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The small town welcomes the sun,
Cool breeze floating night...
Pedestrians numb walking in the street, look at each other also seem speechless. They don't know how to say hello, all they think about is whether they will survive tomorrow.
The apocalypse has come. Many people have died... Mortals and immortals.
If an immortal can't protect himself, how much less a mortal?
The vast streets, there are only a few restaurants still open the door, looking forward to the catastrophe will not fall on their head.
A bearded warrior and a swordsman with a long sword were sitting opposite each other at the window of a restaurant, drinking, watching the sunset glow, staining the sky with blood.
An air of depression covers this unspoiled town.
"Finish this pot of wine and let's go..." Takeo drank from the wine cup in his hand, then grabbed the wine pot and filled his own glass.
"We going? Where can we go?" The swordsman tightened the long sword he was holding in his hand and looked out the window at the people walking around with numb eyes, his heart struck with sadness and his hand loosened again.
"Where to? Anywhere, preferably one that has already been looted..." Takefu sighed. "The land that has been looted is relatively safe."
"Are you going to keep running?" The swordsman asked, "Don't you want revenge for your clan?"
Takefu's hand in the toast trembled violently, grasping the cup's double fingers could not help but force.
With a bang, the glass was crushed by Takeo with his bare hands, and the wine in the cup spilled onto a table, with a few drops splashing into the dish.
Takeo looked pale and struggling. After a moment, he let out a terrible laugh and let go... The residue of the cup fell on the table.
"How can I take revenge? Even the Taoist sect has been destroyed..."
"Little Two get another wine glass." Takefu turned his head to the small two shouted behind him, but he did not turn back, like he did not want the swordsman to see his eyes.
The boss of the restaurant stood up and brought a new glass for Takefu, put it in front of Takefu, without saying a word, turned and left... Nowadays, there are no small two restaurants.
Takeo refilled the glass in front of him, lifted his head and drank it down, put down the glass, and looked dull.
"What can I do with a little knot? When I return to the gate that day..." Takeo's beard trembled with fear, and the words of the seemingly rugged Takeo at this moment actually choked up...
"... It's all dead bodies, not a single one alive. My sister was cut into two pieces..."
Takefu did not say any more, but raised the wine pot directly up to drink, and after drinking the empty wine pot in his hand severely smashed to the ground.
"Little two, another pot of wine." "Cried the Wulf.
Just... He said he'd finish the pot...
The boss took a pot of wine, put it in front of Wufu, still did not speak, turned his head to leave.
The silence...
Takeo looked at the wine glass crushed by himself, his eyes glazed over.
The swordsman on the other side shook his head bitterly, turned his face away, and looked at the red sky reflected by the setting sun. The hand holding the sword tightened again, and then loosened after a moment.
"When the nest is full, there are no eggs..."
Suddenly, in the blood-colored void outside the town, a terrible pressure came from the air, and several cold and merciless satoshi covered the whole town.
Takefu and the swordsman turned to look out of the window, but they saw that the figures were the people of the upper world.
Here they come...
There is no lineage here, and those who are in the upper realms can only exercise their power to carry the pulse in human blood by killing the people here.
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I don't know why those in the upper realm have been collecting the power to move the pulse, but I can see that those in the upper realm have been killing and exercising the pulse since the lower realm.
The people of the upper realm approach, and the people of the city are thrown into chaos.
Chickens fly and dogs jump, some cry, some make trouble, some panic, some calm and wait for death...
Wufu and the swordsman looked at the people of the upper world constantly approaching, feeling the breath of those people, Wufu's face suddenly changed: "No, there are Yuan Ying old strange!" Go!"
The swordsman looked at the approaching figures, withdrew his eyes, tightened his hand with the sword, looked at the chaos of people in the street downstairs, and let go.
The swordsman took the wine pot, raised the wine pot and drank hard, and then threw the wine pot hard, ready to leave with the Wufu.
Peripheral glimpsed the glassy eyes of the restaurant owner, the restaurant owner numbingly looked at the upper boundary Xian Xiu on the void, and murmured in his mouth: "Coming... And here we are..."
Sword repair eyes can not bear, came forward and shouted: "Boss, go with us."
The owner shook his head and looked around at the empty restaurant, where they were the only three people.
"This restaurant has been handed down from my ancestors. I can't abandon them and go to...." The restaurant owner looked at the swordsman, his eyes showed gratitude, "Thank you for the fairy kindness, fairy don't care about me..."
He had seen that the two men were fairies, and that he must have been afraid in the past, but now there seemed to be nothing to be afraid of.
"Come on! The old strange yuan baby has entered the city, do not go, it is too late..." Wu Fu looked at a figure has entered the town, eyes cold standing on the empty town, God swept the whole town.
Above the emptiness of the town, the monks came to the road, and then several swords fell from the sky and entered the city.
At that moment there was wailing, crying, screaming... The voices turned to grief and the blood went away with the wind.
The swordsman clenched his teeth and was about to flee with Takefu when he saw...
The dim sky above the thin thin a dazzling white god light, the god light like a moon in the night, cut the sky, with the breath of a beautiful, like a god mansion descended on the emptiness of the town.
That's a person... A man with white clothes and white hair.
The man stood high above the void, his white hair dancing in the wind, far away from the monks in the upper realm.
That seems to have invincible posture of people, but only knot Dan repair for...
The white-haired man said:
"There is no land under the earth..."
"I want to clear the cause and effect, all you and retreat..."
At the end of the speech, the heads of those upper monks all appeared out of thin air a bloody shadow, that is a 'cause' word.
The feet of Takefu and swordsman lit up the golden dragon pattern God, the restaurant owner's feet also lit up the god...
All the people in the whole town lit up under the feet of the golden dragon god...
In the blink of an eye, the whole town disappeared into thin air and appeared in a clearing outside the city.
People raised their heads and looked at the white coat in the distance above the empty town.
"That's... Su No.1." Someone said.
"Sue... Like... Won... Some people are confused.
"It's Su No.1! The champion of the Soviet Union!" Someone was surprised.
"Su Zhuangyuan came to save us..." Some hid their faces and wept.
"It was Su Zhuangyuan who saved us..."