Chapter 1325

Name:Food Hunter Author:Purple blue pig
That rough random lick, almost let Gu pogong.

She couldn't resist the impulse of kicking the black cat. Gu kept telling herself to be calm again and again in her heart. There was no reason. She was envious of Luo. She could kick the black cat at any time, but she could only bear it under the situation.

Black cat is immersed in unspeakable happiness, not noticing the memory on Gu's face, and even less aware of its own improper behavior. It perfectly interprets a single cat who has been abstinent for 30 years.

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

It's just that the communication was just physical as before, but now it's different. With the foundation of mutual affection, whatever you do seems to have a new experience.

Black cat is not satisfied with this, advance an inch to start the next step.

To his surprise, Gu was catering to him.

It turns out that this is the feeling of mutual love! 】

suddenly, the black cat who was dazzled by happiness had an impulse to go hand in hand with Gu for the rest of his life.

Then he pressed Gu under his body.

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

Under the flickering fire, two black figures entangled together.

The plan went better than expected.

So Gu thought.

As time goes on, maybe she can accept all of black cat's wishes.

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

......

black cat knows nothing about Gu's seduction plan, and Luo, who is reading his memory, doesn't even know that black cat is absent without permission for the sake of women.

Although the impact is not big, if Luo knew, he would quit the white smoke font and beat the black cat fat.

In the black-and-white world of memory, Luo, as a spectator, watched with his own eyes each ancient human being's self destruction.

The phenomenon caused by out of control imagination is like a runaway wild horse, spreading like an infectious disease in a short time.

In that era, imagination was both a weapon and a force. When the force was out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable. In fact, the ancient human beings with such strong strength were harmed by it, and there was no room for resistance.

If the concept of "God" existed in that era, most ancient humans would regard themselves as God.

Because, with the thought and line can let a flower and a grass bloom in the palm.

Because, meditation can make a life born from scratch.

Imagination gives the ancient human infinite possibilities, so that the ancient human can create all kinds of things at will.

No ancient human would worry about the exhaustion of inspiration, because every ancient human would first create a restorer named book, record his thoughts and experiences in the restorer'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 Sketchpad, then the spirit is equivalent to the pen and ink.

When the brush and ink are splashed wantonly, once the body of the sketchpad fails to bear the load, there will be no spare space to depict the scenes. Some of them will only be filled with black by the brush and ink, and even spread to places outside the sketchpad.

The ancient human body and vitality can not bear the overflowing imagination, so that the imagination has no place to place, and finally materializes in the ancient human body in some form.

What Luo saw at first was the moss and shell of the female ancient human. Later, when he read the next memory ball, he saw more phenomena of phagocytosis.

Some of them have white and ghostly faces.

Some of them grow all kinds of insect arthropods. At a glance, the arthropods of crabs, mantis and spiders are among them.

Some are in full bloom, one after another emitting a stench of black flowers.

There are large areas of miserable green mold, swelling into the shape of cotton candy.

Every ancient human who lost control of his imagination had different kinds of anti phages. The only thing that was the same was that those anti phages were all surrounded by unknown and evil thoughts.

In the face of this infectious disease like phenomenon, the ancient human beings were helpless and could not find any solution. They could only let the clansmen walk into the isolated lake and send the phenomenal self into the illusory, so as to cut off the contact and avoid the sudden change.

Every time an ancient human dies, a restorer dies with him.

But even at that time, there was a phenomenon of "the idea of becoming stronger after death". Therefore, although several ancient humans died, the restorers they created were not burned to ashes by the black flame.

The restorers didn't disappear. Instead, they took a stronger stance.

As if they survived, they inherited their master's mental power, so they could enhance their power to a higher level in a short time. At the same time, they also gained freedom and became independent of ancient human beings.This kind of situation, however, is not what ancient people like to see.

As a result, those who survived the disaster still ushered in the end of the home, but also buried the root of the disaster.

As a bystander, I witnessed the disasters suffered by ancient human beings and the restorers, and the memory in the recitation ball came to an end.

Luo's consciousness experienced the tremor of indifference, then returned to the white smoke font, and then quit the white smoke font and returned to the real world.

"Hoo."

The first time you open your eyes is to exhale a long breath to relieve the tense nerves.

Those "antiphagous objects" that appeared in ancient human beings are really as disgusting as they are. It's not because of their disgusting appearance, but because of the maggot like black mindfulness.

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

"In the past, human beings were really more and more terrible, but why didn't they take the materialized things back into their bodies? If you don't do that, you'll have a ghost if you can afford it. "

Luo gently rubbed the temple, the pain is very slight, no big impact, but if you continue to read the next memory read ball is not necessarily.

Now he knows more and more about ancient human beings, but he really has nothing to say about some stubborn ancient human beings.

Although he has a yearning for double imagination, the tragedy of those ancient human beings is a wake-up call to Luo.

"Well? What about the black cat? "

Luo suddenly noticed that the black cat was not there.

"Where did the goods go?"

He felt the connection with the black cat and then looked at the floor.

The result of the induction is that the black cat ran to the lower level.