Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Lu Mingze frowned slightly, still thinking about Lu Mingfei's previous words.

Everything about martial arts confused him. He had never heard of this information, but what he was more concerned about was how his brother knew. Has anyone noticed his existence?

"It's such a subtle field, just like the real thing."

Lu Mingfei was amazed.

He played with the bronze mask in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and looked into the mask's deep eyes.

"Speaking of which, my character is quite distressing."

"Weird thoughts always come to my mind."

"Sometimes I can't help but say it."

"Especially on the battlefield, when the fight is about to start, everyone is very nervous. I also became nervous, so I subconsciously said something. I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but I didn't expect it would be so embarrassing."

After saying this, Lu Mingfei laughed softly.

Lu Mingze looked at him quietly.

This bastard, oh no, my brother is no longer a bastard. At this moment, he is clearly a reliable adult.

What seems to have happened to my brother?

Lu Mingze suddenly thought.

He had Lu Mingfei’s information on every day, every year, every month since he was a child. He knew that Lu Mingfei had secretly gotten up on countless dark nights, turned on his computer, logged in to QQ, and bored himself over and over again with a puppy. The enemy's chest is just waiting for a certain girl's avatar to jump.

I also knew that Lu Mingfei sat alone on the rooftop at dusk every day, suddenly overlooking the city from a high place, just like he looked down at his country with cold eyes thousands of years ago.

Lu Mingze thought that he was the person who understood his brother best.

Yes, I thought.

In just the blink of an eye, my brother was different. He had a past that Lu Mingze didn't know about. His eyes were filled with thousands of years of ice, and beneath the ice was a history that was so dark that no one in the world knew about it.

At this moment, he was sitting next to his brother, but he felt that he was so far away.

The eyes of the brother and the bronze mask looked into each other's eyes, as if they were reunited with an old friend after a long absence. What had they experienced? The past stories were still haunting, but there was still a narrow escape, and maybe there would be a good-looking girl.

This is all the past unknown to Lu Mingze.

This frightened him.

"That's weird. Have we known each other before?"

Lu Mingze was distracted for a moment. When he reacted, he found that his brother was looking at him curiously.

"I said, have we known each other before?"

Lu Mingfei repeated patiently. He had always had a good temper. He often told stories to his soldiers in Kyushu. It snowed heavily at that time, but the battle still had to be fought. The soldiers couldn't sleep at night. Called, Lu Mingfei told them about the rebellious Lelouch.

A group of soldiers under the age of eighteen gathered around a campfire. Lu Mingfei preached enthusiastically that Lelouch would overthrow the old world and create a new world where people could live and work in peace and contentment, for the sake of his sister.

A soldier raised his hand and asked as curiously as a primary school student.

"Sir, what is the new world like?"

Someone scolded him.

"Listen to the story. Let the adults tell it properly and don't interrupt!"

"That's right."

But there was still some discussion in a low voice.

"In the new world, my family will have rice porridge every day."

"That way there's no need to sell Erya."

"so good."

Lu Mingfei looked at these soldiers. There were young faces under the torn linen. They were just children, only in middle school, but now they were fighting for their lives on the battlefield. They were blunt and rusty. The feeling of the knife being inserted into my chest was really unpleasant.

The soldiers' eyes flashed as they imagined what the new world Lord Yama said would look like.

Everyone can have enough to eat, there is no need to sell daughters to be child brides for rich people, and there will be no need to pay for the landowner’s dog with his life.

"Snow doesn't taste good."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"What?"

"Ah, haven't you ever eaten snow? There is nothing to eat in winter, so we..."

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei stopped talking and shook his head.

"That was a long time ago."

He said.

Lu Mingfei sat on the railing and rocked back and forth, as if he could ride the wind in the next second, traveling 80,000 miles a day, freer than a dandelion.

"Where are you talking about?"

"By the way, have we known each other before?"

Regarding this question, Lu Mingfei was unexpectedly very persistent and wanted Lu Mingze to give the answer.

"Of course."

Lu Mingze said.

"I'm your brother."

"Since the beginning of your birth, our lives have been connected together. Even if the world comes to an end, you and I will never be separated."

Lu Mingze solemnly recited scriptures, but this was not for the gods. After all, even the supreme Odin had to bow before him and offer piety.

Lu Mingfei was the only person in the world who could condescend him to recite sutras.

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"You don't seem to understand very well."

"Anyway, we've known each other a long time ago, right."

Lu Mingze smiled helplessly and fondly.

"Yes, yes, brother is right."

It was already dark by this time, and the stars in the night sky cast thousands of lights on the ground. The two brothers sat on the edge of the night, quietly watching the world.

"Although I have forgotten you."

"But you still make me feel close."

Lu Mingfei ruffled Lu Mingze's hair.

Lu Mingze had a stinky face and didn't hide.

"But,"

Lu Mingfei said softly.

"Kids, be polite."

"Next time you come to see me, please let me know in advance."

"They just dragged me into the field without my permission."

"this is not good"

My brother is really not the bad boy he used to be.

Lu Mingze thought.

He clearly felt the majesty of a mountain from Lu Mingfei at this moment.

That is the power and power that can determine the lives and deaths of millions of people with just one word.

You can only meet him with his permission.

if not……

Lu Mingfei slowly put on the bronze mask.

Something terrifying and majestic was about to awaken in the boy's body.

"I can't change my character."

"I always talk nonsense. It's very distressing when fighting. You can't have two armies facing each other. If the other side kills a strong general, I'll go up here and tell the enemy general to stop being mad, and tell me a joke. I’ll make you laugh to death.”

Lu Mingfei laughed.

Lu Mingze was silent.

"So, I made this mask."

"Normally, I'm Lu Mingfei."

"It doesn't matter what nonsense you say, as a human being, happiness is the most important thing."

Pause.

It was overwhelming pressure.

Hard and cold words came from behind the mask.

Every word spoken was soaked in blood.

"Now, I am Yama."

it's dark.

It was absolutely matte black.

It is also called by the people of Kyushu: Hopeless Sky.

This is a deeper and darker emotion than despair.

In this world, there is no hope, so there is no hope at all.

And the reason why it is called Hopeless Sky.

Just because this is the realm of Yama's martial arts.

The city with thousands of lights is gone.

The hopeless world is black soil as far as the eye can see.

Lu Mingze grabbed a handful of black soil, tightened his fists, and deep blood flowed from between his fingers.

In the beginning, when the realm of Yama was first established, the soil in the hopeless world was still brown, and there were large expanses of green grass.

Later, many people died here, and their blood sank into the soil for a long time. The earth was dyed into red soil, and the red soil settled into black.

So Wuwangtian became what it is now.

Lu Mingze looked at the blood remaining on his palm.

He turned slowly in a circle, surveying the black earth.

So he laughed.

Unbridled and arrogant.

"Sure enough, brother!"

"You are a monster!"

He was like a saint who suddenly heard divine revelation under a stained glass window, raising his hands to the sky.

In the sky is Yama sitting upright.