The dragon clan cultivated a Chu Mensao

A strange pain came from his body, Chu Zihang looked down at his chest, scorching blood slowly poured out from the huge wound...

"Didn't expect that." The girl in her arms asked softly.Chu Zihang turned his head to look at Xia Mi, the girl in his arms was no longer that angelic girl.Her ketone body is slender and exquisite, but her whole body is iron-gray, with her breathing, the sharp scales slowly relax.

The sharp black claws replaced the roundly cut toenails. The sharp claws of her right hand pierced into her left chest, and the sharp claws of her feet penetrated into the knees of her legs.Chu Zihang saw his pale face through her golden pupils.

"Your real name." Chu Zihang said hoarsely, a little sad.

Xia Mi withdrew his sharp claws abruptly, and Chu Zihang held the wound with his palm to prevent the blood from gushing out all over his body in an instant, he stumbled back a few steps, and sat down powerlessly, with no expression on his blood-stained face.He just stared at Xia Mi intently, probably wanting to see clearly before the blood bleeds out... In the end, what happened.

Xia Mi walked slowly to the dead dragon, stroking his huge head, "He is my brother, Fenrir, the king of the earth and mountains, so..." Xia Mi turned to look at Chu Zihang, smiling.

"You are Jormungandr." Chu Zihang leaned weakly on a broken stone pier, "Fenrir's sister, where is Hela, the God of Death?"

"Hela hasn't been born yet." Xia Mi narrowed her eyes, "But today is the day of her birth, and it's here."

She turned her head, Chu Zihang followed her gaze, and Lu Mingfei stood beside a boulder in a daze.

"Don't worry, brother, there won't be a third dragon king tonight. That's right, there are a bunch of twins on the thrones of the four great monarchs." Xia Mi said coldly, "Hela, the god of death, is the fusion of my brother and me. Just tonight, right here." She leaned over and kissed the dragon's corpse like a girl kisses a cute kitten.

Chu Zihang understood that if she wanted to devour Fenrir, they would merge into Hela, and Hela would be stronger than any of them. "You will eventually evolve into gods."

Xia Mi nodded: "The so-called God of Death is the queen of the Nibelungen. He can open the doors of all the kingdoms of the dead in the world. It will be the return of the age of mythology. It is very beautiful, but unfortunately you will not be able to see it."

"You told me about your brother... You said that he believed in you very much. He had a chance to fight back, but he was surprised because you stood in front of him." Chu Zihang's voice was soft.His blood-stained hair hangs down, blocking his eyes, "You could have devoured him a long time ago, why wait until today."

"Because I love him." Xia Mi smiled suddenly, and said softly.Tears rolled down her scaly face, and so much, so much sadness poured out of her golden pupils like an ocean tide.

"Do you think he is not as stupid as a dragon at all, he doesn't understand anything, and he will follow me behind and call me sister."

Xia Mi raised her face, and despite the tears streaming down her face, her golden pupils became hotter and her face twisted, "But he is my brother! Why don't I love him?"

"But you raised him here, you have already been prepared to devour him one day." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Shut up!" In just a moment, Xia Mi rushed over, lifted Chu Zihang up into the air.

She is no longer that cute Xiami, she is the Dragon King, the Dragon King Yemengard.

"Do you know the despair of the abandoned clan? Sleeping for thousands of years! The endless cycle of nightmares! Only you in the deepest darkness!" Red water flowed from her eyes, and she didn't know whether it was dragon tears or blood. "Only your brother is holding your hand... Are you willing to sacrifice it? She is the only person who has been with you for thousands of years, so many years! Only him... On the throne of the abandoned clan, only the king and the king hug each other warmth……"

It began to howl, like a madman, and like a girl who lost her beloved doll.

"But you still want to devour him, don't you?" Chu Zihang said in a low voice, "There has never been a coexistence between kings and kings. You are just stepping stones for each other."

