MTL - Apocalyptic Rebirth: Earth’s Vast Changes-Chapter 47

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Mo stared cautiously at the guy in front of him, his face tightly alert. But the image in his mind was surging, flashing countless pictures related to him.

"My king, do you have to be so alert to me?"

The red light flashed in the ink eyes and murmured "Kurundi ..."

Kurundi's eyes widened in surprise, his voice trembling slightly "King, my King."

He approached Mo step by step, and stretched out his fair hands to touch Mo's face slowly. "Morphys, I miss you so much ..."

As Kurundi held Mo's neck, he tipped his toes to kiss Mo's lips, and Mo slowly lowered his head. As soon as Kurundi was about to kiss his lips, the red light in his eyes suddenly dissipated. He waved his arm violently, and Kurundi, who was holding his shoulder, was swept away vigorously.

Kurundi was so focused that he did not expect Mo to shoot at him. Mo's sweeping force was not small, and Kurundi flew out obliquely, knocking over some things immediately. He turned back to stare at Mo severely, opened his mouth to expose his fangs, showing that he was unusually angry at the moment.

However, he quickly controlled his emotions and stood up again to restore his original elegance.

Mo was standing still, panting, and just now his brain burst into many memories about Kurundi. There was anger, joy, joy, and despair, which disturbed him, and he was approached by the guy for a while. What made him most unacceptable was that this guy seemed to be motivating deep in his consciousness, something that did not belong to him. And after he was evoked, that consciousness wanted to fight for the mastership of the body.

Kurundi was also a little surprised. He glanced over Mo's forehead, where a fine cold sweat appeared. You need to know that the ability of the blood race is very strong, and it is not afraid of the cold, and things like cold sweat are almost impossible to see from the blood race.

Mo was suffering at this time, and just now he spent a lot of energy in order to regain control of the body. When Kurundi was holding him, he actually had a murder, but there was another power to eliminate it. Otherwise, Kurundi is definitely not popped like this, it is likely that he has been cut in half by his sharp nails. Ke Mo knew very well that if it wasn't for the consciousness, he wouldn't be able to regain control of the body so quickly.

Kurundi frowned, Murphy's strength, he knew better than anyone else. He thought that as long as he evoked the sleeping consciousness of Murphy and the potential of the mighty king, he would devour the self-consciousness of the body, and eventually easily control the use of the body. What he didn't expect was that this body's self-consciousness could suppress the Murphy's consciousness that he elicited so powerfully. It can be seen that the body's self-consciousness is not as fragile as he had previously thought. If the self-consciousness is allowed to control this body for a long time, will Morpheus' consciousness be swallowed by him in turn. Thinking of a panic here, Kurundi couldn't help shaking his fingers.

Kurundi pressed down the fear in his heart, and once again exudes a charming smile. His eyes flowed like a thousand words: "My king, you shouldn't reject me."

Mo stared at him deadly, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his lips, "I'm not your king, put away your trick."

Kurundi chuckled, flashing an inevitable light in his eyes, "Don't you want to be Murphy?"

Mo Yiyi "What can't be achieved, I'm Murphy."

Kurundi shook his forefinger slightly. "If you are so sure that you are Murphys, why would you call yourself Mo?"

Mo noticed that his eyes were flowing strangely, and he closed his eyes instinctively. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Kurundi seemed to have heard some funny jokes and laughed suddenly. He then sighed a few times, "It is indeed derived from his cells, and the alertness is indeed very high. But whether you want to or not, you will eventually be Murphys. Even if Mo and Zero exist, It will be wiped out, just like the experimental questions created. "

Momo quickly scratched through the scenes of his research, but those scenes were particularly vague. When he saw that he was very young, he was enclosed in a one-meter glass container. Around the container, there are countless general-sized containers, and the masks there are all babies sleeping like him. It's just that the babies look a bit weird, either with scary fingers or out-of-shape fangs.

"No ..." Mo's voice carried unspeakable fear.

Kurundi's eyes were looking directly at Mo, and Mo's eyes flashed red again, his face showing the deep affection of pain and struggle, and eventually dim.

"Kurundi, you shouldn't wake me up so early ..." Mo suddenly said quietly, but the voice brought endless icy cold.

In the next instant, all of Kurundi's clothes burst instantly, and he was merely stuck on the glass curtain wall. Mo's hand was clinging to Kurundi's neck, and he was naked and lifted on it.

