Lord of End of World Chapter 107

The fragile concrete floor couldn't withstand the bombardment of the two high-level ability users and a large hole was created with gravel and wall ash falling into the room directly below. Several screams made Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran, who were still fighting after the fall, quickly separate and turn to look for any injured.
Looking in horror at the torn up bed that was covered by cement blocks, Cao Yanan felt fear for a while. This was really a disaster from the sky. Fortunately, she had already left the bed and didn't return to it. Fortunately, she didn't sleep on it but laid down on the floor with Yang Xiaoxue and Le Jia, otherwise she would have been flattened like a pancake.
Cao Yanan carefully wrapped Yang Xiaoxue and Le Jia with sheets to make sure that there were no places that should not be exposed before jumping towards the two men who fell through the hole in the ceiling. She pointed her finger at the two and scolded, "F**k you morons! What the f**k! What are you doing this early morning? Do you know you almost crushed us to death just now? If you want to fight, go out and to do so! This Lao Tzu will accompany you for a beating!"
"Yanan! Put on your clothes before you talk!" Le Jia said so, unable to help herself. Yang Xiaoxue broke free from the tightly wrapped sheets, stretched out her arm and picked up the scattered clothes on the ground before throwing it at her.
Cao Yanan looked down only to find that she was still naked, but didn't care about the eyes of the two men in front of her. She caught the clothes and put them on slowly. If one only looked at her glamourous appearance, she'd be the beauty-next-door in everyone's heart. But naturally, her attitude was more manly than even Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran.
"Sorry, we were negligent!" Lin Wenbo apologized without looking, not willing to look at Cao Yanan's curvaceous body figure. After going through such trouble, the anger and discontentment in his mind had subsided slightly.
"Sorry!" Song Haoran's red irises gradually faded and his lips uttered his apology.
"Fortunately, we didn't go to bed last night, otherwise you'd be apologizing to ghosts today! I say, aren't you good brothers? Why were you eyes filled with such hate just now?" Cao Yanan opened her mouth to ask, seemingly thinking about the incidence that cause this as she looked at the two in thought. Her gaze was penetrating, as if she wished to strip both men out of their clothes.
"It's none of your business." Song Haoran felt uncomfortable under her penetrating gaze and glared back coldly at her before striding towards the door.
Lin Wenbo nodded slightly towards Cao Yanan and whispered, "I'll send someone to repair your room later. Sorry to bother you."
Cao Yanan waved her hands but seeing that the two were about to step out of the door, she couldn't bear her desire to gossip and asked out loud, "Hn, did you fight because of Young Master Gong? Is this the official fight for his love?"
Le Jia and Yang Xiaoxue were shocked. They looked at them with sharp eyes filled with curiosity. These two men were fighting for a man.
"It's none of your business!" Song Haoran turned back abruptly, reprimanding her viciously. Lin Wenbo also stopped and turned to give Cao Yanan a warning glance.
Cao Yanan rolled her eyes and shouted, "Motherf***er! You're obviously two big men, no need to be so f***ing shy! It's the apocalypse and human beings are perishing as we speak. You are still itching and fighting for love, aren't you dense? Do you really want to monopolize Young Master Gong? You'd either have to move Young Master Gong's heart or destroy your rival. If you can't move Young Master Gong's heart or destroy your rival, you can only suffer, isn't that stupid? Isn't it fine for the three of you to be together? It's better to spend the time we have left to love each other because maybe tomorrow, you might become a ghost."
"Yeah! What are you fighting for anyways? Just go be together! The three of us would not have such a good time otherwise!" Yang Xiaoxue and Le Jia stood up with the sheets and said so with a smile.
The words of the two just fell when a dildo fell from the sheets and lay on the ground as it vibrated. Le Jia smiled grimly and, with a flushed face, kicked the dildo. Cao Yanan screamed in distress, "Oh, auntie, don't kick it to hard! This is something I just managed to find!" She said as she picked it up and pressed the switch to turn the dildo off.
Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran went from red to purple, then from purple to black. Their eyes twitched at the sight of the three women and left stiffly. They thought that their moral bottom line had fallen after the destruction of the apocalypse and was about to reach the negative value, but the scene just now once again subverted the three view of the two. They didn't expect that there would be such solution in this world and where their hearts would be safe and sound, harmonious and undenied.
Setting aside the strange feeling in their heart, they remembered Gong Lixin, who was still sleeping and the two had no intention to fight again and silently went back to the room.
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After tangling together for a night, Gong Lixin who was fallen asleep in Lin Wenbo's arms, had no alertness at all. He didn't wake up from his sleep until the vibration he felt from the floor collapsing.
Looking down at the mess of his lower half and the soreness he felt at his back, he raised his brows briskly before he slowly sat up and looked around. Brother Lin and Brother Song aren't there! He looked around the room and his cool, watery eyes covered itself with a layer of haze as his brows narrowed down. He wanted to search for the two of them using his extraordinary five sense, but after thinking about, he laughed at himself and gave up.
