He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

"Sir, you haven't paid yet!"

Just as he was about to leave, the waiter's voice rang out from behind him, instantly shattering the imposing atmosphere that Henkel had painstakingly created.

"That swindler didn't even pay!" Han Gao gritted his teeth, took out his wallet, counted out a few RMB bills, and handed them to the waiter.

……

On the other side of the city.

Dressed casually and carrying a golf bag, Chu Zihang arrived at the largest subway station in Beijing.

Chu Zihang originally wanted to visit the Forbidden City, which was said to be haunted. Sometimes, people would see palace maids from the late Qing Dynasty carrying lanterns walking across the walls, which was even reported in newspapers and caused quite a stir.

For ordinary people, such paranormal phenomena may just be topics of conversation over tea, but for hybrid species that study dragons, these supernatural phenomena are generally closely related to dragons.

Therefore, Chu Zihang's original destination should have been the Forbidden City, but for some reason, he ended up at the subway station.

It was as if there was some kind of guidance from the unseen world!

It was around 7 p.m., during the evening rush hour. The subway station was bustling with people, and the crowds seemed endless.

In the crowded throng, Chu Zihang stood there expressionless. If you looked closely, you could see that the muscles in his face were twitching slightly.

Chu Zihang put his golf bag on the ground, then pressed hard on his right shoulder. Beneath his casual shirt, a mysterious mark was radiating an astonishing heat.

Ever since he escaped alive from that overpass during a torrential downpour nine years ago, Chu Zihang has had this mark on his body.

Over the years, this mysterious mark remained completely silent, so naturally, Chu Zihang gradually forgot about it.

But now, the mark is burning hot.

The heat emanating from the mark caused Chu Zihang pain. The handsome young man frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and tried to distract himself through meditation.

This method is indeed quite effective.

Soon, the burning hot mark slowly began to cool down, and the excruciating pain, like flesh being scraped, began to subside, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Chu Zihang didn't open his eyes. The noise of the subway station continued, but he felt something was missing. Or rather... something seemed to have changed.

The noise around him gradually faded away, as if the crowd was moving away from Chu Zihang, or perhaps it was Chu Zihang moving away from the crowd.

None of this matters.

As silence gradually descended, Chu Zihang opened his eyes. The subway station was now completely empty. The platform, which had been packed just minutes before, now resembled a ghost town, devoid of any human presence.

In the vast subway station, only the pale white energy-saving lights overhead flickered faintly.

The mutations have not stopped!

Before Chu Zihang could react, a pale green wind carrying a thin layer of white mist blew in from afar.

Wherever the green breeze reaches, time seems to flow backward! Under the influence of the green breeze, the energy-saving lights installed on the ceiling of the subway station have been transformed into incandescent bulbs that radiate heat outward.

The Roman tiles on the walls gradually turned into mottled green paint, emitting an unpleasant musty smell...

The only thing that hadn't changed much in the entire subway station was probably the steel rail in front of Chu Zihang.

The scene before him was truly bizarre, but Chu Zihang wasn't easily frightened. He had seen something like this nine years ago!

The difference is that back then it was an elevated bridge shrouded in white fog, but now... it's a dimly lit subway tunnel.

Chu Zihang was well aware that he had once again entered Nibelungen, a mysterious country known as the "Land of the Dead," which was like a joke to him.

While others only have a path to take but no way out, he can freely oscillate between reality and Nibelungen.

"I guess you could call this a talent!" Chu Zihang chuckled silently, then his expression turned serious: "Well then, you pitiful souls, let me help you find peace!"

Chu Zihang gently untied the golf bag, and inside was not a golf club, but a samurai sword that gleamed with a sharp, cold light.

The long sword, Murasame, is a legendary demon sword!

Holding his weapon, Chu Zihang stared intently into the depths of the subway tunnel. After a slight tremor, two pale white beams of light shot out from the darkness.

A moment later, several dilapidated green carriages silently came to a stop in front of Chu Zihang. Through the dusty windows, one could vaguely see that the carriages were crowded with "passengers".

These shadowy figures remained completely silent throughout, and the entire carriage exuded an ominous atmosphere.

Chu Zihang gently unbuttoned his shirt, then gripped the long knife tightly in his hand, and walked slowly but firmly into the eerie carriage...

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104 Tang Yu in Action

In a luxurious villa in Beijing, China.

Su Enxi, looking languid after taking a bubble bath, emerged from the bathroom wearing a light pink towel.

Su Enxi held a towel in her hand, wiping her still-damp long hair, and asked, "Long Legs, how is the situation inside?"

"It's still under control." Mai said, eating potato chips while staring at the monitor in front of her.

"Little White Rabbit No. 2 seems to be in a relatively stable mood. Just five minutes ago, this killer was carrying a knife and single-handedly slaughtering Deadpool through three green train carriages."

"Is it that strong?" Su Enxi was somewhat surprised.

"Have you forgotten what the emotionless girl thought of him?" Mai tossed a handful of potato chips into her mouth. "The emotionless girl doesn't praise others. Even she said she might not be able to beat Little White Rabbit Number Two, so..."

Mai didn't continue. Su Enxi was a smart person; she knew that was enough.

