The dragon clan cultivated a Chu Mensao

The colored glass windows reflect colorful light under the warm light, and the roses carved on the walls are lingering.The angels in the oil painting looked peaceful. Chu Zihang just stood in the center of the church, raised his head, and looked at the silver cross directly above.

The phone rang suddenly, Chu Zihang pressed to answer, but did not speak.

"Chu Zihang, what are you doing now?" Caesar's voice came.

"I don't know, there's nothing to do, just wait." Chu Zihang looked at the cross and said lightly, "What are you eating?"

"Australian grain-fed Angus beef jerky, oh, the guest I'm waiting for has come, what about yours?"

"I don't know yet, but what should come will come eventually."

"Who will end the battle first, what is the bet this time?"

"You lost your sports car on Freedom Day, and I lost my knife. Both bets have not been handed over to the winner, Lu Mingfei. It is necessary to continue to gamble." Chu Zihang continued, and suddenly he thought, " You...wouldn't it be embarrassing to give it to him?"

Caesar had already felt this feeling of a hit from Chu Zihang many times, it was really... annoyed.

"...It makes sense." Caesar said dryly, the Bugatti Veyron was still parked in the garage-in his concept, the car was still in his garage honestly-he couldn't help being a little frustrated, he It's not that I'm sorry for this car, but I'm really embarrassed to drive this car in front of Lu Mingfei and hand it over to him.

He originally planned that if Lu Mingfei came up to the stage docilely and stood side by side with him, he would take out the car key from his pocket and slap it in his palm, saying that this toy should have been yours in the first place.

Caesar was also a little nervous at that moment, but Lu Mingfei didn't know... Chu Zihang's guess was right.

"Otherwise, bet lightly?" Fighting without bets is always boring.

"...I bet on a box of gingerbread." Chu Zihang hesitated.

"Then I'll bet... a box of beef jerky." Caesar laughed if the intruders would probably die of anger if they knew their betting money.

Chu Zihang put down the phone and walked into the confession room.As expected, the first one to arrive was a black figure who jumped down from the second floor. It was Susie who was originally a sniper.

"President?" Susie called softly standing outside the confessional door.

"Hmm." Chu Zihang lowered his head, as if he was confessing something.

"Are you okay? Your body..."

"It's okay, everything is fine." Chu Zihang interrupted Su Qian, this girl was really nice to him, but he really didn't want to discuss this topic.

"Group C received the request to evacuate the church area and strengthen the security of the library; group C received the request to evacuate the church area and strengthen the library's security..." Professor Schneider's voice came from the headset.

"Yes!" Everyone answered at the same time.

"Zihang! Evacuate the church area." Susie knocked on the confessional door again.

"No, not including me." Chu Zihang whispered.

Sure enough, Schneider's second notice stated that Chu Zihang was staying.

"Don't worry, let's go, Susie..." Chu Zihang lowered his voice, he was not very good at comforting girls, so he put the tens of dollars in change in his pocket into Susie's hands, "Help me buy a supper, In about two hours, we can eat together."

Chu Zihang stretched out his hand from behind the curtain and put the money in Su Qian's hand. His hand was white, slender, warm, and powerful.

"...Be careful, this is an agreement."

Susie hurriedly followed the evacuated people, and when she ran to the door of the church, she couldn't help but look back. In the silent church hall, the small confessional room looked mysterious and lonely.

He seemed to make Susie worry, and Chu Zihang felt that he should repent... He just regretted that he didn't stay in that rainy night, but ran away.He would rather die in the Nibelungen with that man...

So no matter whether he came to Kassel or started to study Explosive Blood, he just kept learning one thing, that is not to look back.Only regret what you didn't do, not what you did.He doesn't want to regret anymore, even if the goal is far away, life and death are uncertain, even if the weather is cold and the road is far away, the horse will die.

Chu Zihang sat quietly in the confession room, with Murraya leaning against his legs, his head was lowered, his hair was a little messy, and he seemed a little stiff in a suit and school uniform at this time.

There was a bang bang bang outside the church door.

"Please come in." In the confession room, Chu Zihang slowly raised his head and said.

Someone pushed the door open and closed it again, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the church, with a steady rhythm that could be called boring.The footsteps finally stopped in the middle of the church, and Chu Zihang opened the door of the confession room.

The two faced each other silently.The opponent was only about 1.6 meters tall, and his whole body was covered in a black combat uniform, including his face.It was obviously a girl, with a figure that could be called uneven, but the standing posture with her hands drooping close to the sides of her legs and her head slightly lowered, like a good student who was studying hard, would never be mentioned by anyone. interest.

After a moment of silence, Chu Zihang broke the silence: "You are the 'three-no girl'"

"That woman said so, so it must be." The three-no girl calmly recognized her position.

Chu Zihang put the mobile phone in his hand on the table next to him: "During the battle, Caesar always turned on his mobile phone, probably because he wanted me to know the battle situation over there."

"How's the battle going?"

"Continuous gunfire, both sides seem to have won a game, and now only the two of them are still standing, and the rest are unknown."

"Oh." The three-no girl thought for a while, "I am your opponent."

"I know."

The three-no girl looked at Chu Zihang's face, and the wind lifted his long hair, revealing those terrifying golden pupils, "Because I didn't want to expose your face, the other companions were transferred away, right?" "

"Yes."

"A person like you, living in this world, do you sometimes feel that you are very contradictory?"

"No, I have my own principles." Chu Zihang didn't like this kind of conversation very much.

Silence, long silence, this pair of opponents seems to be not very good at talking, every time a new topic is raised, they have to rack their brains.

"...Let's do it again, you knock on the door again." Chu Zihang said.

"and then."

"I said there was no one inside, so you can go."

Including the professor in the emergency command room, everyone was listening to their conversation in a daze. How could this be talked about?

"...I refuse." The three-no girl guessed wrongly, the person in front of him was not facial paralyzed, but a sullen one!

"Then let's start like this." Chu Zihang said

"Okay." The three-no girl nodded.

"Yanling. Junyan." After Chu Zihang finished speaking, a deep and thick voice came out from his throat, and the rhythm became faster and faster, evolving into a high-pitched chant.

"Okay, Yanling Junyan." The three-no girl chanted the exact same dragon prose.

The girl's chant gradually caught up with Chu Zihang, and Chu Zihang was silently worried about the little friends outside the church, so be careful.

The next moment, the sharp flame like electric welding shot through the glass of the church, the communication was interrupted, and the light mixed with the flying dust spread in all directions.Fortunately, the solid building structure has not been destroyed, and this ancient building was burnt into ruins in an instant.

A moment later, the sharp flame like electric welding sprayed out again.

A moment later...again!

The ruins were full of dust, two looming arcs protected the two of them, Chu Zihang did not pull out the village rain, and the three-no girl did not move (the gun), it was just the confrontation of Yan Ling, which was to control violence with violence. battlefield.

The author has something to say:

San Wu Niu: Because you didn’t want to expose your face, the other companions were transferred away, right?

Chu Zihang: Not the face, I am proud of my face, the key point is the eyes, I am afraid they will be blinded.

San Wu Niu: You are narcissistic.

Chu Zihang: This is not narcissism, this is correct self-cognition. My junior said that my face can be used as a meal card to pay for meals. Although he is cowardly, he is quite credible.

Lu Mingfei: I'm sorry senior brother, I failed your trust...