Apocalyptic Dark Age

The biting cold wind blew Luo Xing's cheeks, and layers of snow-white frost condensed on her hair and eyebrows. Her whole body was trembling in the cold. The trembling movement finally made Gao Feng realize it. When she turned her head, she saw Luo Xing who was like a snowman. .

At this moment, Gao Feng had already jumped over the wall and was only half way to his destination. However, Luo Xing was about to freeze to death at a low temperature of dozens of degrees below zero. Gao Feng was angry in his heart. He had never seen such a shameless woman, but he Unable to really freeze her to death, she couldn't help but lower her height and fall to the ground.

The ground was completely white. The moment he landed on the peak, his feet stepped into the knee-deep white snow. The star behind him couldn't hold on, so he let go of his arms and fluttered into the snow and fainted.

Looking at the gray-looking Luo Xing wrapped in animal skins on the ground, Gao Feng recalled how cute and bright she looked when he first saw her, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Not to mention that this girl had a deep mind, at least she was very Perseverance, a person who is so persistent that he doesn't even care about his life, is admirable. Compared with Luo Xing's persistence, the decadence before the peak does seem petty.

The cracked metal revealed the red little face of the bloody girl. She took a deep breath of cold fresh air and turned her attention to the planet on the ground. She was not surprised, but looked around at the new environment. For a simple child, , they can easily distinguish who is really good to them, which is amazing, but they can always intuitively detect whether the other person has a purpose for her.

The little girl seemed to have grown up on the peak and refused to come down. The peak was also hers. She leaned over to pick up Luo Xing, straightened her waist and looked around. She fell a little too fast just now and forgot to see the general surroundings clearly. Under the white snow In the ground, he lost his way.

Soon, Gao Feng found an iconic thing, a curl of white smoke. This white smoke was looming and easily ignored among the snowflakes, but Gao Feng found it easily. Where there is smoke, there is fire. He fainted from the cold. What Planet needs most is fire...

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit his face painfully. Gao Feng lowered his head as much as possible to let the wind and snow pass. The star in his arms was tightly covered by him. The little Lolita behind him was wrapped in a metal back shield and clung to her. He fell asleep on his back. If it weren't for his metal shaping ability, it would be difficult for Gao Feng to carry two people at the same time.

Walking on the white snow, the peak caused the metal of the foot floor to expand into a square steel plate, so that it would not sink deeply into the snow. The walking speed also accelerated a lot, and I was at the foot of the mountain. The snow completely loosened up, allowing him to fall into the deep pit below mixed with the white snow.

This was not the first time that Gao Feng fell into a pit. Even though the incident happened suddenly, he did not panic. Instead, he quickly adjusted his posture and landed on his head as much as possible, otherwise he would crush the Loli behind him. The branches were entangled around the peak, and after more than ten seconds, they fell into a pile of soft and cold snow. Before he could get up, he heard a cry of surprise...

The exclamations were all the wails of men. Gao Feng's head was still stuck in the snowdrift and he heard the exclamation. Before he could pull his head up, his body was like a peacock spreading its tail, with sharp long swords stretched out to form a fan. Wrapping himself up is his protection in unknown situations.

The exclamation turned into a scream, and with panicked and rapid breathing, a stream of hot blood sprayed on the snow in front of Feng Feng. The hot blood melted the ice and snow like boiling water, and like a dye, it quickly dyed the white snow in front of him. Feng Feng Holding Luoxing in his arms, he finally broke free from the snow nest. When he looked up, he saw more than a dozen frail men retreating. Behind them was an earth wall covered with fine sand, but they didn't notice it yet. They just wanted to Squeeze yourself into the earth wall.

The sharp sword stretched out from the peak was like a hedgehog's long thorns forming a ring to wrap around him. A frightened man was being impaled on the sword. The sword happened to be inserted from his right shoulder and came out from behind, with bright red blood flowing down it. The blade of the sharp sword slowly flowed down, leaving a large bright red pit on the snowdrift.

With a "swish" sound, all the sharp swords disappeared. The man pierced by the peak fell to the ground, breathing short white air from his mouth, rolling his eyes and convulsing all over his body. He lost a lot of blood and took away a lot of body temperature, although the wound was not fatal. , but left the weak him in a dying state, about to die.

No one dared to step forward to block his wounds. They all moved back as much as possible, not even daring to shout, for fear that the peak would kill them all.

Gao Feng glanced at the group of frightened and frail men, frowned, carefully put down the Doomsday Star, stepped forward and turned the injured man over. At a glance, he saw that his face was whiter than snow, and there was a kind of blue in the white. .

Asking himself that he still couldn't kill innocent people, Gao Feng took out the healing medicine from his waist and poured it all on the man's wounds. He then tore off the lining of his underwear and quickly bandaged the man, although he didn't let the man immediately He jumped up from the ground, but stopped the blood from gushing out.

"Who are you?" Gao Feng grabbed a handful of white snow and wiped the blood from the injury, frowning and looking at the men with trembling legs around him.

"Sir..., sir, we are escaped indentured slaves. Are you here to catch us?"

Seeing that Gao Feng was not a master who would kill people at every turn, these men became a little bolder. Some of them looked for a way to escape with flickering eyes, and some showed sad expressions. Only the oldest guy Dare to talk to Gao Feng.

"I'm not here to arrest you..., how did you escape from the Desolate Man?"

Gao Feng knew the identities of these people at that time, and said casually, reassuring these desolate people that at least it was not as bad as they thought. There was something wrong with Gao Feng. The old man did not dare not say it, but he first glanced at the other men in a warning manner. After taking a look, he was about to speak to Gao Feng. This small move immediately made Gao Feng unhappy.

"We attacked the tribe that suddenly appeared behind. The deserters failed in that battle. When we retreated, no one cared about us. We ran away on our own. There was no way to survive and we waited here to die..."

The old man said he was waiting for death, but he did not show a sad expression. For them, choosing to die here was better than being killed for no reason by the deserters. At least they were free to choose the way of death.

"How many of you are there?"

While Gao Feng was talking, the other men couldn't help but look at the hole above their heads.

"I wonder who you are, sir?"

The old man did not answer, but instead asked Gao Feng's identity, his eyes were a little fiery, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"The tribe you attack is mine..."

One sentence made all the men restless. Although no one dared to speak out, the fear and panic in their eyes all turned into hope.

"Sir, we are from the Western Tribe. All the men from the entire Western Tribe are here..."

The old man suddenly felt sad in his heart, and muddy tears lingered in his eyes. Gao Feng was not surprised, and he had no sympathy. Besides the people of the Western Wilderness, could there be anyone else who could be the slave of the wilderness?

"Our previous tribe was destroyed by the deserters. The leaders and tribal warriors were sent to the southern wilderness and never came back. I am the elder of the former tribe who manages farming, Shupizi. These people are all still alive in my former tribe. people…”