Fan Xiyuan felt that his throat was sweet. Although his feet were a little weak, he still turned around from behind. He tried hard to look stronger. He did not dare to look at Fang Yufan. The helpless despair was worse to him than death.

With discomfort.

"I know you're here, but I'm not talking about you," but the young man laughed out loud at him and said word by word to the other side of the wall: "It's him, your old dog!"

Old dog! My old dog?

Fan Xiyuan was startled when he heard this, and looked up. The young man had changed into a gloomy and terrifying expression. The old man who was deep in the wall did not move, his feet were still hanging exposed, and the blood flowing out had stained the wall red.

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Could this old man be the old yellow dog? He was still alive after being hit by the young man twice in a row? Fan Xiyuan secretly sweated in his heart. He began to hope that the old man could stand up again and continue to fight with the young man, so he

You can take Fang Yufan away and escape.

He glanced at Fang Yufan beside him. Under the weak light, his lenses were somewhat reflective and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"It's not that easy for you to die. If you die, he will be the next one to die!" The young man said, turning to Fan Xiyuan with a smile, and then said: "If your master dies, you will be waiting for this for thousands of years."

What is the value of keeping watch? You should know clearly what is more important or less important!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the feet outside the wall moved, and the young man showed a satisfied smile. At the moment when he smiled, his expression changed, and he tried to move but it was too late, because a yellow shadow suddenly appeared.

It fell from the sky and wrapped tightly around his body from behind.

"You bitch, how dare you plot against me!" The young man said with a stern voice.

This turn of events surprised Fan Xiyuan. He looked closely and saw that what was entangling the boy from behind was actually a kobold with yellow hair all over his body. He stood upright like a human and had a thick and big tail trailing behind him.

Judging from the face of this kobold, there are indeed some similarities with the old yellow dog.

The kobold roared, opened his mouth and bit the young man's neck, and then heard a cracking sound, the sound of crushing bones. The kobold flicked his neck and tore off a piece of meat from the young man's neck. The blood was like a waterfall.

Then, the kobold grabbed the boy's body and threw him to the ground. He jumped up and sat on him, and his fists hit his head like a storm.

The kobold clearly had the upper hand, but Fan Xiyuan had a more ominous premonition. This young man was so powerful before, and he was so invincible with every move he made. Why did the enemy succeed so easily now, even though he was so careless?

He lost all games, but this sentence was inappropriate for him. What conspiracy did he have? The more excited the kobold was in fighting and the more he left no room for anything, the more uneasy Fan Xiyuan felt.

Sure enough, the kobold suddenly closed its fists and jumped away from the young man quickly. Its chest rose and fell violently, and it gasped for air, as if it had exhausted all its strength. Despite this, its eyes never left the young man.

The young man actually got up. His body was slowly lifted up by an invisible force and floated in the air. Even though half of his head was blown off, his brain was still intact.

His squirming was clearly visible, and his entire face was sunken, but not only was he smiling, he was also smiling very freely.

"After thousands of years, there is only one person who can beat me to this extent. You could have been the second one, but it's a pity that you are just a dog, a bereaved dog without an owner!" The young man raised his head half way.

Head, not caring about his seriously injured body, continued: "I have no intention of telling you more. For a beast that has lost its soul, maybe letting you disappear early will be a relief!"

There seemed to be some regret in the young man's words, but this regret sounded different to others.

The kobold seemed unable to speak. It made a beeping sound in its throat, which was a bit like ultrasound. It was very fast and the bytes were denser. It was completely different from the previous sounds. Its furry hands were intertwined on its chest.

Shen seemed to be under tremendous pressure, shaking constantly, trying desperately to keep his hands crossed.

The wind picked up again. Fan Xiyuan's eyes were blurred by the dust, and he found that the ghosts on the platform began to tremble, and their faces turned from white to green. They crowded together, not knowing what was going to happen, and they were terrified. And next to them, they were so scared that they didn't know what was going to happen.

Fang Yufan was still kneeling among the corpses, unmoved.

The wind gradually became stronger, and the dust in the station became heavier and heavier. Some dirty things blew on Fan Xiyuan's face. He touched it with his hand and felt something strange. At first glance, it turned out to be yellow hair.