"Yeah, you're right, I can't imagine a human being who understands this, and says you're smart or cold-blooded." Yemengade said softly, and it laughed again, "But he's not food, he's my brother. "

Chu Zihang was held up by the neck, and he looked down at Xia Mi. The bleeding in his chest had stopped, or in other words, there was not much blood left in his body. Black and dangerous blood spilled all over the surrounding ground, and the asphalt board was sticky. thick.

He's dying again...why say again?

Xia Mi was crying softly, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would try to touch the girl's head.

"Have you regretted it, Chu Zihang?" Xia Mi asked suddenly, "You didn't text me back, and you didn't... text Caesar back. You can't pay that appointment."

"The death knell has sounded, but that's a tribute to the opening of the door to another world." Yermungandr stopped crying and looked up.

"Twilight of the gods?" Chu Zihang asked softly.

"Yes, but you won't be able to live to see that magnificent scene." Ye Mengjiad stretched out his hand that turned into a sharp claw, and the bone spurs on his fingertips were like knives, slowly piercing Chu Zihang's wound, " Don't be afraid, it will be over soon, as long as I take your heart out, you will become a member of the kingdom of the dead. Let's vent our resentment together, resentment is like a black flower, blooming all over the world, It will be beautiful."

"As a Deadpool?" Chu Zihang's eyes were blurred, and his golden pupils were collapsing. "I'm really reluctant. I don't know if Deadpool knows how to appreciate flowers..."

"I'll tell you." Yemeng added more strength, and the claws cut through Chu Zihang's ribs and sank deep into his chest.

Already numb from the pain, Chu Zihang thought, he can't eat the meal ordered by Caesar, it's a pity, and also a little... Regret.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do..." Chu Zihang said softly, not knowing who he was talking to.

He stretched out his hand to hold Yermungandr's wrist, tightened it suddenly, and the wrist bone broke with a "click".Ye Mengjia cried out in pain.She couldn't pull back her hand, Chu Zihang's broken ribs clamped her hand tightly.He flew and kicked Yermungandr's chest, making a loud bang, with the sound of ribs cracking.

The two figures separated, Chu Zihang turned 360 degrees, and fell down. He crouched, the scales all over his body opened and closed.He took a deep breath, inhaled a huge amount of oxygen, and the bloody bone spurs protruded from his body. He stood up slowly, with the unsheathed Imperial Sword Murasame in his hand.

That's right, he exploded blood again... In the state of blood bursting for the third time, he was already unconscious, and he could only lock on the target to attack...

"You still dare to burst blood, so you are no different from Deadpool, are you willing to forget everything!? Forget Susie! Forget Lu Mingfei! Forget, Caesar!!" Yemengjiade shouted angrily.

Chu Zihang didn't say a word, or he couldn't understand that sentence anymore, he just looked at Yemengade, his golden pupils were as cold as ice, as if he didn't know Yemengade or Xia Mi at all. At this moment, all that remains in his eyes is the indifferent killing, like a king aloft.

Yemengarde hissed the ancient language, and a brand new language spirit was inspired, and the field expanded rapidly.Chu Zihang's "Jun Yan" also ignited again, and the field also continued to expand.At the edge of the contact between the two domains, one can clearly see a layer of air, with hundreds of thousands of volts of white-purple static electricity and thousands of degrees of black fire snake swimming on it.The bright places are dazzling, and the dark places are like black holes.

Chu Zihang chased Yemengard, and there was a deafening roar every time he collided. He even ran against the rock wall and ignored the gravity of the earth.

Gravels kept falling from the top, and they split open in the air. Scythe weasels flew around in terror, and were quickly reduced to ashes by the domains of both sides.

Some sickle weasels landed beside Lu Mingfei, he dodged around with his head in his arms, his eyes were full of those things screaming in horror, like the end of the world.

In this doomsday environment, there is one more person who can laugh.

A piece of white rose petals flew over, Chu Zihang looked over subconsciously, he saw a boy with Lu Mingfei, holding the bouquet of white roses standing at the end of the platform, with a smile that he couldn't tell whether it was pity or With a mocking smile, he looked up here.The wind blew away the roses, and the white petals fluttered one after another.

It's like...a funeral for someone...