Dragon Clan: Restart your life

The edge of the highway.

I don't know when the rain stopped. The night sky after the rain was deep blue, as if the dirt had been washed away, and the sky was filled with stars.

Lu Mingfei squatted next to his senior brother and subconsciously reached into his pocket to smoke a cigarette, letting out his complicated emotions along with the wisps of smoke.

When he was empty-handed, he remembered that this was no longer the last life.

In his last life, he watched helplessly as the only friends around him left one after another. He numbed himself with tobacco and alcohol for a long time, and only drew his sword and roared in anger when he could no longer retreat.

But what's the use at this point?

He looked around blankly, but he was already alone. He could only travel around the world to search for the last traces of his friends, collect their bones, and then rush to the final battlefield.

Even if he wins in the end and wins the whole world, only his younger brother is hugging him tightly on the supreme throne, and the rest is only the cold and broken world under his feet.

It was so lonely.

Lu Mingfei suddenly shivered from the cold, quickly stood up and got into the car, opened his bag, took out a set of clothes and changed into them.

The cost of transforming into a dragon is the same as transforming into a Hulk. Unfortunately, he doesn't have Hulk shorts, so he can only get back in the car and change clothes.

After changing his clothes again, Lu Mingfei took out his senior brother's suitcase and found a towel and a set of clothes. He wiped his body briefly, helped him change his clothes, and then helped his senior brother sit in the passenger seat. Position.

He looked at the time. It was 10:30 p.m., and the plane was about to take off in an hour and a half.

If he is late and misses tonight's flight, won't senior brother have to miss his little junior sister?

How can it be repaired!

this moment.

Lu·Matchmaker·Mingfei is offline!

Lu·Chewang·Mingfei is online!

He helped his senior brother fasten his seat belt, and with murderous intent, he stepped on the accelerator. The car engine suddenly started, and his senior brother's Porsche turned into a dark blue lightning and sped down the highway.

rush!

This time they can miss and let go of everything except the one they love!

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"Today's sword is Horikawa Kunihiro," the boy inserted the sword into the monarch's waist, "to support His Highness's martial prowess."

He stood up, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to touch the monarch's head.

This was a huge transgression, but the monarch just sat quietly, his pupils empty, because he was already dead.

Only a pale red skeleton was left, covered in armor. The huge wing bones are gathered behind his back like a screen, and the texture of the bones is like red copper that has been repeatedly calcined by the fire. Even if only the dead bones are left, he is still so solemn. You can imagine how dominant he was when he was alive.

"How sad, Norton." The boy stared at the skeleton. "Look at you now. It turns out that no matter you were a god or an emperor, you are just like a toy after death."

Lord of Bronze and Fire - Norton.

When he was alive, the Dragon King could use the ultimate word spirit called "Candle Dragon" to turn the world into a prison of red flames, but after his death, his remains were turned into props for people's entertainment.

A gust of wind blew outside the window, the sky quickly became cloudy, drizzle fell, and fallen flowers hovered in the rain.

There is a faint sadness in the little devil's eyebrows, which reminds people of Kawabata Yasunari's "The Dancing Girl of Izu". The student wearing high-toothed clogs walked alone in the drizzle valley and met a young wandering dancer. She was only fourteen years old, but she wore an ancient bun and ancient makeup. The brows of boys and girls convey vague emotions and sadness, because from the moment they meet, parting has already begun.

Looking at the compatriots who could no longer speak in front of him, he couldn't help but feel the sadness of the rabbit dying and the fox in his heart. He secretly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, and the onion juice stimulated the tear glands to burst into tears.

He followed his brother's example and showed mercy, caressing the skeleton's cold cheek, with tears in his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

Then he chuckled.

He fell back and lay on the ground, rolling around laughing with his hands on his stomach, as if he thought of something extremely funny.

The two women sitting at the dining table next to him were dumbfounded and looked at each other.

It was clear that there was a sea of ​​sadness around him before, but at this moment, he was laughing until his stomach hurt, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. He was laughing and crying at the same time, looking like a mentally disturbed lunatic...

The boss is indeed as abnormal as before!

But as migrant workers, they didn't dare to show it in words. They could only look at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their mouths, pretending that they didn't see anything.

In TV dramas, the reason why the younger brother next to the boss is silenced is usually because he has been around the boss for a long time and knows too many embarrassing things about the boss, and he really can't let you go.

