Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Xianfeng Temple, ancestral hall.

"Goodbye, everyone-"

A white scarf wrapped around Qingzi's hair. She clasped her hands and stood in front of the candlelight in the ancestral hall.

She is the only Bianruozi who has grown up, the others are all stored in bottles and jars in front of them.

"I have to go and cut off our cause and effect. The journey must be very long." She turned around: "Even so, are you willing to accompany me?"

"Yes." Lu Mingfei, who was half kneeling on the ground, nodded.

His eyes are deep, his left arm has been replaced with a machine-nin prosthetic hand, and his clothes are also ninja clothes.

"Thank you, Dragon Ninja." Bian Ruozi smiled and stretched out his hand to help Lu Mingfei up from the ground. "Master Jiulang is also very happy."

"There are persimmons here." Lu Mingfei took out the package from his arms and uncovered the strips of cloth.

"Wow~" Bian Ruozi made a surprised sound. Although her eyes were invisible, warmth came from her palms.

Every time Master Ninja comes to see her, he will bring fresh persimmons. He is really a very gentle person.

"Eat."

"Yes!" Bian Ruozi responded, "No matter whether you are in good spirits or not, persimmons taste delicious. It's really commendable."

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"!!!" Lu Mingfei woke up from the bench!

The sound of the air conditioner fan whirred in my ears, and there was a regular snore.

In front of me is a glowing screen, and a hot old IBM laptop is working hard.

This game has just begun. He chose the Zerg. The brood beating like a heart seemed to be urging him to produce engineers and upgrade the base.

However, he was in no mood to continue this game.

"Are those all dreams?" He looked at his intact left hand, feeling the pulse and blood flow, but the familiar prosthetic hand did not know where it had gone.

After switching off the game and opening the system time, it was 15:53 ​​on May 9, 2009, and he vaguely remembered something.

Yes, he was killing time, waiting for the girl's head in the always off-white baseball cap to light up.

That seems to be a memory from a long time ago.

He had forgotten whether he played 5 or 6 games. Anyway, he didn't win any of them.

I sat on the stool and reminisced for a long time, until the game interface popped up from the XP system interface again.

"Brother, why are you not moving?" A message came from the chat window: "Are you scared???"

Twelve human cruisers and densely packed machine gunners surrounded the first-level brood nest. It was like a group of strong men with evil intentions and their cheering brothers surrounded a pitiful little girl in the corner, and then with a look of cruelty on their faces He said viciously: No matter how loud you scream, no one will answer you even if your throat is broken.

"Actually, your awareness is really good. Don't be so discouraged. You are just lacking in micro management. Your tactical awareness is very good." A message came from the chat window.

"It means you met me, otherwise you wouldn't have lost 5 games in a row."

You can imagine the guy's beaming and proud expression through the screen.

He didn't reply, but stretched his right hand to his waist habitually.

A cold touch came from the palm of his hand, and his wavering heart immediately became cold.

His face is reflected on the smooth blade surface, with messy short black hair and a youthful profile. He is 18 years old, but his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of "I have killed thousands of people." and chill.

When Kakimaru was in his hand, he seemed like a lonely knight who had obtained a peerless sword and a peerless secret book. He stood alone on the top of the mountain and stepped on the white mist, letting the wind blow his clothes and hair.

But he is not a knight, but a ninja.

The knight is handsome and unrestrained. When he rescued the robbed young lady from the bandits, he would only leave a graceful sentence: "If I don't change my name when I sit, I won't change my surname when I stand, I am Dugu Lu Ming Fei."

Then use Qinggong to step on your right foot with your left foot and fly away.

If a ninja does not have chakra, he can only silently use shuriken and tachi to kill enemies for his master. Before danger comes, he can sweep everything away and retreat into the shadows.

Lu Mingfei will never forget the first time he saw Jiulang, such a young child, locked up in a shabby pavilion.

The thin hand handed you the knife and used the medicine in the gourd to treat your wounds. Jili Guala said a lot of words that you couldn't understand. The only thing you could understand was that he wanted you to take him away.

After staying in the damp and cold waterway for several days, the wounds on my body were stinging and inflamed, my hands and feet were weak, and even walking was painful.

Even if he managed to climb out, he would be hacked to death with a sword, and then the cycle would begin again.

Just when he was about to despair, he met Kuro.

He wanted to escape from this hell with Kuro, who was prettier than the little girl.

At that time, Lu Mingfei didn't understand how difficult this agreement was. He just smiled and touched Jiulang's head and said in his hometown dialect, no problem, big brother will definitely save you.

In order to fulfill this agreement, he climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Time and time again, Long Yin gave him the power of immortality, allowing him to resurrect continuously. Even if his head was cut off, his hands and feet were crushed, and his torso was pierced, he could still be reborn intact from the sitting ghosts and Buddhas. .

When he was first wounded, he would still yell, crying and pleading to his enemies in severe pain, begging them to spare his life, but even if his throat became hoarse from shouting, the samurai holding tachi would not stop him. Will plunge the tip of the knife into his chest mercilessly.

Yes, you two don’t even speak the same language. Even if you kneel down and wipe your nose and tears on his trouser legs, does he have a reason to let you go?

The moment he realized this truth, he never cried again.

He hid his gentle and cowardly heart, leaving only the cold blade to his enemies.

After going through untold hardships, he sneaked into Ashina City and rescued Kuro from Genichiro's imprisonment.

He entered Xianfeng Temple and obtained the Immortal Slash, which can cut off the immortal.

He beheaded the Sakura Dragon and took out the Tears of the Sakura Dragon from the dragon's eyes.

Mi Niang ate two snake persimmons in order to become the cradle that carried Long Yin's power.

Her eyes went blind, her body became cold, and even the rice through her fingertips became like fine snow.

People or monsters such as Akari, Genichiro, and Madam Butterfly have all died under his sword.

Jiulang stayed in Mi Niang's body. Just as he was preparing to embark on the journey to return Long Yin's power with Mi Niang, suddenly, he came back to his uncle and aunt's house, where he was with his cousin Lu Mingze s room.

If it weren't for the wedge pill in his hand that proved the existence of those bonds, he might have fallen into the abyss of self-doubt.

"Kuro. Mi Niang"

Staring at Kakimaru, there is unfinished business in his heart.

But this is just an ordinary small county town. He is a senior high school student who is about to graduate and has no idea where to go.

"A box of discounted bagged milk, half a pound of Cantonese sausage, and the new issue of "Novel Painting" that Narusawa asked for. Come back quickly after buying it and pick the celery on the table for me! And go to the communication room to have a look Have you recorded letters from the United States? Are you still playing games? You don’t care about your own affairs at all. If no one admits you, can you pass the exam? What’s the use of spending so much money on you? "Aunt's The sound sounded like thunder next door.

Suddenly, it was like waking up from a big dream.