"Go back!" retorted the old man, who was followed by a child of seven or eight years old.

He is dying, how long can he live in this hell on earth, his son is dead, sacrificed for everyone's survival, and now only his only descendant, this little grandson who follows him.

"Grandpa, no! I'm following you!" the child wiped away a handful of tears, tugging at Grandpa's sleeve, refusing to retreat.

The old man sighed and said, "Child, be obedient, hide behind, grandpa will be fine." ”

His gaze turned to a few young adults again, and he scolded angrily: "Why are you stunned, pull him back!"

Yang Yuan had seen this scene too many times, it was too normal for life and death to be separated here, everyone's life here was so fragile, some people were still alive in the morning, and they might have become one of the blood demons at night.

They struggled to survive in this hell, and Yang Yuan understood that if he wanted to live, he had to follow the rules.

Children crying and crying here, it is very easy to attract the surrounding blood demons, and I am afraid that these hundreds of people will not survive by then.

He hugged the child, and he would not let go even if he struggled, and when the child cried, he covered the child's mouth so that he could not make a sound.

What Avalon, what someone will save him, he made up to inspire everyone, he knew in his heart that no one would care about them, only on his own.

If a group of people travel together, it doesn't mean that they can defeat the Bloodseeker together, the real reason is that if the Bloodseeker's target is scattered, it will only hurt some people, and the others will survive.

This world is the world of the strong, the strong can be high, and the weak can only be slaughtered by others, this is the reality.

Although the crying just now didn't last long, it seemed to attract some blood demons nearby.

Hundreds of people heard some muffled wheezing sounds at the same time, this sound is familiar to everyone, it is the note of death, it belongs to the unique voice of the blood demon, every time you hear this sound, it means that death is coming.

And this time, the sound is very dense, and it feels like the number of blood demons will not be less.

The low roar was getting closer, and fear permeated the crowd, and the number seemed to increase, at first only the sound of a dozen blood demons, then more and more, more and more dense.

Then, in all corners of this abandoned city, a series of devilish figures appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

They gathered together, more and more, and hundreds of blood demons appeared in a dense area.

One by one, they showed that weird smile and surrounded Yang Yuan's group of people, but they didn't do it directly, but stayed quietly in place, surrounding the crowd.

If you see a blood demon on weekdays, the crowd will panic, and now hundreds of them have appeared at once, and everyone has surrounded them, you can imagine how desperate this group of people is in their hearts.

It was daylight, but there was such a large group of blood demons that had not happened before.

If I had to give a reason, it would be that the crying of children attracted the group of blood demons.

Some of the young people in the crowd speculated that they were ready to die.

A young man with a tattoo blamed the child for all this, came to the child angrily and almost knocked him unconscious with a few slaps.

The child didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to cry, he sat down quietly, looked at the dense blood demons around him, and then looked at his grandfather, he knew that this time, no one would be able to live.

The child was beaten, his grandfather did not stop it, let alone accuse, everything was in vain, a group of people would die sooner or later, he didn't expect this group of blood demons to come so early and in so many numbers.

Suddenly, the group of blood demons all pressed their faces to the ground and lay down, but the thick tail behind them raised upwards and pointed to the sky.

In the sky, a demonic wind struck, and a thin black spot in the distance gradually enlarged, and soon a real great demon appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Unlike the demons, he had wings, the wings of a bat, and a body resembling a long serpent, covered with scales, with limbs similar to those of a human and sharp claws on all limbs.

Its face was different from the other Blood Demons, it was a real demon face, an existence only in Western legends.

The dense blood demons on the ground seemed to be because of it kneeling on the ground, and it was also because of it that it became so orderly, and it did not go up directly to slaughter everyone.

It was like the king of this group of blood demons, and at the moment it was in the air overlooking a group of human prey.

It swept over the heads of the crowd, and the pair of forelimbs grabbed a man, tearing him apart in an instant, splattering blood on the body of a woman next to him.

The woman couldn't control her fear anymore and screamed loudly, the voice tearing her heart.

The Blood Demon Lord seemed to enjoy the woman's screams, and a faint smile seemed to be on his terrifying face.

It tossed the bloodied corpse aside, and kept flying over everyone's heads, ready to choose its next target.

