I don't know how long it took, but the sky began to turn white. The monster began to slow down, and the hair on its neck was already a little wet. Until the sky was completely white, and the monster was panting and stumbling.

"Chance!"

With a move in his heart, he let go of his hands and grabbed the horns on the monster's head and lifted his body forward. Mu Qingyang sat on the monster's neck, his two calves tightly coiled around its throat.

Mu Qingyang grabbed its spiral horn with his left hand, and with his right hand, he pulled out the hammer inserted in his waist and smashed it on its head.

"Huh!"

The monster let out a wail and shook its head to shake him out.

Mu Qingyang began to dizzy again.

In this way, the monster stopped for a while, and Mu Qingyang smashed its head with a hammer, and as soon as it was smashed, it shook its head. Mu Qingyang stopped, but he didn't let himself be thrown out, and he would smash it when it stopped.

Back and forth, the monster was not lightly tired, and Mu Qingyang couldn't hold on.

Suddenly, Mu Qingyang's whole body leaned back, and the monster stood up, its head tilted back, and Mu Qingyang also fell down. Mu Qingyang grabbed the horn and waited for it to stand back again, and it didn't take long, only about ten seconds, and its front feet fell to the ground.

In these ten seconds, Mu Qingyang saw the opportunity, and the crossbow arrow was firmly inserted into its forehead, not deep or shallow, just nailed to the skull but did not penetrate into the head, making it painful and not fatal.

Mu Qingyang saw hope, and encouraged the last strength to sit firmly on its neck and wait for an opportunity.

"Here's your chance!"

It stood up again, Mu Qingyang grabbed the big horn and stood up, his left foot hooked on its chin, his right foot stepped on its shoulder socket behind it, and straightened up.

"Dang!" The hammer smashed into the tail of the bolt, and the bolt sank down a few points.

"Baa, baa!" The monster let out a loud wail again, and Shock's ears were buzzing. The monster bounced straight up and down, and as he sat on its back, he felt like it was flying up and down. The hammer flew out, and the left hand holding the big horn was bloodied with spiral lines. I don't know the time, until the monster stood up again, took a few steps back and then retreated a few steps, and then fell sideways to the ground, Mu Qingyang didn't have time to jump off, and was taken to the ground together.

Mu Qingyang groaned and pulled his left leg out from under the monster, he couldn't feel his left foot anymore, Mu Qingyang limped and looked at the monster corpse. It was already dawn, and a strong tiredness came over him. Mu Qingyang fell on the corpse and slept with the residual warmth of the mutant beast's body......

"Wake up! Qingyang ......" Li Qing's voice sounded from beside her, and when she opened her eyes, her pretty face was full of tears, at this time she was completely an ordinary little woman, and her eyes were full of worry.

"Why did you get here alone?" Not only Li Qing, but Li Moliu was also with a few soldiers, who were holding semi-automatic rifles in their hands, and it seemed that they were running all the way.

"Hey...... I was a little annoyed and wanted to be alone quietly, so I climbed up...... "Mu Qingyang is in pain all over his body now, especially his left leg is swollen and tall, and he really has no face to say that he was originally going to come up to help defend."

Li Moliu looked at him, took out the Lulu Sword from the demon beast, took the scabbard off Mu Qingyang's waist again, held it in his hand and said, "Really...... It's enough to make people uncomfortable. This sword is a curse for you, and I will take it for you first...... I'll talk about it when you're healed. ”

The old demon of the Black Mountain in the Lulu Sword disappeared without a trace when this disaster came, so now this sword has been reduced to just a sharp weapon for Mu Qingyang, but even so, this four-foot sword that can cut gold and jade is also something he can't rely on.

"Go back and tell Xiao Liu and let him send a sentry on this! How...... No such obvious vulnerability was found...... Are they all eating dry rice? Li Moliu asked people to go down the mountain to get the stretcher, and by the way, he arranged a sentry on the mountain. While angrily reprimanding, he looked at Mu Qingyang as if he had realized something, but when he saw Mu Qingyang's indifferent smile, he glared at him viciously!

At this time, there were only the three of them left on the cliff, Li Qing helped Mu Qingyang to sit up, turned his head to look at the horned monster behind him, and patted his chest with palpitations: "It's also a shame that you will stay here, we are almost ordinary people now, but you dare to do something with it......"

