End Times Dust Light

   "It turned out to be you! I misunderstood, I thought I found a horse thief, I'm sorry! Why are you sleeping here, don't you have a place to sleep?"

The person who was beaten on the ground was Lu Ziming. He lowered his head as if he had done something wrong. Perhaps he pretended to be extremely scared at this time, but he didn’t, and he couldn’t pretend, and said calmly: "I can’t find a place to sleep. , It’s quiet here, I like to sleep here".

  The man laughed loudly: "You Han people are so weak, you only deserve to sleep in the stables", then he laughed and disappeared into the rain and fog.

  "Bah", Lu Ziming took a sip of blood. When Wendona passed by, he noticed a sharp look in her eyes and made him more cautious.

  When the man appeared at the door of the stable, he realized that someone wanted to test himself, and that it was Wendona's group. He can choose to resist, the strength of that person is not high, he can completely subdue him before he takes the shot, but what about in the future? I can't tell if I appeared in the valley. If I find out that I have killed the Wolf King again, I am afraid that the hunt will follow.

  He just wants to leave here as soon as possible. The people and things here are just passing by, and too many pictures will only increase the pain.

  Wendona's temptation is nothing more than to prove that she is a capable person. Fortunately, the energy in her body is almost exhausted, and she can't detect it even if she wants to test it.

  He still had no use to figure out why Wendona and the others were entangled in killing the wolf king, and they would leave sooner or later. It is estimated that the words of a Han Chinese are not as effective as Zhuoma's words. Will they be stupidly publicized everywhere?

  Lu Ziming didn’t know, Zhuoma was going through a life-and-death test just when he couldn’t find the answer by himself.

   Zhuoma's physique is already in the second-tier peak state, and according to Lu Ziming's speculation, he will soon reach the third-tier. Lu Ziming had forgotten that Dolma had eaten a large amount of dark meat during this period, and coupled with the more than 20 grams of enhanced meat obtained from zombie creatures, Dolma had just reached the critical point of Tier 3 physique.

Lu Ziming only thought that strengthening meat could help Zhuoma quickly recover from his injuries, but he forgot that Zhuoma’s second-tier peak physique, from the second to the third, the cells in the body have to go through the process of compression and expansion again and again, even one Normal people may not be able to bear it, let alone Zhuoma who has been injured.

  Dolma had a fever, cold sweat on her head, and her whole body flushed like a cooked shrimp, scared Dolma’s mother at a loss, so she asked Wendona for help in a hurry.

"What's the matter, wasn't Dolma okay when I left?" Wendona went straight to Dolma and touched Dolma's hot head. In this tent, she could also be the master. .

This problem is too difficult for Zhuoma’s mother. It just happened to have a good day. Such a thing happened and made Zhuoma’s mother believe that she is a sinner and should stay in a dark and humid tent. Otherwise, why would Changshengtian punish his son?

   "I don't know! Wendonna save Dolma!"

  In the last days, medicine is more expensive than gold. Not to mention whether anti-fever medicine can be found in the camp, even if there is, others will not be willing to take it out to save a shepherd's baby.

  "First let Dolma cool down with water, I will think of a way."

   Zhuoma lying on the ground may have been burnt, and she kept chanting: "I want to be a real warrior. Only when the heart is strong can I be truly strong, Anda! I won't let you down."

Zhuoma's mother wiped Zhuoma's body with water to cool down, and heard Zhuoma's nonsense: "Wendona, this child wants to be a warrior on the prairie. Ma is innocent...".

   Wendona sighed, stroking Zhuoma’s hot forehead and said: "Live, you must live! Zhuoma, have you heard?"

  She knows Zhuoma's stubborn character very well. This kid is going crazy if she wants to be a warrior. But who can blame all this? The cruel reality, the sudden virus broke the original order. Under the cruel new order, a new hierarchical system is gradually taking shape. The ruler is still at the top, the folks are still struggling at the bottom, and the sudden emergence of capable people is changing. In fact, nothing can change his status.

  The so-called warrior trials are not simple on the surface. No one knows whether the legendary holy sword really exists. The virus has not only changed human beings, but also other animals, such as war horses. The threat of hot weapons is fading away. Some people are already impatient and hope to expand their influence through the opportunity of the Warriors Trials. Some camps have chosen to cooperate. Some camps have taken a **** annexation, and a new storm is brewing.

   Zhuo Ma, who is struggling at the bottom, knows better than anyone what the capable means, and only Lu Ziming can understand him.

   "Is Wendona here, come out?"

Wendona walked out of the tent and stood in the rain. A young man stood opposite her. He whispered in her ear: "I went to the test just now. It is a rubbish. I can't stop even a punch. Are we too Be careful".

Wendona frowned slightly and looked up at the lightning flashing in the sky. The rain fell on her fair and delicate face, and a strand of wet green silk stuck to the sharply contoured lips. "It's better to be careful, Daltai. Some can't help but jump out. Taiji's attitude is changing. If Bala wins the title of the first warrior, I am afraid it will bring a **** storm to the camp."

  She is not sensational, Taiji is already old, and the heir would compete between Seltan and Daltai, but now the situation has reversed. The victory of Daltai means that the camp's foreign policy will change from being moderate to killing, which Wendona and others don't want to see.

   "Wendona, why must we find the person who killed the Wolf King? Isn't it a bad situation now?"

  At the beginning, it was said that Celtan killed the Wolf King, but he wanted to gain the right to rule the camp. Who knew that Taiji had turned back and the plan had to be changed. If the wolf king was really killed by Celtan, the matter would end here, but the matter of killing the wolf king is not so simple.

   Wendona was very contradictory. She hoped that the wolf king was killed by Celtan and that there was someone else. Of course, it was not necessary for Lu Ziming, the Han Chinese, to admit that now someone needs to stand up and confront Daltai.

   "Go, let's talk to Su Liqing and the others?"

   "Crack!"

Wendona had just walked a few steps, and a flash of lightning fell from the sky behind him, instantly shining the entire camp as daylight. Wendona and the young man were temporarily blind, and there was a buzzing sound in their ears, and the whole person seemed to have been beaten. A sap, stood there blankly.

After a long time, a mournful cry came from behind Wendona. She looked back blankly. The tent behind her ignited a raging fire. Dolma’s mother rushed out of the burning tent holding Dolma and kneeled in the rain. In the ground, with his hands raised above his head, he was extremely pious and confessed to the sky, Zhuoma on the ground in front of him was already scorched.