The word "cannibalism" is staged everywhere in life, but their eating is different, and this group of survivors struggling in the last days is purer than anyone else.

"Let's go together! Kill him! ”

A family of thirteen pounced on Yan Yunting at the same time, and his hideous and crazy appearance was not bad at all.

The biggest difference between humans and animals is that they have human nature, and once they lose their humanity, they are even inferior to animals.

People who have lost their humanity do not deserve pity at all.

Yan Yunting showed no mercy to his subordinates, and slaughtered all sides with a sword, cutting off the heads of twelve people, leaving only the woman named "Zhou Mei" who had been saved earlier.

Zhou Mei sat on the ground with her buttocks, so frightened that she begged for mercy: "Don't ...... Don't kill me......"

The sword is dripping blood.

Yan Yunting said coldly: "Give me a reason not to kill you." ”

Zhou Mei hesitated for a moment, opened her robe, without any modification, without any cover, her graceful body was exposed, she pretended to be charming, knelt at Yan Yunting's feet, and stretched out her hand to take off Yan Yunting's pants: "I can serve——"

"Huh!"

Yan Yunting made an instant decision and cut off Zhou Mei's head with a sword.

Suddenly, his heart was full of disgust, and there was an indescribable regret, he had walked the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and today was the first time he killed a woman.

The woman used cowardice in the forest to attract prey, and now she uses her body to please her prey, and if she is allowed to live, she will definitely die.

"Alas......"

Who wants to lose their humanity if it's not for survival?

Yan Yunting sighed lightly, and as soon as he walked out of the door, a shovel smashed head-on, his brows tightened, he quickly flashed sideways, and the next moment he raised his gall and pressed it against the young man's throat.

The young man did not dare to move again.

"I can not kill you, but there is one condition...... You like digging pits so much, so please help them sink into the ground, okay? Yan Yunting asked in a commanding tone.

The young man nodded cautiously.

Yan Yunting put away his sword and walked down the eaves, and when he came to the courtyard, he planned to take away the snow and continue on the road.

"Knock knock knock ......" There was a sudden sound in an earthen house.

Yan Yunting couldn't bear to be curious and came to the front of the earthen house, and with a sword, he split the shackles on it, and gently pushed open the wooden door - the night light penetrated through the door, and a poisonous person with hands and feet handcuffed by iron chains, they had their teeth pulled out, their jaws broken, their hands and claws cut off, and they were dropped on the girders like dogs, there were as many as seventeen or eighteen.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Yunting couldn't help but think again, in the last days, is the most terrible person a poisonous person, or a "person" who has lost his personality?

"Huh!"

Yan Yunting cut off the head of the poisoned man in the house with a sword, led the snow and walked outside the village, and when he walked to the corpse that had been dried by the stake, a fear from the bottom of his heart spontaneously arose-ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz

The dilapidated mud houses, the burial mounds outside the walls, and the ugly men standing at the doors...... Everything in this heaven and earth made him creepy!

He hurriedly rode on the snow and fled the terrifying village at a rapid pace.

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Eight hundred miles of clouds and moons, thousands of miles of wind, frost, ice and snow.

In this way, Yan Yunting walked in the ice and snow alone, and to this day, he can somewhat understand the meaning of the word "asceticism" in Wujie's mouth.

People are born with two feet, just to walk, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step.

Away from the hustle and bustle, accompanied by the wind and snow, Yan Yunting's heart suddenly stopped, and it seemed that even the demonic thoughts that had been bothering him retreated.

Speaking of the unprecepted...... Yan Yunting slowly raised his head, turned over the low mountain in front of him, and crossed from Jingzhou to Jizhou.

Wujie, Bai Rong, Su Lian, how are they doing at Kukai Temple?

Jizhou is colder than Jingzhou, even the snow is like powder and sand and independent, the cold wind is like a knife, rolling up the snow and dust, blowing on the face to cut the flesh pain, breathing in the mouth choking lungs.

Yan Yunting had a deep premonition that the answer he wanted was in Jizhou.

"Huangfeng Gang" is the name of this hill.

The low mountain is not high, but more than 30 zhang, the foothills are very wide, although it is a cold winter season, the vegetation is still lush.

For a long time, the mountain road has been overgrown with weeds, and the forest covered by heavy snow is like a labyrinth, with no extra colors to make road signs, and it is silent and boundless.

As soon as Yan Yunting came to the edge of the forest, a frozen headless poisonous corpse appeared in front of the horse's hooves, he dismounted and examined the corpse, the severed head was very flat, it should have been cut by a sword, and judging from the degree of its decay, the time of death would not exceed ten days.

In this hill, it is likely that there are survivors.

No matter how cruel the end times are, there will always be lucky, smart, and unwilling people who will struggle to survive, they are different from the people who are blessed in the closed world, they know more about the rules of survival in the end times, and they can abandon civilization and even human nature in order to survive.

No matter how long the end times last, the devastation of the world is a fact, and even if the army recovers all the cities, it will be difficult to rebuild civilization.

