Feng Yuan''s exploration mission is coming to an end.


    After a week of exploration, Feng Yuan can''t wait to go home.


    Walking in the messy streets, Feng Yuan looked out and saw that the sunset had been suspended in mid air, like gorgeous rouge, attracting countless people to be fascinated by it.


    However, perhaps it is too high, so that the original admirers feel out of reach, so now they wave their arms and look for the real Rouge in their hearts on the ground.


    But Rouge also has a shelf life. After the expiration of the shelf life, there is only the dark smelling all over the ground.


    …………………………


    "Brother yuan, can we go back one day?" he took a bite of the bread in his hand and shot the moving zombie in the head. The man as strong as a brown bear stood side by side with Feng Yuan in the case of spring outing.


    "Well, if we stick to it for another day, we can go home." looking at the broken meat viscera covered with corpses, Feng Yuan also holds a piece of bread in his hand and chews his mouth. He has nothing to do to chat with each other about the reason why he came here. He had been fooling around for a long time at the end of the day. He had already ignored the bloody smell and was used to it. What disgusting and messy no longer existed in his heart.


    At the end of the day, there were only a few places to relieve the pressure and entertainment. Feng Yuan''s mood became irritable after exploring the barren land for a long time. Holding an axe, he plunged into the zombies and killed them.


    Killing zombies is not just a cruel word, just like Feng Yuan''s leg overturned his head and rushed up. With great strength and sharp angle, he kicked it down directly, but he lost his mind and didn''t know the pain. Even if his leg was broken, he didn''t roll all over the ground and cry for his father and mother. To kill them, you can only hit them with one blow, such as "bang!" Feng Yuan ran to it, raised his axe and slashed it obliquely. They will really die when their heads fly up and blood splashes.


    Compared with Feng Yuan, the strong man''s attack has a sense of devastation. His right arm is simply a magic weapon in the novel. It doesn''t need to be so cumbersome. One punch can bombard the zombie to the Jiuyou yellow spring, reaching the point of never exceeding life, and establish an unshakable image of greatness for a time.


    What a picture it is to be besieged by hundreds of zombies. Those who have seen doomsday movies may imagine that they are like raging flood and fierce animals, dark and depressing. It was like a mire, with a huge mouth that smelled like a mire. It sent out "purring" from inside. At the foot, it stepped on messy and twisted corpses and made a "click click" sound. Although the speed was slow, it was enough to make up for this defect when they reached a certain number and attacked with a siege attitude.


    "It''s so much. It''s so dense that people look disgusting."


    Feng Yuan stood where he was and laid his axe across his chest. His cold cheeks did not change at all. Even his eyes were calm and peaceful like calm waves.


    This attitude can only be formed after experiencing how cruel a habit. Perhaps only the parties themselves know.


    Feng Yuan clearly remembers how weak he was when he first saw the fall of the human world at the beginning of the end of the day. His fear was like the most violent heding red, bleeding seven holes at a time. It was like an instant stopped heartbeat, which he would never forget.


    The first time is always the most painful. When people are killed, so is killing. In order to protect himself, when Feng Yuan killed the enemy who robbed his food for the first time, the other party''s eyes showed his madness and nostalgia for life and his hatred and pain for the murderer, which is also one of the indelible memories in Feng Yuan''s heart.


    Then, everything becomes no longer profound. Brothers and confidants who kill each other because of food, forest demons who use others as bait because of desire, people are like zombies, zombies are like people. Driven by such negative desires as greed and killing desire, it is difficult for both sides to distinguish between true and false. Zombies eat people and vomit bones, but people sometimes don''t even vomit bones.


    Since people and corpses are not divided, what is the use of conscience? In addition to the bottom line, Feng Yuan gradually cut off all the useless. Kill to the soft, kill to the heart, kill to the present, treat everything calmly.


    This is called growth and harvest.


    As a leader of the order legion, Feng Yuan has reached the limit of this position, and there are not a few people like him. Those people have experienced the end, and naturally know that if they want to live in this dangerous world, they will either become stronger or ruthless!


    "Not enough! Go on, come on!"


    At this time, the giant man around Feng Yuan turned into a real monster. He saw a gust of wind and residual shadow passing by. The other party had come towards the zombies with a powerful Qi field. His speed was incredible!


    The strong man''s clothes suddenly became windless, and a surge of heroic spirit like a galloping horse escaped from him. The momentum of killing in the blood prison made the original slow speed of the surrounding zombies more dull.


    His arm was his weapon. He waved his violent "sharp blade" and slapped the zombies, stirring up a blood mist all over the sky.


    A large number of zombies were directly cut off at the waist, the upper and lower bodies split with a sound of "Z", blood and body fluid splashed on the ground, and a rotten smell filled the air.


    One day we can return to order and leave this ghost place. At this time, Feng Yuan''s fire axe is invincible under the action of great force, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. With each axe, a zombie will die!


    …………………………


    "Who will save us?"


    Unknowingly, the journey advanced a lot. When Feng Yuan and others walked to a community, a sad cry for help and cry came from a building.


    "What sound?"


    Feng Yuanmeng looked at a certain part of the building and found that it was the top floor asking for help loudly. However, now he was not only single, but also holding a little girl in his arms. From the perspective of Feng Yuan, he looked vaguely like seven or eight years old.


    However, the situation of the other party was very dangerous. He was forced to reach the edge of the roof by the crowded zombies. Although he tried his best to kill, he didn''t intend to give him a chance to see the zombies that became more and more excited. He kept breaking in from the roof door and frantically scratched him.


    "Save people!"


    In addition to collecting the surrounding information, the most important thing for Feng Yuan is to find survivors. After a few days of search, Feng Yuan rarely found any trace of survivors. From the moment he heard the call for help, he rushed forward. After cutting down several zombies blocking the road, he immediately climbed upstairs.