Zhuang Yichen was silent for a while, and then said: "The army has already moved into Jiangcheng, and not far from here is the military reserve. I'll send you there tomorrow, and it's up to you what happens in the future. ”

"You can rest now, it's safe to watch here." After Zhuang Yichen finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Ling Yumeng glanced at the Sinking Demon Skeleton standing silently behind Zhuang Yichen with some fear, and said, "Can you not go." Her voice was soft and mournful, Zhuang Yichen thought for a moment, and then turned around again. No matter what happened in the past, but in these last days, as human beings, we should try to support each other as much as we can.

Zhuang Yichen sat opposite her in silence, then closed his eyes and began the night's cultivation. There was nothing to say all night, and soon the sky was bright, Zhuang Yichen woke up from his cultivation, he opened the curtains in the room, looked at the gray sky outside in silence, and then said: "Don't sleep anymore if you wake up, wait for a little food, we are about to leave." ”

After saying that, he turned around, and did not shy away from Ling Yumeng's eyes, so he directly took out the small alcohol pot from the space and began to cook the rice cakes.

Ling Yumeng's eyes widened curiously as she watched this scene, but she only opened her mouth and didn't speak.

"Yes, just like that, don't ask what you shouldn't, and talking less will make you live longer." Zhuang Yichen saw that he was interested and didn't speak, so he said lightly while adding rice cakes to the pot.

The water in the pot bubbled and bubbled, and in Ling Yumeng's expectant eyes, the rice cake was quickly cooked. Zhuang Yichen gave her some shares, and ate silently.

She hadn't really eaten enough for several days, let alone such a serious cooked rice cake, she gulped down the rice cake in the bowl, even if it was hot and blew straight in her mouth, she didn't slow down the speed of stuffing things into her mouth.

After eating, Zhuang Yichen searched the place again, and collected all the food saved by the two scumbags in his storage space, and the most surprising thing was that he also found a box of pistol bullets, a total of fifty rounds. After packing up all the things, Zhuang Yichen set off with Ling Yumeng

The temperature in Jiangcheng, which has lost its sunshine, has plummeted, and although it is now early autumn, it has the coolness of late autumn. Walking out of the mall, a gust of cold wind rushed towards him, Zhuang Yichen tightened the neckline of his clothes, and glanced back at Ling Yumeng, at this time she was tightly wrapped in a coat that she had just picked up in the mall and shivering.

"Hold close, don't speak, don't make a sound." After Zhuang Yichen finished speaking, he turned his head and cautiously marched towards the camp along the side of the road.

The distance from the mall to the camp is not too far, only about three hours away. But Zhuang Yichen and they walked very dangerously.

"Shhhhhh There was another chaotic sound of footsteps ahead, and Zhuang Yichen immediately grabbed Ling Yumeng and dodged behind the billboard of a small restaurant. After a while, a small group of Sinking Demons passed by the intersection in front of Zhuang Yichen in a hurry. After they were far away, Zhuang Yichen poked his head out and quickly crossed the intersection and hid in a shop across the road.

From the time of departure to the present, this is already the third wave of such a group of slumber demons that Zhuang Yichen has encountered. Fortunately, Zhuang Yichen has a keen hearing that has been strengthened, so he can avoid them in advance every time without danger. It's just that this state of mental tension has always made him a little exhausted. He casually moved a chair in the shop and sat down tiredly.

Looking at the route traveled by those sunken demons, there were faint signs of encircling the entire military garrison. He sighed heavily in his heart, the station that had just stabilized was about to have big trouble coming to the door again. Zhuang Yichen rubbed his temples in distress and said to Ling Yumeng, "Do you want to drink water?" We'll have to hurry up after a little rest, and if we can't get to camp before dark, we'll have to spend the night outside. ”

"Ah, no, I'm not thirsty, thank you." Ling Yumeng replied. The two of them rested for a while, and then set off again. At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

Zhuang Yichen turned his head violently, only to see a sinking demon rushing over from behind, brandishing a big stick, ready to knock Ling Yumeng to the ground.

"Be careful!" He yelled and pulled Ling Yumeng over.

This is a lonely sinking demon, and when he suddenly saw two humans at this moment, he was naturally extremely excited, and of course, Zhuang Yichen was also very excited.

The Sinking Demon rushed up with a big stick, and just a few steps, "Bang! With a muffled sound, he was dropped to the ground from behind by a stick.

Before the Sink Demon could react, several sticks slammed into its head. The muffled sound of blunt striking rang out one after another, and each one heavier than the other. Even Zhuang Yichen felt pain when he heard it.

Summoning the Sinking Demon Skeleton from the undead space is silent, as long as it is within the range of one's spiritual power, as long as the mind moves, it can appear wherever the Sinking Demon Skeleton appears. This fixed-point summoning is like a surprise soldier from the sky, and this hand was also used to deal with those two scumbags before.

The Demon of Destruction was smashed with several sticks in succession, and those who were already dead could not die again. Zhuang Yichen hurriedly made the Sinking Demon Skeleton stop. He looked back at Ling Yumeng, who was behind her, hesitated, and didn't let her avoid it. Instead, he cast a necromantic summoning directly in front of her.

The necromancy looked bloody and terrifying when it was cast, and after a while, a skeleton stood out through the flesh and blood. Ling Yumeng, who had been staring at this scene, finally couldn't help it, squatted on the ground and spit out.

Zhuang Yichen just glanced at her, didn't pay attention to her, but turned his head to look at the newly summoned Sinking Demon. What is most needed in the last days is to adjust her mentality and adapt as quickly as possible, and she was the same at the beginning, she couldn't bear such a bloody scene, but now, she can be indifferent, let her have some more such experiences, maybe it can also help her live longer, Zhuang Yichen can only do so much.

There is another spiritual imprint of the Sinking Demon Skeleton in his head, Zhuang Yishen can clearly feel that summoning two Sinking Demon Skeletons at the same time is already the limit now, and if there is one more, then his spirit will have to collapse.

After getting used to it for a while, his head became a lot heavier, Zhuang Yichen took the two sinking demons back into the undead space, and prepared to continue his journey.

Ling Yumeng, who had vomited, already looked much better, she stood up and followed behind Zhuang Yichen silently, and suddenly asked, "Can I become like you?" ”

Hearing her words, Zhuang Yichen naturally understood what she was referring to. In fact, he has been thinking about this question, is it only when he has obtained the inheritance of the Tower of the Dead that he can practice magic, or can other people also be able to cultivate magic?

He didn't know the exact answer, because he hadn't seen anyone like him until now. After a pause, Zhuang Yichen turned back to Ling Yumeng and said, "Maybe it's okay, I don't know."

"At the same time as those monsters came, there was also a mysterious substance on our earth. It's as ubiquitous as air, and humans can absorb it, manipulate it, and make themselves as powerful as those monsters, if not more powerful than them. That's all we hope for humanity to survive in the end. ”

"Is this how your magical powers come from?"

"Yes." Zhuang Yichen replied simply, and at the same time, he had more expectations in his heart. When will the cultivators among the human beings really appear? Those monsters are getting stronger and stronger, and if humans can only rely on those existing weapons, then there is really no hope for the future.

After that, the journey was very peaceful and smooth, and he never encountered a horde of Sinking Demons again. Soon, Zhuang Yichen returned to the camp with Ling Yumeng. After he sent Ling Yumeng to the survivors' gathering point, he went straight back to his home.

I've done everything I can, and as for what your future holds, it's up to you. Looking at the back of Ling Yumeng's departure, Zhuang Yichen thought secretly.