Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

When the half-blood army's butcher knives were about to collide with Norton, the whole world suddenly became dark, and this memory came to an abrupt end.

"King, this is a battle between hybrids and dragons. No matter which side it is, they will stop at nothing to kill the other."

"If one party puts down the butcher knife, such as His Highness Constantine giving up his power, then he will become a fish on the chopping board and be killed by the other party without hesitation."

"So there is absolutely no reconciliation between the hybrids and the dragons. When you reveal your identity, all the hybrids will only want to kill you."

The black shadow said seriously to Old Tang, who was still immersed in his memories, that he must stop Wang's unrealistic delusion and must not let Wang make such a fatal mistake in a semi-awake state.

Because at this moment the king has not recovered his dragon body, and has not even formed a cocoon. If the king is discovered at this moment by those crazy half-breeds who want to slay dragons in their bones.

Then there will be only one end for the king, and that is to be madly killed by those hybrids.

"And the Mingming you mentioned, Wang, has a strong aura of a dragon." The black shadow continued.

Old Tang, who was still immersed in his memories, was instantly awakened when he heard the black shadow's words, "It's obviously a dragon too!"

He was a little surprised, but more delighted. If Mingming was also a dragon, then he would not be alone.

The black shadow shook his head, denying Old Tang’s naive idea, and then told him the cruel truth.

"It's not what you think, King. He is not a dragon, but a pure hybrid. And his strength is definitely top-notch among the hybrids."

The black shadow paused for a moment, his expression becoming more solemn.

"More importantly, he is not a dragon, but he has such a strong dragon aura in his body, which means he has killed a dragon before."

"And with this level of aura, he must have killed at least a second-generation species, and more than one, and there's a possibility that it could be even higher."

The black shadow did not mention the last possibility because it was impossible. It was impossible for a single hybrid to kill the first generation.

Even Liu Xiu, who had emperor-level bloodline at that time, had to gather the strength of the mixed-blood army before he could fight the king.

But if the king back then had bred a dragon body, the final outcome would have been that the king would have won the final victory and crushed that lowly hybrid into garbage.

"Mingming is the Dragon Slayer!" Old Tang couldn't believe that Mingming, who played StarCraft with him, would actually play such a role in real life.

Although he didn't want to believe the shadow's words, he saw Mingming's blazing golden eyes before entering the subconscious world.

He knew that the shadow was not lying.

He was clearly a genuine dragon slayer, the same half-blood who was shouting in his memory that he wanted to kill him.

"Yes, an absolutely elite dragon slayer, who can even compete with Liu Xiu back then, if I tell him your identity as you wish."

"He will never save you. Instead, he will wield the butcher knife and kill you without hesitation. There is no other possibility."

The shadow's words were cold and unyielding, leaving a deep mark in Old Tang's heart.

"He obviously won't do that. He even said before that he wanted to go to the Internet cafe with me and play StarCraft all night long."

Old Tang refuted the black shadow's words. Deep down in his heart, he was resisting the possibility that Mingming might pick up the butcher knife and swing it at him.

"Wang, I have just said that your thoughts are transparent to me. Although you say so, I can clearly see that you are hesitating in your heart."

The black shadow knelt on the ground and clearly stated Old Tang's psychological activities.

"No matter how good friends you were before, after you awaken, all the original relationships will be wiped out. Killing and being killed is the eternal relationship between the dragon race and the hybrids."

At this moment, there was a tremor in the subconscious space, and the whole space seemed to be shaken violently from the outside, as if it was about to shatter in the next moment.

"King, he is waking you up. I don't have enough power to keep you here by force." The black shadow saw the clue.

"Please remember what I said and the experience in your memory. Do not reveal your identity for a moment or for other reasons."

Old Tang felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, slowly floating away in the sky of his subconscious space, and the black shadow's warning before leaving became smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared.

The memory goes back to the present. This is why Old Tang seemed so stiff when facing Lu Mingfei's questioning just now. If his identity is exposed, it is very likely that his relationship with Mingming will end here.

Although he didn't want to believe what the black shadow said, the memories in his mind told him clearly.

If he revealed his identity without any power, he would be hacked to death by those half-bloods without waiting for Norton to come back, and not a single body would be left.

"But Constantine, my younger brother." The name Constantine reminded Old Tang of the poor boy who was trapped in the prison car by Liu Xiu.

"Yes, Wang, your most beloved brother." The black shadow answered in Old Tang's heart.

Just when Old Tang was stunned, Finkel walked in and gave Old Tang a bear hug. In just a moment, Old Tang was trapped in Finkel's huge pectoral muscles.

Old Tang’s eyes widened instantly. Why was he being hugged by a man, and why was the posture so strange?

But what surprised him even more was that the familiar smell became stronger and stronger with Finkel's hug, but this smell was not a smell, but a strange feeling.

It made Old Tang feel at home, just like the familiarity a wanderer feels for his hometown.

However, Finkel did not hold him for long. It was just his way of expressing affection. After letting go of Lao Tang, Finkel decisively turned his target to Lu Mingfei, wanting to give Lu Mingfei a hug full of love as a senior brother.

But Lu Mingfei stood up quickly and took a few steps back, looking at Finkel with a vigilant look, interrupting Finkel's idea.

He is a virgin and he must not let Finkel tarnish his innocence.

Finger sighed twice, seeming quite regretful, "Junior brother, you are too cautious. You don't even want my loving hug, but it hurts my heart so much."

Lu Mingfei looked at Feng Ge, he didn't believe that Feng Ge would be sad at all.

"You should go back to the academy and hug Eva. She will definitely be able to accept your loving hug, brother."

Old Tang was a little confused. Why could he feel the breath of Constantine on Finkel? Could it be that the Finkel in front of him was Constantine in disguise?

But the Constantine in my memory is not the skinny, small, cute type.

How could it be a guy as muscular as Finkel in front of him, who looks so unreliable?

"King, this is not His Highness Constantine. This is also a hybrid. As for why there is His Highness Constantine's aura, it is likely that he has touched His Highness Constantine's cocoon. And such a strong aura is estimated to have been in contact for a long time."

The black shadow explained it to Old Tang in his mind.

"And according to memory, His Highness Constantine's cocoon should be placed in the Bronze City and guarded by a dragon servant. If he has His Highness Constantine's aura on him and is not dead, then there is a high probability that His Highness Constantine's cocoon is in his hand."

"Hi, I'm Lu Mingfei's good senior brother. You must be Lu Mingfei's best friend who loves playing StarCraft." Finkel returned to Old Tang with a bright smile on his face.

Old Tang unconsciously took two steps back, for he was afraid that Finkel would give him another bear hug.