The sky shone and the darkness faded, but the sun did not come, because the sky was still covered by a thick layer of lead ash clouds.

    The temperature at this time has warmed a little from the coldest time of the day.

    Linjiang city is full of tall buildings, but it is unspeakably desolate, like a dilapidated thatched house in the wind and rain. The cold morning wind blew and whirled, and the crumpled newspaper rolled and clattered in the street, cracking on the street lamp post.

    The soft sobs echoed in every corner of the city, like countless ghost parades.

    This city is gray. This city is dead.

    In addition to the wind, the city is silent. Yesterday''s noise and killing seem to be far away today, becoming so distant and illusory.

    In the hotel, a burst of footsteps sounded, and two figures walked down the stairs one after another. It was Tang fan and Wang Meng.

    Looking at their appearance, they are full of energy, their eyes are bright, and they are not half tired. It is obvious that they have enough spirit after rest.

    Tang fan and Wang Meng''s shoes, from body to foot, are all new, because the ones they wore before were either broken or covered with viscous plasma. They had thrown them away last night and changed into the clothes found in the hotel.

    Behind them, they were all carrying a small black backpack, which was also found in the hotel. There were some food and mineral water in it.

    Although Wang Meng became a magic warrior, he didn''t have such a magical thing as storage space, so he had to bring food. Although Tang fan had storage space, he didn''t want to be exposed more. He took some food on his back in case of need.

    Wang Meng knew that Tang fan had magical skills and could store things like magic. He was shocked and confused before. After becoming a magic warrior, Wang Meng naturally thought that it was one of Tang fan''s talents, just like his special strength.

    The machete is hung at his waist. Tang fan''s footsteps are light, which is completely different from Wang Meng''s obvious sound every step. After the level is raised to level 3, the storage space is also expanded to 3 cubic meters. It was not full when it was 2 cubic meters before, but now it is even larger.

    So Tang fan searched the hotel, stuffed the food, water, tobacco and wine into it, and put two sets of clothes. It can be said that Tang fan doesn''t have to worry about food for a period of time in the future.

    On the corridor on the second floor, all the blood had solidified, turned into a whole dark red and pasted on the floor. It also sent out a faint fishy smell, and the mountains of corpses remained.

    When they reached the first floor, Tang fan and Wang Meng were stunned when they saw the scene in the front hall.

    A pile of rotten corpses of elite fallen demons completely disappeared. The corpses of two ordinary fallen demons became two Mori white skeletons, which were also covered with fine bite marks.

    After a careful look, Tang fan and Wang Meng thought of the sharp teeth of the demonized rat, and they understood that the meat of the fallen devil was eaten up by the demonized rat, and the food was very clean.

    Outside the hotel, similarly, there are five gnawed bones. According to their size, they should also be fallen demons.

    Tang fan suddenly realized that he just remembered the other five fallen demons yesterday. It seems that they should have been killed by those demonized rats. However, they were killed by skeleton warriors and their bodies were eaten by the demonized rats.

    Standing outside the hotel, the atmosphere is completely different, and the desolate atmosphere spreads into the heart.

    Standing here, Tang fan and Wang Meng are unimaginable. The day before yesterday, we could see human beings walking around and feel the vitality and prosperity of the city.

    Just after a day, everything has changed, like a night for thousands of years, looking back has become empty, this sad, let people sigh.

    A few seconds later, Tang fan recovered, quickly walked along the street to the front, and continued the unfinished road yesterday, while Wang Meng closely followed up.

    People''s fate is so wonderful.

    Yesterday, dozens of people acted together, but only one night later, everything changed and died, leaving only the last two.

    Wang Meng had a pair of tiger eyes and carefully swept around the front. He had to do his best to deal with a demon yesterday, but now he is completely different.

    Inside his body, there is a feeling of strength. Wang Meng can clearly feel that there is a weak air flow in his muscles. Although it is weak, it is with a tough tension. Wang Meng has a feeling that if he can completely control this air flow and do whatever he wants, his strength will reach a certain incredible level.

    Unfortunately, he had no idea how to control the air flow. Even after groping for half a night, he didn''t know what to do.

    Once asked Tang fan with hope, but Tang fan didn''t know. Wang Meng now hopes to meet people like himself and have a good communication to see if he can find any way.

    With different thoughts, the two sides quickly moved along the edge of the street and headed north.

    Because the sky has been blocked by the thick black clouds like lead blocks, and the relationship between the black clouds and the immobility makes it difficult to feel the passage of time, as if living in a fixed world.

    "This is..." walking, I suddenly saw a head.

    The broken part of the head is uneven. It can be seen at a glance that it was forcibly bitten by something with teeth. The expression of the head is hysterical fear and incomparable distortion. It is obvious that it has experienced great inhuman pain before death.

    These are not important. What makes Tang fan and Wang Meng silent is that this head is Wu Lida''s head.

    It seems that after being thrown into the street by the skeleton warrior, Wu Lida was found by the mutant creature before he left far. Then he was bitten off his neck. It is estimated that his body has been eaten.

    With a slight sigh, Tang fan converged his mind.

    Maybe it''s ten minutes, maybe two or three hours. Tang fan doesn''t know how long they''ve been out. There are many white skeletons along the way, but strangely, they haven''t encountered any mutant creatures or demons. Everything is so quiet and quiet, which makes people panic.

    I turned a street again. Suddenly, a harsh roar pierced the sky from a distance

    (the starting point does not fall, and the ticket collection is more than enough)