"Let go!" Yelushi shouted at Zhao Fei.

But Zhao Fei didn't listen, still holding on to the reins, and was dragged down the mountain by the horse.

Yelushi rushed in the direction of Zhao Fei, raised his scimitar, and cut the reins.

The horse screamed sadly and tumbled to the bottom of the hill.

"You're crazy! Only living through is the most important thing. ”

Zhao Fei couldn't hear what Yelushi was saying, on the one hand, the wind was too strong, and on the other hand, when he was dragged by the horse just now, his head hit the stone, and he suspected that he might have a concussion.

Yelushi saw that Zhao Fei's hands had been blurred by the flesh and blood because he had just pulled the reins.

He removed two strips of cloth from his clothes, bandaged Zhao Fei, carried Zhao Fei on his back, and climbed over the main peak.

When you are thirsty, you catch a handful of snow and eat it, but luckily you still have horse meat to eat.

At the foot of the mountain was a pasture, and Zhao Fei was lying on the green grass and finally came to his senses.

It's really a blue sky, wild, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, the sky is very blue, a beautiful picture.

Zhao Fei looked at Yelushi and said to him, "This is considered to have crossed the Green Ridge?"

"What, you still want me to carry you back again?"

"No!no!" Zhao Fei smiled, "How can we go to Gaochang without horses now?"

"Let's get there!"

"Huh!"

"Or just hope for the horse thief to come, and maybe a few good horses. Yelushi raised his eyebrows and said to Zhao Fei.

"Who's robbing whom!"

"Hahaha!" the two smiled heartily and set off in the direction of Gaochang.

in another environment.

The air smells of apocalypse.

Lin Wei's left arm was fractured and bandaged in a plaster cast, and she struggled through the swamp to the dilapidated city.

The scene before me was horrifying, with decaying buildings, helicopter wreckage, and a survivor hobbling on his way home, ragged, cold and desolate.

Crooked and badly corroded power poles can be seen everywhere, and the wires on them have long since rotted away.

Whose tears are stained by the war?

Watch how time abandons this desolate world.

Damn Ling Feng, he actually designed such a dark scene, Lin Wei secretly complained psychologically.

The road was muddy, the rain did not stop, holding a dilapidated umbrella, and his body was wet with rain in many places.

The ragged man who walked in front of Lin Wei shook and fell, dying of hunger.

Suddenly, from the houses on both sides of the ruined streets, a dozen wanderers with withered faces and weakened bodies rushed out.

In a very short time, the fallen people were cruelly eaten.

Then, he looked at Lin Wei with a vicious gaze, waiting for the moment when she fell.

Lin Wei clenched Luger's small pistol, which only had six bullets, and she took a small step back in horror.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a wanderer was hit in the headshot and went down.

The rest of the wanderers did not attack Lin Wei, but began to eat their fallen kind.

"That shotgun of yours is too small to survive here, welcome to the city of Tiran. ”

Lin Wei looked to the right, and a young man wearing a cowboy hat, uniform, and a heavy sniper walked towards her.

"I'm the sheriff here, and there are more and more wanderers like this kind of starvation. The young sheriff shook Lin Wei's hand.

"I'm just a traveler who came here through the swamp over there. Lin Wei put away Luger's small pistol.

"It's just another swamp, come with me. ”