Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 149 You can never get rid of me

Looking at the cold and majestic man in front of him, Uesugi Yue didn't know for a moment whether it was more worrying that Genjiro's life was in danger at any time, or that Old Tang had turned into Norton.

Old Tang has been with the Eight Clans of Sheqi for such a long time, and has been with them day and night. He has basically become very familiar with them, and everyone has also gotten used to having such a funny guy showing up every day.

Uesugi Yue was so anxiously worried about Genji that he didn't notice the changes in Old Tang for a while. It was only at this moment that he suddenly felt nervous.

He realized it.

Noticing the old man's gaze, Norton glanced at him calmly. There was no expression on his face, but the majesty that could not be concealed was revealed from the bones.

Even though the man didn't show anything abnormal, just from one glance, Uesugi Yue felt a tremendous sense of oppression. No half-blood could remain calm when facing the Dragon King, it was an innate blood suppression.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on Uesugi Yue's forehead. Even though he knew that Old Tang would awaken and become the monarch who controlled fire sooner or later, he was still speechless for a moment when he faced the reality of the situation.

As if sensing his fear, the emotions in Norton's eyes fluctuated slightly, but soon returned to calm.

He suddenly turned and left, leaving only a few emotionless words behind.

"She won't die. You underestimate her bloodline."

Uesugi Yue was stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

However, after hearing this, Finkel held his chin with a thoughtful look.

When Uesugi Yue finally reacted, hope was rekindled in his heart. When he looked up, he saw the silent girl standing not far away, watching them quietly.

She was a very charming girl with a pair of eyes as bright as stars, but at this moment her eyes were red, she pursed her lips and said nothing, and no one knew how long she had been standing there.

Uesugi Yue was stunned again and murmured: "Xiao Mu..."

Knowing that Sakurai Kogure cared about Minamoto Chino, Uesugi Yue originally wanted to keep it a secret, but apparently this perceptive girl still discovered clues and came to him herself.

But unexpectedly, she looked extremely calm, and not as devastated and sad as Uesugi Yue had guessed.

"Can I visit her now?" The girl asked softly, her voice a little hoarse: "I want to go and keep her company."

Uesugi Yue hesitated for a moment, and seeing that she seemed calm, he nodded.

"Thank you." Sakurai Kogure said softly. When they passed by each other, Uesugi Yue saw the mist in her eyes.

Sakurai Kogure gently pushed open the door of the ward and saw Minamoto Chinois lying on the bed.

She walked to the bed and sat down, seeing the white bandage soaked in blood and the girl's face as pale as paper and bloodless.

The girl was too thin, with a pale and thin layer of skin wrapped around her skeleton. Her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. She lay on the hospital bed as if she was going to merge with the pale bed. She had already stepped half a foot into the gates of hell.

Sakurai Kogure's eyes slowly turned red. She recalled how they first met. She was injured while saving her and was lying on the dirty ground in the alley, looking miserable. However, she was stubborn and refused to ask for help. It seemed that she wanted to handle everything on her own.

At the beginning, Sakurai Kogure clearly realized that she was just an ordinary person, and she tried her best just to survive.

Later, she became more and more crazy, and more and more people died at her hands. Even among the crowd of evil spirits, no one dared to approach her, as if they would be targeted by the god of death if they got close.

She became the Dragon King, second only to the emperor and above all others. Even the king's generals could not control her. She was bloodthirsty and brutal but also extremely powerful, as if she was born strong and reliable. Nothing could stump her, not even her own family could do anything to her. She was the omnipotent patron saint in everyone's mind.

But only Sakurai Kogure knew that once the perfect and powerful shell was peeled off, there was only a mortal body inside. She was never born strong, but there was a cliff behind her, so she couldn't take a step back.

But even the invincible God of War will eventually fail one day. If you always walk on the edge of killing, you will eventually be bitten back by killing.

But it doesn't matter, she will always be with her, whether she lives or dies, and will never leave her.

Uesugi Yue was worried that Sakurai Kogure would not be able to accept the fact, but he didn't know that she had already prepared to face this day.

Reaching out and gently brushing away the loose hair on the girl's forehead, Sakurai Kogure leaned over slightly and placed a kiss on her pale forehead as light as a dragonfly touching the water.

Her expression was so focused, as if she were a devout pilgrim approaching a shrine, or a Christian believer facing the Bible.

"You promised to let me accompany you."

She said softly: "Don't even think about getting rid of me."

……

Yuan Zhinu had a very long dream, and she knew clearly that she was dreaming.

In the dream, I returned to my childhood, when I lived with Yuan Zhisheng in that remote town.

There is a shrine in the town, and the people there are very optimistic about Minamoto no Chijo and want her to become the next shrine maiden.

