Yunying was not sleeping soundly.

He dreamed of returning to the underground passage of hell.

All around were human limbs and broken arms, and bloody bodies were squirming. The tragic scavengers stood up one by one. Some were corroded by acid liquid and were beyond recognition. Some were smashed by stone hammers and half of their heads were cut off. The evil spirits slowly gathered together.

No!

No!

Yunying ran wildly but was like stepping on glue, and the thick plasma seemed to stick him.

At this time, a scavenger holding a short sword came over in a very strange posture. His right leg was broken, and there was a terrible wound on his neck, leaving his head half hanging around his neck, and his eyes were filled with vicious resentment: "Why don't you save me!"

The sound was as shrill as the hell ghost. The scavenger picked up his sword and was about to chop it up.

The moment Yun Ying hurriedly dodged sideways.

Suddenly, a gun shot from more than one place penetrated his chest!

This time the attacker was a mutant who didn't look very big. His eye sockets were pierced, and half of his eyeballs hung on his face, showing a hideous and terrifying smile.

Yunying fell to the ground and couldn't move. He kept bleeding like a spring, and the blood flowed out. At the same time, the method also took away the power.

Both the scavengers and sweepers disappeared.

At this time, a fat white man and a strong black man came over with mercenaries talking and laughing, but seemed to have not seen the young man struggling on the ground.

Yunying stretched out his hand and shouted, "Save me!"

The two of them looked at them with disdain: "Waste!"

The mercenary spat out, as if he was walking on the road and stepped on a pile of shit, and they all walked away cursingly.

Yunying was unable to lie on his back, his eyes gradually became empty, he could clearly feel his body getting colder and colder. He was eager to grasp something, but his will was still falling. This feeling made people feel extremely frightened and desperate.

His body was completely cold.

His body began to rot and smell

His body was occupied by countless maggots.

His body turned into a feast for rats.

Until the cloud eagle becomes a dead bone, its will has not completely disappeared. It is wrapped in endless despair and sorrow, falling into the eternal and endless darkness, deeper and deeper, and will continue forever.

Kick!

Kick!

Yunying felt a sound in the chaotic blur, like ice water pouring on her body, and was awakened from the terrible dream.

A cold sweat!

That kind of lowly and humble death, that kind of despair that will fall into darkness forever, and that kind of sorrow that cannot be struggled made him feel lingeringly scared... It was a terrible dream!

It is now before dawn, and the thick darkness seemed to condense into pieces, and the entire camp was strictly sealed. Under this depression, there was a feeling of breathless suffocation.

Kick!

It sounded again.

This slight and inaudible sound was like a needle pricking the nerves. Yun Ying was awakened by this sound just now, and now her hair suddenly stood up.

It's a feeling of crisis!

Something came into the crack in the door of the cottage, and the darkness shone with the unique cold luster of metal - this was a thin blade!

The blade slid silently along the crack of the door and stuck on the wooden bolt of the door. It paused slightly for a second or two, and pushed the wooden bolt away bit by bit.

Are you a mercenary? It's impossible!

At this time and in this place, why do you have to open the door this way?

Yunying felt his heart thumping up and holding the dagger beside the bed. He woke up from a nightmare and his hands were covered in cold sweat. He hid the dagger beneath his body, and his body curled up slightly.

Take a deep breath and keep relaxed, and keep your muscles tight, allowing yourself to move at any time.

The visitors were proficient in the late night, and the small blade easily pushed away the wooden bolt, and there was no loud noise in the whole process. The door was pushed open a little bit first, but did not walk in immediately.

This is an experienced hunter!

At this moment, I must be observing the situation inside!

Yunying could not reveal any flaws, so she lay on the bed without moving, keeping her breathing evenly, as if she had not woken up.

After four or five seconds of silence.

A long knife penetrated into the crack of the door and opened the wooden door.

The moonlight outside sprinkled in. The visitors' body was tall and their heads were messy. The fingernails in their left hand were clipped with blades and a long machete in their right hand. The blade seemed to be covered with large dark red patches, emitting a faint smell of blood. The well-grinded blade refracted the cold light, filled with the breath of death and danger.

Come and kill me!

