Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 107 If a person dies too sad (two in one)

"The Lord of Bronze and Fire, he is not invincible, I will break his defense for you, and you will see a rolling eye in a moment, his third dragon eye, that is his vital point, aimed at his Shoot him in the forehead." The principal said, "There is only one bullet, there is no second chance, I believe in you, Lu Mingfei."

"Why me." Lu Mingfei touched the barrel with his hand, familiar with its parts and weight, "I have only used a sniper rifle in the game, and there are many snipers in the academy who are better than me, such as senior sister Su Qian, And Professor Mance."

"Because you have been chosen, you must believe in your blood." Angers took out a pure white square scarf from the collar pocket of his suit and gently wiped his large folding knife, with its elegant copper-inlaid wooden handle and curved blade.The sunken blood grooves form serpentine twisted patterns, "You are unique 'S' rank, only you can be immune to my 'word spirit·time zero'."

Lu Mingfei looked at this ancient knife, and he knew that Principal Angers was of the same kind as him.

This knife is to the principal, just like a wedge ball is to him.

"This is my weapon. My friend Meinec Cassel made it for me from the broken head of his knife." Angers put away the square scarf, folded it and put it back in his pocket, and turned to go downhill.

"I'll leave it to you, Lu Mingfei."

He walked slowly and gracefully among the stone steps step by step, the jackknife was like a walnut cane, as if he was going to the opera house to watch a classical dance performance, not to kill the Dragon King.

When the principal walked to the last step, Lu Mingfei was surprised to find that the time in this open space seemed to slow down.

The howling dragons, the beating of tongues of fire, and the churning of wind-blown leaves all slowed down.

Only Lu Mingfei and the principal did not slow down. The eyes of the dragon could be seen opening and closing from the scope. The principal suddenly sprinted quickly, stepped on the mud and rocks in the open space, approached the dragon surrounded by flames, and waved his hands at high speed. jackknife.

"Lu Mingfei!" The principal's voice exploded in the air.

Lu Mingfei's scope moved with the principal. At this moment, he finally saw the prowess of a dragon-slaying hero. Before the development of science, they relied on the physical abilities endowed by their blood and went to the place with the determination to die. The weak overcome the strong.

Blazing flames shot out from the side of the dragon, but at a very slow speed, like a video played at 0.25x speed. There was a tiny gap in the flame, and the principal's joints twisted at an incredible angle to pass through the gap.

His waist turned, and his crotch and arms turned together, and the two arms of the dragon fell, and he didn't even make a scream.

The King of Bronze and Fire is obviously the Dragon King, but it is completely different from the powerful creature Lu Mingfei saw yesterday. His body is as fragile as a thin piece of paper.

There are no scales that cannot be blasted away by bullets or shells, no speed faster than torpedoes, and no power that can overturn a warship, only golden flames envelop him.

He seemed to have nothing but this protective shell.

The headmaster cut the dragon's forehead vertically with the blade, and then flashed to the dragon's back. The red-gold eyes rolled in the wound, and golden blood overflowed from the wound.

With Lu Mingfei's hand on the trigger, the red-golden eye appeared in the front sight.

Those even, dark eyes were still staring blankly ahead, as if they hadn't realized what happened yet.

Lu Mingfei saw that face clearly again, it was the face of the child who climbed up from the escalator in the swimming pool.

Lu Mingfei pulled the trigger, his eyes were stern, and his hands didn't tremble a bit.

The world is not black and white. In many cases, what the eyes see is far from the truth.

It is impossible for him to miss this hard-won opportunity for a dragon who has only met once, and he is more willing to trust his companion.

Ye Sheng, Jiude Yaji, and the principal all told Lu Mingfei that dragons and humans are sworn enemies, and even when Fingel mentioned dragons, he would give off evil spirits.

Those who don't believe in their companions are fools. People who act on their own will and will only lead to troubles in the many anime that Lu Mingfei has watched. It is the most stupid way to judge a person's good from bad by his face.

The bullet made from the Philosopher's Stone escaped from the muzzle at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, nothing could be changed. Lu Mingfei put down the sniper rifle and watched the bullet flying leisurely in the air.

Hit!Golden blood splattered from the longan, and the dragon's body fell powerlessly to the ground.

The world is back to normal.

He didn't struggle or scream, but tried to straighten his crooked head.

The golden flame was extinguished, and he retracted his membranous wings. Without his arms, he couldn't even support his body to stand up again.

