MTL - Demon King’s Political Marriage-Chapter 89 Reunion

At the moment of being black hole, Wu Xingyun finally understood how he died.

In the first few years of the end of the world, he had also taken precautions against this, but it was useless at all, but after ten years, he had completely forgotten it, and thought that when he probably died naturally, death suddenly entered Its coming.

The white light exploded in front of Wu Xingyun's eyes, and before the white light hit the body, the faint golden light energy cover covered Wu Xingyun.

That energy hood was so familiar, Wu Xingyun immediately remembered that when three stars exploded at the same time, how the night broken sky used its own power to open the protective hood and protect himself in front of his chest.

No wonder, when the two got married, Ye Sukong's eyes looked so strange and melancholy.

No wonder, at the night of the wedding, the night broke and fell to the ground, facing death, there was an inexplicable explanation.

No wonder……

I originally thought that I still had a long time to get along, but I never thought that when the world was always calm, I would drop a boulder enough to stir up a thousand layers of waves and make all this mess.

Maybe it will die from this, but regret it, there are so many things that have not been done.

Maybe it will forget everything so much, the body is torn to pieces, but what about that person? Two thousand years of loneliness, after a short joy, followed by endless suffering.

The moment Wu Xingyun fell into the black hole, he felt his heart hurt. He never knew that he would be distressed for the future of the night broken sky.

There was darkness in front of him, and he could see nothing and felt nothing.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe ten thousand years, or maybe just a moment.

When Wu Xingyun opened his eyes again, he found himself on a strange planet.

There were red gravel everywhere, the wind was rising, the red dust covered the sky.

He is still invisible, but he is not uncomfortable.

This is where? What's wrong with me? Wu Xingyun twisted his arms and legs and found that everything was intact. He tried to run the energy of the brain again. Gradually, he saw his figure appearing in the red sandstorm.

Everything is normal, and I haven't died, but where is it?

Wu Xingyun lifted his eyes and died. He couldn't see any figure. He had some concerns in his mind—the last time he entered a black hole and crossed 2,000 years ago; this time he entered the black hole again, shouldn't he—worn to 20,000 years ago?

He patted his head with his hands, and then walked in any direction.

After walking for more than an hour, he found that there seemed to be a building in the distance.

The building looks like a federal style, with a semi-circular bunker with the federal logo on it.

Outside that settlement, there were large areas of farmland. When red sand storms hit, these farmlands were protected by alloy glass sheds.

These farmlands can't see the edge at a glance, and don't know how many. Wu Xingyun recognizes that the plantings are stable products developed by the federal government. They have been consumed by humans since the early days of space, and can adapt to any harsh climate of sheep potatoes.

Wu Xingyun noticed that there seemed to be someone in the distant farmland closing a glass door of one of the farmland during a red sandstorm.

The closing of this glass door is controlled by automatic program. Only when the door is blocked, human manual operation is required.

Wu Xingyun pondered that the door was stuck because the sandstorm was too big.

Wu Xingyun saw that the person who was closing was wearing a federal farmer's suit. He was not sure of the current time and place, and was going to ask the farmer to ask.

Wu Xingyun walked up two steps in the sandstorm before realizing that he was invisible. Suddenly appearing in front of others, he would definitely startle people. When he was preparing to operate his brain energy, the person who was closing the door suddenly Come back.

When Wu Xingyun saw the man's face clearly, the whole man was still.

It was a face he was familiar with, with pale gray eyes, and a slight wrinkle at the corners of his lips. The man had short hair, and his figure was still slender, but his exposed hands looked incomparable. Rough.

Wu Xingyun's breathing was almost stagnant, that was-Wen Nuo!

Although it was not the young commander with a gentle smile on the young face in Wu Xingyun's memory, he couldn't be wrong. Wu Xingyun could only conclude that it was Wen Nuo.

It seems that Wen Nuo is 20 years older than he remembers, and time has carved the marks of years on his face.

Wu Xingyun could see clearly, and in the dust, Wen Nuo looked at his own direction.

There is nothing here, all sandstorms.

"I thought ... you're here ..." Wen Nuo murmured, then turned his head and pushed the jammed door hard.

Wu Xingyun walked gently, he remained invisible.

What has happened in these years? He remembered that before he left, Wen Nuo was already a general. How could he become a farmer now, or was he assigned to a place where this bird does not shit?

The wind and sand are getting more and more urgent, and more sand accumulates in the place where the sand is stuck. It is more difficult for Wen Nuo to push the stuck door.

Although Wu Xingyun had been depressed for a while, Wen Nuo fired a nuclear bomb at himself, but he never blamed him.