Yunying's brain is messy, fear, fear, anger, and more confusion and confusion. Damn, who is this? I clearly moved into the camp on the first day, who would choose to attack me at this time?

Yun Ying had a keen intuition and realized the danger of late-night visitors. If he wanted to fight hard, it would be difficult to win, and he had to seize the fleeting opportunity.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

The visitor's feet were like a cat without any sound in the late night. He raised his right arm slowly. The blade passed by a cold light in the darkness. No even a little murderous aura was emitted throughout the whole process, just like there was not a person under the blade but a puppet.

Bang!

Yunying rolled in an instant, letting the blade pass by his face, and the knife was embedded heavily on the bed, and if it was cut off after another half a second!

With both feet pressed against the wall, the power burst out!

Yunying jumped up and counterattacked like a spring. The visitors didn't hesitate for half a second late at night and gave up their long sword very decisively. Yunying was ready to wait for the sword to be avoided by the opponent with an unusual flexibility. Almost as he made a dodge, a cold light flashed across the blade between the cracks of his left finger.

quick!

Too fast!

This is a very experienced hunter and killer.

Regardless of degree, strength, skills, reaction, combat experience, and psychological quality, it is not achieved through long-term tempering. How could a half-baked guy who grew up by picking up garbage? From the moment he stabbed the sky, Yun Ying knew that he was going to finish.

A cold light came straight into my throat.

There are no fancy moves, no extra moves, fast and hateful, extremely accurate, the sharp blade is enough to easily cut the flesh, but it cuts the large artery like a cut of noodles.

Yun Ying suddenly felt like she fell into the ice cave!

Although I faced death many times, I was born in extreme panic. I have never been sober like this moment. I really felt that death came a little by little but I could do nothing.

I finally got rid of the identity of a scavenger, finally got out of the ruins, before I had time to become stronger, before I had time to be free, before I had time to dominate my own destiny. Should I die here in a humble and desperate way like in my dream just now?

No!

Can't die!

Not willing to give up, I am not willing to give up!

The cloud eagle growled like a dying beast, full of wild unwillingness and anger. When the survival ** exploded, it resonated with something in her arms. Immediately a fiery force and crazy will poured into my body, as if an invisible force pushed the cloud eagle.

He avoided the blade with incredible agility, and was only scratched a little skin, causing slight blood marks.

The visitors were stunned late at night.

How can prey change be different?

However, a calm and experienced hunter, whose mind and body are completely separated, the blade does not pause at all, and it seems to be given life in his hands, just like a butterfly dancing in a dangerous and beautiful trajectory in a cold night.

No matter how agile the prey is, it is still a weak prey!

After a few tests, he knew the opponent's strength. He didn't take this level seriously at all. The hunter decided to cut his neck with a knife. The hunter thought so in his heart, his magnitude was getting faster and faster, and his sharp edge was about to kiss the boy's neck.

Bang!

A clear sound.

The sword lights like butterfly danced all disappeared.

A hand that had no strength in line with its appearance reached out like lightning and grabbed the hunter's wrist, as if it was clamped by iron clamps and could not move, and could not pull it back from the thin little hand.

"You want to kill me?"

The boy's pupils were filled with blood, like the eyes of a demon, completely filled with madness, and he could not find anything called rationality!

The late night visitors began to fear. This was not a weak boy, but a crazy beast!

"You want to kill me!"

The boy went from questioning to angry narrative sentences, and his very pretty face was extremely ferocious. With a sudden force and a click, he pinched the other person's wrist with bare hands.

The visitor screamed in a shrill voice in the late night for less than half a second.

At the same time, Yunying crushed the opponent's wrist, the dagger pierced out several times and dozens of times. The sword edge broke through the skin and penetrated the muscles and pierced the lungs, just like ice being stuffed into the whole body, making the whole body cold.

Pull it out and then pull it out.

Through a beating organ

This time, the draw was not only blood, but also the hunter's life and strength. The cloud eagle was poured on its head and face by the splashed blood. It was warm and fishy. Not only did it not feel disgusting and fearful, it aroused a deeper resentment. A crazy thought was poured into its mind like a flood!
To be continued...