The hair on the kobold's hands has begun to fall off, and the skin on his fingers has burst. This seems to be caused by that invisible force. What on earth is it going to do?

"Old dog, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?" The young man shook his half-missing head, and the blood dripped out like soup spilled from a bowl. He smiled coldly.

: "If you open the door to annihilation rashly like this, won't the souls behind you also have to be reincarnated for eternity? Isn't this the legacy entrusted to you by your master?"

The kobold didn't answer. The fangs he bared had already bitten his jaw, and the sound coming out of his throat was not affected at all. The hair on his hands had almost completely fallen off, and had even cracked, turning the flesh and bleeding.

"Do you think that I will be defeated again and again by such a small trick? Today is different from the past. How can it be difficult for me to get through the world-destroying door?"

Before the boy finished speaking, the kobold opened his mouth and let out a heart-rending roar. His intertwined hands were parted to both sides, and a white light streaked through the middle. Then it opened wider and wider like a whirlpool, and under the light

There was endless darkness in the center. Then, the whole subway station was filled with strong winds, flying sand and rocks, and this darkness began to swallow everything up quickly like a magnet - the ghosts were crying and shouting one after another, but it was of no use, there was no entity.

They were sucked in like kites with broken strings, and what awaited them would be an eternity of reincarnation.

Fan Xiyuan rushed to Fang Yufan and dragged him to the stairs. However, Fang Yufan seemed to have lost his soul and had no consciousness. The gun in his hand drew a long line of blood on the ground.

At this time, the kobold was fighting with the boy again. The boy was obviously at an advantage, and

However, the kobold has a life-threatening style of play. No matter how vicious the young man's attacks are, he will take them all as soon as he is ordered, and he will not care if blood and flesh are everywhere. Within a few rounds, the young man's body was entangled by the kobold again.

Step by step, we are approaching the door of destruction.

"You bitch, how dare you..." The young man's face changed drastically, he roared, put his hands back together and struck, only to hear a muffled sound, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the head of the kobold was smashed to pieces.

Unfortunately, his idea came to nothing. The kobold seemed to be able to gather strength without its head, and jumped up with the young man. With the suction of the Gate of World Destruction, it was instantly swallowed up by the darkness. The Gate of World Destruction left the boy with a long and long sound.

And a shrill cry.

In an instant, the kobolds chose to die together without hesitation.

Fan Xiyuan was stunned and had no time to think about it. He saw that the suction force of the black hole was getting stronger and stronger. He was taking Fang Yufan with him. The two of them had no one to rely on. They were pulled closer and closer by the Gate of Destruction. He seemed to see

When he reached the endless darkness and the abyss of despair, there was no light and no hope. He secretly complained in his heart that not only could he not save Xiao Linzi this time, but he would never be reincarnated again.

Gradually, the muscles all over Fan Xiyuan's body became sore, and the strength of the muscles was slowly disappearing. The hands holding Fang Yufan were also slowly numb. Fan Xiyuan's nerves also began to relax. He began to despair, and memories that had been lost for many years began to flash back in his mind.

Before he died, those memories resurfaced before his eyes. In this short life, there had been excitement and despair, laughter and loss. Those relatives and friends...

He finally closed his eyes...

There was a deathly silence in the subway station. Bodies were lying around, and the blood stains had dried.

An unheard of battle had just happened here an hour ago. In the autumn season, these corpses that could no longer move had quickly stiffened, and the moisture in their bodies was slowly disappearing. Within twenty-four hours, they would be completely shriveled into

With their other appearances, how could anyone who was not familiar with them imagine what they looked like in life?

No one would have thought of that.

The wind is blowing.

There was a flash of light. A hole in the air was cut, and a man jumped out from the darkness of the air. He was naked, and his fair skin made his already thin body look even more skinny, but the lines of his body were smooth and smooth.

Each undulation was no more or less than just right; under the dim light, he slowly turned around, his waist-length hair blocking his face, but not his eyes.

Those eyes from hell.

The office of the Serious Case Section of the Municipal Public Security Bureau was brightly lit, no one was around, and it was quiet.

Quietly lying on Fang Yufan's desk was a very scrawled investigation report, which read -

The city subway was built in September 2004, completed and put into use in October 2007, which took three years and one month.
Chapter completed!