Chapter 579 (1/2)
Strictly and straightforwardly marching in the direction of the original war. % し
The two are only a hundred meters apart, and his lover, a living lover is in front!
Fast! He wants to be faster!
Strictly ran up, he seems to have forgotten that he has special abilities, just running like a normal person.
A ladder appeared on the mound, and the three steps and two steps stepped up the ladder, and ran to the original battle, and stopped.
One bowed, one looked up, and the two separated by only one step.
”Mer?” The original war just wanted to ask him what happened.
Suddenly, I suddenly hugged him in the first step!
Blackwater has not yet gone to win the stone and the soldiers: ... the gods are on, why are our priests so enthusiastic? Oh, Mom, my face is red!
Blackwater won the stone and coughed and slowed down. The matter of setting up a slave is naturally responsible, and he can do so as long as he orders, and he does not have to leave so urgently.
The slaves also sneaked into the other side, and Wuyuan’s body was not in the car.
Surprisingly, the soldiers of Jiuyuan saw him holding a body and no one asked him, and no one asked him to let go of the body. - One of the rules of the Nine, do not give up any nine atomic people, even if he becomes a corpse, he must take him home!
At this time, the slaves and the soldiers have all been forgotten. He has only one person in his eyes and can only feel this person.
The original war was shocked by the sudden happiness, although it was a bit unclear, but he reached out and grabbed his priest.
No one knows how unspeakable secrets of the big man who is calm and calm at the moment, his silence is rarely outside, especially when such feelings are rarely exposed in the presence of others.
Severely and deeply breathed, familiar body temperature, familiar arms, familiar taste, everything is so vivid.
He almost thought he could never feel it all.
That long, can only live in the pain of memories who knows who!
If it weren't for his conviction that he could see this person again and see the children again, if he had not been waiting for some uncertain impossibility, he would have collapsed.
The illusion is too real, true to him that he thought he had lived again.
From the illusion/out, he looked for an opportunity to take out the pouch in the space and watch it. The sleeping doll is still safe.
This round came to determine the existence of this person.
Slightly leaning his ear against his heart, listening to his heart powerfully agitated: ”Hey! Hey!”
Living, warm, real existence.
Once upon a time, this primitive savage that made him hate turned out to be as important as his children, even...
Strictly speaking, he always thought that he liked this person. He certainly did not like this person. He always thought that he had the initiative and stood on the controller side. He wanted to give up this person and he could give up at any time.
But the facts tell him that it is just a fantasy, and he has completely broken his self-righteousness.
He can't even let go of people in the illusion, let alone the real person.
The child is a continuation of the blood, but this person is the person who accompanied him for the rest of his life. The child is his flesh and blood, but this person has already blended with his soul.
When he saw that the man had collapsed in front of the house in the cold, and he had completely lost his breath, his body was stiff, his mind was empty, he couldn’t think of anything, and nothing could be said.
The next day he buried the man, he woke up from the empty haystack. When he realized that he could only live alone, he sat there and began to think seriously about the various methods of suicide.
When he killed the slave and went to the lake to pay homage to the man's bones - he did not even dare to erect the tombstone, only to remember the land. How many times did he watch the cold lake want to jump?
When he is alone and dying, while cursing that he is incapable of destroying the horned man, how many times he hopes to see himself seeing someone who has already died in another world?
”It's good to see you.”
Tears, unstoppable from the eyelids!
I don't want to cry, but he can't help it.
The original battle was stunned. He is not afraid of cold, even if he is wearing a leather jacket, his chest is open, and he wears a layer of clothing inside, so that he can clearly feel the hot tears wet his clothes.
Strictly tighten the arm a little, the fingers cling to the single coat behind the original battle, and really feel their lover, obviously they actually separated for a few hours, but it seems that he has been separated from him for a long time. Life.
In that illusion, he has been insisting on the uncertainty of memories and faintness to see the lover and son again.
People say that loneliness, a hundred years of growth, is the most vicious curse, but if you have been short-lived and then lost all of you, you can only slowly come to life with a short memory and endless pain, and that is not as good as one. Don't own it at the beginning.
The original battle is going crazy!
His silence actually cried? He is strong, strong, selfish, indifferent, a little bit awkward, and a little bad-hearted priest adult is actually crying? !
Who made his silence so sad? He wants to kill him! Smashed him! Shredded him!
Forced to calm down the original battle, the big hand caressed the back of the brain, and asked: ”Tell me what happened?”
He slowly raised his head and separated slightly from the original battle. He looked at the man's face greedily, raised his hand and stroked his chin, hot, alive, and real.
Blackwater wins a stone with a big mouth. The two people couldn’t read it anymore. They were so embarrassed that they were embarrassed to stare at them again. They always felt that the two had already arrived in another isolated world.
Fortunately, the soldiers and the slaves have already gone the same, otherwise they will see the two bosses' emotions (meat). Hey, maybe a winter is over, will Jiuyuan's matching rate increase several layers?
The original battle... The original battle has been blissful and I don’t know how to be good. This kind of treatment is not good after his dedication!
The thick attachments, joys, loves and thoughts that his priests have uploaded are already drowning him!
Ask for drowning! No one will come to save me, I am going to drown in this life!
”Mom, what happened?” The intoxicated man did not forget to care about the strangeness of his partner.
”The ancestors punish me for a illusion.” Yan Mo also has no intention of concealing, he urgently needs to talk to his lover.
”Fantasy?”
I wiped my tears with tears, but I lost my face when I shed tears, but it’s really a lot of venting. ”In the illusion, you and I have become ordinary people. We don’t have the slightest ability to sacred blood. We were also taken to be slaves by the bones. The original warriors became their slaves, and we were trapped in slave camps as slaves.”