"That's it! Nor do they weigh their own pounds...... Do you really think you're the invincible young master in the world? If you have three long and two short, what can you do with my sister...... Really, I think you're just foolish! Li Moliu sat down next to him and snorted angrily.

"But my heart is always empty, and since I came back from the Boundary Mountain, I always feel something wrong, as if something big is about to happen, as if a big disaster is coming!" Mu Qingyang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Isn't that big enough? It's already a mess in the world, but I've tried to contact headquarters, and the bigger the city, the worse it gets...... Now almost the vast majority of cities have been occupied by demonic people, and the humans who survived the catastrophe are now hiding in the wilderness, and this world has been occupied by these demonized people, and our demon race and humans are only reduced to a vulnerable group. Li Moliu fell silent as he spoke, he seemed to have returned to his original deep state, Mu Qingyang knew that he was really starting to worry.

"Can I get in touch with my kind?" Mu Qingyang asked.

"No way...... The ability to sense and transmit sound has been severely weakened, and the recovery of demonic power is extremely slow, I guess it's because of the virus infection, but it seems that the remaining humans have to enhance their physique a lot, and we are now at best more talented. Li Qing said worriedly.

"Can your plant manipulation still work?"

"It's just communication...... My brother's transformation talent can only be used for a short period of ten minutes. Qingyang, what about you? ”

"I'm just a little stronger now, but the demonic power is far from enough, and I can't even use the talisman, and the means of Taoism are temporarily useless." Mu Qingyang smiled bitterly, in fact, it didn't stop there, the dragon armor couldn't be called, the old demon of the Black Mountain disappeared mysteriously, and even the madness instinct was also affected, even the innate magic weapon of the dragon spirit was only limited to the occasional short communication with the guy Shuling, and his ability ruined most of them, and now he is just an ordinary person with a little more strength.

Li Qing talked a lot about their experience in the past two days after they separated, because Li Moliu himself was born in special forces, with excellent professionalism and superhuman skills, in this case, he was quickly appointed as the captain of the general guard, and he can be regarded as the representative of the real power faction among these thousands of people.

Most of these rescued people were civilians and soldiers, and some were so-called high-ranking officials, but in this chaotic situation, the original identity was worth nothing at all, and the military and police, who held the main combat power, quickly took over the command of the scene, and now the commander-in-chief of this shelter is Wang Jianhua, deputy commander of the garrison of the former provincial military district. This is a very upright old man, very prestigious among officers and soldiers, and he is also the old head of Li Moliu's former army. With his approval, in fact, this refuge is basically Li Moliu's daily work.

"The old chief is now focusing on search and rescue at this stage, according to our estimates, there should be many survivors in the city who are hiding everywhere waiting for rescue, but the candidates for this search team have not yet been finalized, why don't you try?" Li Moliu suddenly interjected.

"Hmm...... No problem. ”

Mu Qingyang did not hesitate at all, at this critical time, he didn't mind rushing to the front line, his intuition told him that this catastrophe had been planned for a long time, and it was not just as simple as the so-called virus leakage, especially the zombies began to demonize to varying degrees and became the so-called demonized people, which is simply a direct means of subverting human society.

Now he suddenly began to worry about everyone, including those friends and clansmen and relatives who had been around, even if there was no way to contact them, but he was extremely happy to have the opportunity to contribute to the rescue in front of him, and by the way, he could keep himself busy without falling into that tangled and melancholy state of mind.

When Mu Qingyang didn't come on the stretcher, his leg injury had already begun to recover, and when he was taken back to the camp, he could actually walk with a limp, which made the two little soldiers who were accompanying him really depressed. However, the sheep-shaped monster that was brought back made everyone overjoyed, after a series of experiments and identification, this monster is completely edible, and the camp is currently short of supplies, this guy has made everyone's eyes shine.

Li Moliu immediately organized a temporary team of 150 people to conduct a thorough search on the mountain, and actually caught more than a dozen of them, and the food problem in the last few days should have been solved.

In just one day and a night's work, Mu Qingyang quickly recovered from his injuries, and his request to join the search team was also approved by Commander-in-Chief Wang, and under the impetus of Li Moliu, he even obtained the permission to carry out the search mission alone in a relatively safe area.

