The low sky is covered with lead gray clouds, thick and depressed.

    On the desolate wilderness, the sad wind blows, rolls up the gray dust and floats to the distance.

    The whine of the wind is like a wailing horn, and it''s like a hundred ghosts walking at night. It seems to be telling of endless loneliness, like hell. It''s dark, silent and secluded, which makes people creepy.

    The light is fading away, and the darkness devours the earth a little bit.

    As if walking from the far end of the sky, step by step towards darkness, carrying the thin shadow of light, the persistence of life and heavy hope, staggering, wasting, lonely and persistent

    This is a face with some vicissitudes, with a broken beard, like fallen leaves in late autumn. Deep eyes contain loneliness and loneliness, as if in a sad song, mourning for the fallen world and mourning for the dark world.

    There is no sunshine, but the alternation of day and night.

    Vaguely remember, maybe ten days, maybe twenty days.

    Tang fan doesn''t know how much time has passed. He just walks and keeps moving forward, aimlessly and somewhat confused. The road is at his feet, but what is ahead?

    Is there anyone alive?

    Tang fan doesn''t know how many times he asked himself, speechless facing the world, so lonely.

    Along the way, there are gnawed white bones, big and small, thick and thin. They are either densely stacked together or scattered, just like a forest cold hell with white bones.

    Tang fan couldn''t avoid all these bones, so he had to step on them.

    My heart is sad, and the bones under my feet make a crisp creak sound, echoing in the desolate wilderness, as if someone is telling something, as far away, as far away as the babble in the sky, as near, as if the lingering whisper in my ears.

    This fallen world, where is the hope of mankind!

    ……

    Vaguely remember, maybe ten days ago, maybe twenty days ago.

    Tang fan, Xue Jiu and 08 ran desperately in the face of the pursuit of the fallen devil army. Finally, they got on the Hummer in time, got rid of the pursuit of the fallen devil, and rushed out of Linjiang city at high speed, away from the sweep of the devil army.

    Then they parted ways.

    08 to return to the military headquarters, and Xuejiu to return to the organization base, because they all have tasks and must go back immediately.

    As for Tang fan, Xuejiu originally planned to ask Tang fan to go back with her, but hesitated, but she didn''t speak, because the internal discipline of the organization was strict. She was only one of the many soldiers in the organization and had no power.

    At that time, if Tang fan returns to the organization base with her, she doesn''t know what treatment he will receive.

    Maybe as a guest of honor, but maybe imprisoned. Anything is possible.

    Actually 08, he sincerely invited Tang fan to the military headquarters, and said that Tang fan''s ability would be reused.

    But Tang fan thought about it and refused.

    He is a casual man. It is quite difficult for him to join any organization, be bound, obey orders and so on.

    Like beards, Tang fan has clearly told them how dangerous the task they are going to carry out, but they still have to complete the task.

    This makes Tang fan admire, but also feel very incredible.

    Before the end of the world, he was just a small citizen with good skills. Every day he lived the same life from work to work. The world of war was far away from him.

    When the end came, he just lived for himself.

    Xuejiu and 08 finally left.

    Although he was infatuated with Xuejiu''s body, Tang fan didn''t keep it, but in the end, Tang fan gave Xuejiu a cold skull and 08 one.

    Three people go, and finally Tang fan is the only one left.

    He can''t drive without a car. Walk straight ahead.

    After the village, there was a dead silence. There had been no trace of people for a long time, leaving only messy and solidified blood, shocking one by one.

    Tang fan is confused.

    He doesn''t know where to go? The road is at your feet, but you know nothing about what lies ahead.

    This land is unprecedented empty, as if endless. Tang fan doesn''t know how long he has gone.

    He only knew that when he was tired, he stopped to have a rest, eat something, have a rest, and continue to move forward without purpose, with a confusion about the front and the future.

    Every second is like a day, every day is like a year.

    The color of the sky remained the same, and the earth was still silent. Tang fan could not feel anything except the alternate cycle of the gray of the day and the deep of the night.

    I can''t see the second living man, only white bones.

    Is it true that mankind has died in this world?

    No, absolutely not. At least, there are people like Xuejiu 08 alive.

    However, along the way, I don''t know how long it has been. It''s as incredible as vicissitudes of life. Except myself, I haven''t seen the second living human, or even a human body.

    What kind of feeling is this?

    Fear, fear, fear and despair, then hope, pray and beg, all kinds of things, nothing.

    Tang fan cried, tears hazy eyes, not sad, not happy, but confused, confused about himself, confused about the front, confused about the future.

    He thought that after killing so many demons, he had already had a heart like steel, but he looked down on life and death while talking and laughing, but the facts proved that he was still fragile and he was still a human.

    Perhaps, after arriving, I can adapt to this lonely journey.

    Walk alone, live alone, laugh alone, cry alone, sing alone

    But now, Tang fan needs a little warmth, human warmth, not low dark clouds, desolate wilderness and cold skeletons.

    At this time, even hearing a faint call is like a small oasis in the desert.

    Looked up and looked at the sky, as if this lead gray cloud had not moved since ancient times, as if it had solidified, and had not changed at all.

    If it weren''t for the alternation of day and night, Tang fan thought that the world was still.

    The air seemed more dull and darker.

    Look around and sigh softly. This sound only brings loneliness and sadness.

    Tang fan knows that another night is coming, and he should stop moving forward. He needs to find a place to settle down, spend such a night full of crisis, live to tomorrow and move on alive

    (at the beginning of the second volume, it was strongly pushed. You urgently need recommendation tickets. Please collect the great Xia who likes this book)