Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

From killing seven in and seven out of a group of hybrids contracted with a bunch of messy demons, to calling Xuefeng to launch torpedoes to clear the ground when encountering demons that couldn't be beaten, Bu Shun's speed plan was successfully completed.

What basketball demon, chicken demon, golden arch demon...

Even Bu Shun, the creator of the dungeon, had to admire his imagination. After all, he couldn't imagine the use of these devil contracts.

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The difficulty of this dungeon is completely different from that of King Fentian.

Demons will have extraordinary power based on their "name". This is the fundamental rule under the element of "gods and demons", and the fundamental rule of the dragon world is blood, that is, "power" and "power" itself.

The two do not conflict, but complement each other.

In this mixed copy created by the system, Bu Shun also developed some imagination while killing randomly, and silently recorded these inspirations into his small notebook.

——It’s about collecting materials.

These rare experiences can definitely be used next time!

"If there is nothing else, Mr. Xuefeng will go back to sleep..." The white-haired cat-eared girl sat next to him, her eyelids drooping sleepily, and she yawned, "Finally, I finished playing before five o'clock...

Really, if the commander had summoned Lord Xuefeng earlier, I would have blasted all those guys away in one go! There was no need to fight until now..."

"If I always rely on Yukikaze, I won't be able to become stronger."

In the beverage shop where the two of them were, Bu Shun was drinking milk tea with excessive sweetness, while gently patting the back of the cat-eared girl who was leaning on him, "Anyway, thank you for your hard work, Xuefeng, thank you for your hard work."

You still have to stay with me so late at night."

"Hmph... If you are the commander, there is nothing you can do... But you will take me to the amusement park with you later!"

Xuefeng closed her eyes and hummed cutely, but with a soft smile on her face. It was obvious that she didn't really hate being with Bu Shun, and was even more happy when he relied on her.

Feeling the body temperature of the cat-eared girl close to him, Bu Shun felt somewhat guilty for squeezing his young girl so late at night, so he guiltily made an appointment to take her to the amusement park for half a day this Saturday.

After getting his agreement, the satisfied Xuefeng held his arm tightly and fell asleep peacefully.

Listening to her soft breathing, Bu Shun, who was holding a cup of milk tea in his right hand, felt a little numb. He suddenly remembered that he, the commander, could not sneak into the back house...

You can't ask Liv to come out to pick up the child and go back to the room to sleep. Bu Shun sighed, and simply sat down here peacefully, opened the e-book and started studying today.

Anyway, the body of the ship is only nominally the same as that of "ordinary people". Even if he sleeps in such an abnormal position, he won't catch a cold or have a stiff neck... And as a commander, how can he escape from the battle!

"But if you really want to talk about it, the better thing to do is to carry Xuefeng to Xia Lai's office. I also have my own bed over there."

While reading, Bu Shun whispered to himself, with a faint smile on his face.

Oh, it turns out it’s because I just want Xuefeng to lean against me for a little longer.

——As expected of me!

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Lu Mingfei struggled to open his eyes from the bed and saw the familiar ceiling.

He had counted the stains on the old ceiling of the small room left to him more than once when he was bored, and he couldn't remember it clearly.

But at the moment when he had just woken up from that long nightmare, even the faded ceiling gave him a feeling of being in another world.

Inexplicable feelings of alienation, happiness, complexity, longing... all kinds of emotions that even Lu Mingfei couldn't quite figure out were entangled together, filling his dry heart like fur balls scratched by a cat.

Only then did he suddenly realize that his heart, which used to be as pale as a piece of crumpled toilet paper, had now been dyed in a different color by the crazy fighting in the nightmare...

He didn't know if this was a good thing for him.

How long will this nightmare last? How long will it accompany you? Does the "teacher" you know in your dream really exist?

Lying down on the bed that smelled like a high school boy, Lu Mingfei held his hands empty, as if he wanted to hold something.

But in the end, he only grabbed the mattress that still had his own body temperature. And the black chainsaw or black cube that followed him in his dream and killed everyone was indeed like a dream, only existing in his dream.

Here, as he woke up, it instantly disappeared into nothing.

Feeling lost, Lu Mingfei thought that it would be nice if he could continue to dream for a while.

Compared with this dull reality, the nightmare was more interesting. Here he was just a little guy who was allowed to drink and drink, a dead child that no one cared about, but in that dream he held a roaring weapon in his hand.

The chainsaw moves in and out of the zombie pile, but it is different from sitting in front of the computer and controlling the characters on the screen...

It was the most disgusting "reality" of nightmares that made him feel intoxicated.

Just like a child who eats candy for the first time in his life, even though he knows that there is a spicy taste hidden under the sweet sugar coating, he can't help but keep the candy in his mouth.

Because if someone sees it, it might even be like this

The candy would also be taken away, and he would be yelled at and forced to spit it out... although probably no one would care about someone like him who has no sense of existence.

But he still couldn't help but think that way.

The wild cat next to the trash can will also hide the fish bones that it finally found.

"Don't sleep! Get up quickly and have breakfast!"

Aunt's loud voice boomed into the room from outside the door like thunder, interrupting Lu Mingfei's wandering thoughts as he lay there.

He scratched his messy hair, lifted up the quilt and sat up, looking down at his empty right hand.

Even now that he had woken up from the hazy dream, he could still feel the trembling feeling of the chainsaw in his hand, and when he wielded the chainsaw to chop up the zombie demon with the same appearance as Lu Mingze,

An overly vivid touch.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It would be great if... that dream is true." He said to himself.

It's not because he hates Lu Mingze, but because he wants to see again the "teacher" who said he wanted to see his dream.

What's so interesting about the dreams of people like him? Even he himself doesn't know what he wants. For more than ten years of his life, he has just drifted along like this.

It was as plain as a pot of water being poured into the kitchen. Even the boy at the middle age could not save him from this feeling of having his mouth and nose covered with plastic wrap.

But we can definitely still meet.

Because Xixiao told him that he signed a "contract" with him, and the contract is a sacred thing that even the devil must abide by.

The sensitive hedgehog should have been wary of raising his spikes against anyone, but why did he never forget the demon hunter? Lu Mingfei thought, maybe it was because he felt a...

Plant what he should have.

——Its name is "respect".

It was this kind of respect that made him recognize the contract and the existence of this teacher.

So even if this is a nightmare that cannot be escaped, and I will spend the rest of my life in the bloody fights in my dreams, it doesn't matter.

Brother Bu Shun, who always takes good care of him in reality, is right. He really wants to escape. Now he still wants to escape from this "home" that has made him useless, and escape to where ordinary people can hear him.

It will make everyone laugh.

Because "being around people who recognize you is where you should be"...

This is what Bu Shun once said to him.

Unknowingly, he stretched out his brows. An ordinary boy with an ordinary life, boring dreams and nothing got out of bed.

On the side of the open window next to the bed, as the breeze blew the white gauze curtains, soft sunlight shone into the boy's dull and dark bedroom.

He put on his slippers and walked towards the door.