Yan Yunting resolutely walked into the forest, he wanted to feel for himself how ordinary people survived in the last days.

About ten zhang deeper, another headless poisonous corpse appeared, exactly the same as the first found poisonous corpse, with neat incisions and a severed head...... It seems that among this group of survivors, there are still some practitioners.

Yan Yunting didn't want to be treated as a prey anymore, so he slowed down, vigilant of the wind and grass around him.

The deeper you go into the woods, the thicker the snow and dead leaves become, and the horse's feet are barely halfway through. There was a sudden crisp sound behind him, and Yan Yunting turned around suddenly, only to find that it was the snow that had crushed the branches.

In such an eerie and silent wood, any kind of sound can be terrifying.

Yan Yunting rode the horse and continued to go deeper, but who expected that the horse's hooves had just taken a step - "Whoosh! As if stepping on some trap, a bent tree trunk stood up violently, and a hemp rope straightened out of the snow.

Between the lightning and flint, the snow was covered by a rope in the front hooves, Yan Yunting hurriedly jumped off the horse, but unexpectedly, he had just landed, and a trap was stepped on under his feet, and before he could react, the person had been hung upside down in the air.

"Jingle bell......" The small bell tied to the end of the rope rang out in bursts.

Yan Yunting didn't struggle much, since the person who set the trap had installed the bell, he would surely hear the movement and find him soon.

With a wave of his sleeves, he took away the snow and hung in the air and waited.

Sure enough, within half an hour, there was a sound of eager footsteps from the depths of the "......" forest, and it seemed that there was more than one person.

Soon, three survivors wrapped in animal skins came out of the grass, one holding a machete, one holding a scimitar, and one holding a long sword.

"How can you be a living person? I thought I had caught a dog male! The sword-wielding survivor looked disillusioned, she was wrapped in a white fox fur on her head, and a thick scarf covered most of her face, and no one would have thought of her as a woman if it weren't for her female voice.

"It's good that he's not a poisoner, so put him down." The muscular man with the machete in hand prepared to cut the rope.

Holding a scimitar, the man of medium stature grabbed the former: "Wait, although he is a living person, it is not clear whether he is good or bad, and he can't be put down so easily." ”

"Zhou Cang is right, where do ordinary people dare to go into the deep forest alone? You see he has a sword on his back! The sword-wielding woman responded, walked under Yan Yunting, raised her head and asked:

"Hey, who are you? Why did you come to the forest? ”

She has a pair of very big and bright apricot blossom eyes, just like this, she looks at Yan Yunting directly, and she seems to say: Don't lie, I'm staring at you!

"Me? Of course I'm a man, I fled from Jingzhou and accidentally strayed into the forest......"

Yan Yunting winked at the woman, told the truth about everything, and finally took the initiative to introduce himself: "My surname is Mei, and my name is Mei Mingzhi." ”

"Mei Mingzhi, huh...... What an interesting name," the woman chuckled, and said to the two companions behind her, "I see that this guy is quite honest, and there is nothing to worry about when I put him down and confiscate his weapon." ”

The stout man nodded, brandished his machete, and slashed out an air blade that cut the rope. Yan Yunting fell into the snowdrift on his back, "Bah, bah......" He spat out a few mouthfuls of snow, and when he raised his head, the sword was already on top of his head.

"Don't move, cooperate well, otherwise I won't kill you much."

The man of medium stature and the sturdy man restrained Yan Yunting, and the woman took off the gall on his back, "Oh, what a heavy sword, I'm afraid there are fifty or sixty pounds!" ”

She was about to draw her sword out of its sheath, but Yan Yunting hurriedly shouted: "Girl, wait, my saber has been unloaded, and if you desecrate it for no reason, it may be a little unethical, right?" ”

"Oh?" The woman stopped her hand and smiled: "So, you are also a person from the rivers and lakes?" Is there a sect? ”

Yan Yunting said with a smile: "It's just a prodigal son, he will do a few three-legged cat kung fu, otherwise he won't live to this day, right?" ”

"You're right, people who don't have the ability can't survive in the last days." The woman exchanged glances with the two men, nodded their heads, and asked:

"People who have the ability should hug each other for warmth, I think you are also a hero, are you interested in joining our team?"

Yan Yunting was pleased: "I can't ask for it!" ”

"But your origin is unknown, and you will have to observe for a few days, so I have to keep this giant sword of yours for the time being." The woman said again.

"No problem," Yan Yunting got up from the snow, patted the snow on his body, and asked with a smile, "I don't know how many Gao surnames there are?" ”

"My name is Du Weiwei." The woman reports her name first.

"My name is Xie Hong." Said the stout man with a machete.

"Zhou Cang." Said a medium-sized man armed with a scimitar.

"It's getting dark, come back to camp with us."

Xie Hong led the way in front, Yan Yunting followed in the middle, Du Weiwei and Zhou Cang followed vigilantly, and the group of four walked towards the depths of the woods.

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