“When will it end…”

Tong Hua looked straight into Evil's deep eyes.

"?End? What do you mean?"

Evil asked in confusion.

Tong Hua clenched his fists tightly, but his tone was very plain.

"When will you stop betting with me and stop making trouble for me."

Evil turned his head slightly.

"Until... the day you lost."

Tong Hua suppressed her inner anger.

Lost? Isn’t that just want to die? What’s the difference between losing and dying?

Evil will not let him go. Tong Hua remained silent and thought about how to get rid of evil.

"Is this transaction not cost-effective to him? Yes, a person's life is not important."

Seeing that Tong Hua was silent, Ei thought he felt that the deal was not worthy of agreement, so he made a concession for the first time.

"This human being doesn't seem to be worthy of your agreement to deal with me. This way, as long as you no longer stay in Junyang District for a long time, I will return it to you."

Evil said.

Hearing Ei say this, Tong Hua immediately agreed. Anyway, she didn't plan to stay here for a long time. It was a surprise to be able to rescue Lang Keke by the way.

"Okay! Yes."

The evil conspiracy succeeded and smiled, touched Lang Keke with his feet, and said, "Then I will leave this human being for you. Come out quickly, otherwise I will be bored."

After the words came, evil disappeared from Tong Hua's sight, and even a shadow was left.

"So fast... I can't see clearly how strong it is..."

A feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. Even though Tong Hua is getting stronger and stronger now, he always feels that he is not a little bit different from evil.

He picked up Lang Keke's delicate body and put her head on her shoulders. A pleasant body scent penetrated into his nostrils.

Huo Ling and his friends took Langhun's body back to Junyang District, and joined forces with the remaining soldiers to conduct a thorough cleaning of the underground base.

It was not until the afternoon that Huo Ling and his group got a rest time.

The sequelae left by the war made Huo Ling and others who participated in the battle become a little hostile, with murderous intent in their eyes, and asked ordinary survivors to stay away from them.

Huo Ling took a cool bath and found a spiritual sustenance that supported him without despair. His daughter, Huo Jing.

Huo Ling looked at his daughter's safety and a relaxed smile appeared on his face. His head became dizzy. Finally, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

Everyone rushed to send Huo Ling for examination. Fortunately, it was just too much pressure and a short coma caused by mental fatigue. It would be better to rest for a while.

What surprised Tong Hua slightly was that he didn't seem to be worried when he saw Xiao Jing in the crowd.

this……

She was still staying aside, eating a colorful lollipop that was bigger than her small face...

never mind.

Perhaps, Xiaojing just thought Huo Ling was asleep, a teenage girl, no one said anything more...

Jiao Qing walked to Xiaojing, hugged Xiaojing in his arms, and comforted him, "Xiaojing, don't worry, Uncle Huo is just too tired, just take a break."

"Well, dad won't be a problem, sister eat Tangtang!"

Xiaojing replied obediently, reaching out and stuffing the lollipop like a big cake into Jiao Qing's mouth.

Jiao Qing sneered twice, touched Xiaojing's head, and said, "Sister, don't eat it, Xiaojing will eat it!"

Everyone was at peace when they saw it, and Tong Hua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

While thinking about how to talk about Lang Keke about Lang Hun, Lang Keke suddenly woke up, her chest kept undulating, her breathing was a little rapid, and her head was sweating that meant that she had just had a nightmare.

Seeing Tong Hua, Lang Keke reached out and grabbed one of Tong Hua's arm, and curled his mouth and cried.

"Tong Hua...what is my dad...how's he? I saw...whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

I don’t know how to comfort me, and Tong Hua doesn’t know how to comfort others at all. He can only put his hand on Lang Keke’s head, like coaxing a child.

"Tong Hua... say... wuwuwu... Is something wrong with him..."

Lang Keke became more and more sad the more she cried. Her head was buried on Tong Hua's shoulders, and tears wet Tong Hua's skin.

"Sister Coco..."

Jiao Qing patted Lang Keke's back lightly, and she didn't know the feeling of losing a relative.

Tong Hua stayed in Junyang District all night. That night, Tong Hua heard countless crying sounds, including survivors and surviving soldiers.

besides……

Tong Hua seemed to be able to hear countless wailings and crying on that battlefield.

Is that the cry of the soul?

Tong Hua didn't know, but Tong Hua couldn't sleep. Even though he was exhausted, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of scenes on the battlefield.

Corpse are everywhere.

Blood flows into a river.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao, who was holding his arms tightly beside him, was already asleep, Tong Hua gently pulled out his hand and sat on the bed.

He wanted to see the scenery, but there was no window in the underground base.

Outside, the once pretty good scenery has become hell.

Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps it was because Tong Hua's senses were already too sharp.

Tong Hua heard a hint of moans and indulge in the dark night.

These ordinary survivors were taken away by the end of the world, family, relatives, wealth, all...

Without a spiritual sustenance, I no longer care about each other's past, hug each other, and feel the only warmth.

At least, some fear can be offset...

Tong Hua bent down and gently rubbed Mo Xiaoxiao's little face with his fingers.

No matter what other people's vision is, Mo Xiaoxiao follows Tong Hua closely. It was Tong Hua who saved her, and it was Tong Hua who allowed her to survive until now.

In the dark, Mo Xiaoxiao's dependence on Tong Hua became more and more intense.

Only after experiencing pain can the heart become tenacious, but at the same time it will become more fragile...

"Um……"

Mo Xiaoxiao opened her clear eyes, hooked her arms around Tong Hua's neck, and put her little cold mouth up.

Tong Hua originally just wanted to touch Mo Xiaoxiao's face, but now...

Tong Hua accepted Mo Xiaoxiao's kiss at a loss.

Very cold.

Very sweet too...

He licked Mo Xiaoxiao's lips a few times, and then he couldn't stop.

Compared with Lang Keke, Mo Xiaoxiao's lips are very cool and thin, but they are the same soft, making Tong Hua linger.

He shamelessly compared Lang Keke and Mo Xiaoxiao to each other, but the kiss became deeper and the breathing became a little rapid.

Mo Xiaoxiao's two thin legs had already clamped Tong Hua's waist at some point, and she let out continuous moans in her throat.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Like many bloody plots in stories, even though it was already night, Tong Hua's door was still knocked.

"Wave……"

There was a strange sound when the lips parted, and there was still a trace of transparent saliva at the corner of my mouth...

Mo Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, obviously still savoring the long kiss she had just now, with a little dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Ahem...

He stood up and let go of Tong Hua with his thin legs.

When I walked to the door, I opened the door. It was a person Tong Hua didn't know much.
Chapter completed!