The closer you get to the city, the more cars on the road, all of them stop on the side of the city, one after the other, leading to the center of the city.

Lei Yan entered this side of the city, but there was hardly a car. Lei Yan rode his horse and walked slowly on the road, looking at the countless large and small vehicles on the other side that had lost their vitality and life, these colorful vehicles were all covered in mud and mud (a masterpiece of wind and rain), the cars were a mess, and occasionally there were corpses, everything was lifeless, decadent and disgusting.

Lei Yan looked at the vehicle on the other side for a while, then frowned and turned his head, staring at the empty road in front of him, there would be no living people waiting for him to find in the dead traffic on the other side, and the breath emanating from the abandoned cars was eating away at his confidence and courage, he had to move forward, even if he was alone, even if he felt that he was most likely wrong, he had to go on, because he had nowhere to go.

In Lei Yan's not long life, he experienced for the first time what it means to be wandering......

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