Demon King’s Political Marriage

About three days later, the night broken sky only woke up from the coma. He had fallen from the universe to the earth. At this moment it was night. If he remembered correctly, it should be fifteenth in the lunar calendar.

The sky is cloudless, but the bright moon that should appear is gone forever.

He was surrounded by undead mutants who had fought with him.

But now they don't know they can live forever.

The earth has long been destroyed by a nuclear bomb, and now there are more lives without any hope, just sinking in the abyss of fire.

None of the mutants were intact and had more or less serious injuries, and the night sky was no exception.

He could not imagine what the original black hole bomb would be if it hit him directly.

But when he realized that the shell that was enough to destroy everything was shot at Wu Xingyun, he felt choked for a while and could hardly stand up.

"He's dead ... he's dead for me ..." The idea kept tormenting Ye Shui, even making him doubt about himself.

It's me, I shouldn't chase the spaceship. If he isn't surrounded by hatred, he won't leave me ...

Ye broken sky looked up, hoping to see that person, but it was a scene that made him more disappointed and discouraged.

The trees on the ground have been basically destroyed, many places are still burning, the composition of the atmosphere has completely changed, and a lot of strange smells can be scattered in the night broken sky.

This kind of cognition and double blow made him almost collapse. He knelt on the ground with his knees in mind, thinking of Wu Xingyun's death. Only when he wailed from his chest, could he feel better.

In later days, he began to live the most decadent days since his birth.

There is no longer the original will, and even the instinct to survive has been lost. All day long in this land, when three months later, I heard Liu Meng said: "Brother Yun is gone, my eighteenth birthday will never be "When it won't come," Ye Sukong thought for the first time that he wanted to die.

He had hatred in his heart, but he could not find his enemies. The Commonwealth was long gone, and it was impossible to meet again in his lifetime.

And the loved one did not recapture the body.

Ten years, twenty years.

Mutants are just like humans in the nightmare period. They live and live on the earth, and many people cannot find their goals and directions.

Thirty years, forty years.

They found that they did not grow old, but not only that, they found that they could not bear children and could not reproduce.

Fifty years later, Ye Shoukong finally understood what Luo Ying said in his letter—your life will be eternal and lonely.

Are you lonely?

Ye Zaikong didn't know, he didn't even have any interest in practicing.

Three hundred light-years, what a long distance it is ... never to touch.

But eighty years later, Ye Shoukong saw his face by the stream. When he saw the mutants around him, he finally understood one thing.

He doesn't die.

All mutants will not grow old.

They have endless lives, some ridiculous and ridiculous things they can do.

Night broken sky looked up slightly, looking at the sky.

Three hundred light-years away, the enemy is far on the other side of the universe, but ... wouldn't that person be dead, that person was just taken away by the Federation?

Will they meet again if one day?

In the Battle of the Moon a hundred years ago, the night shattered sky that fell on the earth, and returned to the universe 100 years later.

At this time, he encountered a space wasteland team-the federal space wasteland team.

The unpleasant memories of the two sides exploded again. In the first hundred years of the first broken night, Ye Zhuangkong went crazy and sought out the whereabouts of the Nebula in every colony in the Federation.

He is convinced that Wu Xingyun is not dead, and he will have eternal life.

However, it is in this search that one after another contradictions arise.

The future generations of the Confederacy have never forgotten those who died in the war on the moon, because of the night sky.

The two sides started with some friction, but later, they became small-scale battles, and finally evolved into wars.

Hatred grew deeper and deeper in each other's hearts, especially when mutants captured federal strongholds for the first time, obtained federal confidential documents, and knew that their inability to reproduce was a strategic goal of the federation.

Everyone hasn't forgotten what the Commonwealth did, how they abandoned people on earth, how to deceive mutants, and finally blew up the moon.

Time passed by a little bit, but instead of being diluted, the hatred became deeper and deeper, and finally no relationship was allowed.

Mutant hatred for the federation is the accumulation of memories, and the federation is the sedimentation of history.

Until the outbreak of several wars, mutants also captured federal science and technology, and many of them even knew more than the great federal scientists.

They have endless life, endless time to learn, to study.

But the Federation, no matter how talented a scientist, has only a hundred years of life.

In the many battles with the Commonwealth, Ye broken sky slowly learned what is called strategy, what is tactics, and what is deception.

He didn't care what he was portrayed by the Confederate, and he didn't even care how ordinary people with hundreds of billions of federal people thought about themselves.

His heart died long ago. The reason why he is still alive is only for revenge, in order to find the lover who has already died.

The area under his jurisdiction has grown larger over time.

No one knows his real name for a long time, even few people know the code of the night broken sky.

Some people call him the devil, and some call him the demon.

However, in his heart, he had longed for a day when the bright smile stood in front of himself and called his name: Ye Fan.

The empty and lonely universe spreads endlessly. Things have passed a long time. What happened two thousand years ago, the two met for the first time, and when they separated for the last time, all kinds of situations appeared in front of the night.

He launched another attack on the Federation, and over the years the weapons of the Federation have been changing. From the original black hole bomb, to the later space mech, and then to the ghost locker.

If you have to let Ye Shui air election, he still prefers the ghost lock soldiers. Because some of the characteristics of this unit are exactly the same as the person in his heart.

This is an empty and lonely planet. The red sand is everywhere, and the night-broken barracks are sitting here.

He is facing a battle that finally leveled the Federation. Soon, this battle will end. Perhaps, the hatred that lasted for millennia will disappear. If that time comes, you still ca n’t find your beloved. How to do?