You know, this is a great trust, if it weren't for Li Moliu showing Mu Qingyang's identity as a national security, and Wang Jianhua hearing about Mu Qingyang's superskills and extraordinary physical fitness, this kind of thing wouldn't have to be thought about at all.

For Mu Qingyang himself, of course, it is much more convenient to go out alone, but Li Qing is very dissatisfied with Li Moliu and Mu Qingyang's plans. She was arranged in the medical team, and it was difficult for her to have the opportunity to go out next, but she couldn't rest assured that Mu Qingyang would go out to search alone. Mu Qingyang said that it was very grinding for a few days, and she made countless promises, which finally made her nod.

The search started in the direction of the countryside, and for the Vault, they need a large reserve of supplies at this stage, so it is safe to avoid the city with a large number of zombies and demonic people, and instead go to the countryside to find supplies.

After walking more than ten miles of mountain roads, under the hill not far away, Mu Qingyang found a two-story small western-style building sitting alone on the edge of the farmland, with no obstacles around, and naturally there were no corpses everywhere. He decided to spend the night in that small western-style building tonight, after the bonfire attracted mutated demonic beasts at night, Mu Qingyang felt that the house was safer than the wild.

It was a typical peasant house, the small building was a few years old, the white exterior tiles were no longer bright, and the foundation under the corner was covered with withered and yellow moss. The cement floor in front of the building has many narrow and tiny cracks. The stainless steel doors and windows of the small building were locked tightly, Mu Qingyang hammered the door a few times, and then stuck to the iron door to listen to the movement in the house, and the room was quiet.

With a stroke of the sword, the lock fell off in hand, Mu Qingyang flashed into the house, probably because he had not been popular for a long time, and the room looked a little gloomy.

Inside is a hall room, on the wall facing the door hangs a portrait of the birthday star, and on the cabinet next to the portrait there is also a porcelain statue of Mao and the chairman that can no longer be seen. The decoration is very ordinary, and the white tiles on the ground are a little discolored and yellow.

Mu Qingyang went around on the first floor and found the kitchen, all the kitchen was empty except for the water tank, there was no oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice, and the clean ones even had to cry when the rats came in. There is a passage next to the kitchen, which leads down the corridor to the back of the building, and there is a small courtyard at the back, with several earthen rooms on both sides, one is a carport, and there are some tire tools scattered in the corner, and the other is a firewood room. There are also two rooms, one is a pigsty and the other is a fire cage room, and there is naturally no bacon in the countryside where cured meat is smoked.

There was an iron fence gate in the small courtyard leading to the back of the hill, and the iron gate was locked by a general.

"It seems that the homeowner has escaped the virus and fled in a car with food supplies. There is still time to lock the front and rear doors......" Mu Qingyang guessed.

The downstairs room is the bedroom for the elderly, and it is full of old furniture and wooden beds. The rest were used as storehouses, and a little rice was scattered on the floor. On the second floor is the living room, a living room with three bedrooms, a living room with wooden floors, a queen size sofa, and an upscale home theater. The three bedrooms are covered with quilt covers, so you can sleep straight away.

Mu Qingyang lay on the sofa, covered the quilt and closed his eyes, the saber was in his hand, the sofa was soft and comfortable, and he relaxed his whole body, and soon fell asleep. An iron pipe stabbed him in the stomach, Mu Qingyang was unconscious, scratched his hand and continued to sleep, the iron pipe patted Mu Qingyang's face again, Mu Qingyang opened his eyes suddenly. A blinding flashlight shot from the opposite side, shaking his tears and blurring his vision.

A figure was shadowed behind the flashlight, and it took a while for Mu Qingyang to get used to squinting at the situation in front of him, a ******** pointed at him, and the light of the flashlight patrolled over him to find out the hidden weapon.

"Who are you?" The figure on the other side asked, listening to the voice should not be very old.

"I'm a survivor!" Mu Qingyang said honestly.

"I don't care if you're some damn survivor or not, why are you in my house? Say! The figure was a little angry.

"You put down the gun first and listen to me, I'm not a bad person." Mu Qingyang persuaded.

"You told me to put down my gun in my house? Yes? You deserve to die. The man erupted, and with a thud, the butt of the rifle smashed directly into his face. (To be continued.) )