Jiang Chenchuan walked quietly, vigilantly observing the surrounding environment, and when he went deeper and deeper into Ronalk City, the closer he got to the exit, the more he could feel the monster aura away.

As they kept going up, a light came from above, and they came to an uninhabited platform as the guide had been directed.

And as far as the eye can see, it is that familiar and unfamiliar city.

"I'll have to send you here."

For guides, this is the farthest distance they can reach, and it is also the safest distance.

"There's no activity of the infected in this area, you can enter the main street from that path, the King's Temple is in that direction, but it should have been overrun by monsters."

The woman showed them the way, and she looked into the distance with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"However, you have to be careful, even if they are infected, they still have human consciousness, so ......"

"The king is still the king?"

Jiang Chenchuan guessed, and the woman nodded, confirming his conjecture.

"So, they actually killed their own people......"

Portochar was a little angry.

"No way, the infected and the infected are opposites, we once sent people to the temple to talk, but they didn't spare those normal people, but tied them to the cross to show us how a normal human can become a monster that looks like a ghost."

The woman lowered her head, her eyes full of sadness.

"Portochal, nobles, they ...... It's changed, it's become inhuman, but don't worry, the lives of the infected are very short, and a large part of the infected in the city have died of natural causes, so we just need to wait patiently, and when they are all dead, we can take back Ronalk City, which belongs to us! ”

When she said this, there was light in the woman's eyes, and she firmly believed that Ronalque City still had a bright future.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chenchuan opened his mouth and asked:

"I would venture to ask, do you know how many uninfected survivors there are in the entire city of Ronalque?"

"I don't know, but I know that there are more than a dozen gathering points in the city, large and small, and there are more or less some people."

Women only know so much, and the next road can only rely on Jiang Chenchuan to walk by himself.

The woman wanted Potochar to go back to the meeting point with her, but Potochar mercilessly refused.

"I want to find them."

Portochal muttered quietly.

"But they may ...... Already infected......"

The woman was a little anxious, but she knew that the child Potochar was stubborn, and it was his own decision to leave the gathering point at the beginning, and now he came back from outside the city.

Looking at Portochal, who couldn't be persuaded no matter what, the woman had to sigh helplessly:

"Yourself...... Be careful. ”

At the end of the conversation, the woman was about to leave, and the duty of the guide had been done enough, she didn't even ask Jiang Chenchuan about their purpose, but when she turned back, she left a compassionate look.

As the warm sun slowly drifted out of the dark clouds, the breeze caressed their cheeks, and the platform beneath their feet was perhaps the only safe place for them to stay.

"Early winter."

"I'm here."

Early Winter, who had been silent, looked at the situation in the city, frowned slightly, looked at the empty streets, and seemed to feel the unusual liveliness.

"As soon as we go, we may encounter monsters."

Squat down in early winter and try not to reveal your whereabouts.

"You've been a member of the Witch Sect for so long, what do you think about that curse-carrying relic?"

There seemed to be some unusual noises below, and in order to avoid being discovered by the monster, Jiang Chenchuan also squatted down together and whispered.

"I don't know, it's just that we can go to the former witch sect to have a look first."

Chu Dong said so, turning his head and glancing at the recycling box in Jiang Chenchuan's hand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let's go."

Jiang Chenchuan was about to act, when he heard Portochar behind him suddenly speak:

"I came back to look for my relatives, so I won't go with you."

"Okay, be careful."

Jiang Chenchuan didn't say much, poked his head out and observed for a while, and confirmed that there were no monsters passing by in the audience, so he propped up one hand on the ground and jumped down directly.

In early winter, he followed Jiang Chenchuan to act.

Soon the figures of the two of them disappeared above the platform, and Portochar watched them turn the corner, lowered his eyes, and waited for a moment before jumping from the side.

Ronalk is as calm as ever, nothing seems to have changed, and it seems that something has changed.

Jiang Chenchuan's action was not smooth, not long after they walked out, they were about to bump into a few monsters crawling on the street, there was always a rotten smell in the air in the city, in order to attract attention, he and Chu Dong hid directly inside the house from the window.

He leaned his back against the wall, and heard the grinding sound from the movement outside, and his vision peeked through the gap, even though he retained the ability to communicate verbally, it seemed that it was difficult to hear them communicate between monsters.

Hearing some movement in the room, Jiang Chenchuan turned his head and saw Chu Dong picking up the kerosene lantern on the table.

There were still some rotten and stiff meals on the table, and it was obvious that the owner of the house had left in such a hurry as he fled that he had not even had time to lock the door.

"Gone?"

Chu Dong turned her head and saw Jiang Chenchuan staring at her, a trace of discomfort flashed on her face, and she quickly disappeared, she pointed outside, signaling Jiang Chenchuan to pay attention to the monster's movements.

"Far away."

Jiang Chenchuan was only a little strange, and waited until the movement outside the house completely disappeared before carefully opening the door.

When he confirmed that he couldn't see the monster, he was ready to call Hatsu to leave together.

"Wait, Ewell, there's something here."

I don't know when I opened a wardrobe in the early winter.,I'm rummaging through something.,Looks very serious.。

"What?"

For the sake of insurance, Jiang Chenchuan still closed the door again, and then turned around to see the situation in early winter.

"It's already badly damaged."

Early Winter muttered with her back to him.

"What?"

Jiang Chenchuan didn't hear clearly, so he approached the early winter and asked again.

Once again, the sun was covered in dark clouds, and a gray and gloomy atmosphere reigned over the entire city of Ronalque.

Portochal was in the streets, and the road he had chosen was empty, nothing, unexpectedly calm.

He seemed to hear a noise and turned his head to look for it, but found nothing.

There was blood staining the clothes red, and the long-lost stinging pain came, Jiang Chenchuan lowered his head in surprise, looking at the dagger that had not entered his body, and the exposed half of the wrist in the early winter was such a conspicuous ring-shaped metal.

"Finally, let me wait for this opportunity, Ewell."