238 bruises and the strongest place!
With a bang, a figure fell into the snow.
The cold wind was extremely piercing, blowing in the snow and hanging waves of snowflakes, which made people's cheeks hurt.
The sky and the earth seem to be still. The dark night, the dark villages, the dark houses, the silence is chilling.
For a long time, the figure finally moved a trace.
"Is this, is it hell?" The figure turned over with difficulty and lay on its back in the snow. The dark night could not see the stars or the moon. If it hadn't been for Yang Tian who could see everything clearly in the dark, Yang Tian might have really thought that he had come to hell.
"It's so cold. How can it be? It's so cold." Yang Tian muttered to himself that his body and strength should not be so unbearable, but now, like an ordinary person, Yang Tian curled up on the ground tremblingly and opened his bag. Yang Tian tried to take out some clothes.
"Ding Dong! Lock the bag and can't open it. The ruthless electronic synthesis sounded suddenly.
"What!?" Yang Tian was stunned and couldn't open the bag? That... the hammer of blood, the golden eagle of the desert, the beheading knife of blood, what you have always lived for!!!! All!!!!
"System god, is this a punishment for me..." Yang Tian smiled bitterly and climbed up with difficulty, only to find that his body was heavy and clumsy. What the hell was going on?
Opening the character template, the first line of words that came into view made Yang Tian feel cold, just like standing in this dark snowy night!
"Limit the strength of the host, current level: 0."
"Are you kidding?" Yang Tian smiled reluctantly and continued to look down, but saw that the pet template, the character following interface, and the foreign beast template were all hung with a delicate small lock, all turned gray - locked!
"Amber, Amber?" Yang Tian muttered in a low voice, trying to force the amber out of his body, but he didn't feel any connection with amber.
Like a bolt from the blue, Yang Tian was completely dumbfounded, like a 100-meter athlete who won the Olympic championship. The next day, he found that his legs were broken and he could no longer stand on the track. Yang Tian, who was originally countless cards and even promoted to the six-star disaster, now finds that all the proud things have disappeared. Such a blow is not a heavy blow.
"It turns out that in your world, I'm still so pitiful. It turns out that I have nothing." Yang Tian lowered his head silently. There was nothing to be proud of. A simple parchment took away everything from him and erased all his experiences and efforts.
When he sighed bitterly, an old parchment suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tian. A line of bloody subtitles quietly flashed, and it was fleeting, but it was deeply imprinted in Yang Tian's mind - the death pass task began: humble struggle.
After being stunned for a long time, Yang Tian clenched his fist. Is it fate? He came to this world for no reason and proudly gained supreme strength, but at his peak, he fell into the lowest valley... "What...?!" Yang Tian roared in a low voice and stood quietly in the cold night. Layers of snowflakes covered Yang Tian's body and hung on Yang Tian's body, like a snowman... I don't know how long it took, the snowman finally took a step. With each step, most of his calves would deeply step into the snow, and it was extremely difficult to move. Yang Tian's eyes have never been so bright, and he kept muttering something. If you listen carefully, you can hear it. The man kept repeating a sentence in his mouth: "I can struggle, but I will never be humble, let alone give in."
In the night, a figure walked with difficulty, and the abandoned building stood in the cold wind and snow, making the original heavy house look so shaky.
...............! Bah! Bah! Poo!
With the sound of hitting the door several times in a row, Yang Tian dragged his heavy body and bumped his shoulders into a dilapidated door again and again. Finally, with unremitting efforts, Yang Tian fell into the house. The cold wind rushed into the room in an instant, blowing thick dust and countless snowflakes at the same time.
carrying the door, Yang Tianmao was full of strength. He closed the door, and the whole world seemed to be clean. Only the wind outside was blowing, like wild ghosts howling.
His body was so cold that he was numb. Yang Tianqing was glad that he found this house. If he stayed outside for a while, I'm afraid he would really become an ice sculpture!