"Girls are here, long time no see!" The boss finally got up from the ground, with an innocent smile on his childish face, "You are still so beautiful, and your legs are still so long, it is really pleasing to the eye!"

The boss praised them sincerely, his eyes passing over the girls' slender white legs, and he jumped to sit at the dining table.

Mai Shutoku subconsciously shrank her legs, not because of the boss's gaze.

There is no trace of obscenity or greed in the boss's eyes, it is just a pure appreciation of beautiful things. However, Mai Shutoku sometimes feels that the way the boss looks at her is like an otaku looking at his carefully collected figurines, full of pride. and satisfaction.

This fits this man very well, he is a strong and violent otaku!

"Do you have any instructions?" Su Enxi asked carefully.

The boss usually won't summon them for no reason. Once he summons them, it means there is something extremely important.

The boss was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his body was covered with almost substantial sadness. He choked up and said: "My girls, if nothing happens, can't I come to you? I just miss you!"

Jiude Mai nudged Su Enxi with her elbow, indicating that she would solve the trouble herself.

"No, no, no! We just can't wait to shine and create value for you, boss!" Su Enxi couldn't laugh or cry.

The boss scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Really? Then there are really a few things I need you to help me solve next."

Not surprisingly, the two of them sat upright and prepared to listen.

With the boss's order, even if it's 20,000 miles under the sea, the team of wet nurses and nannies have to bravely rush forward.

"Do you still remember the seven deadly sins crafted by His Majesty Norton?"

Su Enxi nodded: "Of course, we spent 1.4 million US dollars to salvage it."

"Very good, next we have to find a way to sell it to Kassel School. Dear Principal Angers will send it to the most suitable person." The boss said with a smile.

Mai Jiudoku and Su Enxi looked at each other, the former frowned and said: "Do you really want to return this alchemy treasure to Kassel School? This is a deadly sword that can kill other dragon kings. The king of bronze and fire will spend his life. It’s a painstaking effort that can’t be found anywhere else in the world.”

The boss blinked and shrugged: "There is no way. The strongest weapon requires the strongest user. It is useless for us to hold it. Are you willing to take the risk of being corroded by it? Even if you are willing, I am not willing. How can I Maybe I can’t bear to watch my beautiful girls suffer such risks!”

"What's more, when its domain of 'crime and punishment' expands to the extreme, your bloodline can't even touch the hilt of its sword. Only the strongest people are qualified to control it, and now the strongest people... have begun Awakening!”

The boss smiled brightly, and the two of them could clearly feel that the boss was in a very bright mood today, even happy and excited.

It's incredible that this man can't help showing such emotions.

What good thing happened to the boss?

Did you just refresh the minimum game clearing time?

"Excuse me...does the strongest person refer to Lu Mingfei?" Mai Shutoku raised her hand and asked tentatively.

"Bingo! That's the right answer!" The boss smiled and whispered in a praise-like tone, "Our strongest actor finally decided to show off. He woke up from the body of a coward and turned into the madman he once was. With the most powerful and violent authority, he is so powerful, so perfect, so... kind!"

Mai Shutoku was at a loss.

She could understand the boss's praise for Lu Mingfei in the first two sentences.

The boss has always trusted and even favored the bad boy, and the bad boy also gave a reward worthy of the boss's trust. He personally slaughtered Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, showing his side as a monster!

But what is kindness?

That guy has nothing to do with kindness, right?

Also... a fanatic?

The day when that bad boy truly awakens and transforms into a madman, I think it will definitely cause a bloody storm...

Mai Shutoku recalled the scene where Lu Mingfei massacred Norton, thinking silently in her heart.

"Boss, what price do you want to sell it for?" Su Enxi asked.

"It's up to you to decide. You are our Minister of Finance! Professional people do professional things. This is the most reasonable division of labor." The boss said seriously.

"Okay girls, let's stop the business for now. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat barbecue with me?" The boss touched his growling stomach and clapped his hands. The waiters filed in from outside the door, carrying a Plate after plate of tempting barbecue.

Mai Shutoku and Su Enxi exchanged glances, sat calmly at the dining table, raised their knives and forks, and happily enjoyed the feast.

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Chu Zihang slowly woke up.

His consciousness was still a little blurry, and his shoulders were unusually heavy, as if something was pressing on him. He slowly opened his eyes, and the world in front of him was dark.

