Dragon Clan: Rebirth and Return

Rumble——

Accompanied by a particularly loud thunder, heavy rain roared down.

Billions of raindrops poured down and turned into a curtain of rain, instantly wetting the ground and the clothes of pedestrians.

The rainstorm came very quickly and violently. In just six or seven minutes, water began to accumulate on the ground, like long flowing rivers.

Roar--

A dark Ducati motorcycle sped through the water, setting off a wall of water as high as a person.

The cold rain slapped on the boy driving the motorcycle, making a muffled sound, like hot coals being poured into ice water.

Lu Mingfei's pair of golden eyes, as bright as lava, slowly extinguished in the wind and rain.

Before coming to Japan, he had initially awakened the fused Word Spirit, which was like a hellish black flame. Although he did not know the specific efficacy and sequence of this Word Spirit, he knew the terrifying power it contained.

He had seen Chu Zihang use Yan Lingjun Flame, but the power of that flame was far beyond what his black flame could match.

If Jun Yan is the king in flames, then the black flame with the destructive power he possesses is the true divine power, an existence that is completely superior to the king.

He did not exaggerate this point. Even though he had fused with the little devil and exerted the powerful power that Lu Mingze had given him, it was far less terrifying than his own speaking spirit.

Those holding this flame are like the god of death from hell coming to the world. It is the real fire of hell. Everything corroded by the flame will turn into dust-like black snow in an instant.

Lu Mingfei had tested the power of this mysterious speaking spirit shortly after his awakening. Now the hell flames had erupted for the first time in a real sense, but the power of destruction was self-evident.

That scene was like the two atomic bombs dropped by the United States on Japan.

This is also the reason why he dares to come to Japan. If there is a chance, he really doesn't mind finding out the true form of the evil ghost in advance, and then killing it in an extremely cruel way to avoid future troubles.

In the wind and rain, Lu Mingfei looked a little pale, which was a sign of his own overdraft.

Although the power of the Black Flame Word Spirit is astonishing, the cost of using it is also extremely high. It consumes a lot of money on the user. If he is allowed to perform the Black Flame Cross Slash again, he will be completely overdrawn and fall into extreme weakness or even coma.

But so what!

Lu Mingfei's eyes were firm.

As long as he can protect the girl around him, he will not hesitate to sacrifice his life.

Looking back at Eriyi on the motorcycle seat behind him, the blazing white thunder and lightning illuminated his stern face with cross scars, but his eyes fell on the girl so gently.

Eriyi's small hands tightly grasped the boy's clothes, and she gently pressed the side of her face against the boy's warm back, feeling her heart filled with emotion.

A drop of something that could not be distinguished from rain or tears slipped from the corner of her eye, and was immediately blown away by the wind and blended into the surrounding wind and rain.

"Sometimes I wake up in the morning and my soul is even wet. Far away, the ocean rings and echoes. This is a port and I love you here."

Eriyi can no longer remember where she saw this sentence, but she remembers every word of this sentence deeply, because this sentence is like her inner self-monologue, a voice deep in her soul.

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Sometimes when she wakes up from her sleep, the isolation room is always dark white. She doesn't know whether it is day or night at that moment. Time seems to have lost its meaning. She is like a puppet on strings, and her life is controlled by others.

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But there were a few times when she woke up faintly and felt that her whole soul was wet. The sound of waves hitting the rocks seemed to come from the porthole window, as if she was no longer in an isolation room, but on a ship.

, this ship sails in the sea, carrying her to freedom.

She was secretly happy and moved in her heart. She didn't even put on her shoes, so she ran all the way to the porthole with her bare feet. She couldn't wait to stand up on her tiptoes and looked out, as if she was looking forward to the island in her dream.

Just like Hida in the Sky City looking for her Laputa, which is the place that leads to beauty and freedom.

But she stood on tiptoe, and what was reflected in her expectant eyes was not the waves or the islands in the sea, but the endless white forest, dead and monotonous.

It turns out that it was all a dream.

Eriyi's deep red jewel-like eyes gradually dimmed until they were completely extinguished.

She leaned against the cold wall and sat down slowly in the corner of the secret room, curling her legs together. Her small figure was like an insignificant rock protruding from the endless white sea. No matter how much the waves blew, it would always be hers.

Position, she cannot move or sink.

Everyone in the family thinks that Eri Yi is a bit silly, and even Minamoto Zhisheng thinks that her younger sister is very simple-minded. But only Eri Yi knows that, in fact, she knows everything, she just doesn't say it, her thoughts are very simple.

So delicate, even when the wind blew across her cheeks, she would wonder if the wind had any secrets that it wanted to tell her secretly.

Somehow she felt like she was waiting for someone.

This person was hidden in layers of bright white light. Whenever she tried to see this person clearly, the light around him was like a sea of ​​floating clouds, making it difficult for her to see his face clearly.

But she was sure that that person was not her brother Minamoto Chisao, nor was she the brooding father Tachibana Masamune who she couldn't understand.

But a boy with gentle eyes.

Eriki couldn't see the boy's face clearly, but she could feel how warm his eyes were when they fell on her through the sea of ​​clouds.

She has been waiting for the other party to appear, as if she has been waiting for a thousand years.

The violent wind and rain poured down from the sky and the earth, instantly wetting the boys and girls' bodies.

Huiliyi hugged Lu Mingfei in front of her tightly.

In that world where cherry blossoms danced in the snow, she saw the boy's face clearly. The boy walked out of the light, took her hand, got on the motorcycle, and drove her to a world that leads to freedom.

Eriyi's cheek was pressed against the boy's back, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but reveal a happy and warm arc.

Although the rain is pouring down at the moment, Lu Mingfei is the girl's haven and her only support in this rainy world.

The police sirens behind me screamed hysterically.

More than a dozen police cars roared through the rain and chased Lu Mingfei.

These policemen did not witness the outbreak of the Black Flame Cross Slash with their own eyes. Not long ago, there were only about twenty police cars on the road. Chief Tojo Ichiro took into account the flexible mobility of the Ducati and intercepted the motorcycles in order to prevent them from escaping.

area, so more than ten police cars were arranged early to intercept the area.

Now these dozen police cars are all the police force involved in arresting Lu Mingfei this time.

However, the orders from the top prevented them from relaxing at all. Even if they lost contact with the chief, the rest of the police strictly followed the previous plan and pounced like a pack of wolves again.