With a surprise on Kurundi's face, it was clear that Murphy's consciousness was awake. In the dark, the man's eyes, which had just been black, had become as **** as him.

"King, my king." Kurundi seemed to be struggling to embrace that body.

The red light in the ink eyes was even better, easily suppressing Kurundi's movement. He slowly raised his other hand, the sharp nails bursting, and cut a three or four inch wound on Kurundi's chest. The wound only cut the skin, not deep, but blood soon oozed.

Kurundi's body shuddered a few times, raised his legs to hook out the ink thighs, and slowly rubbed across the pants.

Mo bowed her head and licked the blood from the wound with the tip of her tongue. Kurundi snorted, and was struck tighter as he struggled.

Mo slowly retracted his tongue and looked at the wound caused by him. The weird thing was that the wound hadn't healed. To know the blood's ability, a superficial wound, not to mention blinking, would heal, at least it should be closed. But the wound that Mo cut has kept appearing on Kurundi's skin.

"Morphys, forgive me ..." Kurundi immediately begged for mercy, and his legs crossed Mo's waist.

Mo was unmoved, protruding his long fingers with sharp nails and wandering around Kurundi. Kurundi's nervous body was trembling a little, but Mo seemed to be teasing a beast that couldn't resist.

Suddenly Mo's finger broke and wounded another wound above Kurundi's left breast. Kurundi's body trembled a few times, still crushed to the glass. The blood from the wound soon stained the left milk into red, and slowly slipped down the left milk.

Mo lowered his head and did not directly lick the wound blood stains, but chased directly to the bottom blood stains, and licked his **** all the way up to his head.

Kurundi couldn't help but groaned, and more and more wanted to attach to Mo.

Mo was suddenly close to Kurundi's ear and whispered "Do nothing, wait for me for another year ..."

Kurundi said, "Why, why."

Mo probed out the sharp fangs, bit his own lips, gently dipped a trace of blood with the tip of his tongue, and licked it on two wounds. The wounds healed quickly with the naked eye.

Kurundi asked anxiously again, "Why? Why wait another year."

Mo looked up at him, a flash of perseverance flashed in his red eyes, and gently stretched out his hands to touch Kurundi's delicate eyebrows.

"Kurundi waits for me ..." There was only time to say these five words, and the red light in the ink eyes suddenly dimmed. His body moved back quickly, until he kept a safe distance from Kurundi, before staring at the other side in shock.

Kurundi stared at Mo without saying a word. The newly-sleeping Murphys consciousness even told him to wait another year. Kurundi's fists were so tight that he knew how long he had waited for this day and how many nights he couldn't sleep. He didn't want to and didn't want to wait any longer.

Thinking of this, Kurundi once again showed a charming smile to Mo, in an attempt to induce the consciousness of Murphy's sleep again. It is a pity that Mo was very well prepared this time. He closed his eyes and did not plan to look at him again.

Kurundi frowned, and slowly took a few steps towards Mo. "My king, are you willing to look at me?"

Saying that Kurundi had reached Mo's body, Mo's unusual vanity at this time, the whole body was shaking slightly. Kurundi's smile was even better, just as he was about to reach out and put on his shoulders. A bullet burst into the air and shot him into the shoulder of Kurundi. Although Kurundi instinctively avoided the heart, the bullet hit him, too close to his heart.

He groaned in pain and took a few steps back before he could stop at the glass curtain wall.

The bullet that hit him, at this time by the repeated smoke in his skin, was not spilt by the blood, but was burnt black.

Kurundi gritted his teeth, his soaring nails penetrated into the skin instantly, dug out together with the blackened flesh near the bullet, and threw it fiercely on the ground.

In the dark, a young man under the age of twenty stood quietly, holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand.

Kurundi glared at the youth fiercely, and the naked resentment in his eyes could not be ignored. When he was lurking in the crowd, he vaguely felt that this man must be an obstacle to the recovery of Murphys, and Mo tried to please him so much that he hated to kill him immediately. Just now, he meant to solve this person first, then to open the blood family with the blood of the king created by Murphys, and then awaken the consciousness of Murphys sleep. It was a pity that Mo was aware and came to stop him. He wanted to take the risk of awakening Memphis first, but he did not expect that his hunch really worked. This man was indeed an obstacle for him to wake Memphis.

