Dark Blood Age

“Old man, oh no, old man, no, don't bother, don't be impulsive, we were just joking with you, joking...” Young man with a gun to his head, instantly changing his mouth, even shaking his hand.

In the Dark Ages, killing is much easier than killing those bugs.

“Yes, yes, the old man's meat is delicious. To cook it is also to cook the children first. Definitely kidding, nothing.” Just now, the fierce demon shouted a pot of men, saw Chu Yunsheng's gunpoint turn to him, hastily changing colour and laughing, afraid that the gunpoint of the black hole would burst out a bullet, killing him.

Even gave Chu Yunsheng a further promotion, and he became “Old Man”!

A pistol that hasn't fired yet can force people to russ. If Chu Yunsheng just reported himself or a Skywalker, I'm afraid these people are all scared to kneel down.

This is the era of the race for life.

“Tie that little girl up and feed her for so many days, it's time to let her cook, old man, sit back and wait for the broth!” The woman who looked fierce was wrong and naturally followed the helm of the wind, but she greedily glanced at Chu Yunsheng's pistol and didn't know what she was counting.

A group of hungry refugees heard her say this, suddenly, seven hands and eight feet erected a large pot, put it in the pot with ice and snow, picked up the dead branches and lit the fire, the bear boiled.

A teenage girl was pulled out and looked in horror at the iron pot that was melting ice and snow, her soul scattered and she was desperate to slip her two tiny legs and refused to approach.

“Sister, sister...” A young boy, six or seven years old, pulling the corner of the little girl, was frightened by the adults to cry, only to call her sister.

“Hurry up and strip your clothes first, wash them with snow and remove the smell!” The fierce-looking woman threw the little boy aside and groaned.

At this time, a man with a broken shirt and a broken limp, took the little boy in a hurry and climbed to the ground in front of a woman who looked fierce and begged: “Please, be kind, please, let my daughter go, I will make you cows and horses...”

“Get out of my way!” The bearded man kicked open his leg and said harshly: “When it was to save you, you chose it yourself, now you regret it? If it's your daughter, just throw your son in the pot! I'd love to. The younger I get, the softer the meat...”

The crippled man suddenly looked pale, held his son tight, afraid to be snatched away by the beard, his mouth mumbled without knowing the cloud.

“What the hell!” Big beard spit out his mouth and yell at the frightened refugees: “Why are you still beaming? Take off your clothes! ”

Sizzle...... hiss......

The little girl herself did not have much clothes, and was immediately torn apart by the refugees' seven hands and feet like a wolf!

“Daddy! Help me...” The little girl screamed tearing her heart out at her father.

The demented crippled man, suddenly trembling, a pain in the heart twisted his face, he wanted to save his daughter, but he was afraid that his son would be boiled, fierce psychological collision, like a flooding dyke!

But eventually, he lowered his head, fisted his fingers, his nails fell into the flesh, and the red blood trickled down his fingers.

“Daughter, Dad is sorry for you, Dad is sorry for you, if you live, you will not be able to live your brother...” The crippled man slammed his head against the ground and mourned in pain.

“Dad..." The little girl showed despair, a desperate cry, trembling soul, even a refugee involved in the attack hid a little intolerable.

The crippled man was always afraid to look at his daughter and buried his head in the snow like an ostrich was in danger.

The little girl died and gave up her resistance, leaving the refugees to strip her clothes. She opened her eyes and looked at the sky, with her mouth like two syllables of a creeping mother.

Finally, when the refugees tried to tear her interior apart, the little girl coldly said: "I don't resist, I cook for you, but Mom said that girls can't just take off their pants! ”

“Fine, let her go, wash up quickly, I'm so hungry!” The vicious woman shouted impatiently.

Boom!

With a gunshot, the woman looked unbelievably at the blood hole in her chest, grunting between her throats and falling down.

Chu Yunsheng didn't want to worry about this kind of thing, he was already ready to turn around and leave. This kind of thing, let alone here, is to build the remaining Jinling City in society, is also a common thing.

What if I saved her life this time? Next time? Next time? Just like the girl he saved before entering the city, Moe Moe is still alive and dead.

And save her, these refugees will find someone else to put in the pot and someone will always die.

The world is so, unless the sun returns to the earth.

But he couldn't help it, maybe there was something inside him called "conscience," or maybe something else, and he shot it anyway.

He shouted, suddenly stunned all the refugees, between them, the man with the beard changed his face, drew a machete from behind him, and sighed: “Sir, we are at least thirty people, you always have a pistol, at most a dozen bullets, don't rush us, or you are a dead word! ”

The bearded voice just dropped and shouted, a pale blue arrow branch penetrated his chest, trembling into the ground!

Immediately afterwards, from the hillside, Zematsch came a group of white knights, and the horseshoes shook the ground.

“The White Horse Rider of Snow Blower City!” One of the refugees shouted, but unexpectedly, they did not flee but knelt on the ground.

Heh, heh! Boo!

