Doomsday Sanctuary

This is an already a little old three-story farmhouse on the street.

The walls of the small building are mottled, the white paint is peeling off in pieces, and the green vines are all around, surrounded by countless tall trees. The wide street in front of it is full of concrete floors. There are not many trees.

At this time, in the lobby on the third floor of the small building, five people with ragged clothes and bloodstained expressions were exhausted, and several of them had no image or were sleeping or lying in different forms, showing exhaustion.

This is Di Ping and his party. They don't know how many times they have escaped the chase of the mutant golden eagle.

Along the way, the mutant golden eagle madly pursued them, staring at them.

This fight was impossible, and they couldn't escape. The five people being chased had nowhere to go, and they were really depressed.

Di Ping lost his weapon, and the chased had no time to buy a weapon from the system, so he had no choice but to take over Yue Lie's broad sword.

As a result, the broad sword was also broken by the mutant golden eagle. This time it was good, and there was no weapon.

Di Ping was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and had to fight with the mutant golden eagle with his empty fist, but the golden eagle was as strong as steel and iron feathers, and Bengquan couldn't get in.

Even if it is full, it is just an angry cry of the mutant golden eagle, but it cannot cause real damage to the golden eagle.

This time Di Ping was out of skill and had to fight and retreat.

This escape was most of the day, and Di Ping no longer knew where he was at this time, he was lost.

But fortunately, the mutant golden eagle has been attacking frantically, being led by Di Ping, ran all the way, and eventually he vomited blood violently, and his speed gradually slowed down after being injured.

In this way, Di Ping and his entourage were considered to have escaped and distanced themselves, but everyone could not rest for a while. The mutant golden eagle did not know how to catch up again, which made Di Ping very annoyed.

The chased had no time to rest. The mutant golden eagle was cruel and stared at Di Ping and his party.

Di Ping has been exhausted to the extreme after fighting with high intensity and using his brain hard, and Yue Lie, Daniel, Gina and Angela are also exhausted.

The ability to escape here is still supported by a strong willpower. At this time, once Panasonic, his whole body has no strength, and it is difficult to even move a little finger.

Coming all the way, Di Ping's injuries were added to one place and another place. He no longer remembered how much blood he vomited.

Had it not been for the treatment of the two women, Gina and Angela, he would have fallen.

The result is that Gina and the two women are now lying on the bed with pale faces, cold sweats on their heads, and sequelae of mental overload.

"City Lord, how is your injury?"

Yue Lie half leaned on the sofa and asked in a hoarse voice.

"The problem is not big, the rest will be good!"

Di Ping leaned on the sofa, drank a bottle of mineral water in one breath, and said breathlessly.

In fact, Di Ping knew that his injury was getting heavier and heavier. He lost the treatment assistance of Gina and Angela. The recovery from the injury was too slow, and the mutant bird had been chasing after him. He had time to repair the injury. .

"Grandma, does this dead bird plan to let us go?"

Yue Lie also poured a bottle of water fiercely, cursing with a look of resentment.

"Master, how does this golden eagle track us, how can it find us every time?"

Daniel sat cross-legged on the ground and asked worriedly.

"This is where I am puzzled?"

Di Ping was also confused, and he was always wondering about this question. How could the mutant golden eagle accurately find his own line every time?

No matter how they hide, they can't get rid of this tail?

"Didn't the golden eagle find us in the sky?"

Yue Lie looked at Di Ping a little puzzled and asked.

"It shouldn't be. Two times we hid in the room. How could it see it?"

Di Ping shook his head.

"blood....."

Just as a few people were thinking in silence, Angela, who was lying on the bed, suddenly uttered a word. Although her voice was weak and very slight, it was clear to the listener in this quiet room.