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Rilun watched the battle patiently.

Mr. Lan's ability is sufficient, but he doesn't have any practical moves, what he fights back and forth is strength.So the fights don't look flashy, and ignoring the variety of moves the Mo brothers put out, he looks like he's throwing his palms over and over again.

One palm and one punch are powerful enough to punch out.The glass on the entire first floor of the office has been shattered long ago, and half of the outer wall has also been blown down, exposing the reinforced concrete.From time to time, some stationery, computers, water glasses and so on flew past the head of the sun wheel.

The four brothers of the Mo family fought two by two, exhausting Mr. Lan's physical strength.This is a wise way of fighting.Mr. Lan was seriously injured, relying entirely on his physical strength to support him. Once his physical strength was exhausted, he could only be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Now he couldn't run, he was beaten and dragged and beaten, he didn't see any advantage, and there was no helper to rescue him, the more he fought, the worse he became, and his own fighting psychology was also greatly affected.

Rilun looked at it coldly for a while, and then let out a dissatisfied "tss".There is no chance of turning around, this guy is almost at the critical point.

Sure enough, not long after, with the big move jointly released by the boss and the fourth of the Mo family, countless spirit butterflies turned into death bees and surrounded Mr. Lan who was exhausted layer by layer. The energy suckers are collectively eating up the remaining power of Mr. Lan.

Rilun rubbed his chin.The overall situation is settled!He didn't follow up to share the fruits of victory, but just waited quietly aside.

Half an hour later, the swarm of dead bees dispersed, and a withered body fell heavily on the ground. All the spiritual power in his body was sucked out, and even a big hole was dug out in his abdomen. There is no trace of that adult anymore.

It didn't take long for him to fall down, and he only had to breathe out, not to breathe in.

The four brothers of the Mo family got the benefits from him, and the aura around them became a higher level.

The four patted their bellies contentedly, all very satisfied.

"Okay, okay, let's go back to work. It's almost time." The sky outside has been completely opaque, and it has become darker than the night.He had a strong premonition that it was almost time.

Mr. Ke is ready.

"Don't eat him?" Mo Luo asked the other three brothers.

"If you want to eat it, you can eat it. It's already so dry, and it's useless to eat it if you don't have spiritual power." The brothers humbled each other.

"Since you don't want to eat, let's go!" The sun wheel now has some bad shadows on the word "eat".It will remind me of the story about that world told by Cologne, and the story about "eating".

Several people packed up and left the way they came from.

After they left, the wind blew in from all directions, rolling up a large amount of waste paper in the office into the air, like snowflakes, and like funeral paper money being sprinkled by someone.

Mr. Lan's body remained in place like that, and he still had one last breath that he couldn't bear to swallow.

Injustice, resentment.

There was a strong knock on the door, followed by the sound of heavy and sticky footsteps walking slowly and tentatively towards him.

The last thing he saw in his eyes was Li Mufei's face covered with stinky saliva. The other party was squatting beside him, and his two yellow inorganic vertical pupils stared at him coldly and mercilessly.

He remembered what he said to the other party not long ago: "In case you fail, I will eat you... I will take you over there to have a look."

When the other party opened his swarthy mouth to him, the last sentence that remained in his mind was this sentence—how ironic!

Nie Fengxuan safely escorted several humans who were attacked by berserkers along the way to the nearest temporary base, and left without waiting for them to stay.

Walking on the empty streets, watching the devastated city gradually sinking into darkness in the last twilight, something different suddenly appeared in his heart.

He had imagined such a scene countless times.When it happened before his eyes, it was not as "exciting" as he imagined.

He traveled all the way from south to north, with a very clear destination - Dragon City.

Ke Luolin was there, Bai Yang was there, and his home was there.

What he pursued all his life was to be able to become a "legend" in history writing like Corollin, and now it seems that this wish is doomed to fail.There is a feeling that no matter how many chances are given to him, it will not come true.

He woke up this time inexplicably feeling that he seemed to have experienced this kind of world-like "catastrophe" more than once, and sometimes some images flashed inexplicably.

He returned to Dragon City because he also wanted to personally witness the last "legend" that Ke Luolin left to this world. It would be a completely different mood when he could see the doomsday coming and the miracle happened.

Along the way, Nie Fengxuan helped some people along the way.He had only been in contact with people briefly before, and the only human being he had "deep" contact with was Bai Yang.Usually he regards people as little ants that are randomly crushed to death. Killing them is his mentality in the past. Now when he rescues them, his heart is calm and his mind is empty.

