I was supposed to be Hokage, but I went to slay the dragon

The dark red sunset hung slanting in the sky, and under the afterglow, the mottled halo dyed the earth with a faint red.The phoenix trees in late autumn are already golden and swaying in the wind, as if they are greeting pedestrians warmly on the roadside.

Although the late autumn wind was not biting, it was still a bit chilly on the body. Some people in the bustling crowd couldn't help but raise their collars and shrink their necks.

In the hotel suite, Chu Zihang pinched the corners of his eyes. He had been staring at the screen for more than 13 hours.Even a Transcendent A Grade pervert can't help but feel a little sore in his eyes.

"Let's take a rest, senior brother."

Han Qingcheng was leaning on the bed and browsing the Night Watch forum with Fingel. The latest headline news was "Italian nobleman Caesar Gattuso proposed to the red witch Chen Motong in the Royal Garden of China." Although the two people in the photo were wet Yes, but he still couldn't hide the happy and proud expression on his face.

"Okay, I'll sleep for two hours, and you can call me when the time comes."

Chu Zihang didn't refuse. He leaned back on the sofa, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes.

He is a person who can sleep whenever he wants, as if he has set up a sophisticated program system.Give him a sleep command and he can still lie down and fall asleep even in a KTV.

"I don't know if Lu Mingfei has seen this news. That bad boy will probably be extremely sad after seeing it."

Fingel slid the mouse randomly and spoke slowly.

Han Qingcheng glanced at the time on the desktop, "He probably didn't see it. He should be dominating the StarCraft online platform now. Speaking of which, Lu Mingfei seems to have only had some talent in games since he was a child. I think He has a better future by pursuing a professional career than by slaying dragons. As the saying goes, men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. That's it."

"Junior brother's summary is very insightful. It's really difficult for this bad guy to kill the dragon with a rocket launcher."

Fingel nodded in agreement.

"Senior brother, are you going out soon?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"Didn't you say you were going to an art exhibition or something two days ago?"

"Oh, right. Hey! Wait, I remember you seemed to have gone out at that time. How did you know?"

"Senior Brother Chu told me not to worry about these details. Okay, I'll leave first, I have something else to do."

After saying that, Han Qingcheng jumped up from the bed and started to put on his shoes.

"Speaking of which, your brother is always mysterious. You are really not some dragon king lurking here with us."

Fingel raised his thick eyebrows high, looked at Han Qingcheng and said.

"Stop being so talkative, Mr. KFC. In terms of mystery, I'm still far behind compared to you, senior brother."

Han Qingcheng turned around and rolled his eyes at Fingel, "And the friendship between men should be that no matter who the brother is or what he wants to do, I will firmly support him. Senior brother, this is what a strange man like you should be like!"

"Well, senior brother is not as great as you think. If the risk is high, I won't mind betraying you with a backhand."

"No, no, no, senior brother, you misunderstood. In my heart, you have always been the meanest person. However, I believe that senior brother is still reliable. Okay, I'm leaving."

The door slammed shut, and Fingel stopped sliding the mouse carelessly.

Is it reliable?It's been a long time since anyone felt that they were reliable.The last time was when I was an A-level. At that time, my partners also trusted me and could put their lives in my hands.

Fingel's face no longer had that mean expression, replaced by a strong sadness.

It’s been ten years, how many more decades can a person’s life last?His best and most precious moments were forever frozen in the depths of the Greenland Sea.

At Starbucks Wangfujing store, Xia Mi sat on the window seat, staring blankly at the people passing by while slowly stirring the coffee with the spoon in his hand.

"It's been a long wait, junior sister."

The door of Starbucks was pushed open, and a man in a black windbreaker pushed the door in and came straight to sit in front of her.

Xia Mi glanced at the visitor and just nodded without saying anything.

"Looking at your devastated look, it's obvious that you haven't prepared your ideological struggle yet."

Taking a sip from the slightly cold latte in front of him, Han Qingcheng said with a smile.

Xia Mi's face was a little pale, and he felt like he hadn't slept well these days.The eyes were a little bloodshot, and they lacked their usual agility and were a little dull.The smile that always hung on the corner of her mouth was gone, and two beautiful and cute dimples were missing.