He got up and stepped on the floor with his bare feet. He bent down and was ready to pick up his two pieces of clothing that had been thrown at random. As he bent down, his swollen chrysanthemum somewhat stretched open and thick, white liquid flowed out, slipping slowly along his legs and filling the air with a musky scent.
Everything last night was like a movie, which was played back frame by frame in his mind. Every movement and every expression were clearly seen in his mind. Even the residual pleasure he had felt through his body and flowed through his limbs like electricity, he remembered it all. It made his bones week and his cheeks pink. That bone-melting pleasure, that willingness, that supreme joy, he had never felt any of it before.
However, as if thinking of something, his face turned pale immediately and he grabbed the mottled sheets and wiped the liquid on his thighs and quickly put on his clothes before returning to his room.
Standing in front of the large mirror in the bathroom and looking at the dense amount of red marks on his body, he frowned. His pale to transparent face was full of unspoken anxiety and remorse.
Although he had never had sex in this world, it didn't mean that he didn't know anything. In his last life, he could guess from the reactions of the captives how uncomfortable and disgusting it was for a man to have sex with a man. Those human furnaces would scold him as being the first evil yin being, but eventually accepted the status quo. In the end, they would somehow channel that hate into sex.
He had never been in contact with people in their daily lives and couldn't understand their capriciousness, but he was also human. And as a person with flesh and blood, he would also felt sad, so he increasingly hated this so-called double cultivation method.
He was however, under the control of Xiao Lin in his last life and had nowhere to run. He wanted to start from scratch and live cleanly in this life, but he took the wrong step. Thinking of that, he bit his lower lip bitterly and secretly thought: What should I do? I obviously could've pushed Brother Lin and Brother Song away and find two women for them. But I didn't want to do that. What do they think of me now? Will they look down on me and hate me?
His shoulders slumped weakly and, slowly, he curled on himself and sat on the cold bathroom floor. He felt a little confused, a little scared and didn't know what expression to use to face the two. They obviously didn't want to face him when they woke up, so they had hurried away early in the morning.
With a bitter smile, he buried his head between his knees, trying to escape the reality in front of him for a short while, but the scorching heat from his Dantian wouldn't allow him to do so. Was his internal force increasing by itself? After a few breaths of concentration, he realized that this was the case. There was no way for him to be mistaken. He had not done double cultivation in a long time and his internal force had not grown for the last two years to the point he'd had almost forgotten this feeling.
He quickly hung a 'Do Not Disturb' sign outside the door to his door and locked the door before he sat cross-legged on the bed, put his hands on his knees and worked on his cultivation.
Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran both returned to the room and were shocked when they saw the empty bed. Lin Wenbo rushed into the bathroom to check and Song Haoran turned to run towards Gong Lixin's room. They were too negligent! How could they make the youth wake up alone? Thinking of everything that happened last night, how sad and scare would he be? Both their thoughts coincided with each other and their hearts throbbed in pain making it difficult to breathe.
Running back and forth, he ran to the door to the teenager's room. When he saw the 'Do Not Disturb' sign hanging on the door, Song Haoran's eyes were red. He knocked on the door, but seeing there was no answer, he lifted his foot. Who cares about the problems, who cares who comes first, who cares about jealousy…all that was left behind. He just wanted to see the teenager immediately, confirm that he was not injured and confirm that he didn't hate him. As long as the teenager was all right, he could ignore anything and everything.
"Don't kick!" Lin Wenbo arrived in time to stop Song Haoran's rude behaviour. "Let him be alone for now. Let's talk to him when his mood has calmed down."
"But I'm afraid that he can't figure it out!" Song Haoran grunted and gasped with a hoarse voice. What they did last night was equivalent to gang rape. No one could stand it!
"Is Xiaoxin really the kind of person who can't think things clearly? He cherishes his life more than anyone, so he won't make a move to hurt himself. Let's go now. He's upset and won't listen to our explanation. We'll come back later." Lin Wenbo wiped his sweaty forehead and a layer of ash-gray dirt appeared in his palm.
"All right." Song Haoran's eyes were red and he hesitated for a long time before nodding.
"Let's go and think about how to explain things to him later." Lin Wenbo patted his shoulders even as his pair of bright light golden eyes were now lifeless.
"How can we explain something like that? F**k-! If Lixin refuses to forgive me, I will kill that asshole Xu Er immediately!" Song Haoran followed behind Lin Wenbo, his brows furrowed into a frown and his expression showing how frantic he was. Lin Wenbo's eyes also showed a bit of evil intentions, but he felt more guilty and remorseful. The two supported each other and returned to the room where it all happened.
The culprit, Xu Er, lay in bed and sneezed, rubbing his nose before turning over and falling asleep once again.