The sky was bright.

A convoy of wagons walked slowly and neatly along the road.

In this era, it is really rare to see horse-drawn carriages.

The stout and majestic soldier rode a horse, carried a rifle on his back, wore a camouflage uniform, and painted his face with special forces combat makeup.

And in the carriage, there sat a melancholy woman.

The woman looked to be about twenty years old, with short hair, very white skin, and big eyes with indescribable depression.

She lifted the curtain of the carriage, poked her head out and asked, "Where are you?" ”

"It's coming." The man in the carriage said.

The man was dressed neatly, and at a glance, he was also a handsome guy in the mouth of a matchmaker.

The woman closed the curtain very unhappily, and along the way, the man driving the carriage kept being so perfunctory to himself, and after a day, two days, countless days, there was only one sentence in his mouth.

It's almost there.

The group seemed to be tireless, and had been on the road all night, when one of the horses suddenly fell to the ground.

The person on the horse was like a martial arts master, and he tapped the ground with one finger to avoid the fact that he fell into the mud.

The man fell to the ground and looked at the horse lying on the ground with his eyes closed, with no expression on his face and no one knowing what he was thinking.

"If you're tired, take a break." The man said suddenly.

The man driving the carriage glanced at the fallen horse, then at the man, and said unquestioningly, "It's almost there, if you can't abandon the horse." ”

The man glanced at the man driving, squatted down and stroked the horse, then suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it down on the horse.

Miserable hiss, but unable to resist.

The woman in the car clutched the corner of her clothes, and the hiss reached her ears, as if to shatter her eardrums.

The man drew his dagger, reverently closed the horse's eyes, then stood up, bowed to the horse, wiped the blood from the dagger, and put it into its sheath.

"Let's go."

The man in the car didn't say anything more, and the group continued to walk forward.

It's late afternoon.

They passed a razed village, the smell of fire still lingering in the air, the horses of the men had long since disappeared, and the only thing left was the car of the man driving the carriage.

For some reason, as long as I looked at the carriage, I was attracted by an inexplicable force.

"I can't take it anymore!" The woman in the carriage suddenly lifted the curtain and shouted.

"Zhai Qing, be honest." The man driving the carriage said without looking back.

"When are you going?!"

"I said it, it's almost there."

"Then you ......"

"Be honest with me!" The man suddenly kicked his eyes and roared angrily.

But the woman named Zhai Qing did not flinch, so many days of carriage travel had already made this modern girl a little broken.

She couldn't help but jump off the carriage, but when her body hit the ground, an unknown force directly dragged her body and carried her back into the carriage.

The man driving sneered and muttered, "Hehe, it's done." ”

"What is this?" Zhai Qing looked at her body incredulously, there was nothing outside just now, what was it that carried her back to the carriage again?

It's scary to think about.

She turned her head stiffly, realizing that there was nothing beside her.

"What did you do to me?!" Zhai Qing shouted.

The man sneered, drove the carriage, and said to the group of soldiers, "Okay, your mission is complete, you can go." ”

The man who had killed the horse before suddenly turned his head with no expression in his eyes.

But there was a wisp of disgust in his eyes that he couldn't see at all.

"That's what's left." The man threw a small bag at the man and drove away in the carriage.

The man looked at the contents of the bag, took a deep breath, glanced at his own person, then took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

Because there are still people living here, the signal is not broken.

The phone still works fine.

But once you are outside the circle, no matter how good the signal is, you can't use your mobile phone at all.

And on the phone, a note name flashed.

Brother Liao Fange.

"Hey, brother."

……

The carriage continued.

In the hazy night, the carriage looked inexplicably weird.

Suddenly, the man in the carriage rubbed his eyes incredulously.

In the distance, I saw a figure with white flower skin lying quietly on the ground.

The man suddenly felt nauseous, but he couldn't make a detour, so he had to keep walking, at this time, he regretted letting the team go, at the very least, they could be responsible for cleaning up the unknown corpses.

But when he walked in, the man suddenly shook his head and stood up.

The bald head glowing white in the night, the skin was white and black, naked, and there was a black long sword in front of him.

At this point, there were only two words in the man's head.

Tough.

The man seemed to be a little drunk, barely standing still, and finally foamed at the ground, rolled his eyes, and almost fainted again.

"What the hell?" The man slapped the air out of thin air in disgust, and the man's white body seemed to have been hit by a heavy object, turning directly into a perfect parabola, and crashing headlong into the wall in the distance.

