Tang fan knows that according to the records of the demon code of the dead, there will only be more and more demons entering the city.

    Although the devil mother nest in the suburbs of Linjiang city is only the lowest one, it can only carry up to 10000 demons. But the 10000 demons are the vanguard army. After that, more demons will come by using the power of the demon mother''s nest. The endless demon army will all drive into the whole Linjiang city and completely occupy Linjiang city.

    At that time, all humans in the city will be found out by the devil, killed and eaten.

    Whether you hide in a high-rise building or in a basement, you can''t escape in the end, because over time, the demons will become more and more powerful, and different demon races will continue to appear.

    Originally, before the devil came, Tang fan didn''t have much sense of crisis, but felt a little nervous and exciting. Relying on the identity of the necromancer, he planned to use his home as a temporary cultivation base, and then go out to hunt the devil, absorb the soul and improve his level.

    But the ferocity and horror of the devil''s coming made him change his mind. He is not sure. If he survives alone in this city that will be occupied by demons, he will die if he is not careful. This is not a game. He can start again if he is dead. He can take medicine to replenish blood if he is injured. The identity of the necromancer seems not so reliable. Therefore, only before the demon army arrives, leave this city and try to go to a place where there are few demons.

    Live, there is hope.

    "Help me..."

    After Tang fan took skeleton warrior ah Dai into the door, three bodies jumped into his eyes, and the pungent smell of blood made his eyebrows frown.

    No, not three bodies. One of them has not completely died. He is a middle-aged man. There is a huge depression in his chest. The stubble of his ribs pierced his skin to show its ferocity, and the rich blood flows out of the depression in his chest.

    The middle-aged man''s face was pale and his eyes were listless. He was only one step away from death. His body, hands and feet twitched slightly, obviously suffering great pain.

    Seeing Tang fan, the middle-aged man''s godless eyes showed a little light of hope, and his will to survive was transformed into some power. The weak voice was sent out intermittently from the mouth overflowing blood, and one arm was raised hard, as if he wanted to grasp something.

    Tang fan looked at him silently. There were two bodies around him. One had a broken skull and had already died. The other had a sunken chest and white eyes.

    Tang fan knew that he had no way to save him from such an injury. Even if he was sent to the hospital, the chance of treatment would not exceed 10%, because the injury was too serious and lost too much blood.

    However, facing those hopeful eyes, Tang fan felt that his heart was twitching, and an inexplicable and uncomfortable feeling filled his heart.

    "Sorry, I can''t save you. Now there are demons everywhere outside, and I can''t take you to the hospital." after a moment of silence, Tang Fan said, his voice a little low and a little hoarse.

    The middle-aged man''s hand fell down, and the hope light in his eyes was like the fire of a remnant candle extinguished by the wind. It disappeared, only a piece of dead ash.

    "If you need it, maybe... Maybe I..." Tang fan looked at the middle-aged man whose face was dead gray but his body was still slightly twitching because of pain, clenched his teeth, and his face was a little fierce: "maybe I can help you get rid of it."

    Speaking this sentence, Tang fan seemed to have exhausted his strength.

    "Thanks... Thanks..." the middle-aged man was slightly stunned, then closed his eyes and made a weak voice intermittently.

    How ridiculous! In the face of Tang fan''s statement of helping him free, his answer was "thank you", but he was unwilling to bear the pain any more.

    Maybe, after a while, he will die slowly and lose all his feelings, but now, every second is as long and painful as a century.

    Looking at the middle-aged man who closed his eyes, Tang fan hesitated again. He raised his mountain knife and stared at the middle-aged man''s neck, but he couldn''t cut it down.

    He shook the handle of the mountain knife hard, and there was no reason to feel sad.

    "Ah..."

    With a loud roar, it seemed to roar out the hesitation in his heart. Tang fan cut down with a knife. This knife was tragic.

    The mountain opening blade was cut off by Tang fan, cutting off the whole neck. The blood gushed wildly, and the middle-aged man''s head flew up. For a moment, Tang fan seemed to see the middle-aged man''s open eyes with a touch of relief.

    "Ah Dai, go." after looking at the middle-aged man''s body, Tang Fanli drank. He couldn''t tell what it was like. He was just very angry, incomparably angry and sad.

    The sound of gunfire and scream outside could be vaguely heard.

    Skeleton ah Dai walked in front, Tang fan walked in the back and quickly went downstairs.

    Tang fan''s eyebrows frowned tightly, because on the stairs and walls, splashed blood could be seen everywhere, flowing down continuously, like abstract paintings, bloody.

    The bodies smashed to the forehead and the bodies with their heads cut off are all the masterpieces of demons and their naked killing.

    All the way down, looking at these bodies, Tang fan''s anger accumulated a little bit, becoming more and more prosperous, and at the same time, that sadness was also accumulating.

    Is this the death of the devil?

    It''s just the building where you live. If it''s a more densely populated place, isn''t it more tragic.

    Tang fan lives on the sixth floor, the highest floor. Because it is an old building, there is no elevator.

    When he reached the third floor, he saw no fewer than ten human bodies, and the death of each was very sad. Either the head was cut off or the forehead was smashed, like a watermelon. Some were like the middle-aged man with a huge depression in his chest and broken ribs stabbed into his heart.

    Suddenly, Tang fan heard a faint strange cry, which was not a human cry.

    He walked a few steps and walked into a room. Blood splashed everywhere. A fallen devil fell to the ground. He had a knife stuck on his forehead and neck, a pair of scissors inserted in one eye, and an arm twisted like a twist.

    Next to them, there are two human bodies. Although they are dead, there is still an expression of destruction on their faces.

    Obviously, the fallen devil was counterattacked by the two humans. Although it finally killed the two humans, it also suffered a heavy blow.

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