Qin Luo stared back at Kurundi coldly, his voice was cold. "Fuck your dirty hands and touch him again, I will turn you into a pile of black honeycomb. If you don't believe me, just try it."

When Qin Luo saw the blood race and tried to rub his shoulders with his hands, an indescribable anger burst into his heart. Qin Luo even felt that the spring water in the space was almost burned by his anger. Boiling. At this moment, what he wanted to do most was to rush over and chop up that cricket.

Although the wound was slowly healing, it was extremely painful. Kurundi didn't need to look to know that the bullets shot by this guy must be wrapped in a thin layer of silver.

The nails of both hands extended quickly, and Kurundi's blood-red pupil tightened suddenly. A fierce phantom passed and went straight to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo was unambiguous and repeatedly pulled the trigger. Kurundi hadn't reached Qin Luo ten meters before, and Mo suddenly rushed over and knocked him out vigorously.

"Go ..." Red Man flashed in Mo Yan's eyes and growled at Kurundi.

The moment Kurendi was taken off, another shot was fired in the shoulder. He snarled in pain and slammed into the glass curtain wall. The curtain wall suddenly shattered, and he fell straight down from the tenth floor and fell into the zombies below.

Qin Luo ran to the window and saw a naked figure standing under the moonlight. An extremely terrifying momentum erupted around him, and the zombies gathered beside him suddenly pushed away from him. Eventually he sneered at Qin Luo, and the figure quickly swept away.

Qin Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Mo, who was paralyzed on the ground. Although Mo's action was very fast, Qin Luo saw clearly. At first, his long nails clearly wanted to kill Kurundi, but he suddenly retracted and pushed him out.

With his bloodline ability, Qin Luo certainly knew that Mo pushed Kurundi out of the window, not to kill him, but to send him away.

"Qin Luo ..."

Mo's painful whistle immediately regained Qin Luo's energy. He rushed to Mo's side to check Mo's condition.

Qin Luo just approached, squatting to check on Mo's condition, and hadn't waited for his hand to touch Mo. Mo threw him to the ground, and the whole man entangled him like a koala. Qin Luo sighed slightly and did not push away Mo, because the guy's body was still shaking. He could see that Mo seemed to be frightened. That kind of dependency with a child, once again occupied Mo's perception, he needed a dependency that made him feel safe.

Qin Luo stretched out his arms and hugged Mo's body. "Oh, be with me, don't be afraid."

When Fang Xiaoyu arrived, he saw two tightly embracing figures lying on the ground of the commercial building under the moonlight. Although the moonlight was a bit beautiful, he couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth.

This is not a good place to talk about love, maybe two zombies will pop up wherever they are. Besides, Qin Luo also said that there is also a blood-like emperor class, and they are too brazen. .

I thought about calling two people up in the past, but seeing that they were totally ecstatic, and I felt like I was past, it seemed like a little bad thing. Helplessly sighed, pinching Qin Luo's gun loaded with silver bullets, squatting quietly in the corner, and guarding the two.

Mo was appeased by Qin Luo, his inner fears subsided a lot, and his body was no longer trembling.

Qin Luo whispered against his ear. "What happened, just how suddenly you ... suddenly pushed him out."

Mo's body trembled a little, and murmured, "I still have a consciousness in my mind. Just now he was awakened by that guy, and he robbed the body of control several times."

Qin Luo was startled, no wonder Mo was so scared. Anyone who feels that there is a sense of consciousness in his body and will rob him of his body will be inexplicable. If Qin Luo is not bad, that consciousness is likely to be the original consciousness of Murphys.

"Have this happened before?" Qin Luo asked softly.

Mo holding his arm tight again, biting his lips for a while before slowly saying "It happened once recently, just a few days ago."

"Did you happen to this when you were in the institute?" Qin Luo continued to ask.

Mo thought about it. "I don't know if it's counted or not. When I was ten years old, I seemed to have a voice that taught me how to escape from the institute. Later I was arrested and they started to be injected with silver ions ... "

Qin Luo's brain turned so fast that a large amount of silver ions injected into the bone of the ink leg was probably related to that consciousness. Maybe those silver ions that made Mo suffering extremely painful, in addition to suppressing Mo's ability, also played a role in suppressing that consciousness. And that consciousness must be the original consciousness of Murphys.