"Aim!" The headmaster's voice rang through the communication channels of all the students.

The blood that flowed from the wound on the severed arm stained the loess red. The posture was strange. The dragon's legs were kneeling on the ground, the whole body crawled down, and the head was firmly pressed against the ground.

"In this way, brother can break free from the shackles." No one could hear him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth buried in the soil, and no tears could be squeezed out of his dry eyes.

Lu Mingfei suddenly found that posture very familiar, the stooped and thin figure overlapped with another fat little boy in white.

He recalled the little boy who helped him with the answer sheet in the 3E exam!

The two faces were immediately used for comparison. The chubby, fair face had nothing in common with the thin face, except for the pair of even, dark eyes.

Hundreds of guns were aimed at the miserable Dragon King kneeling in the open space.

The bullet slides into the chamber and the firing pin fires the primer.

Realizing what was about to happen next, he raised his head and looked up the hill.

He spread his membranous wings as if embracing his own death, a smile on his grimy face.

"Brother, he promised, promised to release us from the shackles"

"With my death as an atonement, he made a contract with me."

His words were swallowed by thunderous gunshots, and in an instant, that body was shot into a sieve.

The gunfire ignited the entire open space, and thousands of live ammunition poured down from the hills. The dragon's membranous wings opened up a huge cross, like Jesus crucified on the cross, calmly facing everything that happened .

Everyone watched as the last bullet left the chamber and his body fell to the ground.

Old Tang also watched, looked at his face, the dragon's body was damaged like a plane crashed in an air crash, no one part was complete, there were countless transparent bullet holes, after losing the golden barrier, he All the joints and bones of the unfolded wings crumbled to dust and fell all around.

The light in those eyes no longer flowed, and turned into a bleak gray-white.

The dragon was originally looking to the other side, but turned around at the moment of shooting, looking at this side with a weird smile.

Old Tang trembled all over, and he fell limply to the ground, closed his eyes tightly and hugged his head.

Flames, brushes, inkstones, landscape paintings, broken battle flags
These things were constantly changing in his sight, and he was nauseated and vomited, as if he had gone to an amusement park to sit on a jumping machine all day, and his head hurt.

Fear grew inside him, and he gasped for breath, sweating profusely.

A muffled voice called his name.

"Damn it, Old Tang! Is this a battlefield stress reaction! Doctor! Doctor, come here!"

Ronald Tang, the name gradually blurred.

He took back the half foot that had stepped on the stage, and returned to the fork in the road.

"Finally there is a chance to break free from the cage, are you going to give up like this, isn't this what you have always wanted?"

A voice seduced him.

"You can enjoy a good life, be a hero and be loved and surrounded by people, so what if you lose him? Countless beauties, countless admirers, they will only shout 'Ronald Don', open champagne for you, for you Unbutton the chest strap."

The beauties in hot bikinis lined up and posed, their legs were like a forest, and at a glance, they were full of white plump and beautiful legs. A group of trendy men in beach shorts and sunglasses shouted his name, and the yellow transparent wine gushed out from him. It gushes out of the bottle.

His footsteps did not stop at all, and he walked past the crowd, and all those who approached him were lifted by the flames and burned to ashes.

"Don't you want a big house? Luxurious villas, cool sports cars, servants and delicious food are all within your reach."

He stepped in the magnificent hall, with crystal chandeliers, gorgeous tablecloths and large tables, and waiters in suits lined up to bring every dish to the table.

Golden crispy roast suckling pig sprinkled with white sesame seeds, honey cake spread with cream, and red-roasted Boston lobster.
He hesitated for a while, then continued to move forward, the flames enveloped the place beyond the dining table, and he quickly walked past the dining table and entered the next place.

"Don't you want to play games with them? A night full of cheers and the thrill of killing the Quartet!"

A cramped room, damp and dark, with nothing but a bed and a square-headed computer with a light on the screen.

【Do you want to join the game invited by 'Big Stupid Bear'? 】

【whether】

He sat on the chair, looked at it for a while, and finally held the mouse, switched out the client, clicked the "Start" button, and then chose to shut down. The screen gradually dimmed and lost its light.

He pushed open the door and left the room.

After taking a step, he suddenly stopped and went back to the messy bed to search for a while.

A piece of cake sealed with oiled paper, he silently removed the oiled paper, put the cake in his mouth and chewed bit by bit.

