Apocalyptic Rebirth: Earth’s Vast Changes

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Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating dark windows, empty and empty. If it wasn't for Qin Luo's long-term vigilance, he would have thought that he was awake and dazzled.

Helplessly sighed, Qin Luo lit the bedside lamp and got up and walked to the window. There were black holes outside, but nothing except the sound of rain. He opened the window and reached out half of his body. The eaves were wide, only a small amount of rain and mist splashed down, and the wind was slightly cold on the face. Qin Luo squinted his eyes and looked at the yard. In the dark rain curtain, only the shadow of the hibiscus tree swayed in the heavy rain.

Intuition tells him that Mo looks like a child running away from home shouting, don't twist out the door, but dare not go far, hide in a place where he can see the door, watch it secretly, and look forward to the family and adults to find out he.

Qin Luo yelled outside when he rushed out of the window, and the rain couldn't spread far. He put his hand to his mouth again, and shouted a few times for Mo to return soon. There was still no response, but Qin Ke, who was sleeping on the bed, stumbled into a dream, turned over and went to sleep.

I was thinking about hitting an umbrella and going around in the yard to see if the awkward guy had no common sense and hid in a tree branch during a thunderstorm. Suddenly, a dark shadow turned from the wide and wide eaves into the window, scaring Qin Luo. However, after the dark shadow entered the window, it was always close to the window, making a look ready to run away.

Through the dim light of the bedside lamp, Qin Luo saw Mo dripping with water, and stood there pitifully looking at him. It seems that as long as he has a look of disgust or fear, he will let him run away completely.

Qin helplessly sighed, Mo's body shook twice. Seeing him like that, Qin Luo even thought that even if he said a few words aloud, the stinky boy would be shocked to death.

Chong Mo beckoned and motioned for him to come. Mo hesitated, and slowly walked to Qin Luo. Qin Luo pulled his hand, and it was cold and cold, and it was estimated that he had been in the rain for a long time.

"I'll close the window and let you bathe in hot water. After you take a bath and change into clean clothes, let's talk about the others."

Murrah took Qin Luo. "I, I will leave in a while."

Qin Luo was a little angry. "Walk, where are you going? It doesn't matter if you just run away without saying a word, don't go home at night and get out in the rain, and you have to run away when you come back. Do you think you are tall, I do n’t Are you holding your back and spanking? "

Mo stared and stared at Qin Luo, completely different from what he imagined. Qin Luofei did not show any fear, and seemed to be very angry when he left.

Blinking and blinking, Mo was indigestible for a while.

"Don't sell me cute, if you dare to run without saying a word, see if I don't hold you to spank." Qin Luo pretended to be frightening Mo Mo. God knows how to catch up with a guy with a blood gene, and can strengthen the force value to hit his **** without being sucked into an adult.

Mo did not understand Qin Luo's first sentence. He knew the meaning of selling, but who could tell him what selling was cute. This is not the point. The point is that Qin Luo will not let him run, but he will also be spanked?

"I, I, I killed someone ..." Mo gritted his teeth and reluctantly said it. He was glad he was awake quickly, otherwise the scene would be extremely bloody.

Qin Luo snorted, "I also killed someone, it's your multiple."

Mo's eyes widened. This news made him more incredible than Qin Luo's instant disappearance of his collar. It seems that Qin Luo, who is soft and weak, will kill people. How is this possible?

Seeing his apparent disbelief, Qin Luo rolled his eyes. "The two remaining guys were killed by me."

"You, you killed, killed two people?" Mo couldn't believe his ears.

"They weren't good at all. If you look at the fierce attack on me, you must be holding your life. Besides, they can see you clearly. If we talk about it, we will have trouble. As he said, he closed the window. I dragged ink to the bathroom to bathe.

Mo was obviously still immersed in the shock of Qin Luo's killings, until he was stripped of his clothes and stuffed into the warm water.

Qin Luo puts Mo's clothes aside and tries to focus on the water as far as possible, avoiding always looking at things he shouldn't see. Last time, he just helped Mo put the bath water in. He didn't even notice Mo's lower body. I didn't expect this guy and the place would be so expected. Qin Luo moved his legs subconsciously, a little inferior.

Well men, they are all on the countertop, and they have their own opinions and abilities. But there is one thing that everyone is unwilling to compare, and men can't ignore it, that is the two or two meats that show great power. So at this time Qin Luo's heart, it is inevitable that a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred.

When Mo returned to God, Qin Luo's eyes swept across his legs, Mo didn't care. When he was detained by the institute, he had not been naked and tied to the test bed naked.

Qin Luo was arrested for doing bad things, and his face turned red instantly. Hurriedly grabbed the shampoo aside and squeezed some "close your eyes" on Mo's head.

Mo looked at him, and closed his eyes obediently.

Qin Luo put away his cranky heart and gently scrubbed the hair with ink. Only then did Mo's body slowly relax. He felt that Qin Luo did not have any fear at all, and did not think of him as a monster.

"You ... why aren't you afraid?" Mo was curious.