But now, when he saw that Wen Nuo was struggling with these things, Wu Xingyun still couldn't help but stretch out a hand and helped Wen Nuo to pull another book in the door.

Alas, the jammed door was finally closed. Wen Nuo leaned on the door for a while and walked towards the bunker where the Federation was.

Wu Xingyun followed him, and the storm immediately covered his footprints, and no one found him.

Wen Nuo covered his mouth and nose and trot along the way. He reached the gate of the Federal Base. The gate slowly opened. Wu Xingyun took the opportunity to enter with Wen Nuo. He saw the words written next to it—the southern border plantation base of the Galaxy Federation .

The base is small, a small take-off field, some agricultural equipment, and a dozen houses.

Wu Xingyun saw the calendar on the base's timer: Federal Calendar 2034, September 10. Twenty years later.

Are you back again? Or is it that the past ten years in the last days was just a dream?

Wu Xingyun looked down at her body, which was transparent and could see nothing.

If it is not always reminded by the ability to be invisible, Wu Xingyun almost thinks that the decade spent with the night broken sky is a big dream.

Wen Nuo approached his room, Wu Xingyun didn't follow up, and he was shocked by this cognition-he came back and returned twenty years later.

Wen Nuo entered his room, closed the iron door, took off his coat, shook all the sand and dust, and sighed, sitting at the table.

The room was rude, and he dared not imagine it before he came here.

Since being sentenced by a military court that year, Wen Nuo has been in exile on the border and has been staying here to farm, and it has been 20 years now.

In twenty years, he has never left here, and he has never forgotten what happened then.

In the past 20 years, the situation in the galaxy has changed a lot, but all this seems to have nothing to do with him. He always remembers the events of that year, the immature soldier with unlimited trust in himself, With a calm voice, he said, "I'm fine, company commander."

Wen Nuo buried his head in his hands, and he opened the drawer beside him, which contained a bottle of wine.

On this planet, he is the only one, a dog.

Three days ago, the dog who had been serving for many years also died, and there was only one of him left here.

The glory that once killed the night broken sky, the glory that once ambushed the night demon, has long missed him. He knew very well that as the situation changed, he would spend the rest of his life in this place.

Or maybe, after the smashing air destroys the Confederacy, he will probably be killed.

For everything he did, Wen Nuo never regretted it and never felt guilty, except for one point.

Except for what happened to Wu Xingyun. He has been awakened by nightmares almost every night during these two decades.

He often dreamed of Wu Xingyun's look before his death, such trusting eyes and calm words.

"I'm okay, company commander."

"Sorry……"

After Wen Nuo sat in the room for a while, he got up and walked towards the observation room.

This star on the edge of the Milky Way was an observation station built more than 20 years ago. When Wen Nuo first came here, he was also observing the opposite galaxy.

In addition to being responsible for the large area of ​​farming here, his most important task is to monitor the nearby Andromeda galaxy.

Today, after taking a regular look at the record, after smoking another cigarette, the red sandstorm is over.

As usual, he walked towards the rooftop of the base. At night, he could always see the vastness of the opposite galaxy on the rooftop.

Wen Nuo was sitting on the rooftop, and for no reason remembered that year, before Wu Xingyun got married, he once said: "Come with me, we go to the Andromeda galaxy ..."

However, the man was killed by his own hands.

Wen Nuo lit a cigarette, sighed, and smoked silently on the rooftop.

"Sorry, Nebula." Wen Nuo murmured to himself, life here was boring and lonely. He had nothing else to do but to himself.

He looked up at the vast galaxy in the distance, his voice muffled: "How good it would be if you were alive ..."

"I used to think those glories and those victories were important, but twenty years later, I finally realized ... I have no right to ask you to sacrifice ..."

"I don't know if you're in the underworld, can you hear ..." Wen Nuo smiled bitterly and took a deep breath. "I don't think I deserve to be forgiven ..."

The wrinkles on his brows have become deeper, and his hair has become whiter. A middle-aged man who can't do anything, when he looks up at the starry sky on such a quiet night, always thinks of the soldier under his control.

He didn't know, that person was behind him and looked at himself quietly.

Wu Xingyun stood behind Wen Nuo silently. He couldn't think of it. After twenty years of death, Wen Nuo would regret and blame himself for the events of that year.

His hair was gray, his face was not as bright as that year, and time was a ruthless thing.

A blue smoke ring spurted from Wen Nuo's lips, and Wu Xingyun finally couldn't help but say, "I don't blame you."

Wen Nuo suddenly turned back, and then he saw the most unbelievable thing in his life.