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Chapter 51 He Wants to Blaspheme
".Is this what you mean by sincerity?"

The man tried to control his breathing, looking at the small hands moving back and forth on his chest.

Because they often spend time outdoors, the man's skin is tanned by the scorching sun into a honey-brown color, with a beautiful luster under the sunlight.

The muscles under the hands are firm and flexible, and they tremble sensitively when poking the depressions in the blocky muscles.

It reminded Chizhi of those big cats.

"Yeah." The girl answered vaguely.

She placed her lips over his, moving them over the tense muscles on the sides of his neck.

She could clearly feel the blood flowing here, and the strong mint flavor made her lick it.

"Hmm" the man panted softly, clenched his fingers and then lowered them with restraint.

But the next moment he took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Because the girl's hand reached out to his collar and groped downwards.

From his full chest muscles to his hard abdomen.

Finally, go down——

"Your Highness!" The man grabbed her wrist, breathing heavily, "If you do this again--"

"What do you want to do now?" The girl traced the well-defined lines of his lips with her fingers and hooked his trembling Adam's apple.

Qianzhi's visual world suddenly collapsed.

The man held his arm above her, observing courtesy and not touching her body.

But his eyes were like the turbulent sea, hiding a greedy beast ready to devour.

"I'd want to hug you."

"Sure." The girl turned her head and rubbed the inside of his forearm with her head.

For her, this exquisite dessert was something she had been looking forward to for a long time.

The girl did not erase the man's memory, but let him leave with his memory.

Ning didn't know when, but he was already standing behind her.

His deep green eyes, as clear as glass, looked at the ambiguous traces on the girl with pure doubt:
"Sister, why do you want to tell him your name?"

They are aliens in nature and also aliens in human form.

The planet was declining, and what little power it had left was distributed among them.

They awakened from plant and animal forms and originally had no names.

"You said 'Qianzhi'?" The girl swung her legs. There was a faint bite mark on her slender ankle, which was left by the man just now.

"He insisted on knowing, so I just gave it a random name. But it suits me, doesn't it?"

Because her body already has countless branches, and when stretched out, it is even larger than they imagined.

"If we tell him, it will involve more people."

Although lemon has only been around for a short time, only a few hundred years, many things have been seen very clearly.

The sister accepted the food offered by humans and began to develop more and more human-like emotions.

She likes humans more than they do, who are indifferent to humans.

"That's true," Qianzhi combed her long lemon green hair, "but it's also fun to kill time."

The young man looked at her steadily with clear eyes, walked up to her, and kissed her lips gently.

"Are Die and I boring? You can do that to me, too, sister."

He couldn't grow bulging and toned muscles like that man, or have the scent to capture females, but he could do what that man did.

As long as his sister is with him and Die.

"Hiss," the boy in her arms was like a lemon tree. The sour smell coupled with the boy's own youthfulness made the girl grin.

He was too pure, and the roots of his thoughts were firmly rooted in her, as if they would lose the soil to grow without her.

"Ning, you are still a little baby," she smiled and rubbed Ning's soft white face, "Just stand behind your sister and she will block the wind for you."

Ning knew that one day her sister would walk out of that magnificent palace.

The crisis of doomsday is like a tsunami that sweeps across everything, quickly devouring the remaining lives. Even a solid wall cannot stop the invasion of doomsday.

The zombies outside the fortress piled up into long steps of rotten flesh, with pus and flesh turning out, rolling and surging like maggots to attack the human fortress. The humans defending on top of the fortress were torn apart by the crazy zombies that climbed onto the wall, and their wailing and screaming were shrill, piercing everyone's eardrums.

Bone-piercing despair enveloped everyone.

Everyone looked at the swarm of zombies coming like a tide and almost gave up struggling.

But the next moment.

Countless vines grew from the cracks in the gray-black stones and from the abandoned barren soil, instantly forming a solid and hard wall to block the zombies that were rushing over.

The vines tightly bound the zombies that pounced on humans, and easily pierced the zombies' heads with their sharp branches.

In people's sight, those pale, rotten, and lifeless faces that always represented death were replaced by vibrant green for the first time.

The thick miasma of zombies above the fortress dissipated, and a bit of golden sunlight came through the thick fog and shone on the girl in the air.

Her green eyes stared at the people below with a hint of pity and indifference.

The sunlight shone on her side, casting a thin halo.

That strange sense of separation between light and darkness.

It's just like--

"Isn't this what Siming said! God, God's messenger!"

Some people looked at the purple-eyed man called Siming with reverence, and cheered for the girl in the air.

"What Siming said is indeed right. The world has not given up on us!"

"God's envoy, please protect us!"

Some people knelt down devoutly.

Someone reached out to her.

"Qianzhi." The man called the girl's name and stretched out his arm.

The moment the girl saw the man, her eyes lit up as if she had seen delicious food.

She jumped lightly with her bare feet, jumped down from mid-air, and landed lightly in the man's arms.

"Ian," she called the man's name, arched her nose to the side of his neck, and licked the blood on it.

"I wasted a lot of energy. I'm hungry."

She poked her head out of the man's arms, glanced at the soldiers around her, and licked her lips.

Chocolate, floral, honey, vanilla
Ah, that blond and brown-haired man tastes great.

And the one with azure blue hair was still winking at her playfully.

Her chin was gently pulled back by the man, and fell into the dark blue sea in his eyes.

"I'll give you as much as Qianzhi wants to eat," he said.

Be it blood, flesh and bones.

He could give her anything.

He wanted to have her all to himself for a little longer.

If she is really the god that Siming mentioned.

Well, he wanted to blaspheme.

Ning and Die followed Qianzhi and moved from the mansion outside the fortress to inside the fortress.

As the darkness of the end of the world has gradually spread, the mansion has been constantly attacked by mutant animals.

Ning knew that Butterfly didn't like it here. This silver butterfly hated humans.

But he himself didn't feel anything special, human desires were simple in his eyes.

Jealousy, envy, disgust, fear, happiness, despair.
There is also something like love.

He had seen similar emotions in the eyes of men, in the eyes of the one people called Sima Ming, and in the eyes of other men.

But Ning doesn't care. As long as his sister is happy, he is happy.

All his thoughts and actions came only from his sister.

But at this time, he would not have thought that this would be the last time he would see his sister smile.

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