Gen Chisheng also thought it was a good idea. If Gen Chinu became a shrine maiden, she could live in the shrine. Although she had to learn about sacrifices and other things, she would not have to look at the faces of her adoptive parents and would not have to worry about going hungry. This was a very good place in that remote and backward town at that time. Gen Chisheng was very happy, but Gen Chinu refused.

Yuan Zhisheng immediately showed a very puzzled look. He was still young at that time and could not think about too many things. He just sincerely hoped that his sister could live a better life.

So he asked why.

Genjitsu still remembers that she was in a daze for a long time at that time. To be honest, she also wanted to be a shrine maiden. All she had to do was believe in a guy called God and perform sacrificial dances from time to time. She would have no worries about food and clothing and be respected by others. It was simply an ordinary life that people yearned for.

But she knew that such ordinary days had nothing to do with her, Herzog would not let her go, the gods were blind, and fate would not favor her.

So, when Gen Chisei asked again why, Gen Chinu answered.

"Because I don't believe in God, nor do I believe in fate."

The girl's voice was so soft, so soft that Yuan Zhisheng thought he had heard it wrong. He scratched his head and said, "Well, faith is something that is really hard to explain."

The boy turned and left without hearing what she said next -

"If there really is someone who manipulates fate in this world, I must kill him."

In the dark ward, Yuan Zhinv opened her eyes silently. There was bright gold in her eyes, like two burning flames in the darkness.

The voices of her childhood are still vivid in her ears, and Yuan Zhinu's thoughts have never changed.

Herzog manipulated her entire childhood, so she had to kill Herzog, and then she did it.

Now it seems that there are people who want to manipulate her again, Bondarev, the prince, Odin. Since it is not clear whether they are the same person, just kill them all. It doesn't matter whether they are human or ghost, just kill them all. It doesn't matter if she has to pay anything for it.

Her chest was numb and she had completely lost all feeling, but Gen Chinuo didn't care. When she was about to get up, she saw Sakurai Kogure lying on the bed.

The girl didn't know how long she had been guarding. There were faint dark circles under her eyes. There was a half-opened book "Care of the Severely Injured Patient" next to her. She seemed to have fallen asleep out of exhaustion halfway through reading.

Yuan Zhinu looked at her for a long time, with an unclear expression in her eyes. After a long time, she quietly got out of bed and gently carried the girl to the bed.

Because of the big movement, the wound seemed to have broken open again, and some blood-red appeared through the layers of bandages, but Yuan Zhinv acted as if she didn't see it and turned a blind eye.

"...Hmm." Sakurai Kogure woke up almost immediately. His slightly opened eyes were full of haziness, and he said incoherently, "Are you awake?"

Yuan Zhinv was silent for a moment, then turned her head to look at the bright white moonlight on the floor: "Yeah, he's awake."

Sakurai Kogure seemed to be a little more awake. She struggled to get up, but as soon as she moved slightly, she met the flash of gold in Genji's eyes.

Sakurai Kogure was stunned and slowly closed her eyes. Genji covered her with a blanket and said softly, "Take a rest, be good."

She turned around and casually put on a windbreaker, picked up the scarlet sword beside the pillow and put it on her waist, glanced at the two executives who were dozing off outside the ward, pushed open the window and jumped into the moonlight.

She was going to find Norton.

Yuan Zhinu still remembers that she saw Norton waking up at the last moment before she fell into a coma. Although she didn't know why he didn't die in this deadly situation, she was worried because Old Tang had already become the King of Bronze and Fire.

If this monarch wants to do something in Japan and kill some people, will the Snake Eight Clan be able to resist? The answer seems to be disappointing. As the eldest son who looks most like the Black King among the four monarchs, Norton's strength should not be underestimated.

So she had to go and meet him, at least to find out what the situation was.

She found him in a secret room in the basement of Paradise House.

A lonely figure stood in front of the suspended brass jar, watching silently. The man was dressed in a white robe, like a quiet statue, almost blending into the darkness.

Hearing the noise behind him, the man did not turn around and did not seem surprised.

"You're here." He used an affirmative tone, his voice was very light, as if he was certain that Yuan Zhinv would come to see him.

Yuan Zhinv said "hmm", took two steps forward to the man's side, and also looked at the brass tank in front of her that was suspended in the superconducting magnetic field in the low-temperature liquid nitrogen.

It was sleeping like a developing fetus, quiet and well-behaved.

"You were injured so badly, but you were able to recover in such a short time. Your bloodline is outstanding even among the second generation."

In the darkness, the man spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Is this a compliment?" Yuan Zhinv smiled silently: "Should I act very honored?"

"You killed Samson," Norton suddenly said, "I can smell his taste in your blood. You ate him."

Yuan Zhinv was stunned.

(End of this chapter)