The human memory that has lived for more than 20 years, and the vampire Lori who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, no matter how you look at the capacity of the memory, the vampire wins, which means that Yang Hao will soon be free, and the vampire Lori may have to continue to wander in the dark, until one day she finds enough souls to collide with her, and finally consumes her hundreds of years of memory......

The collision ended, and there was only one light left in the endless darkness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The most memories were kept, but it was not the longest-lived, the most colorful vampire little Lori left, but it was Yang Hao, a silk virgin who had lived for more than 20 years.

That's right, it's Yang Hao, not only stayed, but also the memory was not lost much.

Or rather, lost memories are just a small part of a fantasy story in the endless darkness, countless dark fragments.

If you use a competition as a metaphor, it is equivalent to Yang Hao's zero death super god, and he took a bunch of five kills in the middle, which is completely abusing vegetables.

"Damn, how many years has Lao Tzu been in this hellish place?! The vampires have done everything, and Lao Tzu still feels that his mind is full of messes?! ”

If the soul state can shed tears, Yang Hao is probably already in tears at this moment.

"Groove, keep moving forward, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't leave here......" Furious, Yang Hao raised his leg and prepared to move forward to continue, now the way to get out of here has been found, but it depends on whether he is lucky enough.

However, before he left, the mutation resumed.

"This is?!"

In the dark, a portal with phantom white light suddenly appeared, the portal was illusory and unreal, and he couldn't see the world inside the door clearly, nor could he see the portal pattern under the white light, only a huge attraction came from the portal, constantly dragging Yang Hao closer.

With the attraction, more memory images than when they collided before were torn out, like a torrent breaking through.

The image of the memory continued to hit the portal, and then turned into a rain of white light and merged into the portal, causing the portal to slowly condense at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually become clear.

"This ...... Yes! It hurts to death!! ”

It's another tug-of-war, but this time the spoilers are no less than ten times worse, and only Yang Hao keeps paying memories and screams.

The fast and complete portal was like an abyss, and it was not until Yang Hao had exhausted the memories in the darkness and began to appear that the scene of the final death began to appear, and the absorption could not be stopped.

At this time, Yang Hao was already exhausted, and the whole person was stuck on the portal.

Before this, the portal was a phantom, and Yang Hao had been unable to enter, and when the portal condensed completely, Yang Hao didn't even be able to take another look at the dark world, and the whole person had already thrown himself into the portal and completely disappeared without a trace.

The blue sky is thousands of miles, thousands of miles of desert, the surface of the yellow sand is steaming in the scorching sun, and the old iron train rumbles forward, like a long snake crossing through, and soon disappears at one end of the horizon, leaving only the yellow sand flying, covering the clear sky.

This is the New World, the wilderness of G City, a forbidden area for life.

At this moment, in the depths of the yellow sand of this forbidden area, it is unusually lively.

"Hey! Yang Hao boy, turn my King Kong around, this damn thing, the protective alloy door is too thick, and several of them have been destroyed when you turn your head. ”

In the narrow passage more than one meter high under the dim light, a sturdy man with a bald head and a scar across half of his face pouted, his thick hands touched the sand and sweat on his face, and shouted at the top of his throat.

Dahan's voice fell, and after a while, a rustling sound sounded.

The passage supported by the dilapidated and rusted temporary engineering shelves is not too large, and every time you enter and exit, you can only pout your waist, bow your head, and be careful of falling sand and soil fragments on your head at any time.

A boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, with short thick black hair, uneven oil, and a dark and tattered linen cloth on his body.

The thin, dirty boy was tugging at an old iron box handle in both hands, and his teeth were clenched, almost moving forward with the strength of milk.

Looking at his hard work that even sweat and sand couldn't hide, the bald man Rolls shook his head helplessly and spoke.

"Yang Hao boy, to be honest, you are really not suitable for this business, otherwise you should consider the conditions of the mayor and the young lady! Although there is a little less freedom, it is definitely a step to the sky, and no matter how many people ask for it, they can't ask for it. ”

Hearing the words of the bald man Laws, Yang Hao, who had greatly shrunk in age, could only reach the big man, he raised his dirty head, looked at Rouse without emotion in his dark eyes, and said indifferently in a slightly dry voice.

"For a minute, I didn't delay everyone's work."

"Uh......" Lawston choked, scratched his head, and said with a wry smile, "Okay! Why don't you feel sorry for you in front of the dead old John, but the wild dogs on the sand are restless lately, don't you think about leaving this bonus to your brothers? ”

After listening to Rouse's words, the expression on Yang Hao's face did not change, he just put away the toolbox on the ground, and said as he turned away: "No one can decide my life, except myself." ”

"Alright! But if the wild dogs succeed and we take it back, don't talk about old John. Rouse, who was still unwilling to give up, said jokingly.