After looked around, Yang Tian found that he had come to a police station? Looking at the dusty house, there are messy documents and papers scattered around, which looks messy.
He was sent to this dark place by the Hell Pass. It seems that it is still a corner of the earth. The structure of this house shows everything, as if he had crossed for the first time. Yang Tian slowed down for a long time and began to rummage through the boxes and look around for available information. However, when Yang Tian took it The paper in my hand is speechless again. It's not English, not Chinese, but a pile of letters that I don't understand but have some familiar! Yang Tian, who once lived in the northeast and was once a border city, was very clear about this kind of letter. He even taught this course when he was in primary school. However, he had forgotten it for a long time, just a little bit of understanding. Yang Tian recognized it. This is... Russian! As for what is written, Yang Tian can't understand it at all.
"Russia? Ha ha... System master, what's the difference between this and the death potion? Isn't it just limiting a bunch of things? I will still go back!" Yang Tian kneaded the paper in his hand into a ball, threw it on the ground and looked around. He couldn't find the available firearms. Yang Tian stepped in. As soon as he walked through a door, he felt something was wrong. Yang Tian shrugged his nose and his strength was locked. However, Yang Tian was still a zombie, and he was still very... Following the smell of blood, Yang Tian walked through a small corridor and suddenly found that there was already a pool of dry blood in the ground, spreading all the way, and he didn't know where to go.
Following the blood stains, Yang Tian came to a hall, which was not big, but there was a simple prison in the hall. Desks were neatly arranged, and several dilapidated computers were thrown on it. Yang Tian carefully looked around and found that the door of the prison had been opened, and the source he found along the blood stains turned out to be on the bench in the prison!
On the floor, on the wall, and even on the ceiling, there was blood. The black house could not hide Yang Tian's sight. After careful observation for a long time, Yang Tian carefully moved his body... "Uh?" A low roar seemed so harsh in this quiet house!
Yang Tian suddenly stepped back and tilted his head, but saw that behind a job, there was a body, which was wrapped in a big down jacket, and it was still squirming!
Huh... A pair of gray and turbid pupils opened in an instant, zombie!
Yang Tian's eyes slowly enlarged. He was not so much a zombie as a mummified corpse! Maybe he hasn't eaten for a long time. He lacks the necessary energy supplement, and his whole body is about to 'wither and dry up'!
"Well... hiss...cough!" The zombie was obviously extremely excited. He stared at Yang Tian, opened his stinging hands, and crawled down to Yang Tian.
When the whole body appeared in front of Yang Tian's eyes, Yang Tian was once again stunned. This mummified corpse, one leg was gone! There are still a lot of scattered bones scattered on the ground, and the other leg, from the part below the knee, has no flesh and blood. This zombie has nothing to eat, only eats itself!
Yang Tian retreated step by step, because he felt a breath of pressure. In fact, any little man can bring endless pressure to Yang Tian, because Yang Tian's strength at this time is locked by the system!
Unmask the camouflage! Yang Tian hurriedly wanted to revoke his disguise and become a zombie, but he found that he did not have the ability to control his skills at all! All the attack skills and character's special surnames are locked! The camouflage skill does not belong to the category of attack and is not locked, but at this time, it has become a big trouble! In fact, even if Yang Tian turns back to the appearance of a zombie, the hungry mummified corpse in front of him will not let him go!
The zombies on the ground climbed faster and faster. The shriveled hands finally supported the ground and rushed to Yang Tian, and the abrupt half of his body jumped into the air, which was extremely horrible.
"Go to hell!" Yang Tian picked up the chair next to him and swiped it fiercely.
Puff... The wooden chair broke apart. This half of the body of the zombie, conservatively estimated by Yang Tian, was at least two stars! For Yang Tian now, it is absolutely easy to decide his life and death.
His dry hands grabbed Yang Tian's arm, and there was an endless bloodthirsty breath in his eyes. He bit Yang Tian's arm, with a leather coat, and fiercely tore off a large piece of flesh and blood.