Arriving at Dragon City, the sky had already become blacker than ink.

The lighting in the city can still be used. After dark, behind every lit light is one or a group of awake people.These people don't know how beautiful the lights they turn on in this endless world of darkness are when they light up.

Ke Luolin stood on the top of "Xiaolong Mountain" and overlooked the gradually lit up city in the distance, the dazzling light like stars reflected in his eyes.

"It's almost time." He looked at the rays of light that converged and spread like a river, and said softly.

Bai Yang held his hand tightly, "Take me away! I want to go with you."

"Maybe, you can come with me, or maybe, you can't." Ke Luolin couldn't guarantee that he would be able to take Bai Yang away.

Bai Yang is an exception, the biggest exception created by this world.Some things that happened to him, Cologne himself can not fully explain, he is really not sure whether he can take him away.

In his heart...in fact, he had other plans.

When was the time Mr. Ke said he took them away?Is there a specific letter of approval?Is there still a chance to go back and pack the bags now?

Variant people from all over the world have such thoughts in their hearts.

Then, suddenly, the moment came, and they all knew it for themselves.

Time is up.

time to go!

There are still things left unanswered, things left unpacked, friends and family left unsaid... none of that matters anymore.

The mutants collectively stopped what they were doing before, focused their gazes in the same direction, and after standing still for more than ten seconds, they seemed to be attracted and manipulated by something, and slowly moved towards that place. go.

In the courtyard of Ding's family, Ding Yin, who was still holding his baby in his arms one second to coax his son, was frozen in place the next second. With his wife's panicked expression, he struggled with the last ounce of reason and stuffed his son to his wife, and then Walk outside mechanically.

"Daddy! Daddy!!!" The little girl felt uncomfortable, and called her father a few times coquettishly, and then there were also signs, and the little face was dazed for a moment, and then she dragged her feet step by step behind Ding Yin.

"Ding Yin! Ding Yin!!!" The man went to stop Ding Yin first, but he bypassed him.He went to grab his daughter again, but the little girl didn't react much after being stopped, she still put on a walking posture and kept waving her hands and legs.

Where is it that Ding Yin can decide whether to leave by himself?Corollin said, if you take everything away, that's all, nothing less.

The man stopped his daughter from going to Latin India's clothes again, but Ding Yin's strength was too great, he couldn't move it with one hand, and was dragged forward by the other party.

The baby in the swaddle suddenly started to cry. In the past, whenever he cried, Ding Yin would appear with a smile no matter where he was, and hug him like a baby to coax him.

Now the son was crying out of breath, but the green-eyed man didn't seem to hear him at all, and just kept walking outside.

The man couldn't hold him and hug his daughter at the same time. Ding Yin's strength was too strong, and he tore the clothes abruptly, without turning back from the beginning to the end.

The man gritted his teeth, glanced back and forth between Ding Yin's back and the two children in his arms, and had an idea.

He picked up the two children and ran indoors, ran to the basement in one breath, put the two children in a big iron cage and locked them up, turned around and ran outside.

He wants to protect his children, but also his partner.

Even if it's beating, dragging, carrying, or hugging him, he must stay with his man.

He ran out of the house in a hurry, looked around quickly, but there was no trace of Ding Yin.

Before that moment came, Nie Fengxuan felt that something was not right, his black hand was releasing energy violently, and the sudden heat almost set his body on fire.

He had a premonition that when the time came, everything might not go as he wished.

Time freezes, more than half of his brain has been hypnotized by something, and the only reason he can maintain a little bit of sobriety is because of his black hand.

This little bit of clear consciousness can't drive him to control his body. At this moment, like many variants and "new species" that suddenly come out around him, he is moving towards one place and one direction, unconsciously. walk over.

It was a call from a voice deep in the mind, calling them—to set foot on their way home.

Unable to control his footsteps no matter what, Nie Fengxuan realized that he would not be able to stay in this world that he missed so much and tried to conquer, so he gave up the slightest struggle.

The various buildings in the city, the suburban countryside outside the city, the deep mountains and wild forests farther away... More and more guys who were about to set foot on their way back came out.

It was a small area at the beginning, and gradually turned into a large area, looking at regions, countries, and the world...that is the number of tens or millions.

As they walked towards the direction where Cologne was, the energy on their bodies was more or less large or small, and they were all gathering in the same direction.

Overwhelming numbers, transcending power, breaking through time and space, and leaving the lower realm to go to the upper realm can appear.