"You mean things that you can enhance your ability by consuming human blood; or things that your nails can be stretched and arbitrarily sharp, or things that are comparable to radar with the perception of flowing blood," Qin Luo said in a breath. There are several hidden abilities of the ink.

Mo turned his head in shock and stared at him. "How do you know?"

Qin Luo straightened his head and slapped him on the back. "Close your eyes. Shampoos can get into your eyes."

Mo closed her eyes obediently again, and asked, "Why do you know?"

"When you said that silver ions were injected into the leg bones, I roughly guessed your identity. Because you have guys with similar bloodlines, they are all beautiful and excellent, and they are born with an indescribable nobility. Qin Luo shrugged.

In the last days, Qin Luo had a pair of golden eyes. Although the blood race and werewolf are creatures that can be completely hidden in the crowd, they each have their own characteristics. The blood people are noble and handsome, and they are born with an arrogance that despise all species. The appearance can also be modified as much as possible, but the look in the eyes can't deceive people. The werewolves are physically stout, they are untamed, and they are born with a sense of turbulence. Both of these creatures will be injured by silver daggers and bullets.

Mo's handsome appearance, elegant temperament, and cold, especially those pair of dark eyes, almost in line with the characteristics of the blood royal family. Qin Luo couldn't think of the name 'Merphys' at the time, but it did not mean that he would not analyze. Based on time and everything after the end of the world, Qin Luo felt that this 'Merphys' was probably the king who the blood family claimed was missing. But the nails that ink can stretch freely are not the characteristics of blood. He once saw this ability of Mo, who once thought that Mo had the blood of a crazy werewolf. Now it seems that Mo may be the new species created by the institute. However, Qin Luo did not intend to tell Mo. No one would wish that they were just the product of someone else's cold instrument test tube.

Mo chewed Qin Luo's words carefully and murmured "similar bloodlines?"

Qin Luo sighed in secret. "What I said is similar, at least they do n’t eat human food, and you eat it, and there is no rejection. So I think you are just a bit special. Just like me, we just compare Most people are special. You do n’t have to take it too seriously, and you do n’t have to worry about what you are. Besides, we have lived together for so long, have n’t you treated me? Didn't everyone get along well with you? "

Mo never spoke again, but Qin Luo felt that Mo should listen to what he said.

Qin Luo washed off the foam on the ink head and wiped his hair slowly with a dry towel.

Mo glanced deeply at Qin Luo. "Can I stay here forever?"

Qin Luo raised his hand and knocked on his brain. "Stupid, of course. I'm working hard to prepare food now, and to strengthen the villa, just for our family to live in peace."

Mo accurately captured the word ‘family’, and some flashes of memory flashed through his head, and he could n’t help but curl up. He saw that those people would snuggle on cold nights, would talk when they were aggrieved, and they would be filled with hot meals after returning from work ... this feels good.

Qin Luo saw that he had a happy face on his face, and his heart was relieved. He had originally planned that if the boy was stubborn, he would have to talk all night long. It doesn't seem to be necessary now, and I can kick Mo back to sleep on my own.

"You wash it yourself and then dry it. I'll find clothes for you." Qin Luo got up and went to Mo's room, and gave him a clean set of pajamas.

Mo obediently got out of the bathroom and stared at Qin Ke, who was sleeping on Qin Luo's bed, and looked at Qin Luo for a while, saying poorly to Qin Luo, "I can sleep with you tonight."

Qin Luo's heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't bear to see Mo's pitiful appearance. Secretly consoling himself, his current mentality can only be regarded as a child, at least a few years older than Qin Ke; Moreover, in the villa of Qin Yas and his wife, the three also shared the same bed.

Seeing that Qin Luo hadn't spoken at all, there was something unpleasant in his heart, and he was going to go back to the room to sleep on his own, but was stopped by Qin Luo.

"Don't you say you want to stay and sleep?" Qin Luo tried to make his voice sound more natural.

But Mo still heard his nervousness from his accelerated heartbeat. He picked the corners of his lips, and obediently followed Qin Luo to lie down.

Qin Luo's bed was not too big, and the three people were a little crowded. In order not to squeeze into Qin Ke who was asleep, he and Mo could only stay close. Mo was very happy, but he didn't show it on his face. He naturally held Qin Luo in his arms. Qin Luo sucked at the corners of his mouth, and the movement of self-consolation was like a child, holding a beloved doll.

"Does it still hurt?" Mo suddenly said softly.

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nbsp; Qin Luo felt a moment before he came over and Mo asked if the wound was "no, it doesn't hurt."

In fact, Qin Luo also has many secrets, not only does he have room for heredity. He also inherited some special constitutions. For example, his wound will be better than others, and this trait will be more obvious after the eschatology.

Mo lightly got up, sniffed on Qin Luo's arm, and lay down and stuck to his back, it seemed closer than before.

Qin Luo had some black lines, and he intuitively told him to use Mo's induction to know the condition of the wound without having to come together. Maybe Mo burst into killing blood at that time because the guy cut himself.

"I won't hurt you again in the future," Mo said quietly in Qin Luo's ear.

In Qin Luo's heart, there was a trace of something passing through the Buddha, and it was hard to catch but couldn't be ignored.