The rough licking almost made Gu break his skills.

She resisted the urge to kick the black cat away, and Gu kept telling herself to calm down and calm down. For no reason, she was a little envious of Luo. She could kick the black cat at any time, but she was not like her. She could only endure it due to the situation.

The black cat was immersed in the indescribable happiness, completely noticing the residual thoughts on Gu's face, nor realizing the inappropriate behavior of his own actions, perfectly interpreting a single cat who had been abstinent for thirty years.

In fact, in order to get Gu pregnant with his second child, he had a friendly exchange with Gu in that dark little room some time ago.

However, that exchange was the same as before, just physical communication, but now it is different. With the foundation of mutual affection, no matter what you do, it seems like you have a new experience.

The black cat is not satisfied with this and starts the next step with greater urgency.

What surprised him was that Gu was actually catering to him.

【So, this is the feeling of mutual love!】

Suddenly, the black cat, who was dazed by the sense of happiness, had the urge to go hand in hand with Gu for the rest of his life.

Then, he pressed Gu under him.

At this moment, he completely forgot about the reality of being a beast of thought.

As the fire swayed, two black figures entangled together.

The plan went even smoother than expected.

Guru thought.

Over time, maybe she can accept everything about the Black Cat.

To some extent, the stupidity of the black cat is not annoying.

Black Cat knows nothing about Gu's seduction plan, let alone Luo who is reading his memory. Even Luo doesn't know that Black Cat has left his post for the sake of a woman.

Although the impact is not great, if Luo knew about it, he might not withdraw from the Baiyan font and then beat up the black cat.

In the black and white world of memory, Luo, as a bystander, watched with his own eyes the demise of ancient humans.

The phenomenon caused by the out-of-control imagination is like a wild horse that has been unrestrained, spreading in a short period of time like an infectious disease.

In that era, imagination was a weapon and a force. When the power was out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable. The facts were the same. Ancient humans with such strong strength were harmed and had no room for resistance.

If the concept of [God] was found in that era, then most ancient humans would regard themselves as God.

Because, if you follow your thoughts, you can make every flower and grass bloom in your palm.

Because, meditation can make a life born in front of you from nothing.

Imagination gives ancient humans infinite possibilities, allowing ancient humans to create various things as they please.

No ancient human would worry about the exhaustion of his soul, because every ancient human would first create a restorator named [Book], record his thoughts and experiences in the restorator's body, or record every flash of inspiration on rocks and trees.

Yes, they never worried, but they never thought that one day there would be a riot of [imagination].

If the body is a drawing board, then the spirit is equivalent to the brush and ink.

When the brush and ink are sprinkling freely, once the body of the painting board is not loaded, there is naturally no extra space to draw the scenery. Some will only be filled with the brush and ink, and even spread to places outside the painting board.

The bodies and vitality of ancient humans could not bear the overflowing imagination, so that imagination had nowhere to be placed, and eventually emerged in the bodies of ancient humans in some form.

The [form] that Luo first saw was the moss and shells on the ancient female human body. Later, when he read the next memory ball, he saw more backlash.

Some have many white ghostly thrilling faces on their bodies.

Some of them have various insect arthropods. At a glance, the arthropods of crabs, mantis, and spiders are all in them.

Some are black flowers blooming with foul smell.

Some are large patches of miserable green mold, which expand into marshmallow-like shapes.

The backlash objects born from every ancient human whose imagination is out of control are different. The only thing that is the backlash objects are surrounded by unknown and evil black mind power.

Faced with this infectious disease-like phenomenon, ancient humans were helpless and could not find any solution. They could only let a person of their tribe walk into the lake of "isolated from the world" and send the phenomenon into the [illusion] to cut off the connection and avoid accidents.

Every time an ancient human dies, a restoration will die with him.

But even in that era, there was a phenomenon of [the idea of ​​becoming stronger after death], so although several ancient humans died, the restorators they created were not burned to ashes by black flames.

Those repairers did not disappear, replaced by stronger postures.

It seems that they who survived inherited their master's mind power, so they raised their power to a higher level in a short period of time. At the same time, they also gained freedom and became individuals independent of ancient humans.

This situation is not something ancient humans are willing to see.

As a result, those repairers who escaped the disaster still ushered in an end, but the root of disaster was laid.

As a bystander, he witnessed the disasters suffered by ancient humans and restorers, and the memories in the recitation ball ended.

Luo Shi endured the irrelevant tremor, and then returned to the Baiyan font, then exited the Baiyan font, and returned to the real world.

"call."

The first time I opened my eyes, I let out a long breath to relieve my tense nerves.

Those [Backoffs] that appear on ancient humans are as disgusting as they are. It is not because of their disgusting appearance, but because of the black mind power like maggots that highly exaggerate the disgusting feeling.

For example, using the aura to maximize emotions, the same is true.

"In the past, humans were terrifying, but why didn't they take the things they had created back into their bodies? If they don't do that, there will be ghosts if their bodies are burdened."

Luo gently rubbed his temples, and the swelling and pain were very mild and there was no big impact, but it was not certain if he continued to read the next memory ball.

He is now getting to know ancient humans more and more, but he really has nothing to say about some of the stubbornness of ancient humans.

Although he has a yearning for [double imagination], the tragic situation of ancient humans sounded the alarm for Luo.

"Hmm? Where is the black cat?"

Luo suddenly noticed that the black cat was not there.

"Where did that guy go?"

I carefully sensed the connection with the black cat, and then looked at the floor obliquely.

The result of the sensing was that the black cat ran to the lower level.

Set a small goal first, for example, remember in 1 second:
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