Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Jiang Fan felt that he had nothing to hesitate about. Indeed, the entries refreshed in this simulation were enough for him to choose what he wanted at a glance.

The shortcomings of Tianjing Yingcai are short lifespan, weak body, and frailty. However, the Dragonborn has a long lifespan and has the means of rebirth. Isn't this just the bastard who fell in love with the mung bean? These two entries perfectly match each other, and they can be tied together as a CP.

Especially with the characteristics of the Dragonborn, even if the light entry is locked this time, he is not worried about another Kryptonian war god Nexus popping up. At worst, he will be reborn and open a trumpet after experiencing the god-level account. He can What can I do?

As for the rest of the bad guys and gambling monsters, he passed them directly. Everyone knew the consequences of Grandpa Lu. After pouring a cup of cappuccino for Auntie, he made a bold statement, can you play 17 cards in seconds? I? Can you kill me instantly? So far, the computer screen has not been eaten, and he does not want to follow in the footsteps of Grandpa Lu.

The only thing that bothered him was the hypnosis app and the dual personality. Is that a hypnosis app? If he has it, then he can be unscrupulous. Think about that scene, you and her are alone in the classroom at sunset. At this time, you take out the hypnosis app and smile proudly. She is successfully hypnotized by you, and she will do your homework. It’s so cool to be able to do it all for you!

But who can reject another self? Dragonborn? another me? Isn't he the Black King Nidhogg? Darkening is ten times stronger and whitening is three times weaker. Are you kidding me?

"Choose [Tian Envy Yingcai], [Dragonborn], [Dual Personality] and start the simulation."

[The noble and pure soul embarks on a journey, the simulation begins~?]

[There will be no system entries in this simulation, and an immersive simulation will begin. Please be prepared, host, and wish you a pleasant journey~?]

[Scene change begins...simulation begins~?]

Jiang Fan opened his mouth to ask something, but before he could speak, an overwhelming feeling of dizziness came over him, as if it was dragging him into the dark abyss again.

.......

The palace is empty and quiet, with orange flames burning in the candlestick. There is no window in the palace, only the closed ancient bronze door. Endless darkness rushes in to wrap up the place, and only the candlestick emits the last light.

"Are you sad too?" Someone whispered softly in the darkness.

"Immortal dragon... That is our destination... Are you afraid?... That should be ours..." He whispered in the darkness, like the whisper of a wizard in the abyss.

"No, that price is not what I want." The boy shook his head, walked out of the area only illuminated by fire, and looked at the boy in front of him sadly.

"We are the real immortals. You will one day walk on this road. This road is lonely. Only we accompany each other..." He raised his head, and the blazing gold flowed in his pupils, flashing with sadness. .

"That road is too lonely..." The boy gently stroked the side of his face and finally saw his whole face clearly with the light of the fire.

There were four endless bronze pillars standing at the end of the darkness. Each bronze pillar was dragged with a rusty copper-colored chain. He was hung on the throne, and his limbs were fixed with some kind of long nails in weird ways. The arc penetrated hard, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, he just smiled.

"Everyone will die, it's just a matter of time. There is no real immortal in the world, only we are immortal...Only us..." His voice echoed in the palace.

"No, being forgotten is the real death... As long as someone still remembers me, I will be immortal."

The boy hugged him gently, raised his head in his arms, and his lowered pupils burst out with burning golden light, as if to light up the whole world, reflecting the splendor of the dark palace.

...

The shaking of the table woke Jiang Fan up. The scene he saw when he opened his eyes was hazy. He shook his head slightly, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear. It was a man with long silver hair. For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the soft silver hair.

"Jiang Fan, wake up quickly, sir is here." The girl lowered her voice and gently pushed Jiang Fan's shoulder.

The scene in front of Jiang Fan suddenly became clear. He was sitting on a long pear wood chair, with a half-opened ancient book in front of him. The gentleman in a robe was walking along the aisle between the tables and chairs with the book in one hand, looking towards Walk straight over to his position.

The face of the girl beside him who gently pushed his shoulder became clearer, and there was a bit of worry on her cold face.

"Master Jiang Fan, are you feeling unwell again? Do you need to go back and rest?" Mr. Jiang Fan stopped in front of Jiang Fan's desk and put down the book he was holding slightly.

"I'm sorry, sir, I have troubled you again. My health is fine." Jiang Fan pursed his lips and shook his head apologetically.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Your achievements are obvious to all. You are the student I am most proud of in the academy. And...this is because of your health. You don't need to apologize to me." The gentleman shook his head lightly and smiled happily, but his eyes were mixed with regret.

The body of this Lord Dragon Master of the Vidyadhara clan has been like this since he was born. Even the dragon horns, the symbol of the Vidyadhara clan, are slightly arched like the tips of bamboo shoots, as if he is stunted. He is not a sick person. However, the coughing and lethargy in the past two years are not something that happens every day or two. Even the top doctors of the Danding Division are helpless to deal with such strange things. These are not secrets worth hiding.

But even if he fell asleep in class, he could not stop the wisdom of Lord Longzun. He could recite all the contents of the ancient books with just a glance, and he could understand even the most mysterious Yunqi spear techniques or sword techniques.

But the only thing that is regrettable is that the body of this Lord Dragon Master is so weak that he is in an absurd state. He is panting before he has finished practicing half of a set of marksmanship. He does not look like a Vidyadhara clan member at all.

Jiang Fan looked at his husband's leaving figure and absentmindedly flipped through the ancient books in front of him. He was dreaming again. In the dream, the young man who looked the same as him had such sad eyes, but more details in the dream were... It disappeared like the melting snow in the early morning sun. He tried to remember but it was like a tape that was gradually disappearing. It rustled in his hand until he opened his hand and still found nothing.

"Did you have another nightmare?" The girl looked at her husband's leaving figure and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it shouldn't be a nightmare, I forgot..." Jiang Fan rubbed his temples and unconsciously touched his dragon horns. They were still cold, like ancient emeralds, but This is much more valuable than ancient jade, and is considered a priceless treasure.

"Forget it if I can't remember it. I can't even remember it in my dreams." The girl shook her head and lowered her voice, "Do you have time after class? There are still some things I didn't understand about yesterday's sword technique."

"I will always have time for you, Jingliu." Jiang Fan sat upright.

But half a second later, he suddenly thought of how ambiguous what he said was. He blushed and quickly waved his hands and shook his head to explain something. Even his tail swung anxiously, but his mouth seemed to be unable to obey, he was hesitating. Not a single word came out.

"Your tail hit the leg of the table again. Is this the case every time you get emotional, or are you all the Adolf Clan like this?" Jingliu lowered his head and looked at Jiang Fan's pure white tail, and a feeling surged in his heart. The urge to touch the stock.

"Maybe... I should be the only one like this." Jiang Fan scratched his head and pulled his tail back so that it wouldn't sway wildly.

At this time, the melodious bells echoed in the school palace, and the quiet classroom instantly became lively. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the wooden windows on the table. The students who had been holding back for a class ran outside arm-in-arm, like It's a little bird out of its cage.