Darkness is Coming

In a private restaurant in a shopping mall on a commercial street, a middle-aged man with eight-pack abs paced anxiously by the window, tugging at his hair with both hands, and kept mumbling: "What should I do, I'm running away, what should I do? manage?"

"Uncle, don't worry, I can't run." Qi Xinwu said calmly. The reason why he chose such empty and useless words was because he knew that no matter what he said, he could not calm down his uncle, but as a nephew, seeing his uncle He was so anxious that he couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Who said it can't run, why can't it run! Look where it flew!" Qi Lie seemed to be jumping up, and seemed to be stomping his feet. He pointed upwards through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and shouted, "Boiled duck, why? Let it fly away!"

   This anxious red-eyed appearance does not look like the Fire God of War who became famous in the First World War in Shangjing? It's like a gambler who loses his pants.

"Uncle, don't get excited, you can't run. How could Commander Liu let a fire-breathing dragon leave Shanghai?" Qi Xinwu smiled bitterly. The hungry ghost in the color saw the peerless beauty, and was instantly hooked away.

The heroic appearance of Tang Tao, Wu Rencheng and others riding heavy locomotives to charge against the corpse tide and monsters once made Qi Lie envious. If it wasn't really inappropriate, Qi Lie would have wanted to join the heavy cavalry camp and become a "modern knight". His words: A boxer and a heavy locomotive, fire and oil, are better than a rainy day and Dove chocolate.

  Because he couldn't join the heavy cavalry camp, Qi Lie was depressed for a long time, but he didn't expect to have a better chance to realize his dream now.

   No matter how you look at it, the Dragon Knight is more handsome than the Motorcyclist, right? Fire-breathing dragon and flaming **** of war are also more compatible than boxers and heavy locomotives, right? So Qi Lie decided at a glance that the red dragon was his future mount.

  Imagine the scene where he rides the flame dragon to fight in the Quartet. Qi Lie is so excited that every pore on his body is expanding, and he can't wait to fly to the sky immediately and have a close contact with the dragon in his heart.

   However, Liu Yuanzhou’s personal order had already been sent from the command center, and no one was allowed to participate in the battle. Qi Lie could only stay in the mall to watch the battle after the forced landing.

   But Yang Xiaoqian chose to pursue Yinlong first, while Chilong flew away in the opposite direction without looking back, which made Qi Lie anxious.

"Yes, it's impossible to let it leave Shanghai, but it can't be allowed to fly all the way north, right? What if the missile intercepts and kills it?" Qi Lie was worried about the safety of Chilong's dragon body, "Dead Dragon I can only use it as a specimen, I can't ride it!"

   "Even if you are captured alive, you may not be able to ride." Qi Xinwu whispered.

Qi Lie didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "No, we can't wait any longer, the Jingwei can't take off, right? Ah Fei, let Ah Fei take me up, President Yang grabs one, and I grab one. , isn't it good?"

"No." Qi Xinwu hurriedly blocked, the military orders were like mountains, and they must not be violated in wartime, "Uncle, doing that would be dangerous for you and Fei, and in the face of it, your ability is likely to be limited, and the fire-breathing dragon will be afraid. Fire?"

   "Yeah, you're right, then change it, I'll go catch another dragon and let Yang Xiaoqian free his hands." Qi Lie's stubbornness exceeded Qi Xin's expectations.

  Qi Xinwu knew that even if he moved out as the captain to give an order, it would be difficult to stop Qi Lie. Just thinking about how to persuade him, there was a new change in the sky.

   For some reason, Chilong, who was flying to the north, turned his head and flew in the direction of Yinlong and Yang Xiaoqian. Taking a closer look, Qi Xinwu found that there were several beams of light behind Chilong, and several missile-shaped objects were chasing behind Chilong. Whether it was from the shape or the flame tail sprayed from the end, those who tracked the giant dragon. Objects are very similar to missiles, but Qi Xinwu knows that it is not a missile.

  Because the flight speed of the missiles is much higher than them, and the missiles will not have such agile skills, they can tightly lock on the Chilong who is constantly doing evasive maneuvers in the high air with turbulent airflow.

   It should be a special aircraft in the shape of a missile. Don't ask, it must be the same as the omnic legion from Liu Yuanzhou's handwriting. This kind of thing is useless on the battlefield against the modern army, because the speed is too slow, the enemy can easily shoot it down, and it works wonders here.

   Chilong doesn't understand human weapons, it doesn't know the working principle and specific conditions of missiles, so it can't tell the difference. And under the attack of the last round of air-to-air missiles, it had a basic understanding: these guys whose tails are on fire and self-destruct are not to be messed with. So, under the pursuit and pressure of the "missile", Chilong changed direction and flew towards the other side.

   On the way, it created more than one opportunity to counterattack through three-dimensional maneuvering, and used dragon breath to burn the "missiles" that followed, but no matter how many it shot down, more "missiles" would appear behind it.

"Using the information gap to deal with these monsters is a good method." Qi Xinwu walked up to Qi Lie who finally calmed down and said, "Most of these powerful monsters have certain wisdom, but they don't know our weapons. But we can learn about them through research, and turn some seemingly useless little things into unexpected effects.”

   "You said, if Yang Xiaoqian caught the dragon, would it be considered his trophy? Can he send the dragon to me?" Qi Lie's answer was inaccurate. Obviously, he didn't listen to what his nephew said.

   At this moment, the ethereal singing seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

  “Here.we.are (we)

  Riding.the.sky

  Paintingthenightwithsun (painting the night sky with the scorching sun)

  YouandI, Mirrorsoflight

  Twinflamesoffire (like twin fireworks)

  Litinanothertimeandplace

  Iknewyourname (I know your name)

  Iknewyourface (also know your face)

  Yourloveandgrace

  Pastandpresentnowembrace

  Worldscollideinnerspace

  Unstoppable, thesongweplay (play this song, never stop). "

If Zhang Xinyi's usual voice is unpretentious and coquettish, and when people hear it, it seems that a small milk cat stretches out her hand and gently touches her heart, then the song that is resounding in the urban area of ​​Shanghai is pouring from the ear canal The stimulant that enters the heart is the dynamite that stimulates the volcano, and it is the roar of dragons and tigers that makes blood boil in the chest!

   Qi Xinwu clenched his fists, he had a wonderful feeling, as if his blood vessels were expanding, and what was surging inside was no longer hot blood, but hot magma.

   You have the legendary dragon as your opponent, all the people in the world who have access to the Internet to be your audience, and there are soul-touching battle songs for your music... It is worth living this battle, President Yang.

   "It's really enviable." Qi Lie muttered to himself, inadvertently speaking Qi Xinwu's heart.