Yanhua couldn't manage so much, and the door that appeared in front of him at this time was like a lifesaver for the little monk. He couldn't care so much anymore, trying to break the line between void and reality, to touch the door.

Yanhua felt as if something was broken, and without having time to think about it, he jumped into the door with the plastic bombs around him. The moment he entered the door, Yanhua felt that something was wrong, there was no change in the surrounding environment, Yanhua keenly noticed the problem, everything in the building seemed to be still.

He seemed to be stuck in time and space, Yanhua didn't dare to think about it anymore, he came to the second floor with a thought. The four people here are motionless.

Zhang Qilu and Qin Dao were grappling with a man.

The old man sitting on the sofa was holding something that looked like a remote control in his hand, and his expression was a little crazy. Yanhua walked in and took a look, and broke out in a cold sweat, the old man's thumb had already pressed on the button of the remote control. Yanhua reached out to take the remote control in the old man's hand, but this remote control seemed to grow in the old man's hand, and the little monk used all his strength, but it didn't move at all.

Soon Yanhua noticed that he couldn't move anything at this time. Yanhua was really panicked at this time, he came to Zhang Qilu to wake him up, if someone in this world knew what was going on now, that person must be Zhang Qilu.

Zhang Qilu's current appearance seems to be a little miserable, there are more than a dozen wounds all over his body, and his left ear has also been cut open, and the flesh and blood are blurred. Yanhua shook Zhang Qilu desperately, let alone waking up, Zhang Qilu was like a mountain at the moment, and he couldn't shake half a point at all.

For the first time in his life, the little monk felt hopeless and confused. He was completely at a loss, and by the time he came to his senses, he was back at the bomb.

Yanhua simply didn't think about anything, he sat on the bomb, and it didn't take long for him to settle down, I don't know how long it took for Yanhua to feel a gust of sea breeze blowing over his bald head.

Yanhua shuddered for a while, slowly opened his eyes, and it was pitch black all around, and Yanhua found that it was already night. He immediately looked down and saw that the pile of bombs was safe and sound, and Yanhua let out a big sigh.

But Yanhua immediately noticed that something was wrong, he was no longer in the building at this time, the place where he was sitting was outdoors, there was a dead silence all around, and he was in the ruins of a building. The little monk got up and carefully surveyed his surroundings.

There is something strange about this place, not to mention people, not even a living thing. Everywhere you look, there are rubbles and rubble. Yanhua looked around cautiously, and the next moment he was stunned, he actually knew this place.

By the sea, although half of the building collapsed, the other one that did not collapse was the previous Bay City, which had not yet opened.

What the hell is going on, there are thousands of things, and the little monk is completely bored for a while. The little monk wanted to get out of here, but he didn't want to drop the plastic bombs.

While he was still struggling, a crisp gunshot rang out not far away. At this time, the gunfire in Yanhua really sounded like a fairy sound, which means that this is not a dead place, but also a human being.

Yanhua came to a hill-like ruin and looked at the place where the gunshots rang out. Yan Hua saw the gruesome scene, there were thousands of corpses in a clearing below, and soon Yan Hua overturned his previous conclusion, where there were at least hundreds of thousands of dead people.

There were some other living people wandering among the dead, and from time to time those people used their weapons to stab at the people who were not dead on the ground, and then rummaged for something on the dead people, a chill rose from Yanhua's back, and he seemed to know what was going on below.

Those people seem to be cleaning up the battlefield, and not so long ago, there should have been a large-scale cold weapon war here. This conclusion made Yanhua even more confused.

Yanhua decided to go down and find out, he looked at a corpse under the rubble, and as soon as his thoughts moved, he came to the corpse. It was the corpse of a woman, dressed in a somewhat worn camouflage uniform, whose head appeared to have been pierced by some sharp weapon. But Yanhua can still tell that this woman is not from Huaxia. With dark brown hair, a towering nose, and a plump and muscular figure, this woman was supposed to be a Europa.

Yanhua's gaze left the woman's face, and was quickly attracted by the armband on the woman's arm, and Yanhua tore off the armband to examine it carefully.

"2028 Doomsday Army."

In an instant, Yanhua's head seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, and he completely lost the ability to think, what is 2028, and what does the Doomsday Army mean.

With a strong sense of vertigo, Yanhua tried to figure out what was going on. 2028, is it 2028, is it the future after passing through that iron gate? How is this possible, why did I come to this year, why did a good city become like this, why did people fight each other, and what was the end of the army.

Yanhua knows that it is impossible to get answers to these things.

Yan Hua seemed to be squatting there blankly, but he had already noticed that there were countless figures rapidly approaching him, these people were swift and light, and they were obviously masters.

Yanhua stood up and looked around, he was surrounded by hundreds of end-world soldiers in camouflage uniforms at the moment.

Yanhua smiled bitterly in his heart, what is this. That damn Zhang Qilu, why should you let yourself deal with these bombs?

Bombs, for bombs, Yanhua didn't think about running, and at any time, he didn't like to see foreigners rampant in the land of China.

In the dark night, Yanhua's singing was heard.

"In memory, walk with an isolated smile... In your eyes, the verdant that has walked by... There have been times in your heart and I have lost control... Suddenly one day I found that you and I were in the sea of people with others... Roar roar and go, let's go... Another thunderclap fell on my dreams. ”

In the midst of this unpleasant song, a huge explosion pierced the sky, and the sky-high fire lit up half of the city. At this time, the little monk had already left there.

The next moment, the little monk appeared on a small island, and the little monk stood on the beach and looked up at the mountainside. The familiar island has completely changed. The platform on the mountainside is gone. That location was now a steep mountain wall, and if Yanhua hadn't been here, he would have been deceived by the illusion in front of him.

The mountainside had been converted into a steel fortress, surrounded by many small holes, each with a machine gun in front of it, and Yan Hua walked cautiously forward, and there was a row of doors in the depths of the mountainside. Yanhua pushed open the door in the middle.

The decoration style of the room made Yanhua feel a little familiar, clean, tidy, and heavy, just when Yanhua looked around, one wall of the room suddenly lit up, and the whole wall that seemed to be natural turned out to be a huge TV.

This reminded Yanhua of Qin Dao.

A man's upper body suddenly appeared on the screen. The man was mature, handsome, and resolute, and the person on TV said with some excitement

"Little monk, is that you?" Without waiting for Yanhua to answer, the man on the TV continued, "You know what? We've been looking for you for thirty years. ”

The second article of Xiangjiang is the beginning and end

Some people died, but not completely......