My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

Although dragons usually don't talk about science...but they are also life, and living things will always follow certain established laws, such as life and death.

"I am constantly dying, but I am also constantly being reborn." Xiyue said, "This is relying on my own vitality to contend with Gungnir, it is endlessly hurting me, and my cells are also Endless rebirth to fill the wound, life and death are fighting in my body every moment. The final result will definitely be me losing, because my regeneration is limited, and Gungnir The wound is eternal, I seem to be talking to you normally now, but it is very likely that I will suddenly disconnect and die in the next second, I don't know when my end will come."

"This weapon is simply a bug-level foul!"

"So listen carefully, what I'm going to tell you next is the weakness that only those who have personally experienced Gungnir can realize." Xiyue said, "The essence of that weapon is a root of the world tree. The branches, though polished to look like war spears, are not strong enough. If you have a chance to face Odin, stay close to Odin, and he has no chance to throw a spear. Gungnir's length is not suitable for riding a horse. That is a throwing weapon, and close combat will be very slow. Imagine the speed of a giant holding a tree stump and swinging a sword? It can use force to accelerate in an attack, but it cannot defend every vital point of itself in time. .”

"Actually, you tell so many stories because you want me to kill Odin, right?" Lu Mingfei looked into Xiyue's eyes, "He stole your sister's egg, of course you want to avenge him."

"But I can't do it now, so I have to leave it to others." Xiyue smiled faintly. Regardless of her identity, she is actually more beautiful than Xia Mi. When she smiles, she has the beauty of thawing glaciers and reviving everything. "I have used everything to fight Gungnir, and I don't have the power to challenge Odin again."

"Then why must it be me?"

"I only know you." Xiyue swam to Lu Mingfei from the water, she smiled a little exhausted, but still insisted, "Do you know? When the dragons open their eyes, they also come To a child in this world. Now is not the era of the dragon clan. The whole planet is your human territory. I don’t have anything familiar here. I can rely on my own intelligence and strength to mix it up. It sounds amazing. Human prestige, wealth and status are easy for me, but these are useless to me. I just miss my sister very much. She is the only person I know well. I wish I could close my eyes. It’s time to see her again, that’s all.”

Xiyue rested lightly on Lu Mingfei's shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes: "Ye Mengjiade is still alive, she is by your side, Norton is also alive, I can feel his presence, since they are all willing to choose you , then I am also willing. If one day I die suddenly, just take my keel away. For any mixed race, it is an extremely precious thing, and it is right to be my reward."

Long messy hair hangs on Xiyue's shoulders, her creamy skin has a transparent texture, and her breath is as light as a gossamer.Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to open her arms to hug Xiyue. At this moment, she really didn't feel that this girl was a dragon. She just felt that she was weak and exhausted. She must be waiting for the time when she woke up. During the day, she was sleepless because she was afraid that if she died now, there would be no one in the world who could help her.

Is the dragon family also a simple child... They are not the same species as humans. Killing something has no moral and evil constraints for them, but they also have feelings, and sometimes they may be more sincere than humans, because they have no pursuit. So what you think is often more pure, right?
"Take a good rest, I'll go out and have a look." Lu Mingfei caressed Xiyue's back, like comforting a domestic kitten.

"Well... you should be surprised, remember to change your clothes." Xiyue said softly, she really didn't have the strength to open her eyes, just as Lu Mingfei thought, from that day until now, she not only Confronted with Gungnir, and played the role of taking care of Lu Mingfei non-stop, Caesar and Chu Zihang couldn't come over to see the beautiful girl's naked body.

Lu Mingfei crawled out of the barrel and took a bathrobe from the hanger, because there was nothing to use at hand, so she could only dry her hair with a hair dryer and tie it up into a small ball.

Outside the bathroom is a long corridor, the wooden boards on the wall have gorgeous patterns, and the lampstand is a deep red like agate, and the wall lamps are not pendant lamps, thus creating a low and seductive atmosphere here, to put it simply The point is that there is a smell of money everywhere, making Lu Mingfei feel that this place is probably some kind of luxurious hotel, but there is no card slot for hotels.