Below, more and more people couldn't control their emotions anymore, and some people even went crazy, they directly took out a sharp machete and chose to commit suicide.

Even if it is suicide, it is better than being torn apart by this Blood Demon King.

The same is true of Yang Yuan's heart, he is under great fear that he may be chosen by the Blood Demon King in the air at any time and then torn to pieces.

The demon in the sky, killing this man on the ground, not for anything else but for pure fun, and he loved to hear the screams of human fear, which would make him very excited.

Then another one was torn, blood gushed out, his head torn in half, and his brains splattered out.

In this way, the Blood Demon King's quiet crowd of slaughterers, one after another.

Yang Yuan gasped, partly out of fear and on the other hand, angry, watching his compatriots being brutally killed by this demon one after another.

But there's nothing he can do, he can't stop it, and he could be the next victim at any moment.

Many mutilated limbs appeared on the ground, and blood flowed under the feet of the crowd.

In the crowd, a young girl squeezed next to Yang Yuan and held his calloused hand!

With tears in her eyes, she stared at Yang Yuan's eyes, and then gave him a hug directly.

Her face is red, her skin is white, and even if she hasn't washed her hair for many days, her hair is draped over her shoulders, and she can look very cute and beautiful, which must be the goal of many teenagers on weekdays.

"Brother Yang, I'...... I like you!" she finally uttered these words at this last minute.

She held back this sentence for a long time and didn't dare to say it, but she knew that if she didn't say it, she would never have a chance.

Yang Yuan commanded everyone again and again, so that many people had a chance to survive, and often took care of her on weekdays, and sometimes there was more food, Yang Yuan would give her some.

Her relatives and friends had been killed a long time ago, Yang Yuan gave her the warmth of home, giving her the only remaining sense of security, helpless in this troubled times, but such a man took good care of her.

She finally gave Yang Yuan a kiss, took out a dagger, and gently slashed it on her snow-white neck.

The blood could no longer be stopped, gurgling and flowing!

She chose to commit suicide because she was afraid of being torn apart, and the last bit of girl's love for beauty in her heart made her choose to end her life in this way.

If you die like this, at least it won't be too ugly.

Yang Yuan didn't stop her at the moment she swung the knife, and now suicide may still be a relief, better than being torn off by the demon.

He is a young man, how can he not have feelings, but in this last day, everyone's life and death are unknown every day, and falling in love is a joke, but also a luxury demand.

How could he not have liked this girl, otherwise how could he have been in this last day, and when food has been in short supply, he also gave the girl what he had extra money.

Yang Yuan also fantasized that everything would end, the demons would be defeated one day, and one day the angels would come down to get rid of these demons and the black and white winged pseudo-angels.

But reality is reality, the girl died in front of his eyes, and he didn't even have the power to save her.

Yang Yuan smiled bitterly, but tears kept remaining, this was the first time in a long time that he shed tears, for a girl.

The simplest and most beautiful and utilitarian feelings in the world are nothing more than that both parties are attracted to each other, but they deliberately hide their inner thoughts, and they will be heart-pounding just by looking at each other, even if the two of them do a very small thing together, including eating, they will feel very sweet.

They had some of the most memorable years.

But the red face in front of him has no life, and that little bit of beauty has also been destroyed by these demons.

Yang Yuan stroked her cheeks, there was still a little residual heat, her expression was no longer painful, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, it was a satisfied smile, and the last kiss was her last appeal.

Yang Yuan hugged her and gave her a kiss again, and the laughter turned into a roar!

"Ahh

It was the ultimate rage, all he had was consumed by this apocalypse, destroyed by these demons!

Those eyes were full of boundless killing intent, but he was just an ordinary person and couldn't do anything.

But he no longer gave in, he wanted to tell these demons, "Come on, it's a big deal, I'm not afraid of you!"

His roar lasted for a long time, as if he had roared out of this injustice from heaven and the pain in his heart.

The Blood Demon King in the sky was attracted by this loud roar, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

People either screamed or shivered when they saw him, and it had never seen anyone dare to yell at it like this.

It and Yang Yuan glanced at each other, and were surprised to find that the man's eyes were full of unyielding and angry, and he wanted to tear it apart at any time.