Poof... Blood gushed out, and the seductive smell floated in the air. Half of the corpse's hands sent the meat to its mouth crazily, and the red blood covered the dry cheeks.
"Is that so?" Yang Tian gritted his teeth and covered his arm. He didn't have time to bandage. He stepped back two steps, grabbed a chair again, and smashed the mummified corpse!
Puff! Right to the target!
The chair hit directly on the head of the mummified corpse. The zombie who was chewing flesh and blood seemed to have no sense. It was not until the meat in his hand was eaten and wiped clean that he raised his head, excitedly spit out his bright red tongue, and quickly crawled to Yang Tian!
Yang Tian ran in a hurry, picked up everything that could be lost along the way, and smashed it at the stinging zombies, but with little effect.
"FUCK, f**k!" Power, speed, everything is an absolute disadvantage. Even if there are ordinary skills and body skills, from a six-star madman to a complete ordinary person, the huge gap makes Yang Tian unable to get familiar with his body, at least for a short time! Originally, he could jump on the bookshelf, but only half the height, Yang Tian couldn't do it. His body hit the bookshelf. Such things kept happening in the process of running away in a panic, which added countless wounds on Yang Tian's body. It's okay if the mummified corpse was a walking corpse, but this mummified corpse turned out to be a two-star Other guys! Ordinary attacks don't hurt at all! What makes Yang Tian even more helpless is that all the powerful weapons are thrown in the bag and can't be opened at all now!
"Ah!" Yang Tian roared, kicked away the zombies holding his thighs crazily, and crawled away quickly, and his trousers were torn off with flesh and blood. He used both hands and feet again. Yang Tian escaped, but found that he had nowhere to escape and went outside? Don't be silly. There is no other possible surname except being frozen to death in the snow. Only by killing him and killing this slyzed zombie can you have a chance to survive!
Is that a cage? Yang Tian's eyes lit up and hurriedly crawled over. The zombie behind him was still chewing the flesh and blood torn from Yang Tian's body, and he didn't have time to take care of Yang Tian.
Yang Tian hurriedly climbed into the prison, turned around and closed the door. His hand passed through the railing and wanted to pull out the key outside, but... a slain hand grabbed Yang Tian's wrist and bit it!
"FUCK!" Yang Tian sweated coldly and struggled crazily. He stepped on the railing with his feet and kicked him fiercely. Then his whole body rebounded and hit the wall behind him.
"Wow...w...w..." Yang Tian took a big breath, raised his right hand, and found that half of his palm had been bitten down.
In a few seconds, the mummified corpse ate Yang Tian's fingers again. Looking at Yang Tian in the cage, he let out an unconscious roar and hit the pole of the cell. Every time he hit, Yang Tian in the cage felt his heart tremble fiercely.
Looking at the crazy mummified corpse outside the cage, Yang Tian gritted his teeth tightly. When the mummified corpse broke into the prison, was it the time when he died?
He covered his face with one hand and never thought that his arrogant self would be forced to do so by a two-star zombie.
click.
The mummified corpse that has been hitting repeatedly seems to have changed its strategy. Its sered hands grasped a railing and constantly breaking it out. Yang Tian suddenly raised his head, but at the same time, he heard a crisp sound!
Bang, an iron rod was directly smashed and fell to the ground.
The excitement flashed in the gray eyes of the mummified corpse, grabbing the ground with both hands, trying to climb in, and constantly grabbing Yang Tian's body.
"Myss, roar, roar!" The zombie roared excitedly. Within a second, a chagrined and angry roar came from his mouth, because his shoulder was stuck! The lack of an iron pole doesn't have enough space for him to climb in!
Holding hands randomly, for five or six seconds, the mummified corpse patted the ground impatiently, and finally crawled back, and grabbed an iron rod again with both hands.
"Gudu..." Yang Tian swallowed his saliva and closed his eyes silently: "Struggle, humble struggle, the system, the end of the world! Is it! Zombie!"
