Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 493 What a pity

This is the third time that the primary succession has traversed the entire Eurasian continent, so it is quite familiar with the road, and there are not many detours.Before arriving in Huaguo, he mainly relied on him to lead the way. After Yang Lie was in charge of Huangshan, he helped him find Zixia.With the power of the holy sword on the newborn succession, ordinary small-scale zombies dare not approach at all, and the road is relatively peaceful.

For the entire week, Yang Lie didn't sleep much.At night, he would stand alone in front of the bonfire and wait for Chen Feng's arrival.It was like waiting for an old friend who would see you forever, with some kind of expectation.Even if Chen Feng didn't come, he would sit alone like this until dawn.

From Kazakhstan to Uzbekistan, and then through Tajikistan, a variety of architectural styles are presented in front of the three, just like walking into an architectural museum.Central Asia is one of the regions with the most diverse ethnic groups in the world. Before the doomsday, almost 70.00% of the world's ethnic groups lived here.

Unlike the civilized and modern America, there are few high-rise buildings here, and many historical relics from the Middle Ages are still preserved.

Next to the mosque with Christian culture as the main body, there may be an Orthodox church standing abruptly. People from all walks of life yearn for each other, but they live in peace.After the Crusades, this phenomenon was very common in Central Asia. With the precipitation of history, it drifted into the red dusk, like broken fragments of time.

Hawks stopped in front of a mosque, touched the mottled wall with his hands, and said: "Modern people are so strange, why are they all of the same race, but there are so many different cultures. If thoughts and concepts cannot be unified, How do you resist the enemy?"

The first succession said: "Today's world doesn't want your time. After the continent was broken, people recuperated and lived in a relatively isolated environment, which formed so many cultural groups. But the culture of each nation has its own uniqueness. Yes, in this world, it is impossible to measure everything by combat power."

Hawkes, who grew up in the war-torn era, seemed a little incomprehensible. She tilted her head and looked at the newborn succession, not knowing why.

Firstborn Succession continued: "Perhaps, I should tell you the story of "Exodus"."

So, the two opened up the chatterbox.

Primary succession is born from the study of archaeology, and of course I have a very good understanding of these.From Judaism to Catholicism, to Christian civilization, the New Testament and the Old Testament, we can talk about it from sunrise to sunset every day.These things were very new to Hawks, so he listened with gusto.In fact, Nascent Succession very much hopes that in this way, it can bring her some sense of identity with this era, so that she will not be so lonely.

At night, Hawks fell asleep on his lap again, looking at the faintly shining clouds in the sky, but he became a stranger to this world.Sometimes he doesn't even know what kind of world he is living in now.

The so-called civilization is the sum of human beings and history. Since human beings are dead, civilization ceases to exist.There are still these dilapidated buildings here, but there are no living people, the Communists have lost the stars and moon above their heads, the Ganges civilization has lost its dazzling sun, and only the howling winter wind and snow are still blowing.That shrill voice sounded like the accusation of the undead, and it made people feel frightened in the lonely night.

What a special honeymoon, he thought.

At this moment, Yang Lie stood up from the campfire again, and walked towards the distance.

The primary succession counted, No.20 once.There are still ten times before the real decisive battle.After ten times, Yang Lie will really swing his blade. He really wants to stop it, but he can't do anything.

The battle tonight went on very quickly, and it seemed that Yang Lie himself was a little bored.As a result, his knife followed his mood and sped up under the night.

He heard Chen Feng's muffled groan, and Yang Lie's footsteps returning.

"Since there is no possibility of victory in the first place, why do you want to give him the hope of revenge? It's better to give him a pleasure. If you are happy, he will be happy too."

Yang Lie knelt down beside the bonfire and said: "The old ancestor said, don't do to others what you don't want done to you. I owed him before, so I have to pay off the debt first."

The first generation succession couldn't help sighing with emotion, and said: "A few days ago, I thought that Chen Feng really had a chance. But after seeing the knife just now, I also know that I was wrong, Yang Lie, you are worthy of being the god of the knife. "

Yang Lie said: "The ancestor is the real god of the sword, and your sword skills should not be weaker than mine."

Chu Sheng said: "Maybe, but you have to know that Chen Feng is here to seek death."

Yang Lie nodded and said, "I understand."

Chu Shengcheng said: "So, it is actually a cruel thing for you to give him a chance like this."

Yang Lie said: "Uncle! I'm not as smart as you, so I can only do it this way, so that I can try not to make mistakes."

Yang Lie's tone was rigid and his eyes were clear.The nascent succession knows that he means business.

There were two more battles in the next few days, and as usual, Yang Lie still won every battle.

During this period, they crossed the Himalayas and came to the territory of China.

Most of the journey has been carried out, and the footsteps of the newborn and successors are also picking up, and it didn't take long to arrive in the territory of Huangshan.At this time, there are only 31 appointments between Yang Lie and Chen Feng, and only the last one is left.

Next time, someone will die.

Thinking of this, the heart of the newborn succession is also heavy, and this day is finally coming.Now that you can't tell right from wrong, let's divide life and death!No matter who is right or who is wrong, the one with the bigger fist is qualified to reason. This was the case in the past, and it is the same today.

At the foot of Huangshan Mountain that night, Yang Lie took out a sharpening stone and began to sharpen his blade carefully.He did it very seriously, and the blade was sharpened by him, just like the bright moon that has disappeared, shining coldly in the twilight.

"The last time?"

"Yes! Exactly 31 times, the 31 lives I owed him have been paid off. If he wants to pay back, I will kill someone."

Chen Feng will definitely come, and Yang Lie will definitely kill people.Finally, the long run has come to an end.

In a trance, the first-born successor thought of Chen Feng who was sitting alone on a tall building drinking wine and facing the plague giant whale alone.Unknowingly, the old man with swords and wine became blurred in his memory, as if it was a story about someone else.

Anyone will die, but the first succession really does not want Chen Feng to die in such a posture.

"what a shame!"

Yang Lie put the knife into his scabbard, and said, "What a pity!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned into a cold eagle.

(End of this chapter)