Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Sakurai Akira carefully put the two Kodachi swords into the handles. After being fully armed, he walked out of the room. Everyone had gathered at the door to wait for him.

"You are the slowest every time." Ryoma blew bubble gum.

"Indeed, Mingjun is the slowest every time, even slower than Mako." Came the teasing laughter.

Sakurai Akira looked calmly and glanced at everyone. Everyone was fully armed.

"This time, it's no longer a dream." Sakurai Ming said, "I don't need to describe the dangers involved. I hope everyone..."

"So much nonsense." Mako dropped these four words and walked past him first. The ponytail tied behind his head and swaying hit him in the face. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Not only procrastinating, but also verbose." Ryoma held the back of his head with his hands and walked past him with emotion.

"Indeed, if I were Teacher Nami, I would definitely not like Mingjun." The tall Kenjiro felt the same way.

The rest of the people were also like this, laughing and teasing Sakurai Akira's coy manner.

Sakurai Akira was silent.

They are samurai, and samurai draw their swords to decide the difference between life and death. As the swords held in the hands of adults, this time they will finally make a real cut.

But no one knows whether this sword will ever return to its sheath after it is struck.

The causes and consequences of this war, the pros and cons, have been clearly explained to them.

This battle has nothing to do with the eight Sheqi families or the fierce ghosts. It has nothing to do with the huge Tokyo. What they want to protect is the city they have only seen on TV.

For adults, the existence of Tokyo, or Japan, has nothing to do with me. The villain cares about the existence of the last seven, and only cares about whether the people around him are well, but we can turn a blind eye. That... is our hometown after all.

Eight people came to the courtyard. The mist behind the hot spring pool was hazy, and a person could be vaguely seen leaning against the wall of the pool.

"You villain... you are gone." Lu Mingze took a deep breath and said nothing.

"Now that you've decided, let's go." In the mist, the man waved his hand and said in a lazy voice, "If you do some things, you will hate yourself. The serum has been given to them. Remember, that is To save their lives, if the first thing can be done, we can come back now, and the number of servants will be more than enough."

"Yes." The eight people bowed silently and entered one by one.

The small courtyard fell silent again.

The hot spring pool in Baishi's official residence is a natural bluestone trough. The stonemason used copper pipes to introduce the hot spring water to form the warm and jade-like pool. A low ancient cherry blossom is planted under the bubble pool. This kind of cherry blossom is called "Hanzakura".

Hanzakura blooms earlier than other cherry blossoms. Its bloom indicates that the "sakura tide" is sweeping across Japan. At this moment, the cherry tree has lost all its cherry blossoms, which also means that the tide of falling flowers will also sweep across the entire country.

The air-conditioning of the hot spring lingered in the courtyard for a long time. There was wind and rain tonight, and there were also falling flowers.

"Ask a question." Sakurai Akira asked, leaning on the edge of the hot spring pool.

"Brother, why does he have so few problems? Alas, you are the only one who loves him." With a pretentious sigh, Lu Mingfei's figure emerged in the hazy mist.

I sat next to Yu Juanzhen, immersed in the pool water above my knees, dragging a tray in my hand.

Sakurai Akira casually took a glass of ice-cold orange juice from under the tray, "Is he the one who told the principal how to kill the Dragon King?"

"It's part of the deal, everyone just takes what they need." Yu Juanzhen put the tray on the tray and said carefully, "You had a hard time in those years. You had to support the secret development of the power and take care of him. You can only I've found someone to cooperate. Also, brother, don't always think that their principal is very good. This is an Avenger who has lived for a hundred years. Educator is just my part-time job. My real job is 'revenge'. In order to get revenge, I You can give up anything,"

"He wants to say that the principal is actually the ultimate sentient person, with or without relatives and friends. The reason why I am good to students is because I need those people to fight for me. Everyone is a tool in my eyes. I use A tool to avenge the Dragon Clan, can I give up everything I have for revenge?”

Sakurai Akira swung the glass heavily and spoke calmly. He was not angry because Lu Mingfei slandered the principal, but also because it had shaken his view of Principal Ang Leng.

Lu Mingfei tilted his head and said, "Did you say those words to him in the next life?"

Sakurai Ming smiled and said, "He did say something similar, but what you just said was said to you by the principal himself."

"Oh?" Yu Juan was a little curious.

"This is the last time you see me." Sakurai Akira said seriously, "I know who you are, but I can guess a little bit, and I know you are a monster that can kill the Dragon King. This is the last time you will see me." We will meet after the end of the world."

"Have you ever told him what will happen in the future?"

"Because you want to remember, just like you hate using Yu Juan too much, it will deepen your 'return' and remind you of the past, and it will be a longer and more wonderful memory."

I quickly held my head with my left hand and closed my eyes as if tired.

