The Last Train to Hell

The smile on his face just now turned into disbelief and a little despair.

The cross suspended in the air fell to the ground with a snap.

Several of the colorful gems on it also fell off, which made people feel sad.

Such good gems should be able to sell for a lot of money when they are brought back to China.

I don’t know why I would still think about these things in such a panic.

Of course, this thought was just a fleeting thought. I was not stupid enough to start being greedy at this time.

I pulled the sword fairy out of the priest’s stomach without hesitation.

In order to speed up his death, I was afraid that he would not die thoroughly enough, so I added another sword in his throat.

I blocked all his words in my throat, and seeing him die with unwilling eyes, I felt a lot better in my heart.

It can be said that all the bad anger in my heart was also expressed.

I stood beside Duanmei, and tears began to flow down like a faucet with a valve turned on.

I don’t know whether I was crying for my fucked-up life or for the dead Lin Hualong.

Speaking of the relationship between me and Lin Hualong, it can definitely be regarded as both a teacher and a friend.

In the past few months when I drove the last bus on Route 14, he occupied most of my life.

It can be said that without his companionship, encouragement, and help at the beginning, it would be difficult for me to persist until now.

He had been played to death by Jinsuocheng for countless times.

But now he died in my hands and became a ghost under my sword, or even no ghost at all.

Because people in the Taoist sect have no souls after death, I watched the ghosts around me disappear in the room one by one.

Some walked into the cross, and some simply disappeared out of thin air.

There was no surprise, and I even said that I didn't care about these things.

As for the female ghost who attacked me just now, she was wearing a red dress.

Rather than a ghost, it seemed like a monster.

She was slapped away by Lin Hualong and never got up again.

At this moment, Duanmei walked up to her and added a sword without hesitation.

I saw that she had no breath on her side, and only Duanmei and the corpse were left in the whole secret room.

I really wanted to close Lin Hualong's eyes, but I didn't dare to touch him.

After all, I was sorry for him. I always felt that if I touched him now, it would be like mocking him.

But in addition to guilt, I felt something else in my heart. I felt from the bottom of my heart that something would happen next.

This ominous premonition has been lingering in my heart.

I squatted on the ground for five or six minutes, and Duanmei came over and patted my shoulder.

I know he is not a guy who is good at comforting people, but what he said at this moment really made me feel helpless.

"People are dead, and it's useless for you to squat here. In the Taoist sect, people have no chance of reincarnation, so no matter how long you squat here, it will be useless. Take your sword and leave this place quickly. If something pops up in a while and the situation is reversed, you really can't even cry."

I know that what Duanmei said is the truth, but this truth is a bit cruel to me.

But I can't say that Duanmei is wrong, so I stood up from the ground with the sword.

The sword seemed to sense my thoughts, and now it turned into that small wooden dagger.

It looked very ordinary.

I remember that when the man in the suit gave it to me, he just said he would lend it to me.

I didn't expect that later, by chance, my blood would enter the dagger.

The man in the suit said a lot of strange things at that time. In general, this dagger has a great origin and asked me to cherish it.

I really didn't take it seriously at that time, after all, I had a magic weapon of Yizhuang in my hand.

Whether it was the incense burner or the bell, or the small axe, they all looked much more powerful than this dagger.

Now it seems that there is only one sentence to describe this dagger, 'You can't judge a person by his appearance, and you can't measure the sea by a bucket. '

This thing really has a great origin.

I put it in my pocket and wanted to take Lin Hualong's body out.

But it's definitely not very convenient to carry his body at night, and we have to climb over the wall in a while.

The main reason was that I was worried that if I was found walking on the street with such a corpse, Duanmei and I would definitely be arrested by the police.

Although I don’t know what kind of punishment will be given for killing someone here.

But for the two of us, it’s better not to cause trouble in a foreign country.

Just after taking two steps outside, the road that Duanmei and I came in was suddenly blocked by a stone.

This stone slab appeared inexplicably, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Then a low laugh came from behind us. The laugh was not bad, and it even made people feel strangely pleasant.

I didn’t need to think about it to know that something must have happened again. I turned around with a numb and helpless face.

I saw a man behind us, dressed gorgeously, who looked about 30 years old.

He was dressed seriously, and there was not a single wrinkle on his suit. When he stood there, he was completely a typical successful person.

His hair was combed meticulously, and it seemed that he had waxed it.

He was holding a cup with bloody red liquid in it. This was a standard appearance. What else could I not understand?

This guy is a vampire.

We dealt with the priest, so the vampire appeared.

What will happen next after we solve the vampire?

Tonight, Duanmei and I are destined to fight through all kinds of difficulties.

In the struggles, we seek a glimmer of hope.

If I had faced the vampire a long time ago, I would have been excited and terrified.

After all, he is a mythical creature, but now because of Lin Hualong's death, it is more or less a thrill for me.

There is no big ripple in my heart. When I look at the vampire, I look at him with indifference, hatred and hatred.

"Since you are here, play with me for a while. Don't worry, I am different from that old guy. I can even say that he and I are enemies. There is an old saying in China that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. We may not be unable to become friends."

He speaks Chinese very fluently, and he is quoting from classics at this moment.

I think the strength and ability of these monsters are really terrible.

Even their understanding of China may even exceed that of ordinary people in China.

"If you have something to say, just say it now. Don't play it safe. Since you've stopped us here, you definitely don't want to be friends with us."

My tone was very bad at this moment. I had no intention of getting along with him harmoniously.

Of course, the smile on his face didn't move at all, as if he didn't take my words to heart.