Ye Yekong didn't know. He walked out of the barracks alone, looked up slightly, and looked at the sky. He couldn't help remembering the first time he saw the man.

In the most desperate time, in the snow and wind, he appeared like a **** in front of himself ...

The thought of Ye Sukong felt a dull pain in his heart.

Suddenly Ye Yekong felt a familiar breath approaching him, he suddenly turned back and saw an enemy hiding in the sand.

It was a ghost locker, gray armor, round helmet, reflecting his shadow.

Ye Suikong felt that he seemed to be shot, and his heart was painful beyond words. He looked down at his heart, only to find that the position of his heart was hit by the ghost locker.

Ye Zhekong fell to the ground, his life was long enough. Perhaps, it would be a relief to die in the hands of a ghost locker.

Ye Shoukong did not kill the ambush soldier as usual, but watched him run away.

The running posture makes the night broken sky feel happy for no reason.

To some extent, how similar is that shadow to the shadow of the person you are familiar with and put in your heart.

Three months later, the battle was over. Everyone knew that Ye Suikong was ambushed by the ghost locker, but he didn't know where he was hurt.

He alone knows that life is almost over.

At the last moment, in his mind, he slipped past that ridiculous idea more than once.

He wanted to meet again with the soldier who had wounded him, although the way to meet again was by means of kisses.

When the news that Ye Suikong was about to get married came, some mutated people felt weird in their hearts, while others were extremely angry.

In particular, Liu Meng shattered Ye Suikong on the spot and said, "You are crazy! You forgot how Yun died? You married a federal man, do you deserve him?"

Ye Shoukong did not fight back, but he convinced Liu Meng in one sentence: "I have seen that ghost locker. His name is Wu Xingyun. It looks similar to him. Don't you want to see him again?"

Liu Meng stared suspiciously at Ye Suikong. After a while, he nodded: "I will pick up that person. If you are lying to me, if you actually fall in love with others, I will never forgive you! I will Kill him!"

When Liu Meng first met Wu Xingyun in the spaceship, the immature soldier was so different from his impression that the mature Wu Xingyun was. He looked at him through the glass for a long time, only to realize that at the last time, the two did have a little bit of similarity.

Liu Meng began to forgive Ye Shoukong's move in his heart. For two thousand years of pain, not everyone can bear it.

If he just wants to look at the young federal soldier, then-look at it.

But what happened next was unpredictable by everyone.

The change of wedding night, followed by the burning of the room where Wu Xingyun's photos were stored, and the night breaking sky against Wu Xingyun, and even the infinite pampering of the Federation, all of which are challenging Liu Meng's bottom line.

Until the end, Ye Suikong and Wu Xingyun returned from their honeymoon. His once-wounded heart had completely healed. He had forgotten hatred, forgotten his original death, and even kissed his newlywed boyfriend. When promised, Liu Meng Jaya unbearable.

He knew that all this should not blame the federal soldier who came to kiss and kiss, the person who changed his heart, it was broken in the night.

In the days of Wu Xingyun and Ye Broken Honeymoon, Liu Meng remembered people more than two thousand years ago. On that day, he was waiting for his 18th birthday to be full, determined to challenge Ye Broken, but finally waited. It was the death of that person.

Liu Meng finally stepped forward and organized what he did not want to happen.

As a result, Wu Xingyun was driven away, but he found that the night shattered sky was getting heavier.

"Perhaps, I really changed my heart." Ye Sukong and sitting on the roof with Liu Meng, muttered, "I have never forgotten him, but with Nebula, I know that I love him. I hope He will always be by my side and be with him. I often forget the past two thousand years and often feel that this is the life I should have. "

"I thought that true love would not happen twice, but now ... although I don't want to admit it, it is true that I am in love with him."

Ye Suikong stood up and said, "I'll go to him and bring him back. From now on, you ... just treat him as Wu Yun of the year, don't embarrass him any more."

Night Broken Sky stepped on a spaceship heading for the Federation and left.

Liu Meng stared blankly at Ye Sukong's departure, he didn't know what to do.

If a person falls in love with others, what can he do for the dead?

"Perhaps, you want him to be happy, too?" Liu Meng murmured looking at the sky in the distance.

"Sorry, I didn't help you watch him ... but, I don't want to embarrass him anymore ... because, whenever I see that soldier, I will also think of you."

Three months later, all the mutants who were close to Ye Suikong knew who Wu Xingyun was.

When the physicist's formula was established, and based on the blasting energy of that year, the place where Wu Xingyun returned again was deduced, and most of the mutants were boiling.

This is a miracle, and perhaps a tragedy.

He may come back alive, or it may be a corpse floating back.

A year has passed and that person has not yet appeared.

Two years, three years, five years, ten years ...

That person still didn't show up.

Many mutants looked at the night broken with some anxiety.

The term of time that physicists call is the concept of cosmology. That's the age of thousands of millions of years.

Wu Xingyun may return in ten thousand years.

The longer time passes, the greater the disappointment.

"Perhaps, he is really dead." Liu Meng once persuaded the night to break, "Night, don't be too sad."

Ye Shuikong didn't speak. He was at the edge of the galaxy, and it was part of the Confederacy. He had come here secretly and had been here for twenty years.

He has been waiting here for the past 20 years, maybe, he has been waiting, maybe, the next second, he will wait for his lover.

Who knows?

——End of the second volume——

[Vol. 3: Sarnagar]