There is no detailed narrative, only some important experiences are mentioned, and he is not even willing to recall those processes in detail.
But I heard that the two children were killed. He was killed by suicide by cutting off his limbs. In the end, he was left alone and struggled in the slave camp. The heart of the original war broke quickly.
”Why did the ancestors let you experience such a illusion?” The original battle could not wait for him to be in the illusion. If he was there, he would not let his silent person bear those, and it would not be so useless!
The stern mood is still not calm, with a bit of hate: ”Probably because he wants me to feel the feeling of being a weak person.”
The original gaze swept past the slaves who were far away. ”So you saved so many slaves back?”
Slightly smile, smile is a bit ugly, he stroked the man's arm and suddenly said: ”I now understand why some people would rather die than lose their power position and their ability. It is really sad to be a weak person! You have something in your heart. Endless hate, endless anger, endless grievances, but if you don't have the ability and status to control others' lives and deaths, you can't do anything. You can't retaliate, you can't threaten, you can't let the other party pay any price! You Can only hate in the heart, can only curse incompetently, can only hide and hate with hate and despair, can only look at others' eyes and live.”
”... Are you afraid?” The original battle looked at the eyes of the lover.
Suddenly and calmly nodded, ”Yes, I am afraid, I am afraid of losing my current ability, losing everything that transcends others, I am afraid to become a weak person, I am afraid... things in the illusion will actually appear.”
The original war is not laughing. ”My priest, you should believe in yourself more, even if you lose the ability of blood, you still have a hand, you will have acupuncture, you will make poison / medicine, only these two have already let you have self-protection ability. And your medical skills can bring people to your side, you still have the mind, if we really fall into the same situation as in the illusion, we can't kill the horned people, it is not difficult to escape. Oh, Don't forget how you dealt with me at the beginning.”
Strictly want to say something, the original battle pinched his ear, and smiled proudly. ”If you don't believe in yourself, you should believe me. Don't treat the idiot in the fantasy as real, you think I fall. Is it so stupid in that situation? Even if you and the children can't do it, and even if you really sleep with the slave, then life is the first.”
”Hey!” The original battle head slammed a fist.
The original battle laughed and grabbed the harsh hand. ”I said really, I don't want others to touch you. I just can't stand it when I think someone else will meet you. But if that situation is really better than me. A person with a high status and a better living condition than I can give you, I will never stop you from approaching each other. I will only save my strength to take you back in the future and kill the person who once touched you.”
The original battle was very plain, but it was absolutely known that this person really thought so.
Also, the current people have any concept of chastity, the original war does not want others to touch him, but it is monopolized and has nothing to do with chastity. If he really finds a couple of men and women to sleep, the original battle may be so angry that they will kill those people, but they will never feel that his body is contaminated. He does not have this concept.
”If the other party deliberately kills you in order to get me? Or they simply want to humiliate us and kill us. If you lose your ability to blood, you can beat someone and play a lot. Are people besieging? Not to mention the blood soldiers!”
”Mom, you have a sharp horn.” The original battle was helpless, and the **** illusion was too odious, affecting the normal judgment of his priest.
”Well, even if we lose everything, only the power of ordinary people, but ordinary people also have ordinary people to live a life. In the former tribes, there were many soldiers killed by their own slaves. This is in other All the tribes have happened. Those slaves are almost ordinary people, but the soldiers who have been killed have many ability to have blood. Besides, I have always believed in what you said, 'There is no greenery, no firewood.' If necessary, in order to save lives, for you, for the children, the warrior and the dignity of the males, even those slaves let me kneel for mercy, even if I let him be a mount every day...”
”Don't say it!” He couldn't listen to it. He couldn't stand it and couldn't imagine the original battle to do these things for him, and he didn't want him to do it!
The original battle laughed again. He touched his lover's face, took his face, bowed his head and screamed at his nose. He said, ”My silence, my life. Do you think it is hard to imagine? But you still I remember that when I was injured in the original tribe because of the right leg, I was absolutely upgraded. What difference did I have with the weak in your mouth? But I did not despair, I was trying to make myself better. I want to have a slave of my own, and then I got to you. And you were so weak at the time, but you can't deal with my master?”
Strictness seems to be a bit confusing. ”You are telling me that the wishes of people at every level are different? The weak have the happiness of the weak? And they may become strong.”
”That's it.” The original war kissed his mouth and bit his ear. He was so happy that he was so soft. It turned out that his silence was so concerned about him, and he cried for him, hehe!
Blackwater won the stone and covered his face, and secretly opened his fingers.
The only remaining fighters around him were blushing and looking over there, one by one excited: our leaders and priests have a very good relationship! The ancestors are on, this is just too good!
Wuyuan did not leave, he looked at the eyes of the two have a faint envy. He also had wives and children, but when he was degraded as a slave, his wife and children did not follow him, but chose his father. He does not blame his wife, one of the women who became a father, it is better than taking a child to live with him, but in the end it is difficult.
In the eyes, there is only the original priest of his own priest: ”My priest, waking up from sorrow, your son, apprentice, and me are still alive! The strong also have the troubles of the strong, we Now that it is very powerful, are we not worried about it? On the contrary, we have more enemies and more things we have to consider.”
”But I still feel that being a strong person is good.” He muttered silently, and he had no temper for the original battle.
The original battle laughed. ”Of course, if you can be a strong person, who wouldn't want to do it? If you really think about the weak... Well, actually, I think the rules you have given to Jiuyuan are creating a relatively fair life for the weak. Environment, I seem to understand what the ancestors want to do for you.”
I closed my eyes and said, ”I thought you should have understood it long ago.”
The original battle laughed. ”Well, I will support you more seriously. Let us build a tribe for the weak to live in peace and try not to feel unfair.”