Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Chapter 105 Eriyi's psn? (Ask for recommendation votes, monthly votes)

Angers stood in front of the window holding a glass of red wine, looking at the figures receding outside the window.

His face was obscured by the light, and only his silver eyes shone with strange color.

"It seems that you are really looking forward to his future." A casual voice came from behind.

It was an old cowboy dressed strangely, wearing a plaid shirt, a rolled-brimmed hat, and a pair of old cowboy boots with shiny spurs.

Like a huge potato, holding a bottle of whiskey in his hand, he staggered to the sofa and sat down.

There was nothing formal about this slovenly look. If Jiang Shouyun had walked a few minutes later and seen him, he would have felt that he had something in common with Fingel.

"I'm almost tired of it." Ange looked into the distance and said lightly, "I have lived for more than a hundred years, and all my friends are dead. Thanks to the gift of dragon blood, only you and I are left. An old guy."

"So you can't wait to use the blood shed by the dragons to warm up your cooling blood?"

The old cowboy was silent for a moment, then asked with a flick of his lips: "Jiang Shouyun, that brat who doesn't look like a brat, he can use that kind of power under the suppression of my commandments, there is no doubt that he is a real S-class, not someone like us..." …”

Having said this, he took a big sip of wine, and instead of talking any more, he changed the subject and said:

"You should know very well that there is only a thin line between S-class and Deadpool. The forbidden method is like the devil in the bottle. It can be easily released. Although it can gain power, it is easy to lose oneself in the pursuit of power."

In the past nearly a hundred years, there have been more than one or two talented young people like him, but new stars continue to fall, and these two old guys are not dead yet.

"As you said, he is different from us." Angers shook his head and said, "He is a very complicated person, but the desire for the unknown in his eyes will make him embark on this path sooner or later. I just recommend it. Hit him hard."

"Those who possess dragon blood are using the power of the devil to fight against the devil. This world is about to move. We can't hold it together with just the two of us. We need more power."

"With Jiang Shouyun's power, we can resolve this war between humans and dragons once and for all in the remaining time."

The old cowboy wiped his mouth for a moment and said in a deep voice: "You want to destroy the dragon clan... instead of constantly preventing them from waking up?"

"If you can master the spiritual element, you can truly kill the four monarchs and end their eternal lives!"

Angre nodded slightly and said softly: "In order to achieve my goal, I can die a worthy death. If anyone wants to touch him, he must get through me first."

As he spoke, he looked down at the pile of white paper in his hand.

There were pages of "dragon writing" drawn on it, as standard as if they were written by pure-blood dragons.

But when he turned to the last page, his original neat style changed.

On that piece of paper, two black figures, one tall and one short, were drawn.

The taller one could only see a pair of looming red gold eyes.

The short one was sitting on his shoulders, dangling his little feet. A pair of golden pupils seemed to be looking at Angers through the white paper. He raised his right hand and gestured to him with an unruly middle finger.

Under this painting, there is also a dragon text written, an unknown dragon text, an untranslatable dragon text.

"The Twilight of the Gods." Looking at the painting, Angers shook his head and smiled, "It's coming soon."

He took out the lighter, and under the distressed gaze of the old cowboy, he lit the stack of white paper without hesitation and watched it slowly turn into ashes in front of him.

Finally, it dispersed little by little with the wind.

………………

"Junior brother, I'm back!"

Hearing the familiar howling coming from outside, Jiang Shouyun didn't even look back, still immersed in the screen in front of him.

"Hey hey hey." Fingel, who had a chicken coop head on his head, pushed open the door and walked in. He had a cheerful look on his face and it was obvious that he had gained a lot.

Three days have passed since Freedom Day, but the aftermath of the incident has not yet dissipated.

Jiang Shouyun and Chu Zihang were two of the three people at the center of the storm, especially Jiang Shouyun, who single-handedly challenged the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club.

As he walked on the road, he encountered either fans who were obsessed with him, or students who were unwilling to accept being painted as a bastard and wanted to challenge him again.

At the beginning, Jiang Shouyun had the patience to teach these guys a lesson, who had no AC points and overestimated their abilities.

But later, after defeating the opponent, when I shook hands with him politely, my palm was scratched.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a woman. The key is that it’s a man. He also claims that he has realized love that transcends gender!

Jiang Shouyun, who disliked the cold, beat him extremely cruelly. Later, he stayed in the dormitory to play games to avoid trouble, and left all food and other purchases to Fingel, an older loser.

Anyway, he probably made a lot of money selling Jiang Shouyun's information and signed photos in the past two days.

However, after seeing the scene in the dormitory, Fingel raised his eyebrows in surprise.

At this time, there was an LCD TV in the dormitory, and the set-top box was a black host. The screen was playing a live broadcast of "Street Fighter IV".

I saw Chu Zihang looking at the screen seriously, looking like a good student who was listening to the lecture.

Jiang Shouyun on the side pressed the handle fiercely. The character controlled was "Long" and the character controlled by the other party was "Chunli".

"The PS3 has just been released. There are a lot of people waving their money and they can't get it. It's ready for you so quickly."

Fingel came over with an envious look and said in a sour tone: "As expected of the S-class class, but the treatment is different from that of a mule."

PlayStation 3, referred to as "PS3", is a home TV game console launched by Sony on November 11, 2006. It is also the third TV game console launched by the company.

And what Jiang Shouyun is playing now is online battle on PS3.

"I've been in the academy for so many days, made so much money, and sweated so much, isn't it just for today?"

Jiang Shouyun was talking and playing with a serious face. He entangled the opponent with a "Howling Root", then quickly rolled to avoid the opponent's attack, and then launched a large energy wave that consumed the air tank...

However, the opponent is obviously also a master, and his reaction speed is extremely fast.

Judging from the 1:1 record, both sides still have one win and one loss.

However, the "losing" round was the one Chu Zihang lost just now, and Jiang Shouyun won another round.

The other party seemed to be aware of the substitution, and the operation became obviously more serious.

If Chu Zihang was beaten with his feet just now, he was now beaten with his hands and brain, which doubled the pressure on Jiang Shouyun, who was playing for the first time.

However, in this case, "Long" has an absolute advantage.

Although "Chunli" has been jumping around using aerial skills, her movements are precise and she combines offense and defense.

But Shenglong Fist is the nemesis of almost all aerial techniques, not to mention Jiang Shouyun's judgment of timing is very accurate.

Although this is his first time playing this game, he has gradually figured it out.

Every time "Long" jumps up shouting "Howling Roots", he can directly cut off a section of Chunli's health bar.

Soon, "Chunli" and "Long" had only the last trace of blood left.

No matter who it is, as long as they are touched, the battle will end immediately.

The moment "Long" stood up, Jiang Shouyun pressed the Little Shenglong Fist.

The Little Shoryu Fist has an invincible time. At this time, "Long" is not afraid of any attack. Even if "Chun Li" defends, the Little Shenglong Fist will wear away her last drop of blood.

But at this moment, Jiang Shouyun frowned.

The expected small Shenglong Fist was not used, and stars and birds flew above "Long"'s head.

Then, there's the big "K.O."

"You were knocked unconscious by the combo? The opponent is a master." Fingel said with a surprised expression, "Junior brother, you just played, so you don't know yet. The damage of that combo is not high, but the stun value is the highest. "

Hearing this, Jiang Shouyun realized that he had lost in understanding the game.

"However, this ID is quite strange. It seems to be Japanese?" Fingel looked at the other person's ID and read word by word, "えりいのpsn?"