Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

"Uncle, did we forget something?"

While the three of them were holding umbrellas and performing the drama of a loving father, a son, a filial brother, and a respectful brother, Lu Mingfei, who had recovered his emotions, suddenly remembered that it seemed that Odin was not dead yet, and hurriedly reminded Uncle Xia to hurry up and finish the attack.

Hearing this, Xia Di stretched out her hand and called Gangnir, who was guesting as a barbecue pick, in front of him. He grabbed it and shook it, shaking off the burnt black figure hanging on it.

As he got closer, Lu Mingfei realized that this man still had a black mask on his face. The dust had affected his vision and he couldn't see clearly, so he mistook him for Uncle Xia.

The tip of Gangnir's spear easily opened the mask tightly attached to the figure's face, revealing a face that was as black as charcoal.

"Why is Odin still black?"

Xiaolu was greatly shocked, thinking that no wonder he had to wear a mask. If this exposed the madness of those Western theologians, I guess the Norse myths would change into Greek myths.

"I think you don't understand at all." Xia Di handed the umbrella to Chu Zihang, held Gangnir with both hands and broke it hard, straightening the sharply curved spear and handing it to classmate Xiaolu:

"There is a saying that 'Blackening is ten times stronger, whitewashing is three times weaker', so in the future, darkening will be king. If a film or TV series lacks this element, it will receive a lot of bad reviews."

Thinking of the future aesthetic degradation, political correctness, vulgar music, darkening of film and television dramas, and childhood memories turning into childhood shadows, Xia Di felt happy for Lu Mingfei, who could experience such a huge society in just twenty years. The changes are so profitable!

"What the hell?!"

Lu Mingfei didn't understand what Old Xia Tou was talking about at all, so he simply held the heavy Gangnir and began to explore its secrets.

I heard from my senior brother that this thing is made of the branches of the World Tree. Once thrown, it will definitely hit the target. It is a 100% hit weapon. There is nothing in the world that it cannot pierce. How come Uncle Xia can't see it when he looks at it? Like a normal person?

Could it be that he took off Odin's armor and put it on, causing Gangnir to mistake Uncle Xia for one of his own, triggering the accidental injury prevention system?

Just highlight one outrageous thing.

Chu Zihang, who was holding an umbrella next to him, silently looked at the Gungnir in his junior brother's hand. If he remembered correctly, this thing has a setting that "it will automatically return to the owner after hitting the target." Why is it with Liu Chan now? It was as if he was willing to be a prisoner rather than thinking about Shu.

Uncle Xia said before that the Odin in front of him is just a puppet. Could it be that the Gangnir he holds is also a fake like the eight-legged horse Leipnis?

The young man who consciously touched the truth looked at Xia Di, who was standing in front of Odin's puppet, and saw that he raised his left hand flatly on the hole in the opponent's heart, and the dark golden armor turned into flowing light and dripped into it from his fingertips.

The moment the stream of light disappeared into the hole, the charred skin of Odin's puppet on the ground peeled off inch by inch, and then gave birth to scales with a metallic texture. It gradually transformed from a suspiciously human existence into a metal creature that was very similar to Odin.

He... no, it should be that it still has a metal mask on its face, and the holes in its eyes are as dark as abyss, without any trace of divine light.

The two children looked at each other, wondering what Master Xia was up to.

But soon, they knew.

When all the armor on his body turned into light and poured into the puppet's heart, Xia Di retracted his hand and ordered in a calm tone:

"stand up."

Buzz——

The moment the words fell, the hole in the puppet's left eye suddenly glowed with the luster of golden eyes, and then he stood upright from the ground, knelt on one knee in front of Xia Di, and listened to the king's will with impeccable knightly etiquette.

Xia Di looked at the puppet with black smoke constantly pouring out from the gaps in its armor, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, from now on you will be called Bol and will be responsible for managing this space."

In fact, I originally wanted to name it Lancelot, but when the two met, someone discovered that he seemed to be the one with the hand of ntr, so he randomly named it after Odin's father.

"I obey the king's orders." Bol responded respectfully, then stood up and waited silently, like the most loyal guard.

"Don't just stand around and clean up the trash."

"Yes!" Odin's father saluted and ran to shovel the discus.

"Gu..."

Lu Mingfei was secretly looking at Boer, who had the aura of "I am a villain" all over his body, when suddenly his stomach growled in dissatisfaction.

He raised his watch and looked at the time, and found that it was almost eight o'clock, so the hungry boy began to urge Lao Xia Tou, who was still lingering: "Uncle, it's getting late, go back and eat first."

Although he is full of doubts now, the key point is that there is no answer to fill his stomach. Uncle Xia is used to bragging and has few truths in his mouth. It is better to believe in Qin Shi Huang than in him!

Moreover, the senior brother is a good boy who comes home on time every day. Now he disappears without even saying hello. Aunt Su must not panic to death.

Chu Zihang didn't care. He had already sent a message to his mother in advance saying that Master Xia was sending him home today. Given the connotation of the pen name Jiangbei, it should be understandable that he was a little late going back and forth.

"Then let's go." Xia Di nodded, took the umbrella and walked forward first.

"Ah, are you just going to walk out like this?" Lu Mingfei followed him with Gangnir on his arm, looking at the endless elevated road in front of him with trepidation:

"Uncle, do you think we are a means of transport or something like that?"

Walking out of the elevated road on two legs, you have to go into the middle of the night. The almighty Uncle Xia quickly took out the magical props from your treasure pocket!

"Then what can I do? Who asked me to spend a lot of money to modify the car and it was scrapped on the first day on the road." Xia Di walked in front and said in a faint tone:

"Hey, I'm going to lower Xiao Ao's value next time. His ultimate move is too powerful and needs to be reduced."

This person selectively ignored the fact that a certain Colossus of Justice's ultimate move failed to cause any casualties to the enemy. He only remembered that he had suffered heavy losses and his transportation tool was trampled into a discus.

But Lu Mingfei also had something to say about this: "It's true that it was Galio who broke the car, but it was me who called Galio for support, so I can't let him take the blame.

And I called for support because I was in danger, and what caused us to be in danger was..."

Halfway through the reasoning, he remembered that he was still the culprit, because it was his suggestion to change the route that caused everyone to fall into this situation.

The embarrassed classmate Xiaolu looked at Uncle Xia who was smiling but not smiling, and showed a ashamed expression: "I'm sorry, uncle, it's all my fault."

In order to express his apology, he thrust Gangnir into Xia Di's hands:

"I will compensate you for Gangnir, please forgive me."

The ancients said that people borrow flowers to offer sacrifices to Buddha. So today, Lu Mingfei borrowed a gun to apologize. Is this a different kind of tribute?

"Very good, your shamelessness is a bit like mine." Master Xia was pleased with Lu Mingfei's shamelessness. It seems that this boy has made great progress in all aspects, which is really gratifying.

As a reward, let's change tomorrow's additional training to an exciting dodge car session.

"Baba--"

The sharp horn sounded, and Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang felt their eyes blurred as they returned from the rain-soaked elevated road to the bustling bustling city.

Master Xia was sitting on a milk-white jeep, honking the horn and waving to them:

"Gogogo, go home!"

No need for everyone to scold me, I will do it myself: "Short and weak! Small ones are also very cute! No way, no way? That's it! Okay! Modo Modo! Hey Ku! Donkeys don't dare to rest like this!" "

I made a mistake, even Dongpeng’s special drink couldn’t help my sleepiness...