If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

"So what exactly are you trying to say?"

Lin Nian spoke while Lu Mingfei was still hesitating and hesitating, "Want to question me? Make me feel guilty? Admit that killing Constantine was wrong?"

The man in white didn't reply, just looked at Lu Mingfei quietly.

Lu Mingfei was stared at by the Dragon King and forced into silence. What did he think? What could he think? Was the other party asking him what he was thinking when he pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle containing the Philosopher's Stone?

What is their argument? Lu Mingfei is still a little confused about this. Why did Constantine die? Should Constantine die? What did they kill Constantine for? Or is this all just a trash talk session to build up emotions before the real battle, and there is no need for him to think about it seriously?

"Lu Mingfei, answer me." The man in white said, his voice calm, but with a hint of majesty that touched Lu Mingfei's heart, "Why did you kill him?"

"I" Lu Mingfei opened his mouth. He was still confused. He didn't know whether the person he was asking himself now was the old Tang or the terrifying Dragon King. But does it really matter? Whether it was Old Tang or the Dragon King, the dead Constantine was the most important part of this man's life, a part that he took away with his own hands.

"He just chose one between Constantine's death and my death. This multiple-choice question is not difficult to answer."

Finally, Lin Nian spoke, looking indifferently at the man in white who kept questioning him, "Is it really useful to say this now? Constantine is dead, and no matter how much you blame us, he will not be resurrected, so what are you talking about? Do you want to get guilt and an apology from us to sue your brother’s spirit in heaven? Let you feel a little comfort and satisfaction when you couldn’t do anything at that time?”

The man in white looked directly at Lu Mingfei for a long time, trying to get something from Lu Mingfei's face, but the latter kept his head lowered so that his face could not be seen clearly.

"Humans and dragons are not like this." The man in white suddenly said softly, "There are always some people who push everything to the point of no return in the name of 'dreams' and 'blood'. But what have we gained? Nothing more than The new ghost is just annoying the old ghost and crying."

"Lu Mingfei, if you had it to do over again, his departure would not have any impact or disturbance on you humans. Would you still kill him?" The man in white looked up at Lu Mingfei and asked a strange question.

Lu Mingfei was stunned by the question from the man in white.

If Constantine's departure that night would not have caused any disturbance or impact, would he have put down the straw that broke the camel's back? Would he be willing to let go of a Dragon King who was not hostile, but was a potential danger, one that the hybrids considered the ultimate enemy?

"If we let him go, one day he will meet you and you will reunite to take revenge on the whole world. Where will we humans go?" Lin Nian looked at the man in white and said flatly, "This is impossible and has no meaning. On the topic, our positions have been opposite from the beginning. Will the Dragon Clan tolerate the world they once ruled being occupied by humans? Can the pride of your Dragon King really tolerate ants occupying magpie nests on the earth? "

"Don't presume to think that you can understand us!" The man in white suddenly turned his head and stared at Lin Nian. For the first time, his scorching dragon eyes surged with furious flames, as if he was offended by Lin Nian's firm words. The entire inner hall Suddenly filled with a terrifying majesty, the air was like gel and difficult to pump into the lungs.

That was the pressure of the Dragon King's rage.

Lu Mingfei leaned back suddenly because of this and felt a scorching temperature rushing towards his face, which was almost scorching his eyebrows. Even a mere leak of emotions from an existence of the Dragon King's level was enough to cause changes in the environment.

Next to him, Lin Nian suddenly felt a wild and bloodthirsty aura, enough to make people smell the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. He resisted the rage that was instantly ignited by the King of Bronze and Fire. Lu Mingfei, who almost fainted, was liberated by the checks and balances between these two wills.

"Isn't this what we know about you? The irritable dragon clan, the dragon clan that hates humans, the dragon clan that cannot communicate." In the 'Baqi' domain, Lin Nian looked at the Dragon King quietly, showing that he was not weak at all. Confronting him with his majesty, he asked coldly and sarcastically, "Norton? Or Old Tang or something else? It doesn't matter. As the Dragon King, you answer me a question now. If Constantine survives, , after finding you, will you just give up, give up fighting with humans for this world, and retire to the mountains and fields?"