When Qin Luo rushed over, he heard Kurundi's title to Mo. The rank of the blood race is extremely harsh, and there will never be a blood race like the emperor level, and the title of the king of the king is joking. If Kurundi calls Mo as king, then Murphys must be the king of the blood. And Kurundi can awaken the Murphy consciousness hidden in Mo's body. There is only one possibility. Murphy's body is dead and in an unconscious state.

Mo stayed close to Qin Luo, and seemed to take more courage from him. It took a while before he slowly said, "If I'm not Murphy, it's just a ridiculous experiment, will you ..."

"No ... the important thing is that you are Mo, not you are Murphys." Qin Luo answered before he finished speaking.

Mo struck Qin Luo with his forehead. "I vaguely remember things in many research institutes. It seems that I have known for a long time that I am not Murphys, but I do not want to admit it. I am not far away from equating myself with those many experimental products. How can I be a guinea pig without Memphis' memory? "

Mo's voice was a bit dry, and Qin Luo's hand slid gently on his back, giving him wordless comfort. He knew that Mo needed a listener at this time, and let him release the fear and unwillingness that had been suppressed for many years.

"I keep telling myself that I'm Mephis, unfortunately ... I'm just an experimental body. I vaguely remember that when I was young, I saw Mephis. He was soaked in a large container, It's covered with a thick metal layer. I can't feel any signs of him, I think that's what they said about death. I seemed terrified at that time ... I tried desperately to delete that memory from my mind. Maybe so The memory is not strong, and I really do n’t remember it anymore. The funny thing is because of that fear, I have been persuading myself, 'I am Mephis, and Mephis is alive.' To this day, I only remember From then on, all this was just paralysis, I was just a ridiculous experiment. "

Qin Luo sighed and held Mo tightly. "Every life is an independent individual and should be respected. You are not a ridiculous experiment. You are my family. You are Mo ... I like it. ink……"

Dark black eyes stared at Qin Luo without blinking. "I'm scared, but I'm not afraid that Memphis will deprive me of memory one day. I just fear that one day I won't even remember you. I'm afraid of myself. Will do you harm. But I don't want to leave you ... "

Qin Luo patted Mo's back gently, comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, even if Murphy's consciousness still exists, I won't let that guy take your body away. Besides, escape can never solve the problem, We can think of a solution together. Don't forget that we still have many partners now, there will always be a solution ... "

Qin Luo had already made up his mind, and after returning, he asked Tong Wei to see if he could read the contents of that chip. After all, there are a lot of research data in the chip, maybe there will be those data that can help. Although they are still unable to match the savior alliance at that time, but that is because Moore has not become Murphys, then they must have a way to curb Murphys' consciousness.

Ink bit his lip and nodded. "Let me hold it for a while."

Qin Luo's body was very warm. He heard his heartbeat across the fabric and sensed the flowing power in his veins, which made Mo feel indescribably comfortable.

"Cough ..." At this time, someone coughed a few times, and suddenly broke something called warmth.

Mo looked up and stared fiercely at the sound. Although Fang Xiaoyu couldn't see his eyes clearly, he felt Mo's anger burst out. Shrinking his neck in fright, he rushed into the wall to avoid himself.

He gritted his teeth, reminding him of the anger, "This is the tenth floor. Although we cleared the zombies, it is not much safer. Besides, is there still an emperor-like blood, you two have to hold your arms together, Can't you find a safer place first? "

Mo murmured, "So many things ..."

Fang Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, and his arms wrapped around his body. "Don't stare. I have toil without credit. You two have snuggled up for warmth, brother, I'm still blowing cold wind here?" I ca n’t feel the cold, but there is still such a large air outlet to pour cold wind into it. I have a cold nose. You two should be pitiful and pity me. Let ’s change some place and kiss me and me. "

Qin Luo was blushed by him and stared at Fang Xiaoyu. "Don't talk nonsense, Mo was just scared ... I just held him."

Fang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and pretended to stretch out his arms. "Brother, I was scared too, or you should hug me."

Qin Luo's bruised teeth, Mo replied coldly, "I can hug you."

Fang Xiaoyu immediately lowered his arm and shook his head again and again. "No need, I'm just kidding."

After the escape, I turned around and said, "I'm going back to the top floor first, and you should come back quickly."

Just kidding, his second elder brother is waiting for him to be fragrant and soft, and he will hug others silly. Besides, being stared at by Mo's eyes, if he dares to stubbornly make trouble in the past, it is definitely going to find bad luck.