Early in the morning, Fang Hua said goodbye to his old mother and walked out of the house under the worried eyes of the other party. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a necessary choice, he and his old mother have not eaten for seven days, only drank some water, if they don't go out to pick some food to satisfy their stomachs, maybe after a while, the two of them will starve to death.

This is Yangping City, a cursed region, an isolated space, where there is no hope or even tomorrow, and everyone's faces are full of numbness and despair.

There is no birth here, only death. But a long time ago, there was only birth, not death.

The change began about a few thousand years ago, and Fang Hua was the last group of children born in Yangping City.

For as long as I can remember, the perennial dense fog has shrouded Yangping City. At first, the fog was very faint and people didn't feel anything. Later, the fog became heavier, food became more difficult to gather, and prey became more difficult to obtain.

The population is no longer born, and the inhabitants of Yangping City are constantly dying of hunger.

Until the last few hundred years, this fog has pressed outside Yangping City, and the last bit of population in the city is slowly dying out.

If death alone was just relief, but Fang Hua knew that all those who starved to death, whether they were buried, burned, or even eaten cruelly, would be reborn in the dense fog in another way.

Several meters tall, covered with only thin skin, with a perennial glow of hunger in their eyes, they wander through the thick fog, searching for all living creatures. They are called hungry ghosts by the people of Yangping City.

The thick fog that fills this space is a paradise for hungry ghosts, and there is not a single living animal outside. There are only a few wild fruits, which can be satisfied. Fortunately, Yangping City has a special physique, and if you eat a little thing, you can last for a long time, otherwise everyone would have died a long time ago, but despite this, the wild fruits have become fewer and fewer, and the wild fruits in the vicinity have almost been collected.

For a little bit of food, everyone has to risk their lives to go deep into the fog, and almost everyone will eventually die in search of food.

Fortunately, Fang Hua's ability is good, his archery skills are the top existence in Yangping City, relying on a bow and arrow behind him, he will go deep into the dense fog to collect some fruits every month, and this kind of life has also lasted for hundreds of years.

Sight is not very good in dense fog, so it is very important to maintain a good sense of hearing. Fang Hua pulled a piece of cloth, covered his mouth and nose, and kept his bow and arrow in his hand, gently looking for something to eat in the mist.

Today, I was lucky enough to have picked four tree fruits, which usually grow on low trees, are as big as fists, and are full of energy. Because of these foods, Fang Hua even had a rare smile on his face.

Yangping City was in front of him, Fang Hua slowed down even more lightly, and there was almost no sound between his actions. He knew that he couldn't let his guard down, because there were some hungry ghosts who might surround Yangping City and wait outside the city. Strangely, these hungry ghosts could not enter Yangping City, and even if the city gates were wide open, they would always have to forage outside the city. Leave the last bit of hope for the residents of the city.

When he was about to walk to Yangping City, Fang Hua suddenly heard a sound of footsteps coming from a distance. "Did you meet a hungry ghost? I couldn't hold back anymore and ran away in a hurry?"

For a moment, Fang Hua hesitated whether to go over and save people. But the only remaining population in the city no longer has trust to speak of, and saving people is often harmful.

"You can go and see if the other party has picked any food. This thought suddenly flashed through Fang Hua's mind, so he tiptoed closer to where the voice came from. The sight in the dense fog was too poor, and Fang Hua almost walked to the side of the source of the sound.

The source of this sound was none other than Fang Haoze and a few hungry ghosts. When the Shenge Jade Plate reminded himself that his divine power could not be used for the time being, he decisively pounced and dodged the attacks of several hungry ghosts in front of him with the posture of rolling on a donkey.

Dodging a few steps away, Fang Haoze communicated with the Divine Jade Plate and took out a sword from it, this is the cold ice sword that he practiced in the previous world together with the Dao Zhong Holy Book, and it has only been used a few times so far.

When this cold ice sword was held in his hand, the surrounding air immediately reacted, and under the influence of the cold air on the sword, this mist suddenly condensed deeper. Fang Haoze's face remained unchanged, he took the initiative to attack, and put out a straight stabbing move, his right hand was handed forward, and his left hand was raised, and suddenly a cold ice aura erupted from this sword.

In Fang Haoze's eyes, the monster closest to him was defenseless, and was suddenly frozen by this cold air, and his movements were a little slower. The monster struggled forward, but was soon outnumbered by its kind behind it, and let out an unwilling scream.

Solving a monster, Fang Haoze also tested the power of this monster, it was actually a third-order body, and it was difficult to solve it with one move when he didn't use his divine power.

Thinking of this, Fang Haoze immediately changed his attack method. He sent the ice sword in his hand back to his back, and with a little foot, the man jumped lightly. When he jumped into the air, Fang Haoze turned the cold ice sword out from behind his back with lightning speed, drew a semicircle, and carried a huge momentum to reach the sword in front of him.

Although the person could not relay in mid-air, this height was the result of Fang Haoze's careful calculation. Sure enough, when the ice sword slashed in front of him, the front half of the sword happened to pass through the throat of a monster. After the sword passed, the monster's neck was cut, and there was not even blood spurting out of the wound, and it immediately condensed into ice.

With a "bang", the monster a few meters high fell to the ground, because its throat was cut and its vocal cords were broken, and it could only scratch silently on the ground, which was very terrifying.

Stimulated by this scene, the three monsters on the scene aroused their ferocity and rushed towards Fang Haoze even more viciously. The high-pitched roar even caused the fog to vibrate, and unfortunately, there were monsters in the distance that responded to the roar, and it came one after another.

"There has to be a quick fix. Fang Haoze's eyes were cold, he mobilized the energy of his body, and the moment he landed, he jumped up again. At this time, the remaining three monsters had faintly surrounded him, because he did not jump into the air, but stood on top of a monster at a clever angle.

This monster was about to catch Fang Haoze on the top of his head angrily, but how could the other party let him do what he wanted, and with a strong step on his feet, his body stood upside down and took off, stabbing the cold ice sword from top to bottom on the top of this monster's head, and the head was broken in an instant. A mixture of red and white spilled out, disgusting.

But Fang Haoze's body was light, and he was not contaminated with dirt at all, and he fell to the ground lightly. A monster spotted him, and a swoop pressed his body towards Fang Haoze, Fang Haoze was about to dodge, and coldly slapped a big hand from the direction where he jumped up.

"These two monsters actually know how to cooperate!" Fang Haoze secretly screamed in his heart, only feeling goosebumps on his body, and a pressure came from the side of his body. The monster's big hand was about to slap its own body.