The silent night was shrouded in a confused fog, a cold wind blew, and in the scattered fog, the corpses everywhere were completely exposed to the streets, and Ni Jing's night was even more strange.

A little silent rain dripped on the ground. Soon after, the rain crashed on the ground, and in the night, the corpses that had been lying on the ground stretched out their arms and woke up from hell, and the majestic rain curtain mixed with the evil roar echoed in the streets.

The first rain after the end of the world, the deceased, who no one knows whether they were lucky or unfortunate to wake up from hell, gradually converged somewhere in the streets, as if some great temptation was attracting them.

With a snap, a hideous head suddenly fell from the head of the walking corpse, rolled on the ground a few times, and was exposed to the rain.

"Am I alive?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the darkness, distant and low, like a whisper from hell.

In the pile of walking corpses, a figure slowly stood up. Several walking corpses around him suddenly flew out backwards in all directions, hitting a large number of walking corpses.

The rain was still falling, the evil roar echoing through the night, and the walking corpses had no vision, completely unaffected by the rain, and pounced on the man standing in the middle of the rain.

The cold wind howled in the rain curtain like the wailing of the dead.

With a swipe, a stream of blood splashed in the rain, and no one knew when a short sword appeared in the man's hand. With each stroke, a head flew out under the rain curtain. His voice and shadow remained unmoving, letting the blood against his cheeks, and his confused and indifferent eyes radiated a dangerous glow in the darkness, as if he had lost his soul as a tool of killing. Under the rain, the blood on his arms dripped down his fingers and gathered into a pool of blood on the ground.

"It's really sad, I have been tortured before I was born, and I can't rest in peace after death" Li Xin raised his heavy head, looked at the hideous walking corpse that rushed towards him, and muttered in a low voice. The short sword in his hand gently pushed forward, sending it into the neck of a walking corpse, and with a twist of his wrist, with a poof, his head was actually cut off like this, rolling to the ground, and being trampled into a pile of mud by his crazy crowded kind.

Whine, countless evil howls echoed through the streets.

The blood of flesh is irresistible to all awakened walking corpses, and like moths to a fire, they gather from all directions, shouting and trampling on the corpses of their companions, fighting for the only food they have.

Under the rain curtain, blood splattered.

Li Xin slashed out several sword lights in the air, and the corpse centered on him was distributed in a fan-shaped direction, and the dirty blood water was sprinkled on his body, and then it was washed and dripped by the rain, gathering into a pool of blood under his feet.

Walking corpses are not mutants, they do not feel fear, they do not flinch, they only instinctively urge them to pounce on the living creatures, drown and kill all the enemies in front of them, and transform them into their own companions.

"The situation is a little bad" Li Xin can't remember killing a few walking corpses, countless corpses are piled up under his feet, but the number around him is getting more and more, like an endless stream of ants, if he continues like this, he will be dragged down by countless walking corpses sooner or later.

No one likes these disgusting monsters, and the familiar stench almost took over his sense of smell, making him feel in a trance.

"It's over."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the vision in front of him was blurred, Li Xin didn't want to be entangled with the walking corpse, so he jumped up, stepped on the head of a corpse with his right foot down, turned around and landed on the ground at the mouth of the periphery, and quickly squeezed out of the shop to get rid of the pursuit of the walking corpse. He broke into a shop, shoved in the dark, toppled the shelves and squeezed up the stairs, which was already flooded with countless corpses.

Li Xin kicked open the wooden door blocking the front and hurriedly squeezed into the third floor.

There is no escape

His gaze fell on the window in front of him, and he lifted the glass window behind the wobbly wooden door and slammed it, tearing down the iron window and extending the door to the opposite window, which became a bridge connecting the two buildings.

A large number of walking corpses have crowded up from downstairs, and soon, they will quickly fill the entire room, Li Xin did not have time to hesitate, bent down and leaned out of the window, straddled the two buildings and successfully climbed into the window.

