The train was still moving normally, and the roof at the front of the carriage where Yu Sheng was located broke a huge crack after the loud bang, and large pieces of roof fragments fell heavily with a black shadow, crushing the middle-aged man in a mess.

Dust and gravel mixed with the heat outside, and for a time the carriage was filled with smoke and dust, and the people who covered it could not open their eyes.

Yu Sheng subconsciously blocked his hand in front of him, and he vaguely saw through his fingers that the smoke and dust slowly faded away, revealing a small figure behind him.

The man looked like an ordinary junior high school student, wearing a gray tracksuit that could be found everywhere on the road, wearing a hood, and wrapping himself so tightly that he couldn't tell the men and women.

The rest of my life was both panicked and ridiculous, and now that it was summer, especially in the Gobi Desert, dressed like this, I was afraid that it would not be heat stroke.

The man didn't seem to know whether he was hot or cold, in fact, the man who fell from the sky could not see any expression at all, he wore a white mask on his face, and a strange smiling face was painted on the mask, and from the rest of his life, only a pair of bright eyes could be seen from the mask.

The masked man scanned the entire carriage, and all the passengers, including Yu Sheng, were attracted by the sudden change just now, and looked at the stranger stupidly, and everyone's minds had not yet accepted the fact that he had fallen from the sky.

The masked man didn't say a word, his legs burst with strength, and he jumped out of the crack above his head, and the carriage shook violently.

The carriage was silent, and the appearance and disappearance of the visitor was only a few seconds, as if everyone was having the same dream at the same time, but the mess at the front of the carriage and the corpse with only the lower half of the body exposed were silent proof that all this had happened.

"That'...... What is that?" someone asked, but no one answered him, and no one could give him an answer.

"Mom, tree!" In the whole carriage, only Zhao Xiaoyang didn't realize what was happening, she still pointed out the window happily and yelled, hoping to get her mother's attention.

This time, not only for the rest of their lives, but all the passengers in the entire carriage noticed the vision outside the window.

Outside the window, a giant dragon swayed its head and tail, stirred up the yellow sand in the sky, and walked side by side with the train.

Yu Sheng looked closely, only to realize that it was not a dragon, nor was it another animal, but countless vines that were unimaginably thick for ordinary people. They intertwined and twisted together to form a thicker body, and in the yellow sand of the sunlight, it looked like a huge monster dragon from a distance.

The appearance of such a huge plant in the middle of the desert was shocking enough, but what was even more incredible was that the vines meandered through the desert like dragons playing in the water, crushing the already weathered hills and pushing away countless stones in front of them.

Zhao Xiaoyang called them trees, but the rest of his life felt more like strange pythons, and their train seemed to be swallowed by this giant python dancing wildly in the desert at any time.

"Monster!" someone shouted in panic, "that's a monster!"

There was a "buzz" in the carriage, and for a while it seemed to explode, and everyone was in danger.

The vine dragon grew closer and closer to the train, rampage through the Gobi, knocking away anything that dared to stand in its way.

Some of the rubble and dust thrown by it smashed down on the roof and sides of the car, and from time to time there was a series of violent noises, and some of the window glass was cracked by the larger stones, and it seemed that it would crack at any time.

Yu Sheng hugged Zhao Xiaoyang, who was still unconscious and full of excitement, to the woman in red, and the woman hugged her daughter tightly and shrank in the seat, but her attention was focused on the outside of the car.

Not only her, but the eyes of the rest of his life also closely followed the vine python that stirred the flying sand and rocks outside the car.

Yu Sheng noticed that it was not the vines themselves that were moving, but the vines behind them withered and withered in an instant, the green leaves withered and yellowed, and new vines quickly grew from the ground in front of them and joined in. This alternating rotation creates the illusion of moving forward, but in fact, when you look closely, it looks more like a relay race composed of countless vines.

The vines are layered, twisting and twisting with each other like snakes in a snake's cave. Between alternating vines, the top position is exposed. At this time, Yu Sheng realized that at the very top of the vine, above the head of this dancing dragon, there was a person.

The man stood at the top, he was wearing a black trench coat, a hood, and a white mask on his face, and the hem of his wind-blown clothes was hunting, but the man seemed to be unaffected by the flying rocks and yellow sand.

Yu Sheng thought at first that this was the masked man who had just broken into the carriage, but he soon saw that the person above the vine was obviously taller and slender, and although the hood and mask obscured his true appearance, the bulging chest could prove that this was a woman with an excellent figure.

The masked woman suddenly felt something, as if she noticed Yu Sheng's gaze, she looked at it from a distance, and glanced at Yu Sheng in the carriage.

