Dark Moon Era

Walking alone in the seat belt, the wind of the call sign seems to become more violent because of this loneliness.

The dark clouds swelled, the black clouds gathered, and eventually they were swept away by the wind, and the pale sky was exposed.

No sun, no gloom.

I was just the white light that pierced my eyes.

Sadness is a kind of ‘powerful’ power that makes Tang Ling feel cold, distance, and even time.

Maybe it's been a long time, maybe just a moment.

After all, Tang Ling was standing on the edge of that transfer station.

Looking at the ruins of the eyes, nothing changed, but the sky seemed to be more dazzling, but it didn't mean to be dark at all.

The transit station, which had just experienced the fire, was still full of misty smoke, and the nose was full of pungent burns and **** flavors, just like the night of change.

Tang Ling rolled his throat, forbearing the huge pain, and slowly walked towards it.

The original muddy road was covered with broken rubble and debris, and became extremely thorny.

Tang Ke had no intention of feeling these things, and his eyes had a kind of empty confusion, and he had an innumerable numbness in his heart.

He seems to have a force pushing him to make him ignore everything, and even Tang Ling forgets how he came out of the safe zone? And how do you pass through the very guarded gate?

At this time, Tang Ling couldn't think at all. Only the moment when his mother-in-law and sister were killed circled in his memory. Fearing and sad, he seemed to grasp the only comfort, as if he had reached the place where he was killed.

I can meet them again!

The sound of shattering rubble appeared at Tang Ling's feet, and it was harsh in this extremely quiet and dead place.

But still not waiting for Tang Ling to go deep into the transfer station, the surrounding seems to have responded to his footsteps in general, and various small sounds rang.

Howling ...

Crackling ...

boom...

Tang Ling stopped suddenly, his body bowed instinctively, and subconsciously shouted ‘Who’?

With this echo who was echoing in the seat belt, Tang Ling's breathing suddenly increased, a clear and sober consciousness suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and channeled into his somewhat dull and numb psychedelic brain.

怎么 Why did you come here? Why do you have such an inexplicable impulse? Seems reasonable and surprising!

似乎 The memory of myself along the way seems to be full of deviations, seemingly coherent but can't recall the details, full of a sense of breaking and breaking.

Unfortunately, there is no time left for Tang Ling to think about it.

As his voice fell, the world was quiet for less than a second, just like an eruption. The hidden and shattered sounds around him were no longer covered, and turned into overwhelming noises.

Twisted silhouettes stood up from the ground, and in a ruin not far away, a pair of skin-colored flesh-flipped arms rolled away the debris covering it, with a low roar, He climbed out less than ten meters from Tang Ling.

"Uncle Zhang?" A familiar name emerged in Tang Ling's mind, coinciding with the figure in front of him.

He died under the sword of Ziyue Warrior, did he wander here?

In Tang Ling's brain, a kind of tingling tingling lingered, but at this moment, a wind with a rotten smell blew from Tang Ling's face, Tang Ling leaned back sharply, avoiding the face that caught him. Gray paws!

Beast-like speed, with decaying corpse smell, cold gray eyes, with a crazy desire to eat.

Is he Uncle Zhang? The clear sight is the corpse!

Any human body will become a corpse if it is not cremated into ash in time.

This is the iron rule of the times, and no one can break it.

Looking at the layers surrounded by not far away, Tang Ling almost knew that he was surrounded by corpses.

The appearance of 'Uncle Zhang' is just the beginning of the movement of death.

Instantly fell into the abyss of despair, but Tang Ling could no longer continue to think about this inexplicable everything.

Yun Tian's precise instinct allowed him to judge the whole situation at this moment.

During the tumbling, Tang Ling had already grasped a sharp-edged stone in his hand, and then stopped the tumbling body by a residual pillar.

There was no time to breathe, Tang Ling stood up against the pillar as soon as he turned over, and the fresh flesh attracted the corpse deadly. In a blow, the corpse rushed to Tang Ling again.

In this case, Tang Ling just stepped one step to the left, and almost jumped around without thinking.

At this time, the body of the corpse man rushed over. Tang Ling dodged in time, leaving it empty, but the huge inertia made it too late to stop and hit the pillar.

Tang Ling also landed at this instant, the point of the landing is extremely accurate behind the corpse!

The corpse man turned his head and issued an angry roar. The brain that has lost its ability to think is just an instinctual anger. How did the weak prey escape?

Tang Ling pursed his lips, only to grasp the corpse's neck from behind by instinct.

The sharp stone was raised high, the corpse's claws were retracted, and they grabbed Tang Ling's arm. people.

I didn't have time for Tang Ling to hesitate. The stone fell heavily on the back of the corpse, and instantly burst the black plasma.

The body of the corpse stiffened suddenly, then softened into Tang Ling's arm.

In fact, is not very difficult. Under the hammer of a hard stone, smashing a corpse's head is not much different from smashing a wild fruit.

Crisp kill! But Tang Ling wasn't glad that his skill had become agile and his strength became strong, and he was able to fully fit his precise instinct for the first time.

Although he had a long time ago, he had an extravagant hope that his body could keep up with his judgment.

'Pap', throwing away the stone in his hand, a painful and weird smile appeared on Tang Ling's face. The moment he fell, he and the corpse faced each other, even though the gray and greedy eyes were so strange, But that face was familiar.

痛苦 This pain spread quickly, accompanied by something called memories that allowed Tang Ling to enter the 'purgatory' instantly.

Uncle Zhang, he seemed to be standing still, waving a sharp stick, and inserted into the body of a sharp-toothed rabbit in front of him.

"Did you know? The sharp rabbit jumps up and reveals a soft belly and moves fast."

好像 He seemed to smile kindly again, and quietly stuffed a small piece of dry food in his hands.

It was a small piece, but it saved the family's life after being hungry for two days.

Uh ...

He closed his lips tightly, and Tang Ling didn't cry.

沉默 He silently picked up a rusty iron pole from the ruins next to it to support the tent.

I took a deep breath, chose a direction with fewer corpses, and moved forward firmly towards the secondary safety belt, Mang Lin.