As expected, the room was filled with walking corpses. They still seemed to be able to sense Li Xin's position, and rushed to the window, and even a few walking corpses tried to step through the wooden door and chase the food, but unfortunately he was just a monster of the walking dead after all. With a pop, the walking corpses that had tried to squeeze through the door fell from the windows on the third floor and fell into a pile of mud, and the blood spread in the rain, which was very weird.

I don't know if it's stubbornness or instinct, countless walking corpses have embarked on this road of no return, and the crackling corpses are piled up and broken downstairs, and the crackling sound of falling from the building is like a mockery of the walking corpse. With a pop, another walking corpse fell into the pile of corpses and bounced against the wall next to it, its head slamming into the wall, gray brains splattering everywhere, and the alley filled the alley with a disgusting smell of rotting corpses.

"It's just a bunch of walking dead monsters after all." The heavy corpses piled up in Li Xin's alley muttered to himself. He reached out and pressed against the rickety wooden door, and gently pushed it forward, and with a snap, the wooden door fell into the alley, and the walking corpse that had been trying to crawl fell on the street, swaying and broken corpses.

Boom, all the walking corpses who tried to cross the wooden door and stick out their fangs towards Li Xin fell from the tall building, and the rest could only dance their teeth and claws across an alley, watching Li Xin disappear into the sight of the window.

Li Xin was lucky to find suitable clothes in the wardrobe of the original owner, took off his clothes and smeared a thick layer of shower gel, let the rain wash away, and carried it in the pile of corpses for several days, and his body was already stained with rancid and dead gas. No one likes the disgusting rancid stench of their body, and neither does he.

Li Xin squinted his eyes and stood in the heavy rain, letting the rain wash his skin and drip down the shimmering metallic scales on his arms. A few months ago, he would never have done such a seemingly stupid thing, but now it is different, and it is not easy to take a shower in the absence of water.

"Is it safe?"

In a trance, Li Xin realized that he had successfully survived. So far, he has not figured out the previous situation, and he has successfully survived the hunt of the cat people.

Yes, vitality down

How did he come down, Li Xin has completely lost his impression, but he knows the reason, the disgusting rancid stench in his mouth is the best proof, he has lost control, turned into a bloodthirsty monster, and succeeded and successfully killed the cat man, is that the honest self?

Li Xin will never admit that the state that is completely out of control will be himself, and he will never admit it. Looking up into the void, the roar of the walking corpses faded away, and the streets were dead silent, except for the sound of rain dripping in my ears.

After some washing, Li Xin dragged his heavy body, entered the room and dressed himself, threw his body on the sand at will, and fell into a deep sleep quietly.

Time is quietly slipping away, the sleeping man on the sand is about to wake up, the rain is still falling, and there is no intention of stopping.

In the midst of the rain, the cold, wicked roar of the walking corpse could be faintly heard.

Li Xin's hands and feet were cold, and he stood up from the sand numbly, walked through the gloomy hall, the corridor, and looked down at the street below, and he saw that under the hazy rain curtain, the scarlet eyes flashed with cold light in the darkness.

The Walking Dead, countless Walking Corpses, completely took over the streets all day, and the low roar of evil seemed to swear their occupation of the land.

The rain gradually subsided, and soon stopped, and the intermittent rain dripped down the balcony and picked up a splash at the feet of the ground

The broken walking corpses in the streets, looking up at the gradually brightening void to the east, let out a low whimper, the sun dragging through the heavy dark clouds, dispelling the darkness and shrouding the ruins of dawn again. A large number of walking corpses were dumped on the ground in the sunlight, as if the scythe of death swept through the void and turned into a veritable corpse.

The darkness has departed, and the dawn is approaching

The soft sunlight shone on his body, but it didn't give him a hint of security or warmth.

Li Xin knew very well that the end of darkness and the coming of dawn were just the beginning of another battle, and all people were like falling into a killing that would stop forever, with no end but death.

Killing can only create countless nightmares

When, he was tired of killing, nostalgic for his former hectic life was no longer there. Calm, peaceful, and sometimes tiresome, but that's really what a person should live in.

"Perhaps, I should go back." Li Xin looked at the sunlit street in the distance and muttered to himself.

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