Chapter 472： Doomsday Terminator 22 ┃ Xuan Ming of the Source World (1/2)

After getting away from the crowd, Zhuang Li let go of Bei Ming's ears and pondered: "You said, what will the Lord of the End of the World do next? Frozen, heating, floods, meteorites, he has tried them all, and still have what?"

Bei Ming shook his head guiltily: "I don't know. We'll just wait."

Zhuang Li looked up at the sky.

Above the high dome, the rolling dark clouds are dissipating layer by layer, revealing the long-lost sun. The warm light was like golden raindrops, falling all over the sky.

Zhuang Li guessed: "Within today, he probably won't make another move."

Bei Ming looked at this man intently, his voice hoarse and low. Compared with the lord of the last days, he cares more about everything in front of him.

Zhuang Li felt his burning eyes, and asked with a smile, "Do you know why I like Pippi shrimp?"

Bei Ming: "...I don't know."

Zhuang Li continued to ask: "Then do you know what Pipi shrimp is used for?"

Bei Ming: "...for food?"

Zhuang Li shook his head: "No, Pipi Shrimp is for riding."

Bei Ming was stunned for a while before gradually comprehending the meaning of this sentence, and his fair ears instantly turned red.

Zhuang Li grabbed his hot ear and said with a smile, "Let's go, ride the Pipi shrimp."

In Bei Ming's mind, a corresponding picture has already appeared in his mind: being ridden by Dr. Zhuang on his waist or something?  …

No, the nosebleed is about to come out.

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After some galloping, Bei Ming hugged the exhausted Dr. Zhuang and fell asleep. In a dream, he felt that someone was spying on him. When he opened his eyes, he was shocked to find a man standing beside his bed. Extraordinarily tall? Man.

And that person still has a face exactly like him!

Bei Ming immediately sat up, blocking Dr. Zhuang, and staring at the man.

The other party was wearing a black T-shirt and camouflage pants, and the muscles on his body were bulging and covered with scars. It can be seen that he has been in the **** of blood and fire and is an extremely dangerous character.

The other party's dark and deep eyes also looked at him for a moment, and there was a scrutiny and a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Bei Ming hurriedly hugged Dr. Zhuang tightly, and the muscles in his body also tightened.

"I'm here to see my lover." The man said in a deep voice, his cold eyes turned into indescribable tenderness when he fell on Zhuang Li.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Zhuang Li's red-stained, round shoulders.

"Don't touch him!" Bei Ming held the man's wrist tightly, but was horrified to find that Rao was as powerful as himself, but he was completely unable to resist the man's giant force.

The other party still stretched out his hand forward, stroked Zhuang Li's shoulder lightly with his cold fingertips, and rubbed the small red mark printed on it.

Looking at these traces of passion, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"I am you, you are me, and if you can touch him, of course I can." The man said something incredible in a low voice.

Bei Ming was stunned.

The man caressed Zhuang Li's sleeping face reluctantly, and then used all his self-control to slowly take two steps back. He stood by the bed and looked at Bei Ming condescendingly, with a very cold tone: "I felt that he was very close to me, so I came to see him."

Bei Ming let go of Dr. Zhuang lightly, and stood up from the bed, his body secretly condensing strength, and his eyes shot out killing intent.

The man did not intend to continue approaching, but instead retreated step by step, and finally sat on the single sofa opposite the bed.

"You can't beat me." He said calmly: "You are just an incarnation of me, and all of your power comes from me."

"It was you who destroyed the world before?" The killing intent in Bei Ming's eyes became stronger.

"Of course not. My favorite person is here, how can I destroy the world. What's more, this whole universe belongs to me. The more alive it is, the stronger my power will be." Putting his index finger on his forehead, he said lightly: "A foreign **** used those missionaries to constantly plunder power from me. I am gradually becoming weaker, and my universe is dying. I thought I would die until his? appear."

The man's gentle gaze was fixed on the sleeping Zhuang Li for a long time, and his deep love poured out.

"The Lord of the Last World is the minion of a foreign god. His so-called divine power was stolen from me. But he has no godhead and can't retain this power, so he needs to keep destroying one world after another. It absorbs the life force of a whole world from it to maintain the power of the gods.

"Once his plan to destroy a world fails, he will die if he can't get the life force of this world as a supply. Just like a drug-addicted person will go into madness if he lacks the solace of drugs. They can never get stronger, they're just drinking poison to quench their thirst."

Having said this, the man paused for a few seconds, and then smiled deeply: "These people may die? I don't know, they are actually too fragile to be attacked."

Bei Ming was fascinated by listening. He could feel his own strength resonating with the strength of a man.

And the originally powerful self was as small as a speck of dust in front of the man.

"Since you are so powerful, why don't you come to protect this world?" Bei Ming asked.

"Because my mission is to kill foreign gods. Only when he is dead will everything really end." The man said coldly.

"Then what are you doing here again?" Bei Ming moved slowly, completely blocking Dr. Zhuang on the bed.