"Eri is dead, senior brother was captured by Odin, the young and old finally inherited the family, senior sister disappeared mysteriously... People around you disappeared one after another, and then appeared one after another. We are acquaintances. No one has revealed your identity. Half-breeds all over the world, including the secret party, regard you as enemies, so you can only escape. Thanks to that escape, you went to few places incognito, such as him South America I recommended to you.”

"It's really wrong here. There's no sky, mountains or rivers, there's no fog or low buildings blocking your view. You can see a place with endless horizons. It's a place where people can think alone. You're thinking vaguely here. Very little."

"After the end of the world, the principal found you. I was alone with no one else, carrying a fruit basket in my hand, as if I were going to the ward to see patients... When I found you, you had just taken the prey from the locals. With a bottle of liquor in your hand, you will live outside a dilapidated wooden house, with access to the Internet, computers, mobile phones, and all electronic devices, and no one will bother you."

"The principal said it was a really good place. I also want to find a place like that to live in seclusion. On weekdays, I have one shotgun per person. If I'm in a good mood, I'll retreat to the woods to hunt. If I'm in a good mood, I'll go swimming and fishing in the lake. It's a pity that I don't have the chance."

"You guys spent the whole night chatting over this bottle of strong wine and barbecue. To be honest, I was talking for a small part of the time. I told you about the changes in the world in those years, about the changes in the school family, and then about me. I’m sorry for you.”

Sakurai Akira paused and turned to look at Lu Mingfei, "I said I'm sorry for protecting you. I'm sorry for using you as a secret weapon all those years. I'm sorry for not visiting you when you were older. …”

"Advancing while retreating is an old trick of human beings." Lu Mingfei smiled, "If I asked him to come out as soon as I got here, he would probably be resistant. But if I were to advance while retreating and play the emotional card, I would let him go. He felt so guilty that he delivered it to the door himself, and the postage was free of charge. He is always so easy to deceive."

Sakurai Akira stared at me for a long time. The former rarely made progress half a step forward. Without this flattery, he just looked at his brother quietly, with eyes that were so deep that they seemed to be able to swallow people's hearts.

"He will say the same thing next time." Sakurai Akira suddenly smiled.

I grinned: "So you were determined at this time. Did you take action immediately? Until you witnessed the death of the principal and the world reduced to purgatory."

"He said that the principal is a complete vengeful person who can sacrifice everything for revenge. He is indeed wrong. The guy himself thinks so and says that. But at any time, does it really matter what a person thinks and says? What is important is what he should do. How to do it?"

"In his eyes, the old guy could sacrifice everything for revenge, but at the last moment he chose to be a teacher and sacrificed his life."

Yu Juanzhen murmured: "So if you do it again, you still recognize me as the principal and Caesar as the youngest, because you miss everything that has passed away. That is certainly a reason, but it is not the whole story."

"In the next life, I will live for seventy or eighty years. To the Dragon Clan, that time is like a ephemeral life span, but the weight of that life is far greater than that of a hundred times a thousand times."

"That's why you are still you."

"Brother, is he scared?" Lu Mingfei stretched out his big hand and stroked his brother's cheek lovingly.

I finally understood what my brother was saying and what he was afraid of.

Those words were not meant for me, but for myself, my brother. I was hesitating about my own will.

It turns out that my brother is still afraid. I am afraid of giving up all my power and restarting, but I am afraid that it was a dream and everything will change back to the way it was before I woke up.

The person who is more afraid of returning that time is myself. I no longer have such a beautiful thing, so how can I be willing to let go and lose it?

People who have nothing will naturally have so-called losses, and the less they have, the more they will fear death, because after death, they will no longer be able to touch these beautiful and within reach things.

"Should you be afraid?" Yu Juanzhen asked in a serious voice, "A very small number of people in this world always set their sights in the distance, yearning for the things that will never be found again, but they always ignore the things that they no longer have. I didn’t wake up until I lost it, but it’s a pity that I have the time to look back.”

"Young people in this generation are mediocre, and so are you."

Sakurai Akira hurriedly stood up from the pool, and the pool water poured over my shoulders.

"Dragon blood passed down from ancient times can weaken human bones and muscles to the point of being afraid of cannonballs. It gives us the power to command the world, but dragon blood has the ability to make the outside world invulnerable."

Sakurai Akira raised his head, his eyes dim, and his left hand heavily covering his heart.

"So it is always possible that humans will really become dragons, but dragons can easily fall into humans."

"It is said that the erosion of dragon blood is weak, but in your opinion, it may not be able to defeat that human heart."

"Naruzawa, what's the use of saying 'love'?"

I raised my head hurriedly, and my golden pupils ignited with blazing fire. Unparalleled majesty descended from the sky, like a god descending into the world. One breath was enough to crush the world.

Lu Mingfei was distracted for a moment, but it was not because of his brother's true appearance as a king.

