Cao Yanbing and Cao Xuanliang left...

They left Raksha Street again, just like they did back then.

Now they have only one goal in their hearts.

Become stronger!

Become strong enough!
Strong enough to be the Soul Requiem of Rakshasa Street!
Strong enough to avenge the dead sister Xiaorou!

The two brothers stood by the side of the road, looking at the gate of Luocha Street, just like they did back then.

Jiawen: I really look forward to the two brothers getting stronger and coming back for revenge! (Continent of Valoran).

Galen: Yeah, I can't wait... (Valoran).

Xin Zhao: So anxious to see the two brothers grow up, why don't we just go up to the mountain?It's the same world anyway. (Continent of Valoran).

The barrage of the three of them slowly flashed across the Ten Thousand Realms projection.

But not too many people care, more people care about the two brothers.

Time flies, a few years later...

The two brothers returned to Raksha Street again!

Several evil spirits surrounded an old man, stuffed him into a roller and kicked him back and forth, like kicking a rubber ball.

"Please...please..."

The old man climbed out of the drum, pleading weakly.

But it's okay if you don't ask for it. Once you ask for it, the evil spirit's interest will be even higher.

"Hahahaha!"

"Haven't you turned into an evil spirit yet?"

"This is the most persistent undead I've ever seen!"

"Let's do another round, hahaha!"

All the evil spirits laughed and stuffed the old man in again, kicking it around like a football.

Upstairs, two undead poked their heads out, watching everything that happened.

But there is nothing they can do...

After all, you can't beat the evil spirits.

"unacceptable!"

"Don't worry about it, we can't protect ourselves, we can't manage it anymore."

The evil spirit downstairs laughed again after a round of kicking.

"One more round!"

Suddenly, on the dim street lamp, a person jumped down and stopped the roller firmly with one foot!
The evil spirit was stunned, how dare an undead jump in front of them?
Do you want to die or don't want to live?

"Who are you!"

but……

The two undead upstairs seemed to recognize it.

The old man in the drum slowly climbed out, but when he looked up and saw the child in front of him, he was stunned.

Familiar clothes, familiar hair, familiar scarves...

"You're back!"

"roll!"

The old man crawled out in a panic, and hurried to a safe place.

"Ugh! The brat of the Cao family!"

"What do you mean? It's just a child!"

"You came late, I don't know, this kid is a spirit guide!"

"He has a guardian spirit?!"

The evil spirits talked endlessly, and when they realized that the little ghost in front of them had a guardian spirit, fear appeared on their faces.

guardian spirit...

They can't beat it!
"Guardian?"

After hearing this word, Cao Xuanliang slowly raised his head, looked at the three evil spirits with disdain, and said calmly.

"Three scumbags?"

"do you need?"

After the words fell, he rushed towards the three evil spirits.

Like wolves entering a herd of sheep, they began to kill wildly!

In just a short moment, the three evil spirits came to the end.

"Go and tell your master!"

"The master of Raksha Street is back!"

At this moment, not only the evil spirits went crazy, but even the undead went crazy.

They were crazy with joy!
After waiting for so many years, I finally have a savior!
"General Cao's son is back!"

"General Cao's son is back!"

Many undead rushed to the streets and began to tell each other happily.

At this moment, the lights in the originally dark street were turned on one after another, and many people poked their heads out to look at the shouting teenager.

"General Cao's son is back to challenge General Lu!"

"We are saved!"

"We have hope!"

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