Yu Sheng knew that it would be difficult for the other party to see him from the outside through the car window, but he still quickly looked away.

This move gave him a glimpse of another spectacle.

Yu Sheng still remembers the fire man in the mouth of the strange middle-aged man he met outside the hospital building, and the rest of his life has been sneering at those urban legends.

And now, the rest of his life just wants to hold the man's hand, apologize to him emotionally, and tell him that he also saw it.

Above the vines, under the sun, a fiery serpent streaked through the air, like a daytime fashion, closely following the vine python. At the heart of the flame was a humanoid figure, unable to see clearly in the sunlight, but with a complete body.

The man let out a whoore, and as soon as he raised his hand, a ball of fire fell towards the masked woman.

"Flower fairy, fight me!" the fire man shouted.

In the face of the fire man's provocation, the woman known as the flower fairy did not say a word, did not turn her head, but seemed to understand the audience. Behind him, the vines grew and intertwined, turning into a huge shield to block the fire.

The flames crumbled like shattered glass, and the vine shield was charred and blackened, and soon withered and vanished.

The fire man seemed to have expected this, the flames behind his body burned violently, the speed of his flight increased suddenly, and it fell behind the masked woman he called the flower fairy with a bang, and the vines under his feet were quickly scorched by the heat until they were carbonized and cracked.

The flower fairy finally turned her head slowly.

"Wuyan, are you really not afraid of death when you fall into my world?" said Hua Xian lightly, and as she spoke, the vines around her meandered upward, wrapping around the fire man's legs in a blink of an eye.

"You can't hurt me. Dancing Flame sneered, his whole body covered in blood-red flames, only his eyes, mouth and nose were golden hollows.

As the words fell, the flames on the dancing flames were flourishing, blazing, and the flower fairy was only three or five meters away from the dancing flames, and she could already feel the pressing heat.

The vines that wrapped around Dancing Flame instantly turned to ashes, and Dancing Flame wanted to pull out his legs, but suddenly felt empty under his feet.

"Idiot. The flower fairy snorted softly, watching as the flame fell from the place where he had been burned through under his feet and disappeared from sight.

Everything that happened was only in the blink of an eye, and before Yu Sheng could see where the burning man went, he heard another loud bang overhead, as if a muffled thunder exploded in mid-air.

Before Yu Sheng could look back at the top of his head, a black shadow fell from the crack just now and slammed into the train.

This time, the floor of the carriage finally couldn't withstand the heavy blow, and it was smashed and deformed, and it made a miserable squeak with the vibration.

Yu Sheng subconsciously thought that the masked man just now was back, and when he looked up, he saw a new face.

It was a young soldier, wearing a pair of rimless glasses and a white military uniform, which seemed familiar, and at this time it was damaged, but it could not hide the heroism of the man.

The young soldier was half-kneeling on the ground with a long standard knife, his chest heaving, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth and chest, staining his clothes red.

Even if you can see that he is not lightly injured for the rest of his life, the man is still imposing, like a spear.

The young soldier looked up and looked out through the crack in the roof, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his body swept towards the middle of the carriage like a sharp arrow, and he turned around as he landed, facing the place where he had just fallen.

At the same time, almost at the moment when the young soldier turned around, the masked man just now also fell back into the carriage from the crack, and stepped on the mess again with a bang, and the rest of his life saw the middle-aged man's exposed legs tilted to the side, and there were already blood stains faintly flowing out.

The masked man didn't look good either, with long wounds on his left arm and right shoulder, apparently from the saber of the young soldier.

The masked man didn't say a word, and before Yu Sheng's mind could react, he launched the first attack in the carriage.

Without any dazzling and unbelievable movements, he just raised his foot and rushed towards Yushiro, waving a small fist and smashing it into Yushiro.

The fist of the thin figure was as invincible as a meteorite falling from the sky, and the young soldier did not dare to take it hard, so he could only jump back again, and the cute pink fist that seemed to have a faint smell of girl's perfume fell into the air, and smashed on the floor of the carriage with a terrifying scream.

The floor of the carriage, made of tough alloy, could not withstand the tremendous force of the storm, accompanied by a loud bang. The alloy floor exploded in the middle, and large pieces of metal crumbled onto the rails, creating brilliant sparks. Some flew out sideways, while others were crushed and stuck by the wheels.

Yu Sheng's ears heard a piercing sound of metal rubbing, and the carriage made a violent vibration, which made people tremble.

"Tyrant," the young soldier chuckled, "you are truly a barbar. ”

"Phew, Yushiro," the petite figure known as the Tyrant looked up and said cheerfully, "almost letting you run." ”

Only then did Yu Sheng hear that this masked man, who was called a tyrant, turned out to be a young girl.