"I'm not going to tell him."

Xia Mi's words were very brief and powerful. It seemed that these few words contained huge determination and determination.

"So, have you made the decision to kill your senior brother? Or have you already made the decision to die in your senior brother's hands?"

"I will not die. I am Jormungandr. No one can kill me. I will kill you all."

"Yo yo yo, don't pretend to be a cold-blooded murderer, junior sister. If you really planned to do that, we wouldn't have met here. We would have beaten our brains out by now. After all, you don't kill first. If you kill me, I will tell the truth to my senior brother."

"Whatever you want, it's just a group of ants anyway. A few ants hugging each other can't even kill an elephant, let alone a dragon."

Xia Mi's voice became colder and colder, and his face was filled with a look of solemnity.

"Okay, stop pretending like this. Senior brother knows you. There's no use pretending to be a cold-faced killer in front of me. Even if you can fool me, you can't fool yourself. You tricked Senior Brother Chu into going to your house for dinner, no? I just don’t want him to die. When you become Hela and gain complete authority, you can fly as high as the sky and fly as fast as the fish can. At worst, you will no longer appear in front of him and just watch him silently like before. .Right, junior sister, this is what you plan to do, right?"

Han Qingcheng waved his hand to Xia Mi, why is the Dragon King also a dead child? It is so difficult to face oneself and face one's heart.

Xia Mi fell silent as Han Qingcheng poked at his inner thoughts.She was a little irritated. This guy was really annoying. Why could he always see through her mind?This made the proud Yemengga very irritable, and she couldn't help but want to tear Han Qingcheng's hands off.

But she somehow trusted him, as if those beautiful phone calls he told could really come true.

"Since you've made your decision, junior sister, I won't advise you. Anyway, I've written the script. As for whether the actors can act according to it, just leave it to chance."

Han Qingcheng smiled and placed the spoon flat on the tray, "It's almost time. It's time for me to set off. Junior sister, see you later."

Watching Han Qingcheng stand up expressionlessly, Xia Mi resisted asking him what kind of script he had written.

"By the way, if you are still interested in Constantine's Dragon Bone Cross, you can try it later. I won't show up again this time."

Han Qingcheng, who turned around, suddenly remembered something and turned back to Xia Mi.

In Xia Mi's shocked expression, Han Qingcheng turned and left.

When Chu Zihang woke up, the bright moon was already hanging high outside.Fingel and Han Qingcheng were not in the room. He glanced at his watch and saw that the time had reached 11:30 in the evening.

Did you sleep for six hours?

He originally asked Han Qingcheng to wake him up in two hours, so he didn't set the alarm clock.Perhaps due to some fatigue during this period, he fell into a deep sleep and was unable to wake up on his own.Recalling the graceful figure that appeared in the dream just now, Chu Zihang went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

The modeling had been completed at some point on the computer screen. Based on a large amount of previous seismic data, an intricate criss-crossing line graph was lying quietly in the center of the screen.

Chu Zihang, who looked familiar, took out his subway card. The capital subway line map on the back of the card exactly matched the pattern.

Thinking of the weird rumors about the capital subway on the forum and the missing commissioner in the subway line, Chu Zihang frowned.

He put on his fluffy coat with a hood, put on his back the tennis bag with Murasame hidden inside, and opened the door.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Chu Zihang walked slowly on the first floor of Oriental Plaza.In the empty and quiet basement, he made no sound of footsteps.The central air conditioner had long been turned off, and in the deserted and heavy atmosphere, he looked at the "No Passage" sign in front of him.

"Brother."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind. Han Qingcheng, with the Chixiao Sword hanging on his waist, was on the way he came with his arms crossed.

"Why are you here?"

Chu Zihang was a little confused. He thought Han Qingcheng and Lu Mingfei were in the Internet cafe together.And he just planned to explore, so he didn't call him.

"Let's go, let's go see what kind of immortal is hidden in the subway of the capital."

Han Qingcheng didn't answer. He walked quickly to Chu Zihang and said with a smile.

Chu Zihang was stunned. He had not originally planned to explore too deeply.He was just going to take a brief look and submit a report to the college. In addition, he was going to Xia Mi's house for dinner at noon tomorrow.

