"Dude, which sect of yours has come to join the Gz Military Region?" A young man walked over, holding a broken sword in his hand and a pistol hanging from his waist, an ordinary first-level evolutionary, who didn't know where to get a robe, and it was quite interesting to wear it and pretend to be a swordsman. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But this world is already terrible, who cares what you wear, as long as you can eat a full stomach, who cares if there are aliens on the street?

"Pure Yang Sword Sect, what about you?" Fang Lin felt that this kid was a little interesting, why didn't he go up and pick up the spar, why did he run next to him?

"I, no door, no faction, by the way, my name is Ding Hao, what about you, and you still have a Northeast accent?" Ding Hao lifted his pants that were not tightly tied, the ragged clothes did not fit at all, and squatted next to Fang Lin, staring at the humans and zombies who were fighting.

Ding Hao has had a dream since he was a child, that is, to fight the sword Tianya, the end of the world is coming, the sword can be used, no one cares about him, and he can still hold a gun, but Tianya will forget it, if he doesn't follow the army, I'm really afraid that he will be eaten by something.

"My name is Fang Lin, from Heilongjiang, why are there many sects in the Gz Military Region who have taken refuge?" Fang Lin also squatted down, and without him paying attention, he took out a plum wine in a bamboo tube and handed it to him.

Ding Hao was still wondering what this was, unplugged the stopper, and the fragrant wine came out, so he poured a sip, but this sip made Ding Hao turn into a big red face, coughed fiercely, and after returning the bamboo tube to Fang Lin, he gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, your wine is really strong, but it smells so mellow, no one else."

"Now it's gone viral on the Internet, what ancient hidden world sects began to take refuge in the nearby military region, don't you know?" Ding Hao can drink beer, this liquor, especially Fang Lin's self-brewed, is really unaccustomed to drinking, and it is not comfortable now, but the vitality in it is really sufficient.

Fang Lin shook his head, saying that he didn't know, he hadn't been in the military region these days, and he had never been on the Internet.

"Do you know how many sects or families there are, and what is their strength?" Fang Lin didn't dislike others burying him, he slowly drank slowly, Ding Hao was envious, this is life.

"It's not much, I heard that there are only a dozen sects, and the number is not much, it seems that because on the mountain, a lot of people were killed by mutant beasts, and they couldn't bear it, so they went down the mountain, these sects all have some level 4 evolutionaries, and their personal combat power is very high, because people are cultivating internal strength or something, why is Lao Tzu not so good." Ding Hao sighed.

Fang Lin was silent, although the more than a dozen sects that emerged had been inherited for a long time, but there was no big backer behind them, so they naturally had to take refuge in the military region, and only one side of the human and zombie would survive in the end, if they didn't want to be a traitor, they would have to cooperate with the military government as soon as possible.

"Why don't you get some hedrons?" Fang Lin turned his head and asked.

"Then I'm looking for death, the mercenary group is a gang, or it's the people of the army, they have divided the territory, and if they don't clean up the spars now, they will come to pick up the zombies after killing them, not to mention that there are people watching it now, I'm afraid that we individual mercenaries will take advantage, I'll just rub the car out and take a turn, and I'll go to the county town to get some food and drink, and I'll get some spars or something if I have the chance." Ding Hao said frankly that although he likes the life of fighting swords, he doesn't work so hard to improve his strength, maybe because it's too easy to be satisfied.

"Why don't you join a mercenary group?" Fang Lin asked suspiciously, you are not an ordinary person, you are also a level 1 evolutionary.

"It's boring, it's just us, it's not popular to go to the big team, it's always controlled, and it's always under control, and when the small team can't do the task, it's the goods that are sent to death in front, and I haven't lived enough." Ding Hao took out half a box of Hongta Mountain and gave Fang Lin one.

"Smoke, it's not a good cigarette!" Ding Hao couldn't figure out whether this person was a disciple of the sect or an ordinary evolutionary who wanted to wear this clothes like him, but he had the same smell and could talk.

"I don't care if the smoke is good or bad, that's what it feels like to smoke, well, that realm, haha." Fang Lin took Hongta Mountain, then took the lighter and lit it, just like that, swallowing clouds and spitting fog on the side of the street, the zombies did not rush over, after all, zombies are bloodthirsty things, and they like to chase humans who are closer.

"Yes, that's a good saying, smoking is not for the smell of smoke, but for that unfathomable realm!" Ding Hao said with a smile.

Fang Lin stepped on the cigarette butt, looked at the battle that was still fighting, felt that it was not interesting here, and turned around and said, "Let's go, go back to the military base." ”

"Brother, don't play like this, don't you see mutant beasts everywhere along the way, or it's a huge insect, if we hadn't come out in groups, we would have already entered the stomach of something." Ding Hao said that Fang Lin also understood, when there were a large number of people, the momentum would naturally exude, and individual mutant beasts were not interested in pulling out their teeth and getting injured, so they ate a bite of meat, it was better to eat other mutant beasts or zombies, it was much simpler, of course, when encountering a single human being, it was also good to fight tooth sacrifices.

Fang Lin released his breath, naturally there were no mutant beasts to disturb him, but Ding Hao didn't know that Fang Lin was a master, and thought that he was also coming out of the convoy, and he was a free mercenary like him.

Ding Hao didn't agree, Fang Lin didn't worry about it for a moment, just wait, take the opportunity to recover his mental state, and hitchhike back together, it was noon, the sun overhead became hot, and the two of them hid under a big tree.

The moment of Tinker Bell appeared again, Ding Hao couldn't figure out where Fang Lin took out a lot of food, a bag of well-packaged bacon was thrown to him, and he almost wanted to hug Fang Lin and kiss it, but seeing Fang Lin's refusal in his eyes, it deeply hurt his heart, so he gave up this plan.

"Do you have a place you want to go?" Fang Lin asked while eating bacon and drinking wine.

"It's too much, since I was a child, I have had the idea of traveling all over the world, carrying a sword, riding a horse, walking the rivers and lakes, but it seems difficult at this time." Ding Hao sighed a little, but he took a big bite again, tomorrow's things, tomorrow's thinking about tomorrow.

"Hey, it's good to be able to eat and sleep, and to be carefree!" Fang Lin rolled his eyes.

Ding Hao 'cut' a sigh: "Turning around and saying that I have no ambition, what if a small person like me has ambitions, do you have any ambitions?" ”

"Well, of course."

"Tell me about some great dreams."

"Stand on the highest mountain, kill the most powerful enemy, fight the most beautiful woman, three dreams to be realized." Fang Lin smiled.

Ding Hao frowned and thought about it, and after a while, he smiled equally obscenely: "Brother, these three zhan words, you can use them, there is nothing wrong with them, I have decided, these three dreams are also mine, and I will say them again when I see people in the future." ”

"Stealing my ideas in front of me, okay?" Fang Lin pursed his lips, this person was too shameless.

"NO, NO, NO, YOU SAID, YOU HAVE TO HAVE DREAMS TO BE A MAN, DON'T HAVE DREAMS BECAUSE YOU ARE A LITTLE PERSON, STAR MASTER SAID, IF A PERSON DOES NOT HAVE A DREAM, WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN IT AND A SALTED FISH?" Ding Hao's smile is very sincere and cheerful, even if he can't realize the dream in his heart, he must find a way to approach it, instead of standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at his dream. (To be continued.) )