Dark Blood Age

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On the grasslands, under the night, like a cursed fire burning in the direction of the wild wind, the bears swept the entire grasslands, destroying all the creatures it encountered, countless animals fled, the dead enemies of mixed with the beasts died and trampled each other.

A white young man can't run anymore, but he can't stop. Once he stops, he is either trampled to death or burned to death, so he can only run as far as he can until he dies.

The aquatic plants in front made it familiar. Not long ago, they had just passed here and migrated to the south. In the middle of this, there was a dangerous thing, which later escaped. Its head could not remember such complex things, but it just instinctively felt that it was dangerous here.

It was really too tired, running slower and slower, gradually unable to keep up with the large army, was dumped behind the group, fierce flames of the plain burned it all hot, drowsy sleep.

A big wind came out, and the flames of the plains burst out so high that they swallowed up the backward crowd behind it.

In the midst of the nightmare, it immediately rises in horror to the point of exhaustion, wanting to live even for one more second!

But the wind grew, rolling behind it relentlessly.

It doesn't have much thought, it runs alive from birth, and it still does today, but it still instinctively feels that the death it instinctively fears comes unstoppable behind it.

At this point, a shadow swept through the sky.

The shadow was fast, and when it saw it, it had stopped in the air, floating over their heads, staring at the fire that devoured the grasslands, not knowing what to think, little white thought it was like a cloud, probably the kind that would rain, but it wasn't exactly, it was just a , impossible to understand so much, as long as it could run.

The shadow stayed on top of it for a little while, and then a stream of light came out of the shadow, and it panicked, afraid that the stream would hit itself, but the next moment, it thought it was going to burn itself to death, but found that the fire of the plains behind it had been extinguished in hectares, and that shadow had disappeared.

That fruit is a rainy cloud, and it seems familiar.

For a , it may think too much.

The running of the herd gradually stopped, searching for water and fresh grass, and the hungry beast gasped and began to hunt them, and the turmoil on the grassland was so natural, as if it were supposed to be.

……

Under the original slope full of flowers, in a humble house.

A dark-haired woman suddenly woke up, sat up from her bed, covered her chest and hurried to say something.

“What's wrong? ”

In the dark, next to her came a man's voice.

The woman calmed down for a little while and said with panic, "I think I saw Sethby coming back. Is it the dead spirit? Did you come back to send us a message? Have they already..."

Saying, she actually cried.

The man also sat up and touched her back and sighed: "It's a nightmare, it's okay, it's okay, they'll be fine. ”

The woman shook her head: “Don't lie to me, I've already heard. I saw something strange fly by the other day. The witch in East Slope said it was the devil. A lot of people fled west. Or should we run? They may have gone there, too. ”

The man was silent for a while and said, "We can't go. You think if Zhoma brings them back and they can't find us, they'll be in a hurry. ”

The woman thought about it and thought it was reasonable, and sighed, sitting on the bed and twitching.

Men didn't seem to be able to sleep either, got out of bed, came outside the house, walked a few steps back and forth, the dark sky lit up with electricity, and the wild wind blew.

He lit a torch and said to the house: “I went in circles to see if the crowd was startled. ”

When the house sounded, he bypassed the house, but instead of walking to the fence, he went to a shady hole behind the grass slope.

The cave is covered with hay, where winter food is stored.

A man comes into the inner realm, removes a dusty box, opens a dark lock and reveals an equally shady trail.

He crossed the trail with a torch and eventually came into a humid and dark hole.

As soon as we got here, there was a ghost sound like whispering, and he said sharply: "Quick, put out the fire! ”

The man immediately drowned the fire in the damp mud, and the sound of whispering in the dark seemed angry: "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come down again? If he finds out... is something wrong? ”

The man knelt in the mud at this moment, worried: "Lord, the end is really here, I fear..."

The whispering sounds of whispering seem relieved and comforted him: “It is not yet the last moment… your task is well accomplished and you and your family will be finally redeemed! ”

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The man walked out of the hole, re-locked it, hid it, and before returning to the house, the torch suddenly swayed, and he was shocked: "Who? ”

It seemed like a breeze, but he didn't know why, and his freshly entrenched heart suddenly became restless.

North of Holy City, in an abandoned black bottom hole.

The white-white monster was holding a little monster who had finally grown a few blue hairs and wanted to go to another cave, but was surprised to find the cone that had been quietly floating in the great melting cave, suddenly opening the door, and a long voice echoed back and forth.

Then it saw a shadow that suddenly appeared there, but did not go in, but stood there quietly, after a while, before leaving, and never entered the door.

At this point, one of its kind tried to come in and see it, and suddenly a light came out of the door, and just momentarily, the other kind burned to ashes.

The door was closed again, and it fled into another cave in horror, shaking its legs.

Holy City.

The city has not been razed to the ground or burned to the ground like any other city, and the sky is full of warplanes and aircraft, shadows of aliens everywhere.

They're searching every corner of the city, not knowing what they're doing.

There are also many people in and out of the Great Temple, some taking pictures, some recording, some transmitting information, and so on.

In the inner palace, a silver uniform walked out of the room with his pants and exclaimed, “This saint smells different. The skin is so slippery, it can pinch water out, and the bones are so soft, it can really be put out in any position! ”

A few white uniforms outside laughed and stumbled: “That's because of Zhao's courage, some postures are not made by ordinary people! ”

The silver uniform man waved modestly: “No, I can't, I'm old, I was young, I didn't catch up with the good times, you guys are kind of blessed. ”

The white uniform accompanied him with a smile: "Brother Zhao, how can the wind not diminish? Besides, where are you getting old? It's only been a few years! You've always been our big brother! ”

The silver uniform man shook his head: “You can wear a tall hat for me, but it's not really old. At the time of the Starship War, I fought my life behind our old captain and suffered a dark wound, thanks to the technology now developed, or it was a waste of life. ”

White uniform people admired: “Brother Zhao, your life is so good, the people who survived have risen, we will not have that chance. ”

The silver uniform man scolded: “You know shit, you just give me another 100 holy daughters, I don't want to do it again. You were hiding, you didn't see it. The man died...”

He smoked a cigarette, stopped talking, sighed, and his orbit was a little wet.

The white uniform man dared not talk, he smoked a cigarette, the red and wet eyes gradually became fierce, pulled out a pistol, and walked into the room behind him, first a woman shouting for forgiveness, then the gunshot, the sound stopped.

The white uniform looked at each other in opposition, and when the silver uniform came back, someone tried to ask: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong? ”

The silver uniform man's breath kills at this moment: “Remember, don't ever be soft on the enemy. If you can kill him, you must kill him. It was only because... if it wasn't for Mr. Chu..."

A white uniform man hurriedly grabbed him: “Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, pay attention, pay attention. ”

Another white uniform man said, "What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders here. Although we are the White Army, we share the same heart with Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao, tell us, have you met Mr. Chu? Have you spoken to him? ”

The silver uniform man laughed: “How dare I see Mr. Chu? I can see the old captain, even if the ancestral graves are smoking green, talk? ”

A white uniform man mysteriously interjected: “I heard an acquaintance of the 21st Battalion say that they were the first to rush into the inner palace and search inside for a portrait of the natives who couldn't handle it. Guess who it was? ”

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