red eyes were not smiling at all—he was very serious.

very serious.

After a while, Su Jiao said, "I do have a moon in my heart."

He also spoke the language of that continent.

The young man's voice was clear and smooth, and his staccato and intonation were exactly the same. He sat on the ground, his black sweater was stained with dust, his trousers were also stained with dust, and his exposed ankle was thin and white.

Bloody Scourge narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Thank you for your willingness to pin your hopes on me...and for working so hard to protect me."

"but……"

Su Jiao stood up, dust fell all over the floor.

"What you care about may be my hourglass, but what I care about is not your moon."

The Rabbit God is not a bloody natural disaster, it is not a banquet, it is not anyone, the Rabbit God is just a Rabbit God.

It is his favorite, free and passionate, the only god.

The dim light of the safe passage, and the determined tone of the boy.

The bloody natural disaster suddenly laughed.

He still maintains the posture of kneeling on one knee, but his momentum is not weak at all.

He is not a dog tamed by the gods, but a snake with hidden fangs, and under the soft fur of a rabbit, there is even a greedy ambition.

And they know each other well.

Blood slowly swam on the ground, and he stood up.

He was a full head taller than Su Jiao.

"That's my moon."

His tone was natural and gentle, and he still spoke the language of another world, "I like you."

"You are my moon too."

The author says:

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