One arrow after another broke through the air strike, and one life was harvested and taken away.

The refugees, as if they were confessing their lives, dared not to resist at all and looked with horror at their fallen accomplices while silently praying that the next one was not themselves.

Nearly ten people were killed before they stopped to drop their arrows, marching on the snow and slowly came.

Even the little girl's father was killed by an arrow.

The white horse woman riding the head of the masked woman, floating down the horse, shaking the white cape, covering the little girl almost naked, wiping her little face as if she were cold, said: "Remember, in this world, men are more unreliable than bugs! Come with me...”

After that, she held the girl's hand and couldn't help but say that she was holding the little girl up to the white horse and racing her horse.

“Sister, sister...” The little boy filled his hands with his father's blood, panicked, fell and climbed in the direction of the horse team leaving, crying out.

Mountain winds blowing in the canyon, snowflakes rising in the sky, covering dead bodies, boiling pots, and living people.

……

“What are you doing with me?” Chu Yunsheng's package was gone, and he picked up another branch to use as a cane, turning back to the little boy.

“Grandpa, can you take me to my sister?” The little boy followed Chu Yunsheng deeply and shallowly, biting his lips and saying,

“No, I didn't know your sister was there.” Chu Yunsheng shook his head and refused.

“I'm a good boy, I can do a lot of things, I can help you slap your back on your legs, I can...” the little boy said eagerly.

“So many people, what do you need me for?” Chu Yunsheng waved.

“But Grandpa, you saved my sister, you are a good man, they want to eat me, they are a bad man!” The little boy's eyes flashed red and red.

“I didn't save your sister, the people in Snow Blower saved your sister, you just have to find them.” Chu Yunsheng and a 6-7-year-old P-child can't make any sense. Saving a moment and saving a life are two concepts altogether.

“Can you take me to blow? Blow what city?” The little boy looked forward to it.

……

This place has approached Snow Blower City. Sometimes the search team of Snow Blower City passes by. Chu Yunsheng now looks like an old man. If he is walking like a flying man, it is doubtful. He has to "stumble”. He is not quick to walk, but the little boy behind him can live and die.

- “Old” - Less. - Before and after. “Old” can't walk fast. Less can follow closely. Chu Yunsheng discovered a child for the first time. “Seriously” walked, it's not too slow!

Chu Yunsheng stopped, and the little boy came forward to help him, or hit him in the back to mess with his legs, making him cry, as if he were an old man.

As soon as he walked quickly, the little boy was nervous and scared to lose him.

So they went silent all the way to the edge of Snow Blower City.

Snow Blower City is not as tall as the ancient city walls, but rather is heavily unaware of the wire mesh from there, pulling the boundaries, and thirty meters behind, a short wall is built, full of ice and snow.

The situation in the city is blocked by short walls, Chu Yunsheng is unknown, the outside is naturally full of homeless refugees.

Chu Yunsheng had heard Xu Qingshu, the leader of Snow Blower City, say that they practised a hierarchical system, but they would not feed useless idle people, referring to these old and weak people outside probably.

These people saw Chu Yunsheng following a child behind an old man, and the unusual glow in his eyes was not weaker than the group of people who had just been killed.

Looking at the location map of the shadow man in the mirror, Chu Yunsheng had to find another candidate in this group before rescuing the imprisoned female candidate, give him some food and prevent him from starving to death.

Chu Yunsheng thinks he's about to become a nanny!

Fortunately, the elderly candidate has not moved much from Chu Yun's ascent to the present day in order to save his health. Chu Yunsheng soon found this true old man in a shack built on earth bricks.

“Who are you looking for, brother?” The old candidate dragged his voice and said weakly.

Chu Yunsheng is called a brother by a real old man. He can see how old he looks. He is a goddamn young man. I don't know how much life essence he has consumed.

“Someone asked me to bring you something.” Chu Yunsheng gathered all together and threw the wormmeat wrapped in a rag into the shed, Dao.

“Is that the third kid? It's really painful for him, I'm too old to die, and living is a waste of children's food... Thank you, brother!” The old man sighed.

Chu Yunsheng didn't have time to listen to him talk, gave him food, turned around and left, but saw the little boy standing not far behind him, looking at him beamly.

“Grandpa, Dad's right, you're a good man.” The little boy spoke of his father and his eyes were red.

“What do you know? Shut up!” Chu Yun escalated to the old candidate, hoping that he would live until after the program determined the leader, so that he could get out of here, is not a good person.

Suddenly Chu Yunsheng said with certainty: "I know, your father told you to follow me, right? ”

With the wisdom of a young boy of six or seven years old, suddenly dying of his father and deprived of his sister's double blow, it is impossible to think that following him would be the safest, the only reason being that his father, who was shot by an arrow, left the last words for the little boy before he died.

Is it a great or heartless father who must choose between a daughter and a son to survive but eventually abandon the daughter, a father who broke his arm for his child's crippled leg, a father who is cowardly and unable to resist, a father who is dead and still hanging his brains for his son's livelihood? (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)