With Yang Tian's roar, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, struggled to get up, and crawled to the mummified corpse!
"Huh? Hiss..." The mummified corpse looked at Yang Tian excitedly, and his hands on the iron were also loosened. Through the cracks, he tried to grab Yang Tian's body.
"FUCK YOU!" Yang Tian kicked the head and hand of the mummified corpse and kicked it crazily, but this poor ordinary person couldn't kick the mummified corpse at all!
At the price of a shoe, Yang Tian had grabbed the iron rod broken down by the zombie in his left hand and kept crawling back. Yang Tian huddled in the corner of the wall, staring at the rampage with his eyes. He clenched the iron on his left hand and closed his eyes again.
! Bah!
The continuous impact sounded, and every time, it was beating Yang Tian's heart. For a long time... The voice stopped abruptly. Yang Tian took a big breath and opened his eyes. He saw the mummified corpse grabbing an iron rod again, roaring crazily in his mouth, crackling... An iron rod was broken down again.
"Roar!" With ecstasy and excitement, the muted corpse crawled in crazily, grabbing the prey with stinged hands that had nowhere to escape!
Yang Tian stood up and waved the right hand of only half of his palm to the mummified corpse!
How could the mummified corpse let go of such a delicious thing? He pinched Yang Tian's small arm in one hand and Yang Tian's shoulder in the other hand, just wanted to tear this arm off! The blood basin bit directly!
"Eat it! Eat it! Miscellaneous!" Yang Tian roared and put his right arm directly into the mouth of the mummed corpse with crazy force. There is no doubt that the blood basin bit it fiercely, pulled it hard with both hands, and one arm was removed so hard!
The moment the hungry mummified corpse nibbled the delicious human flesh on its teeth. At the moment when Yang Tian's arm was removed, his head was penetrated by a hardcore... "Hey hey, hehe... hey hey..." The perverted laughter sounded in Yang Tian's mouth. Yang Tian trembled his shoulders, laughed, and kicked a tendon. The picture devoured the delicious half of the mummified corpse, and his legs were weak and collapsed on the ground.
The mummed corpse stared with turbid eyes and an arm in his mouth, but... there was no blessing to enjoy anymore.
Hiss... Hiss... Yang Tian grabbed his clothes with his left hand, tore them into strips with his teeth, and slowly wrapped them around his shoulders, thighs, neck scratched by zombies, and bitten lower abdomen.
In a hurry, it was wrapped in circles, bandaged, and the dripping blood red with the wrapped clothes. For a long time, Yang Tian struggled to get up, came to the mule corpse, pulled out his arm from his mouth, kicked the mummified corpse away, silently climbed back to the corner of the wall, looked at his right arm in his hand, and Yang Tian bit it. Go, the dripping blood rushed through his mouth, and a wonderful taste brought Yang Tian to heaven like drugs. In the cold and dark night, a guy who looked like a corpse and covered with clothes and bandages leaned against the corner of the wall, silently tasted everything and endured everything.
One bite, eating slowly: "System, oh, thank you for not throwing me here at the beginning. If I hadn't experienced so much, I think I would really die." Yang Tian sneered at the corners of his mouth and ate his arm. When he saw that there was only half of his palm left in his hand, Yang Tian raised his head, looked far away, looked at the dark snowy night outside the window, and shook his head softly and said, "This time, I'm disappointed! You continue, and I will continue." After saying that, Yang Tian swallowed the remaining half of his palm, struggled to stand up and came to the cage.
His left hand passed through the crack of the iron pole, went around to the door, and gently twisted it. The door of the cage opened. Yang Tian lowered his head, looked at the zombies with iron inserted in his head, and whispered, "See, you don't need to delay for so long." He whispered, opened the prison door, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and walked out step by step with the wrapped clothes bandages all over his body
Fate always makes us bruised all over, but later, those injured places will definitely become our strongest place - Yang Tian.
(To be continued)