His movements were slow and delicate, as if he was eating some rare and peerless treasure,

Tongue licked all the pie filling around the corner of the mouth into his mouth, and pushed the door open again.

What I saw was a white camellia blooming in a thick porcelain vase. Across the flower, a child in white was writing at the desk with a tube of ink pen, drawing one stroke at a time.

On the rice paper is someone's face, without a smile, like a piece of cold iron.

The child raised his head in surprise: "Brother, why are you back? Could it be that he lied to me! But how could that be?"

"I came back by myself." He shook his head and walked to the child.

"What is death, Constantine?"

"Death is like being sealed in a black box, forever and ever, pitch-black. It's like groping in the dark, with hands that can be stretched out, and things can never be touched"

"That's a sad thing." He stroked the child's head gently.

"Brother, it's all my fault. If I had worked harder to become a qualified food, you would have been able to break free from the cage." The child lowered his head and said aggrievedly.

"No, Konstantin, you did a good job, it's my brother's fault." He took the child's hand, "If it's too sad for one person to die, then try two people."

He expects you to forget him and live a new life. He has never thought about it for himself, because there is only you in his world.

But even the only person in the world who remembers him forgets him, which is too cruel
"It's really stupid." A person said bitterly: "There is an easier way to go, why do you have to increase the workload for me? I only know how to call my brother and brother every day. Is it all paste!"

"If it were me, I would definitely choose an easier path."

long sigh echoed
Dragon King Norton opened his golden vertical pupils.

It turns out that memory has been chasing him, but he is unwilling to accept it.

When you found me, I had already forgotten what you looked like, and when I remembered what you looked like, you were already dead.

Bonewing broke free from his flesh and spread across his spine.

All those who approached were shaken away by a gust of hot air, and hot flames surrounded his body and rose into the air. His pupils were sad, and he stared at the fat face of a person on the ground.

The ice pack fell to the ground, Fingel's eyes widened, and his mouth was so big that he could stuff a big goose egg.

"Dragon Bone Cross, Dragon King Norton, have you finally revealed your true self?" Anger raised his sword coldly, "Why didn't you call out? You have been immersed in sorrow and pain for so many years, in what form are you going to vent it!"

"Angers, it's actually what you said. Norton is hiding among us, why don't you do it? The students are all over there, it's too dangerous!" Mance's voice came from Angers collar. Came from the badge.

In the woods on another hill, the sight of a sniper rifle was aimed at Norton's skull.

"Don't worry, the newly awakened Norton can't hurt anyone, students are not flowers in the greenhouse." Anger looked at Fingel's burly shadow unhurriedly.

He watched Norton fly to the edge of the cliff, put away his pocket knife, and walked up the steps, "Pay attention to supporting our 'S class', he is the main force in this battle."

Lu Mingfei watched in disbelief as the flame-ridden old Tang descended in front of him.

"Old Tang, what do you look like? Is this your speech spirit? It's a super high-sequence speech spirit, right? It can make people grow wings and control flames to fly in the sky." Lu Mingfei spoke in a joking tone : "This must be some kind of super powerful speech spirit, right?"

"Norton, this is my name. Ronald Tang's life is nothing but a falsehood." The voice was so cold that it didn't resemble Lu Mingfei's good brother at all.

"You killed my brother, so I came to seek revenge on you." He broke a bone spur from the bone wing, "Draw your knife, Lu Mingfei, our hatred can only be ended by death."

The familiar face had become that of a true monarch, with an undeniable majesty.

　This chapter has been written for a long time, so I haven’t added any updates today, maybe tomorrow, and the book review area is recruiting operation officers. If you have ideas, you can leave a message. See my post for details. It will end this Sunday.

　　Everyone should have seen it, Lu Mingze has been working as a lobbyist in Lao Tang's mind, but unfortunately he failed

　　If Old Tang abandons Constantine, then he can join Kassel College and team up with Lu Mingfei and Finger to walk the road of heroes, but unfortunately he can't do it.

　　To reveal a little bit about the next direction, Lu Mingfei will go to Northern Europe, and Constantine and Old Tang will return with a brand new attitude, which is related to Lu Mingfei's speech spirit (the speech spirit was originally created by this book), from here At the beginning, there will be a super large division with the original
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　　Thanks to "Hong Ling who made your promise along the way" for the reward of 1500 points, and thanks to "Agou灬" for the reward of 1500 points,

　　
　
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