The tyrant was small, with only a pair of big shining eyes on his mask, and it was difficult to associate the domineering punch just now with the little girl in front of him who was not even sure if she was an adult.

"I'm sorry, I don't agree with you," Yushiro said, "I think it's our Kinjin Army that is chasing you wanderers this time, and you seem to have reversed the relationship." ”

"It's okay, my mission is to kill you anyway. "The tyrant's eyes are shining, and the little face behind the mask must be smiling.

Yushiro felt bitter at the corners of his mouth, except for the blacksmith who led the way and the manipulator who couldn't touch it, the tyrant was the most difficult to deal with.

Simple brute force is easy to play with martial arts, but it's not so fun when it reaches the point where it can easily destroy a tank with just your body.

"And my job is to hold you back until reinforcements arrive. Yushiro was uneasy, but he said it lightly.

"Looks like your reinforcements aren't very reliable," the tyrant chuckled, "and they're probably still tangled with Uncle Blacksmith." ”

"Tyrant, we have fought so many times, and if we continue to fight, we will not know whether we will win or lose against each other, but you will definitely be besieged and die. Yushiro had a long knife in his hand, his body was tense, and he was ready to make a move at any time, but there was a faint smile on his face, as if the two of them were just chatting casually.

The eyes behind the tyrant's mask grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly without warning, he rushed towards Yushiro again, and the power of her legs exploded like explosives, and the iron plate under her feet burst like a piece of paper.

The tyrant struck again, his petite fist slamming into Yushiro's door with a scream and pop that broke through the air.

Although he had taken some precautions, Yushiro had been forced to the back of the carriage by the tyrant's punch just now, and his back was the door of the carriage, so there was almost no room to dodge.

Yushiro could only hold his sword in front of him with both hands, and fend off the tyrant's punch with the blade.

The tyrant's fist slammed into Yushiro's blade, and the fist was cut with a reddish blood mark, but the black saber made of unknown materials was bent down, like a bow full of strings, and the huge elastic force would bounce out of Shiro's whole body and slam on the carriage door.

The metal door was almost completely deformed, and even the rest of the life in the middle of the car could feel a huge vibration, and the door glass shattered all over the floor, and Yushiro's whole body was almost embedded in the door.

It wasn't until Yushiro slipped off the door and fell to the ground that Yusheng realized what had just happened.

It's not that Yu Sheng reacted too slowly, but everything happened too fast, from the tyrant's shot to Yushiro's punch, it was just a blink of an eye, and the girl in the trench coat proved the title of tyrant with her fist.

The tyrant has no ability to control plants, nor does she have the power to burn fire all over her body, but her speed, strength, and powerful body are the simplest and most powerful.

Yushiro stood up with his saber again, and Yu Sheng was surprised to find that the black saber that had just bent into a crescent moon was unscathed.

"You can't fight anymore. The tyrant said.

Yushiro coughed up a mouthful of blood, and he felt like he had been hit by a car moving at full speed, and he soared into the air, and half of his bones were almost shattered by the impact.

But he was still smiling.

"Each other," Yushiro said, "you can't hold back that punch with all your might, so there shouldn't be any way to use it now, right?"

Yu Sheng peeked over, the blood mark on the tyrant's fist gradually cracked, and there was a tendency to expand more and more, she heard Yushiro's words, tried to clench her fist, but then fell down.

Everything is just as Yushiro said, the saber in his hand has been improved many times in the army, and even a body as powerful as a tyrant can't resist such a sharp blade.

Yushiro really couldn't dodge the tyrant's all-out punch just now, but he risked the saber rebounding and hurting himself and chose to use the blade to pick up the best result in the shortest time: both losers.

The two men faced each other in silence, and no one dared to make a sound among the passengers, only Yushiro's heavy gasps and the harsh sound of metal grinding under the carriage.

Yu Sheng glanced at the mother and daughter on the other side of the carriage, the woman in the red dress hugged Zhao Xiaoyang and curled up in the middle of the seat, but Zhao Xiaoyang poked her head out of her mother's arms and looked at the two strange people who were ready to attack curiously, without a trace of fear on her face.

The tyrant noticed Zhao Xiaoyang's gaze and squeezed his eyes at her.

At this time, Yu Sheng heard the crisp sound of glass breaking from the window behind him, and before he could realize what was happening behind him, a soft body broke through the window and slammed into Yu Sheng's face.

For the rest of his life, he felt the world turned upside down, and then he was crushed to his seat.