Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 118 Sleeping Lu Mingfei (Part [-])

The man in black was still thinking about what happened just now.

That boy, he, won't it hurt?
Suddenly, the man in black thought of the pale lips of the boy when he finally nodded to him.

And a slightly haggard face.

He will probably be in pain.

It is also clear this point.

The man in black felt even more chilled.

Really, scary.

The uncles saw the boy come out.

I haven't waited for a few words.

The boy went upstairs again.

"running in and out."

One wondered.

"Why is this?"

When the little devil comes over.

A fruit basket was placed beside Lu Mingfei's bed.

Inside are all bright red apples.

He picked one with great interest and tossed it in his hand.

"Apple, safe and sound, how auspicious."

He said to the sleeping Lu Mingfei.

"Look brother, you have a very interesting brother."

Gently set down the apples.

He stared at Lu Mingfei's bronze mask covering his face for a long time.

Especially the shocking cracks on the mask.

One runs from the right eyebrow to the corner of the left mouth, bending like a centipede crawling.

A strike passed through the middle of the bridge of the nose, like a sharp blade slashing, and with unparalleled momentum, it wanted to split the mask into two parts.

The remaining fine cracks are more and denser, so there is no need to mention them.

Lu Mingze stroked the cracks on the bronze mask carefully.

Gentle as a young girl carefully receiving the dewdrops on the roses in the early morning
But different.

The eyes of the solemn boy in the black suit were full of sadness.

He sighed.

"elder brother."

Ever since he failed to sense Norton's consciousness, Lu Mingfei has been in a deep sleep ever since.

And no one knows how long he will have to sleep like this.

At a certain moment, the boy's eyes showed a piercing killing intent.

And the majesty that makes people want to kneel.

"Norton."

He said.

Its bite is as fierce as a liger biting its prey.

It's hard to imagine such a handsome and gentle boy.

There was such a violent scene.

Then, the boy sighed again.

This time there was no violence.

Only helplessness remained.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

He said.

Lu Mingze pointed at Lu Mingfei's forehead.

This scene is as solemn and sacred as a mural on the dome of a church.

Thousands of believers should kneel and pray.

Just before this painting.

Lu Mingze closed his eyes.

"It's not good to sleep late."

He smiled lightly.

"elder brother."

The fog that covered a world spread before his eyes.

The angle of view is pulled down from an altitude of [-] meters.

Mountains, rivers and lakes, birds and fish.

Go away, go away, go away faster than Baiju.

The picture is finally frozen.

Lu Mingze stepped on the ground firmly.

He looked around.

Large tracts of peach blossom forests.

There is a path in front of you.

The boy followed suit.

At the end of the road, there are three thatched houses built next to each other.

In front of the house there is a stone table and four stone benches, on which a young man is sitting, holding a clay jar, pouring himself a drink.

Lu Mingze stepped heavily, attracting the young man's attention.

Seeing the person coming, the young man was dazed and almost let go of the cup in his hand.

Lu Mingze smiled and cupped his hands.

Long sleeves.

When he landed, he had already changed his clothes.

I heard the boy say something obediently.

"elder brother."

Who is that young man who pours and drinks himself, if not Lu Mingfei?

"How did you come!"

Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

"Isn't this my sea of ​​consciousness!"

"Consciousness sea?"

Lu Mingze chewed such an interesting word, it was the first time he heard it, so it is not appropriate to say it, there are similar words in Daozang, Lu Mingze thought about it a little, and he also knew the general idea.

"Is it your spiritual world?"

Lu Mingze used the tone of a child showing off candy.

"Don't forget, my authority, authority."

"It's not impossible to connect to dreams or the spiritual world."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei smashed his mouth.

"Fun, interesting."

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect your spiritual world to materialize, brother, and it turned out to be a thatched cottage."

"I thought it would be an Internet cafe, or King of Fighters Interstellar."

The little devil looked around curiously.

"Generally speaking, the scene where everyone's spiritual world materializes is the most profound memory in their life."

"Brother, you..."

"Hey, don't talk about that."

Lu Mingfei greeted generously.

"Drink and drink, the most authentic plum wine, you are lucky."

He enthusiastically handed over the cup.

The amber wine was half full and shook slightly.

Lu Mingze lowered his face.

He didn't even look at it, he just waved his long sleeves, exerting enough strength, and Lu Mingfei was defenseless, with this blow, he knocked the glass of wine away.

The clay-fired wine glass was shattered, spilling out plum wine all over the place.

"doing what!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the wreckage of the glass of wine in distress.

"What a drink!"

"What a cup!"

"It's fine if you don't drink, why are you so angry and why did you fall!"

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei's voice became smaller and smaller.

But Lu Mingze stared at him coldly with a pale face.

"What... what's the matter."

Lu Mingfei turned his face away guiltily.

"What's wrong!"

Lu Mingze was furious.

"look at you!"

"look at you!"

Trembling, he tapped Lu Mingfei's face with his finger.

"look at you!"

He sighed unbearably.

"What's going on!"

"Also...it's okay."

Lu Mingfei smiled and scratched his face.

Then he grabbed a large piece of skin.

He was stunned.

It's like discovering a new continent.

"Come, come, let me show you something fun."

He winked at the livid little devil.

Then he dubbed himself with a sound of ha.

Just put the piece of skin that was scratched off and pasted it back.

"Great."

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

The little devil's face was still sinking like water.

He came closer.

closer.

Until in front of Lu Mingfei.

The two almost touched each other's noses.

"what……"

Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

The little devil pressed his face firmly.

Then he gently stroked the dense cracks on Lu Mingfei's face.

The boy's face was originally sunny and pretty like that of a big boy next door.

At this moment, it was as if the porcelain had fallen to the ground.

Cracks like spider webs.

From the forehead, to the eyebrows, down to the jaw, and the back of the neck.

Lu Mingze violently grabbed the boy's arms, ignored Lu Mingfei's yelling, and tore off his sleeves.

Pupils shrink.

Skin, flesh, bones.

Large flakes peeled off like dead trees.

Unfortunately, this place is the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The Lu Mingfei in front of him is just a manifestation of his spiritual body.

Otherwise, if such an injury were replaced by a flesh and blood body, I am afraid that he would have died and his soul would have returned to the underworld.

But even if it is the spiritual body.

It is also shocking.

The little devil stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Lu Mingfei's arm.

Halfway through, it was retracted like an electric shock.

He clenched his fists.

Lu Mingfei's exquisite face was a fury that Lu Mingfei had never seen before.

This made him a little at a loss.

Lu Mingfei, he can fight Waigang and even Wusheng without blinking an eye.

It can also suppress the Dragon King with a monstrous backlash.

But it is the hardest and most difficult, I don't know how to deal with Lu Mingze at this time.

Look at this little boy, obviously very angry.

But Lu Ming knew it all.

He, little devil.

Actually sad.

Very sad very sad.

Angry with sadness.

Anger is going to set the world on fire.

(End of this chapter)