The yellow earth, the dry earth has replaced the once fertile land, the buildings are covered with mud, the dead trees, the yellowed rivers, the wild grass, everything seems to be desolate in the apocalyptic age.

The shouting of killing in the distance continues, and the war is not over......

The boy carried a girl on his back and limped along the desolate wilderness, although he was embarrassed, the boy's eyes were still full of agility, and he did not give up the journey at all.

The two of them were covered in bruises, and they looked like they had been through countless battles.

"There's a river ahead," the boy said, turning his head slightly to the girl, and then stopped, still keeping his head slightly tilted, as if waiting for the girl's order.

"Crossing the river... Not to rest... The girl behind her seemed to be very weak, and she couldn't even say a word.

The boy listened to the girl's weak voice, and frowned imperceptibly, "Everything will be fine......"

The girl's hand on the boy's body used a slight force, and a crystal tear rolled out of the girl's eyes, slid over her cheeks, slid over her arms, slid over the boy's clothes, and slid down to the land that had not been moistened by the rain for a long time, and was quickly absorbed by the land.

The boy carried the girl on his back and walked towards the river step by step, his steps firm.

The wind blew through the desolate wilderness, blowing gusts of yellow sand and rolling up patches of leaves, and the wilderness slowly became blurred. The earth shook like an earthquake.

The young man's originally determined eyes gradually became sharp, but his feet did not stop, but increased his speed, and then directly turned into a sprint, making it difficult to imagine that the boy with scars on his body could burst out with such speed.

The ground behind the boy shook more and more, and slowly, the ground cracked a crack, and it was pitch black under the crack, and a cloud of black slime-like strange creatures shuttled underneath, making a scalp-tingling sound.

At this time, the boy had already run to the river, slowly lowered the girl to the ground, took off his coat to cover the girl, and the girl slowly opened her eyes and looked at the boy.

"Here they go again. The girl hid her pale face in her clothes, revealing only a pair of faded eyes, and her voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

"Yes," the boy pulled out the sword at his waist and touched the girl's pale face with his hand, his eyes showing a hint of distress and sadness, "It's annoying, but it will soon pass." ”

At the crack between the earth, clumps of black-purple liquid gushed out from the ground, fell to the ground and converged in one, like black mercury, and finally formed the shape of a person, surging towards the two of them. A "grunt, grunt" sound is made in a place similar to the head.

The boy held the sword in front of him, and the faint yellow light on the dark blue blade looked a little bleak. He took one last look at the girl behind him, turned his head, and rushed towards the sea of black creatures.

"Protect yourself," was the last voice the boy heard, and then he was drowned out by the overwhelming grunt......

"I will, because, I still have to protect you......"

......

"Ding" the two weapons staggered.

Yan Bei held a spear in his right hand, standing in the sky full of leaves, a layer of black aura could be faintly seen on the surface of his body, and a figure passed by him, and the leaves rose with the air current, hovering in the sky.

Yan Bei was embarrassed, his clothes were torn to reveal his strong muscles, but he avoided the fatal parts, and a shadow in the sky shuttled back and forth between the branches, bringing more leaves flying down.

"I still can't help but want to ask," the figure looked at Yan Bei with a sneer, "There is something in your body, very quiet, but very powerful, what is it?"

Yan Bei stood in the whirlpool of leaves, his face was calm, and he was not moved at all, the opponent was very strong, which required more patience. "I just don't know what happened to that guy Mo Yu. ”

The man finally fell to the ground, light and elegant, like an immortal who was not stained by the world, with a snow-white wing on his right shoulder behind him, and a sword in his hand, the body of the sword was transparent, there was no gauntlet, as if it was a glass stick, but the leaves that fell on it and turned in half made people have to accept it - this is a sword, a very sharp sword.

"Hmph, if you can, I really want to see your hole cards," the man was not in a hurry, playing with the crystal sword in his hand, "I wonder if the city lord can appreciate his face?"

The man suddenly rushed towards Yan Bei, the sword in his hand emitted a brilliant brilliance, drawing a brilliant path of light in the air, Yan Bei stared at the man's pace tightly, lightly turned to the right, and took a step back to the left, it seemed to be a small step but it was just not within the range of the person's attack, but the air wave brought by the crystal sword still drew a not deep or shallow scar on Yan Bei's chest again.

"You gave me enough time, in return, since you want to see it," Yan Bei looked at the scars on his body, "I'll show you......"

"But whether you can see it or not depends on your ability......"

The man smiled coldly again and swooped down, this time Yan Bei did not dodge again, but shook the spear in his hand, slowly, the black mist on the spear began to quickly become heavier, climbed up Yan Bei's arm, and finally swallowed his entire body, and at this time the opponent had already rushed to Yan Bei, Yan Bei turned sideways, let the sword slash on his arm, and then raised the spear in his right hand to stab at the man......

Yan Bei didn't look up, he didn't like such a bloody scene, even though he was already drenched in blood.

The swordsman plunged headlong into the black mist, the soft touch of the tip of the spear and the sound of flesh tearing apart told him that he had stabbed.

Yan Bei's spear pierced the man's body from the mouth of the heart, piercing through the back, but the man's sword only left another wound on Yan Bei's shoulder, and for a moment the man's face showed a confused and incredulous expression, but it was quickly replaced by a painful twist.

The wings behind him shook hard, broke free of the spear, and swept Yan Bei with his sword, but due to the pain, he swung the sword very slowly, and there was no original light on the sword, Yan Bei stepped back, was mixed by the protruding stone on the ground, and fell on his back, and the crystal sword just grazed Yan Bei's nose.

Yan Bei's spear was still stuck in the man's body, he struggled to get up, retreated to a tree, leaned his back against the tree, took out a short sword from his back, and looked at the man vigilantly.

The man slowly drew the black spear from his body, twisting his face with each inch, and finally pulled out a spear that was half covered in blood, and threw it aside, which almost exhausted all his strength, and he shook and fell forward, but immediately supported himself with the crystal sword, and fell to one knee so as not to lie completely on the ground.

"Okay, you wait for me," he looked back at Yan Bei, his eyes shining with a vicious light, "I originally wanted to let you go... But now... You're going to die here."

Yan Bei was half-lying by the tree and looked at him, he now wanted to go up and make up for it and get rid of this nasty guy with wings, but his current life situation did not allow him to do so, he could only watch this guy drag his wings and disappear in front of his eyes.

Yan Bei looked around, there were leaves everywhere, and in the distance, some glowing words were carved on the ground, forming a formation. This cut him off from the outside world, and he didn't know when he fell into the trap, perhaps he had already stepped into the trap when he first entered the woods.

Farther away from him, a shadow shook and slowly moved towards Yanbei......