"There won't be that day," the words fell, and Yang Hao's figure had disappeared around the corner of the sandy road.

"What a stubborn guy, what's wrong with Miss Mayor, isn't it just a little fatter? If it's Rolls and me, I'll have already said goodbye to this damn underworld. Muttering a few grumblings, Rolls resumed his work on the digging, and the rumbling of the sand cavern was heard again.

At this time, Yang Hao had already returned to the camp on the ground.

The scorching sun is almost noon, and the thin atmosphere is difficult to hinder the penetration of sunlight, and the temperature of the sand surface at this time can be more than 70 degrees. This continuous hot weather will undoubtedly affect the normal work during the day.

But this is not the most fatal problem, how to arrange the use of less than one-fifth of the water left in the tank is the biggest problem of the success of this excavation.

You know, once the water stock is less than one-tenth, the excavation will basically fail.

What's even worse is that it has been more than half a month since this excavation, but the harvest is very few, not even enough to buy the energy blocks for this trip, let alone more expensive water and food.

"Seventy-five dollars, twenty-five dollars per person, if it fails, you will really have to give in to the mayor and the mayor." Looking at the only pile of new coins left in the money bag, Yang Hao couldn't help but sigh.

This is the fourteenth year since Yang Hao woke up. When he first woke up, he learned the New World pronunciation in Old John's dilapidated shantytown, only to learn that he had been brought back by Old John after digging in a wasteland.

Old John said to the outside world that he picked it up on the sand by himself, but once after Old John was drunk, Yang Hao knew that Old John had lied to everyone. The real situation was that John Sr. found him in a broken stone while digging dozens of meters underground.

It's unbelievable, but it's true. Of course, all this is not out of kindness, but old John wants to use his "heavenly thing" to get out of the wilderness, dangerous and deserted town, and go to what travelers call the golden country, the high world.

It's a pity that it backfired, until Old John died dozens of meters underground, Yang Hao still didn't awaken the so-called power of the world that the traveler sang about by mouth, let alone think about the vision from the sky.

After the death of John Sr., Yang Hao, as an adopted son, inherited his inheritance. The inheritance is probably a dilapidated shantytown, and there are more than 300 Singapore dollars that everyone has been looking for for a while but can't find.

The things that were actually valuable were hidden by Yang Hao a long time ago.

He has lived on Earth for more than twenty years, and the New World has lived in the desert for more than ten years, and it adds up to almost forty or fifty years back and forth, and if he didn't even know the basic survival manual, he probably wouldn't know how many times he had died.

Of course, it is also possible that he was sent to the mayor's house.

At the beginning of this month, using the last savings, after making a large amount of interest concessions, Yang Hao finally organized a wasteland reclamation operation.

Gambling on everything, if the dead master did not deceive people, Yang Hao was sure to take advantage of this opportunity to completely get out of the desert and go to the high world that Old John had always longed for.

However, so far, Yang Hao has not reported much hope for his master's words; He was thinking about whether to take the last of his savings and secretly drive away.

Of course, this dangerous idea was quickly suppressed, although Yang Hao felt that what he did after waking up was not a good person, but at least he still retained the basic bottom line of life.

"I really can't do it, I can only do it." Murmuring, Yang Hao put away the money bag, dragged the new toolbox and walked towards another excavated sand hole.

Although Terry has not yet called inside, Yang Hao calculates that the turn in his hand is estimated to be almost scrapped.

Complete calculation and early action, this is the reason why Yang Hao is so hard, but he can always deliver the tools within the specified time.

If it weren't for this, Yang Hao estimated that he would have been sent to the mayor's house by three greedy guys according to the contract.

"Hey! Yang Hao, Lao Tzu turned his head and wasted, bring a new one in, I started to remember the time! Halfway through the cave, Terry's shouts came from inside.

"The seventh turn, it seems that there will probably be no progress today!" In his thoughts, Yang Hao had already appeared in Terry's sight with tools.

"Ho, Yang Hao, you guy is really good! It makes me happy for a long time, and the mayor of the town is really good, you know, Terry Laozi, I have grown so big, I haven't even touched a woman's hand! ”

Terry, who has already cultivated to the level of a great magician, teased, not feeling that there is anything wrong with being a virgin in his thirties.

But also, in this town where men are more than ten times as many as women, except for those who have the money to go to the kiln for recreation, most of them are old virgins who have been fighting each other left and right for decades like Terry, and there are also some gentlemen who have been bent.

In such an environment, it is estimated that as long as it is a female, it can make a group of males passionate. Of course, except for Yang Hao, at least although he was an old virgin in his last life, his values have not yet reached the point of being distorted...... (To be continued)