After a moment's thought, Su Enxi suddenly realized, "What a dragon in human skin! By the way, where is our Little White Rabbit Number One?"

"Little White Rabbit No. 1... The boss said he's in charge of getting Little White Rabbit No. 1 in."

"Didn't they tell us to stop this plan? Why is he getting involved himself again?" Su Enxi muttered under her breath.

"Men are all like eels, how can you, a potato chip girl, not understand such a simple and easy-to-understand truth! Look, Little White Rabbit Number One!"

On the monitor, Lu Mingfei's figure flashed by. Judging from his slightly distorted movements, the child seemed to be being chased by something terrifying.

……

Lu Mingfei felt like his lungs were about to explode!

Every breath brought unimaginable pain; every part of my body was protesting to my brain; my heart was pounding like an overloaded generator.

If Lu Mingfei weren't a descendant of dragon blood, he might have already gone into shock due to his rapid heart rate.

thump……

Lu Mingfei didn't know how far he had run. When he was completely exhausted and his body could no longer exert any strength, he collapsed to the ground.

Waves of pain surged through his body, but Lu Mingfei's consciousness remained exceptionally clear.

When thinking about a problem, the lazy kid always scratches his head habitually, but this time, despite his best efforts, he couldn't lift his aching arm. So he could only slump on the ground, staring at the dark red stone bricks above him, pondering:

"Strange, why should I run? It's just an ordinary little devil. Come to think of it... I really did think of myself as Faust!"

Lu Mingfei chuckled self-deprecatingly, for some reason, the previous scene kept flashing through his mind:

Deep in the dark alley, a little boy in a stiff little suit was looking at him with a strange expression, his pupils gleaming with a bright gold in the darkness. The boy stared fixedly at Lu Mingfei, and a resounding sound, as grand as a bronze bell, echoed from all directions.

“Brother, one day we will step onto that throne again. This fire… has burned for far too long…”

It was clearly just a riddle that only a riddle teller could utter, a riddle that made no sense at all. Most people probably wouldn't care about it at all, but Lu Mingfei felt a sense of fear for no reason.

Every cell in his body was screaming for him to stay away from this seemingly harmless little devil.

So Lu Mingfei ran away, ran to a godforsaken place that even he himself didn't know where it was...

After lying paralyzed on the cold ground for an unknown amount of time, Lu Mingfei's exhausted body finally regained a little strength. He struggled to sit up, took his phone out of his pocket, and muttered something under his breath.

"Luckily, I bought a new phone with my scholarship last week. I need to check out the map app right away, it has to be working properly!"

The moment the phone screen lit up, Lu Mingfei felt a chill run down his spine.

No signal...

Three small white characters appeared at the top of the screen, completely thwarting Lu Mingfei's attempt to view the map.

"I'd better ask someone for directions! But this place is a bit strange, it looks... like buildings from the last century. I remember I was definitely running towards the city center, am I seeing ghosts?"

Lu Mingfei chuckled self-deprecatingly, "How could that be..."

But soon, he lost his voice.

He really saw a ghost!

woohoo...

A gust of cold wind blew by, carrying a newspaper that exuded an aura of tattered decay. As if it had a life of its own, the newspaper floated in the air for a few moments before landing precisely on Lu Mingfei's face.

"I go!!"

Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise. As he frantically pulled the newspaper off his face, he suddenly realized that the newspaper was published in 1981.

Looking around at his surroundings, Lu Mingfei seemed to understand something.

"Holy crap, have I really time-traveled? Please, at least let me go back so I can check the winning lottery numbers..."

Lu Mingfei's voice, tinged with helplessness and a hint of fear, echoed in the darkness, carrying far and wide...

……

On the other side, Tang Yu, who was enjoying skewers at the food street, put a large skewer of mutton into his mouth. While chewing, he took out his phone and dialed the number at the top of his contact list.

After a few rings, a pleasant female voice came through the receiver: "Hello, the number you dialed is not in service area. Please try again later. Sorry..."

"It seems that Senior Brother with the expressionless face has already gone in! Then, Little Dragon Girl should be inside as well."

Tang Yu tried dialing a different number, and sure enough, he still heard China Mobile's answering tone.

"Looks like that awkward couple is already inside, so I should get moving too! But... should I call that idiot Lu Mingfei too? Oh well, he won't die anyway..."

Tang Yu quickly devoured the skewers in front of him, then, patting his round belly, went to a corner of the alley.

"Iska, get up and get to work! Sleep all day, sleep all day, wake up and have some fun!"

In Tang Yu's consciousness space, the purple dragon sleeping in the vast starry sea slowly opened its eyes, and a dazzling gold flashed briefly in its majestic vertical pupils...

"All you do is bother me every day!" Little Dragon cursed and waved its claws. The next second, it appeared on Tang Yu's shoulder.

Of course, only Tang Yu himself could see this little purple dragon.

"Iska, take me to Nibelungen here," Tang Yu said softly to the little purple dragon on his shoulder.

"Fine, fine! I was born to be a busybody. When I was alive, dragon-slaying warriors wanted to fight me every day. Even in death, I can't get a peaceful night's sleep!"