When I heard that the dragon was about to be reborn, I was incredible, and when I looked up at the dragon again, I saw that its head was already high out of the factory, and it seemed to want to roar, but it was holding back, and I could feel its pain just by looking at its crazy writhing body.

Rebirth? Is it going to molt? Over here?

I was just stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly continued to run.

As I climbed out of the window where I had entered, the dragon fell silent again, and everything fell silent.

The night is as silent as when I came, as cold as I came, as dark as when I came. But my state of mind was completely different, my mind was swirling with the dragon's painful appearance, and the biggest question in my heart was the relationship between Leng Yue and the dragon.

I turned off my phone's flashlight and found that the battery was already low. I looked at the blackened relief ball in my hand, and let out a long sigh of helplessness.

Cold Moon, Cold Moon, how many secrets are you hiding?

Looking at the time, I saw that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and it was not easy to get a taxi in this place.

When I was thinking about how to get back, I never imagined that a series of strange events were approaching me.

I walked around the wall of the workshop for most of the time, and saw the gap I had passed through when I entered the factory, and after making sure that there was no one around, I quickly ran to the gap, trying to get out of the abandoned factory as soon as possible.

However, I had barely taken a few steps when I suddenly heard a rustling sound in the grass next to me, as if there was some creature hiding inside.

Because the factory had been abandoned for so long, the weeds were growing as tall as a man, and I couldn't tell what was inside.

I held my breath and cautiously approached that side, raising my hand to grasp the dagger at my waist.

I hope it's not people in there, and it's really hard to predict what the outcome would be if anyone knew that there was a dragon hidden in this factory, but it was definitely not what we wanted to see.

The thing was still moving in the grass, and I could already see a tuft of weeds swaying, and I could even faintly see a dark shadow shivering in the grass.

I frowned and slowly pulled out the dagger, half-holding it to my face to ensure that I could react as quickly as possible if I encountered a situation.

The moonlight barely illuminated my surroundings with a cold spill, but it was soon obscured by a cloud that plunged everything into darkness.

I quickly stopped my tracks, waited for the moonlight to come out, and continued to pay attention to the sound in the grass with my ears.

Just in an instant, there were two muffled sounds of "bang" in it, followed by the sound of the grass being washed away, and the sound should be that thing moving away from me quickly.

I frowned, trying to see what it was, but the light was so dim that I couldn't see anything clearly, and I could only see a black mass leaping up from the edge of the wall, easily tumbling over the wall, and jumping off the wall without any pause, successfully escaping from my sight before the moonlight returned.

The speed of that thing was so fast that I could be sure that it was definitely not a person, which reassured me and made me worry about Leng Yue.

I didn't try to chase it, because judging by its speed, I would never be able to catch up with it, even if I tried my best.

Standing in the moonlight, looking at the weeds in front of me that bent slightly in the wind, I struggled for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of going back and telling Leng Yue about this discovery, and decided to leave this place as soon as possible.

Running quickly to the spot I had entered, finding a place in the fence where I could get out, I escaped the abandoned factory as fast as I could.

Faintly, I seemed to hear a dragon's groan again, and I let out a long breath when I looked back at the factory floor in the dark night.

I walked along the dimly lit streets towards the outside of the industrial complex, looking at the empty figures around me, and feeling a cool breeze blowing in my back, as if there were a pair of eyes staring at me in the darkness that I couldn't see, and I felt uncomfortable.

Looking back and back, there is only a dim shadow of himself; Listen quietly, in addition to the wind and grass, there is only the sound of my own breathing and heartbeat.

I didn't know if I was suspicious or if something was really following me, but it made me very uncomfortable, so I picked up speed and started running.

As I ran as hard as I could, I finally heard a faint sound from behind, in the grass, or perhaps in a tree by the side of the road.

Could it be that the thing I just saw in the factory is following me in turn?

Startled by this speculation, I stopped and turned my head to look behind me, wondering what was following me, but all I could see was the empty streets shrouded in night.

Suddenly, I heard from a distance what seemed to be a man's singing, right in front of me. I frowned and looked forward, and sure enough, in the distance, I saw two dark figures swaying towards me.

At this time, the people who can appear in this place are definitely not normal. I suspect that the two men who came may be thieves, and they must have come here at this time to steal things and sell them.

This is an industrial park, not just an abandoned factory, but also many small factories that are not very strong.

However, if they are really thieves, they are really too blatant, they are not afraid of being discovered if they sing so loudly? It's just too rampant.

I didn't think much of it, I kept wondering what the purpose of the thing that was following me was, and I couldn't think of a reason for it.

Before I knew it, I was already very close to the two people who were coming in front of me.

They both obviously drank a lot of wine, walked straight and swayed, made meat jokes to each other such as uncle and sister-in-law, talked loudly, laughed and scolded loudly.

When we were less than ten meters apart, they suddenly stopped talking or laughing, but stopped looking at me.

Judging from their slightly evil expressions, I preliminarily judged that these two people were probably not a good thing, and I wondered if they wanted to beat my idea.

With this in mind, I secretly reached out and grabbed the dagger at my waist, but I kept walking and continued to walk.

When I was only two or three meters away from the two drunkards, I saw them suddenly take out a butterfly knife from his pocket, and one of them took a drunken step closer to me, and said with a curly tongue: "Hey, little handsome guy, borrow some money." ”

I sneered secretly, and without saying a word, I took two steps forward and raised my leg to the man's face.

The man was caught off guard, and before he could shout, I kicked him backwards, covering his face and wailing and rolling on the ground, not knowing if the bridge of his nose was kicked by me.

The other person didn't expect the painting style to change so quickly, and he couldn't help but be stunned, sober up a little, and was about to pounce on me with a butterfly knife.