But seeing Han Qingcheng walking forward, Chu Zihang still followed him.

Suddenly, the sound of raindrops hitting the roof reached my ears.

Chu Zihang suddenly stopped moving forward, and his expression suddenly became serious.

The Wangfujing subway station is on the second floor below ground level, while the shops on the ground floor of Oriental Plaza are on the first floor below.In other words, they should be between the first floor and the second floor at this time. This is a completely sealed environment. Even if the rain outside is heavy enough to flood the entire capital, it is impossible for him to hear the sound of rain.

The "birthmark" on the shoulder suddenly became hot, as if something was about to tear through the skin and come out.Suddenly there was a hint of vagueness in the air, so strange yet familiar.

It's unmistakable, it's the smell of the elevated road.

Suddenly, the damaged Maybach drove towards me from the darkness with its dazzling xenon headlights on.

"Brother."

The sudden voice pulled him back from the nervous and excited state where he was trembling all over. He turned his head, and Han Qingcheng was standing in front of him, half-turned around to look at him.

"Get ready to get in the car."

Following Han Qingcheng's reminder, a roar came from far to near.The rumbling sound echoed in the empty basement, as if it was enveloped in all directions.

A dilapidated subway train came rushing towards them, and then suddenly stopped in front of the two of them, causing a splash of water as high as one person.

The old-fashioned black and white paint, the mottled and peeling iron sheet is full of rust.

The train door suddenly flew open, and there was no light in the dark compartment. It was like a huge open mouth waiting for prey to plunge in, which made people feel a little scared.

Chu Zihang grabbed Han Qingcheng who was about to take a step and said, "Don't go in." Han Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he listened to Chu Zihang's arrangement and stayed put.

The subway waited for nearly a minute, but the two young passengers on the platform had no intention of getting on the train.After a long time, the other party finally lost patience first, and the subway door closed again. The train set sail amidst a rumble and headed towards the dark passage.

"go!"

Just as the train passed in front of him, Chu Zihang suddenly pulled Han Qingcheng.The two jumped off the platform almost at the same time. They ran along the rails for a few steps, then suddenly jumped high and landed on the top of the last car.The wind pressure brought by the high-speed train did not put any pressure on the two of them. They were firmly nailed to the roof of the car like nails and boarded the last train to the kingdom of death.

The dark tunnel was still dripping with water sparsely, and the two of them were half-crouching.

Chu Zihang suddenly pulled out Cun Yu, inserted it into the iron sheet of the car roof, and then exerted force with his arm.Murasame pierced the iron sheet and drew an arc. Sparks splashed out with a harsh friction sound, and a large hole was cut out of the roof of the car by Chu Zihang.The two looked at each other and jumped into the car through the hole one after the other.

There was a dead silence in the dark and midwinter carriage, and you could hear a pin drop.

All the seats were empty, but there were black figures standing firmly on the ground, filling the carriage.The silent carriage was deathly oppressive, with not even a sound of breathing.

Raising his hand to take off his contact lenses, Chu Zihang revealed his eternal golden eyes.

The knife and sword were raised at the same time, lighting up a faint cold light in the darkness.

These zombie-like black figures are all "dead people", or they cannot be called "people".They all fell into the abyss and aligned themselves with the devil. They sacrificed their souls to the devil and then turned into deadpools.They received eternal life, but they were not as good as the dead.

The breath of living people finally woke up these walking corpses, and the sweet and tempting smell of flesh and blood awakened their desire for blood food.

Rays of golden light lit up in the darkness, and a hoarse voice sounded.The dagger and sword glowing with cold light were waved at the same time, black blood was splashing, and roars and howls resounded throughout the carriage in an instant.

The blazing fire tore through the darkness, illuminating Chu Zihang's murderous cheeks. Jun Yan's domain spread, and the deadpools affected were set on fire.In an instant, tongues of burning fire engulfed them.

On the other side, amid the ear-piercing roar, bright thunder light lit up, lingering around the sharp edge of Chixiao Sword.All those struck by the lightning were beheaded.

The two figures were bathed in thunder and flames, invincible.