At the end of the corridor is an elevator. The indicator light shows that this is the F3 floor. I haven't seen it yet, but I already feel that it is a very happy place.

The elevator door opened, and the deafening music almost broke Lu Mingfei's mind. On the dance floor, countless men and women were swaying to their heart's content, and even the ground seemed to follow the rhythmic rhythm.The girls are all wearing short skirts and stiletto shoes, with delicate masks on their faces. Their dance partners are all young men. Some are masculine and rough and muscular as weightlifters, and some are feminine and handsome as senior brothers. What's more important is Their attire, the men have put on makeup, sexy purple lips or earrings bigger than a bracelet, eyelashes longer than the ones a girl took, the suits are backless, and the pants are short enough to show their lines of……

What the hell is this?Sissy concentration camp?Lu Mingfei only felt dizzy, she really didn't expect that Xiyue's good mouth would bring her to this kind of place.

Lu Mingfei groped and slipped to the outside of the dance floor, where there were circular sofas and booths, full of women in costumes, they hugged the men around them, talked loudly and toasted frequently, laughed, poured wine and beat the man's chest, When they got excited, they would ride on their laps and twist their waists to take pictures and make waves. The friends around them raised their mobile phones to take pictures of this unrefined scene. They didn't think it was a big deal at all, but they laughed loudly. , took out more cards and threw them to the waiter to buy more wine.

Only the girls paid the bill, and the men who played with them were handsome and had elegant smiles, but they didn't intend to take out their wallets. Lu Mingfei felt that something was wrong.

At the end of the dance music, the solitary and bleak music sounds. This is a traditional Japanese classical style, which represents sad things like falling cherry blossoms and running water. Listening to this kind of music, the crazy night scene will also pass through in an instant. Go to ancient Japan and listen to the 50-year era of the big dream.

The curtain opened, and the stage rose slowly, revealing the background of high mountains, flowing water, and cliffs. A man in white and red hakama had a kendo ponytail and a long knife hanging from his waist. He was in the shape of Himura Kenshin. The blower blows the petals of cherry blossoms Towards him, his big sleeves fluttered in the wind, revealing his well-defined forearms.

Another man slowly walked out from the side of the stage, and the audience immediately rang Basara King! Basara King!scream.The man lived up to the name of King. He was naked to the waist, his tight muscles were as gorgeous as Bruce Lee, and the makeup effect even filled him with scars all over his body. With the unruly messy long hair and the dyed hands With the curved long knife of blood, he strode forward and raised the gourd wine to drink heavily. There was a wild sense of me singing and laughing to the sky.

"Youkyo, the days of you threatening the daimyo at every turn are over." Basara King stopped behind the man on the edge of the cliff, and stretched out his right hand, "Give me Murasame."

"If you want it, you have to get it yourself." You Jing turned around slowly, holding Murasame in his arms, his eyes had never been so contemptuous, as if the guy in front of him was just a bluff, and he could transform him with a snap of his fingers For fans, "You already know this rule."

"Youkyo! Youkyo!" The audience cheered, and many women who were close to the stage opened champagne and sprayed it on the stage to add to the fun.

"I knew you would say that." Basara King drew his knife out of its sheath, and the cherry blossoms cut across his blade, turning into two swirling cherry blossoms, and floated into the palms of the audience. Holding it was like holding Having captured Basara King's heart, the girl held it to her chest with a happy expression.

"How many times have we fought?" You Jing asked, his voice had the texture of an iceberg.

"It's hard to say, our childhood memories are full of fights." Basara King shrugged.

"After all, you have become their lackey."

"How can it be called a running dog? Under them, I have status, money, and women. Isn't this the life every man dreams of?" Basara King smiled contemptuously.

"We once swore together to cut off this miserable world, didn't we?" You Jing's words revealed a sense of helplessness.