In a daze, I seemed to be back on this snowy night. I was carrying the princess on my back and walking along the railway track to go to the cool east to find spring and my brother. I talked all the way, except for the howling of the wind and snow in my ears. And this drop of cold tears falling on my neck.

The princess cried and complained that the parents who sold you loved you, but I was cursing impatiently, saying that love was of no use? That thing is just touching and filling the stomach. It only makes people more troubled. It is because he is a mixed race. The blood of the dragon family makes him a human being and also makes him destined to be lonely. He should be a human being. To live independently, you need love!

The princess sobbed loudly and said, "You understand." But the tears still kept falling, and they formed ice particles before being blown by the hot wind. The heat made me shiver, and then I became angry.

I am the most humble monarch. When I am angry, the whole world will tremble. The trumpet of war will ring from the top of the world. I will personally lead a small army to sweep across the world. All creatures will kneel down to welcome me. is coming, but I can't stop a crying boy.

I can only promise you what you desire.

Human beings are so stupid, looking longingly at things they have never had, and it is always easy to be satisfied by the cakes drawn by others.

So the boy hugged my neck tightly and replied loudly, saying yes, his voice was easily swallowed up by the wind and snow.

My absence only lasted for a moment. After all, I was a devil who had lived for several years. The waves in my heart disappeared in an instant, and I returned to my true self.

I raised my head and smiled again: "Brother, he has lost his former grace tonight."

The past here was naturally the Lord of Heaven who warmed to all sentient beings.

Akira Sakurai pinched my cheek hard and said, "If I say it now, I might have had the opportunity before."

"If you're so confident, just don't go." Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"How can this be done? You do care about power and how the world will turn out, but at most... you can make that world fall into the hands of the person you like."

Sakurai Akira turned around and smiled, "What does he think, Old Tang? It's been a while since we last met, has he forgotten about you? I agreed to take you to sit on a greyhound and eat cold dog."

The figure who had been standing aside like a statue slowly opened his eyes.

I stood in the hazy mist, with a golden flame burning like a solitary lamp outside my pupils, and the huge membrane wings folded in front of my back like a screen. I stood silently, looking at the two people behind me who looked familiar, but they dared to Easy to speak.

The majesty of these sudden appearances reminded me of an existence that had been dead for a long time and should definitely come back...

"Don't be so comfortable, you are so obvious." Sakurai Akira blushed, feeling a rare sense of shame.

"Mingming" was my ID outside the group back then.

"Who...is he?" Norton's voice was high and hoarse.

"Who does he want you to be?" Sakurai asked in reply, "You want him to be Old Tang, what about him?"

"Is there an old Tang?" Norton said coldly, "There has never been an old Tang, there is only Norton, the Dragon King Norton!"

Sakurai Akira looked at Lu Mingfei silently. The former blinked with a guilty look on his face, as if he was saying that his relationship with him would have ended long ago.

"Is it always right?" Sakurai Mingchen angrily yelled.

Norton frowned. Is that really this person? How can a bull's head speak to a horse's mouth?

I looked back and saw that the alchemy array depicted under the floor in the house was still horrifying to watch ten or a hundred times.

This time I will not have time to leave eggs after my death. According to common sense, I will need to spend the next thousand years to degenerate into a cocoon. That is still the person who is sheltered by the "Lord of Bronze and Fire". If it were another first-generation species of me, even if my soul is Decay is definitely the end of losing the body and lingering.

And those seven...

The alchemy formation is unprecedented and unheard of!

I am the King of Bronze and Fire, and my attainments in alchemy can be said to be the highest among the dragon clan. There are only a few people who can surpass me. I have no skills, but I have never seen such alchemy. I even look at it for a while. There is no way to analyze its construction principle.

Alchemy, like dragon literature, is passed down by blood. If even I have never seen it...if the people in the previous life had not changed the old and brought out the new, there is only one possibility left, and that possibility corresponds to my guess.

The reason why alchemy and dragon writing can be passed down along the bloodline is because the first two kings imprinted them deep in the bloodline, but if...

Are these two hiding something secret?

The look he looked at Sakurai Akira again was casual.

I remember that person. Before I awakened, he and I were friends online and played games together. After I awakened, I met him in real life, but I also remembered that this person was so bold and cowardly that it was embarrassing to watch. ...How could this be?

Is it because I was special and didn't wake up at the beginning?

But what about now?

Judging from his words and deeds, he is also similar to this person. How could this person talk so little nonsense to me, at least two words——

"Kneel down."

"I am neither a friend nor a traitor. How dare I see you kneeling?"

The golden eyes like molten gold pierced the fog, and it seemed as if the sky collapsed, and a vast and heavy majesty rose.

At that moment, Norton was shocked to realize that the person behind him was clearly close at hand, yet so far away that he could not reach him, as if he had been sitting on the clouds hanging from the sky, bowing his head to see all sentient beings!

It's Him!