Love Code at the End of the World

“You're welcome, we made this wine ourselves. Try it!” Uncle Akb raised the glass.

“Hey, that's more like it!” And the pussy said out loud, "Turns out you're hiding such good wine! Brothers, drink! ”

“Okay!” With the wine, it started to buzz.

Driven by the pussies, everyone picked up their glasses and began to smell like wheat wine in the air.

Wine is rare in this world.

It makes less wine.

But this is the wisdom of man, the artifact of man.

“We're coming too!” Joel and Leah also collided with Blue Feathers and fought together, making their feelings seem close.

“I'll bake corn for everyone!” Sakura ran happily to * * and now she's the only girl here.

“Come ~ ~” The magician grinned, picked up the glass, looked at the ghost in the bucket, the ghost drank a sip, immediately tightened his eyebrow, his face buried in the water.

“Hahahaha ~ ~" Argyle laughed funny. Xiao Night gently pushed purple wings, indicating to him to toast the magician, purple wings shook his head, silently drinking boring wine.

Xiao Night shrugged her shoulders and drank herself and Aroma.

You come and go with me, the atmosphere is a lot more harmonious.

They're the only ones who don't move. Gradually no longer afraid of them, they began to become alert. The look is illuminated in the burning flames of the bear as if wandering between reality and the future, with no direction, and the stubborn look is confused, seemingly unclear how to face the unknown future.

“Akb, then Noah City depends on you to protect it.” Mason raised his glass to Akb, and more than a few things complicated his look and moved him.

Akb twisted his eyebrows slightly and sighed a long time: "I've learned about the past from Pelosi, and if it was me, maybe it was the same decision. Come!” Akb and Mason's glass collided.

The uncles also raised their glasses and consumed years of resentment with wine in the glass.

Laheus stood up and hesitated to Uncle Akb: "Uncle Akb, this is Laheus. Is my father and mother there? ”

Akbu looks surprised: "You're Lexius! Guys, come here. Look, this is Lexius. He's grown up! ”

Everyone was surrounded by Lexius, and Lexius' face became more and more anxious in the fire. He was anxious to find his parents. By the time Sister Shirley came back, he had already known how rare her mother was, because Sister Shirley had brought back a woman without her mother.

I was anxious for Lexius, but there was nothing I could do. I understand this feeling of helplessness that I can't see with my parents, so I hope these uncles will have Lexius' father.

Suddenly, the pussy hit me, pointing to Muto: “You are their king now, you must show them the way. ”

“I'm not.” I said, "I set them free, they don't have to follow me. ”

“This is not necessarily good for them.” Herrer sincerely said, looking at me with a glass in his hand, his bright eyes flashing in the light, and he smiled at me: “Ice, look at them now, they are confused, what they need is someone who can give them hope and direction. You think giving them freedom will keep them alive here? They are the slaves of the Ghost-Eating Nation, they have been enslaved for too long, and sudden freedom will make them panic and overwhelmed, not knowing how to live. ”

I looked at the stubborn Muto and them, and maybe Herae was right.

“You can keep them with you, and then help them get back to people, you have this ability, Ice.” Hurley put his hands up on my shoulder and saw it, “If it wasn't for you, how could we and the pussy sit together and drink like this?” Herrer took a look at the drunk and happy pussy.

I thought to myself, looking at the lazy motorcyclists, they still had no expression, no glasses, no eating, no drinking, no talking, and even the flames couldn't warm them up so they could chat like the people here.

“Go, go, go.” The pussy slaps me too, “you also need a team, take it first ~ ~" the pussy laughs.

I made a decision in my heart to stand up and walk toward Muto.

They saw me walking towards them, a look tightened up again, “Wow," all dropped the glasses, panicked, stood up and started closing in on each other, they were sitting around, and now they were standing in front of me, and Muto was in front of them.

That's good, too, because at least they reacted and stopped acting like puppets.

I look at the anxiety and nervousness in their faces, and I feel sad for them.

Their abilities should not be weak, as the pussies say, but they are like brutally domesticated beasts who instinctively fear hand-whipped trainers.

They were obviously wild beasts who could be arrogant, but they were afraid to hide behind the bushes like they had been cut off their nails.

With her bloody and murderous reign, Margaery destroyed the fighting spirit of these teenagers, even if they were stronger, but only as slaves.

I looked at them, raised the glasses, but the way I raised them, they shrunk together in horror, like I was trying to kill them.

Their instinctive fear made my mood worse.

I slowly retracted my hand like facing a bunch of overwhelmed deer.

“My name is Ice Dragon, and now I'm supposed to be your king...” I said, their eyes open as if they were frightened to look at me. Slowly, they lowered their heads, the fear on their faces slowly disappeared, and they became expressionless like slaves, dropping their hands slowly on my knees.

They suddenly knelt down and stunned me for a moment.

Murto, Elita and Juye watched as they knelt and began to become atheistic, and Murto, once the most rebellious, lowered his face and watched the glittering campfire in disillusionment.

“You said… to set us free…" He whispered, but not shouted, indicating that in his bones, the proud bone had been completely removed, showing all the fate of the slave.

I nodded slightly, "Yes, I did. Even if you want freedom now, I'll give it to you. Do you want it?” I asked softly, a lot of these teenagers who were taller than me.

They did not lift their faces, and no one questioned them, but merely snuggled together. The little hid behind the big one, the big one slightly blocked the little one.

There were so many of them, none of them stood up and said I wanted to.

“Do you want it, Murto?” I asked Murto because he was the only one of them who had a little bit of a fight, and the only one who dared to say a word or two to me.

Muto became confused and watched the campfire ungodly.

“Can you live here? Can you protect yourselves? Do you know what you want?” One question after another, and I got no response, only that similar, stubborn face, and I was talking to a bunch of puppets.