"Don't be stupid, how many people do you think you can save with just a knife in your hand? The daimyo has thousands of troops under his command. Even if they line up and let you cut them one by one, you will kill them all by yourself." First, I was shot as a hedgehog. To change the world, the only way is to become the ruler of the world, so I went to them, and I will take away what belongs to them bit by bit, replace them, and become the new emperor!" Basara King Opening his arms, he uttered his ideal aloud, in a great poetic ode.

"You have changed." You Jing was still so cold.

"Yes, I have changed! But I think this is very good! What about you? My brother, you have killed so many daimyos, but the plight of the warriors and common people below has not changed! Don't you understand? ? The path you chose has always been a mistake! Only by following me can we usher in a brand new world!"

"When you have the idea of ​​replacing them, at that moment you become a new evil dragon. I have no doubt that you will become another big name in the future, but at that time, will you still have the original intention we had many years ago? "You Jing said, "I have seen too many people like you, without exception, they all ended badly."

"Then we don't have anything to talk about." Basara King's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slowly raised Dick Rado, "Let's settle this, Ukyo! Let's see who is qualified to become the king of the new world!"

"I'm not interested in that position, but I know it can't be you." Ukyo flicked Murasame out of the scabbard.

There was a long applause, and the two men danced their knives in the falling cherry blossoms. The knives walked with them, advancing and retreating at a pace. Every time the blades collided, cold sparks would be produced. The dangerous cold light passed by each other's scalps. It is a real sword fighting technique, where every blow is a life-and-death struggle.

The audience was shocked by this thrilling fight. Most of them had seen fighting performances, but never had a show as shocking as this one. It seemed that the pair of actors on the stage were really two brothers who were facing each other. They know each other's skills well and know where the next attack will come from. They don't need to perform their fighting at all, they just need to wave from their hearts, because they have really fought many times, and those scripts don't seem to be just Words that are just words are more like a reproduction of what actually happened.

"It's been a long time since I've lost my blood again, Ukyo!"

"I admit that you are amazing, but, can you take this move? Basara King!"

"Deep Stinger!"

"Split Sky Judgment Extreme!"

Both of them recited lines that were extremely shameful in the second grade, and they would be covered by maids in Akihabara, but they were greeted here only by the excited screams of the women. Regardless of whether this is copying Sasuka and Naruto, what they appreciate is the muscle lines of the two top male gods when they wield knives, their decisive eyes and stern chic between swords and swords.

When the two sides were fighting hard, it seemed that they both read out a move that was like a nirvana. Flames rose from Ukyo's village rain, Basara King's sword turned black, and the two rushed to fight fiercely with the sword. Together, the blades rubbed against each other in a stalemate, the blower turned up the wind power to the maximum, countless gorgeous cherry blossoms fell from the sky, scattered and covered their figures, the cherry blossoms fell like snow, their blades finally missed slowly, everything was like slow motion stabbing into the other's chest...

The two brothers drew their knives and left at the same time, stumbled back, their eyes were loose, blood sprayed all the way, they sat down weakly, but still looked at each other with the eyes of mortal enemies, it seemed that every fateful duel In this way, there is no final winner in the fierce battle between life and death. Two beams of strong lights hit Youjing and Basara King respectively, and the surrounding light sources were all extinguished.

"Ahhh, how could this be? Could it be that the duel between these two brothers is finally going to end like this? Whether it is Ukyo, who insisted on his original intention, or Basara King, who committed crimes, can't realize their dreams? No, absolutely not In this way, they embrace you with their hands that are used to holding murderous knives and join our ikebana. Are you willing to accept their embrace? Are you willing to leave this lost young man with your warmth? Are you willing to work with them to realize their lifelong dreams? Dream? Just tonight, right now, let the lost young people stand up again with your love and tenderness!"

A voice similar to a narration came from the speakers in all directions. This scene made Lu Mingfei, who is used to the game, feel like the currency renewal interface of an arcade game. Once you lose, an animation will pop up or give the protagonist a hard time. The little sister who is doing CPR, beckons you to insert coins quickly, so that you can stand up and fight again.