The man ignored the man and continued to drive the carriage on.

The man pulled out his head in a daze, and amazingly, he hit it so hard that there was not a drop of blood on his head.

Tick.

A drop of bright red blood gushed out of his nose.

But he didn't seem to notice!

"What the hell are you?" The man's mouth grew and he punched the man out of thin air.

The man's body was smashed straight into the ground, leaving only a round head on the surface.

"Not dead yet??" The man's back was numb, he was a little unbelieving, and as soon as his temper came up, he smashed the man a few more times.

The man's body was hammered straight into the ground, his eyes rolled over, his tongue stretched out, and white bubbles spat out of his mouth.

"King Kong gourd baby?" The man rubbed his face, looked at the man in disbelief, and then drove the carriage away as if fleeing for his life.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a scolding voice came from behind.

The man's goosebumps instantly rose.

He turned his head mechanically, and saw that the man was standing behind him with a sword in one hand, and the anger on his face was self-evident.

Anyone who is beaten up inexplicably will not be happy.

What's more, it was Chen Fang, who had not been struck by lightning for a long time.

As soon as he woke up, he was beaten violently, and his heart was aggrieved to a point.

At this moment, a woman suddenly jumped out of the carriage and shouted, "Save ......"

But she hadn't finished shouting, her eyes fell on Chen Fang.

The glowing bald head was not even wearing a single piece of clothing, and the blood from his nose was gushing out like a fountain.

"Hooligans!" Zhai Qing suddenly turned around and slapped the man in the carriage in the face.

Suddenly, a slap print appeared on the man's handsome face.

For a moment, the man didn't slow down.

looked at Chen Fang, and then at Zhai Qing, who was hiding in the car.

"Fuck, he's a scoundrel, what are you hitting me for?"

Chen Fang was a little confused, and silently lowered his head, finding that he was naked.

"Me, fuck." Chen Fang grew his mouth, scolded, and immediately turned around, leaving an afterimage in the same place.

It was only half a minute later, and before the man could drive, Chen Fang appeared in front of the carriage again.

At this time, he was wrapped in a discarded garment around his waist, and he didn't know where he found it.

"Come down and fight to the death." Chen Fang pointed to the man in the carriage and said.

"Fuck you." The man hammered Chen Fang into the ground with a single punch.

Chen Fang crawled out of the ground like Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed.

Those few heavenly thunders, although he suffered a lot of injuries, greatly increased the strength of his physical body.

In the past, if you were hammered like this, you would lose half a tube of blood if you didn't die, but now, this kind of attack is like a girl throwing a punch at herself.

“......”

The two looked at each other, and the man was slightly speechless.

He really realized what it was called a King Kong gourd baby.

"I care about Nima, Jinwa, fire baby, water baby, gourd baby, go die! Stinky idiot! ”

"What's that?" Chen Fang looked at the man who had just jumped up in confusion, and he actually hit Chen Fang with his fist frantically.

Chen Fang raised his sword speechlessly and accurately caught the man.

Poof.

The sword enters the body, just like cutting tofu.

"I want to be famous in my life, but I actually ......" The man lay on the sword with remorse, his lower abdomen had been pierced, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on Chen Fang's face.

Chen Fang wiped the blood off his face and threw him away directly, not wanting to pay attention to this person at all.

He also knew that with this level of attack, that person would not die at all.

"Come out." Chen Fang said into the carriage.

"Are you dressed?!" Zhai Qing said.

"Worn it."

Zhai Qing slowly poked her head out, only to see a man covered in blood appear in front of her......

An embroidered pillow was thrown out of the carriage and smashed into Chen Fang's face.

Chen Fang grabbed the pillow fiercely and glanced at the carriage with disdain.

Then, the sword body suddenly stabbed backwards, and the man's figure appeared behind him at some point, the man was holding a black talisman in his hand, his lower abdomen was pierced again, and he looked at Chen Fang with resentment, and his body fell down again.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Chen Fang said sincerely.

"I ......" The man's mouth was spurting blood, his eyes were reversed, and he passed out.

Zhai Qing's head slowly poked out, and found that the man had passed out, and he was actually doing it by the bald head in front of him?

"Thanks, thanks." Zhai Qing slowly jumped out of the car and thanked her, but was pulled back into the car by a strange force.

Then, an eerie grim laugh came from inside the car.

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