Silently, he stretched out his left hand and pulled off the blindfold someone put on him.

I don't know when he started, but he was already sitting on the plane.

Chu Zihang's eyes were at a loss.

He remembered that he was lying in the stagnant water in embarrassment, waiting for divine punishment from the gods, because he collided with the god's chariot and was easily knocked to the ground by the god's spear of destiny.

Then……

His head felt like it was splitting, but there was no pain anywhere in his body, as if what happened before was just his hallucination.

He looked down at his clothes and pants, which were obviously different from the ones he wore before he became a monk.

Someone changed someone's clothes?

who?

A blur of images flashed through my mind.

Chu Zihang fell into silence.

In that vague memory, there was a man whose appearance he couldn't see clearly, humming an off-key "Love of the Past", dancing nonchalantly, and holding an umbrella before him.

He put down the umbrella in his hand to protect himself from the wind and rain, and then took away the village rain in his hand, as if he had taken over the hatred that he had been bearing in his heart for himself!

He seemed to be saying that happy days are just around the corner, and that he must not die. He also said that he hated others taking away what belonged to him...

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"Senior brother, the rain has stopped, I will take you back."

…

The gentle and familiar voice flashed through Chu Zihang's mind like a bolt of lightning, illuminating the desolate and silent world.

Chu Zihang froze in place.

He remembered!

That's Junior Brother!

The junior brother walked up to him with an umbrella, put down the umbrella, picked up the knife, stood in front of him, and turned into a...monster that could fight with gods!

No, that's not a monster!

The only person who can be an enemy of God is another god!

He put down his umbrella, put down his kindness and humanity, and picked up the long knife, which was equivalent to holding the supreme authority and the power of killing.

He stood between God and himself, and in an instant he fought with God thousands of times, smashing the God's mask with his knife, crazy and invincible!

This is all Chu Zihang remembers.

He slowly turned his head, and his complex eyes fell on his junior brother.

The junior brother plugged in his earplugs, put on his blindfold, and covered himself with a blanket. He snored loudly while sleeping. He leaned over and rested his head on his shoulder. No wonder his shoulders felt heavy when he first woke up.

He slept very soundly, without any precautions, and the sweat dripped onto his clothes, making them wet.

Chu Zihang looked at his junior brother silently.

Earplugs, eye masks, blankets...

These were the suits he had prepared. He specially prepared two sets, one for himself and one for his junior brother. The junior brother obviously used them well and equipped himself in the coma.

Although he didn't know what reason his junior brother had to get him on the plane when he was unconscious, Chu Zihang felt that nothing was impossible when he thought of the scene of fighting in the wind and rain.

He suddenly thought of the crisis he felt in Runde Building. Now that he thought about it, he must also be his junior brother...

Junior brother, who are you?

I'm afraid you also killed the King of Bronze and Fire, right?

How could a mere storm torpedo kill that kind of monster? Only monsters can kill monsters!

Chu Zihang slowly raised his left hand and placed it on Lu Mingfei's neck.

Maybe in just a moment, he could break the neck of his unsuspecting junior brother. Although he didn't know whether breaking the neck would be considered a fatal injury to the junior brother, but with this kind of almost life-or-death power placed in front of him, Chu Zihang fell into deeper silence again.

Junior brother should be a dragon, right?

Second generation species or first generation species?

He put down his hands dejectedly and looked sideways out of the plane window. In his ears was the snoring of his junior brother. Outside the window was a dark night, and the city lights in the distance were sparse and lonely.

I don't know when the rain stopped.

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"Senior brother, the rain has stopped, I will take you back."

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The voice echoed in his mind again.

Chu Zihang lowered his head and his body trembled uncontrollably.

According to the rules of the Executive Department, he should try to kill his junior brother as soon as possible. No matter what method, even if it means dragging everyone on the plane to die together, dying with his junior brother is the right choice for human beings.

But he can't.

He leaned weakly on the back of the seat, his eyes empty and dim.

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Dad, I met a junior brother who did what I have been longing to do all these years.

How I want to go back to six years ago, stand between you and God like a junior brother, and say to you that I am here to pick you up...

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"Dad, the rain has stopped..."

He said softly, slowly closing his eyes, tears silently running down his cheeks.

This time there was no sound of patter of rain in my ears, only the sound of my junior brother sleeping soundly, which was extremely reassuring.