The man in white was speechless for a long time before this question, but this speechlessness inexplicably caused Lin Nian's tit-for-tat momentum to suddenly freeze, because both he and Lu Mingfei found that the man was silent and answered Lin Nian's question with silence. question, and the answer is unacceptable to everyone.

"Are you kidding?" Lin Nian paused for a long time, then raised his head and stared at him and asked softly.

The man in white didn't answer, Norton didn't answer, and Lu Mingfei on the side also stared blankly at the Dragon King, who represented all rage, all destruction, and all subversion in the textbook, looking up at the bronze dome.

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that one night at night, Old Tang taught him how to speak pronunciation for an interview at Kassel College. At that time, he asked Old Tang what it was like to go to the United States alone, and how he wanted to have a future. Or do you just want a change of environment?

Old Tang, who was shaking his legs while eating a hot dog with his legs crossed, answered him that he didn't have any ideals, he just wanted to live a peaceful life, and it was best to have a decent friend by his side to accompany him. Obviously if you are admitted to an American university this time, then we will take a Greyhound to travel on the interstate highway. We will go wherever we go. When we get to a beautiful place, we will get off the car and walk around, and buy local hot dogs. They eat in the exhaust of cars and wait for the next Greyhound to take them farther away.

Lu Mingfei said, wow, you have become independent in the United States and you still have no ideals? Old Tang said, bad people should stop causing trouble. Where did I get my ideals? Go to Wall Street and conquer the world? Come on, when I came to the United States, I just wanted to escape far away, to a place where no one knew me, and to see the scenery in other places, such as the Statue of Liberty and Yellowstone Park. It would be best if I could be with someone by my side. A friend I can talk to, well, it would be better if it was a girl.

Old Tang said that his dream was probably like this. Lu Mingfei never questioned whether this dream was true. He and Old Tang were just friends. He had never really understood Old Tang. In his impression, Old Tang was a heartless person. He was a heartless, rough man who only wanted to live one day at a time, and this rough man was also loyal enough to lend him the money for 99 roses when he confessed that he had no money to buy roses.

But why is this happening now? They were all under a hundred meters of water, sitting in a bronze city built thousands of years ago, with seven deadly swords of Damocles hanging above their heads. There was wine filled with bitter memories in front of them. They looked up. There was only hatred in the depths of their eyes when they looked at each other.

Perhaps the Dragon King Norton is not what everyone thinks, he just wants to crawl out of the grave and spread the flames of the ‘Junyan’ and the ‘Candle Dragon’ all over the world and burn the world? He just wants to wake up, find his brother, go to the end of the horizon in the new world, abandon the so-called fate of abandoning his family, and avoid all wars and gunpowder smoke?

But can he still be called the Dragon King? Can he still be the King of Bronze and Fire among the four great monarchs? Aren't they supposed to be monsters that devour each other and then fight each other for power in the world?

Lu Mingfei really wanted to ask the man in white in front of him like this, but he couldn't ask because he realized that no matter what the facts were, this dream could never become a reality, because Constantine was dead, and he died between him and him. Lin Nian's hands.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei finally saw the shadow of Old Tang on the face of the man in white, but this shadow was so illusory that it was about to disappear. The initiator of all this was himself.

"No, that's not the case." Lin Nian looked at the man in white coldly when Lu Mingfei was emotionally unstable, "You told Constantine that before you can devour the world, instead of trekking alone, you should Sleep peacefully. The four monarchs are all twins, and only the complement of the two monarchs who kill and devour each other on the throne can give birth to the truly evolved Dragon King. Constantine is just the bait you raise, and the meaning of his existence is only to be swallowed by you. Then truly rule the world.

Lu Mingfei shuddered slightly at Lin Nian's words, and looked up at Old Tang in fear. He wanted to see a hint of anger at having the truth revealed on his face, but all he saw was the king's indifference.

"The so-called fate of abandoning one's family is to cross the wilderness, raise the battle flag again, and return to one's hometown." Norton's voice was low, slightly hoarse and confused, "After sleeping for a thousand years, where is your hometown?"

This was a question, but no one could answer his question. His voice echoed in the bronze inner hall for a long time, and in the end, the only real answer to him was the deserted loneliness.

Where there are old friends, it is naturally his hometown, but now he has lost everything.

In the dead silence, Norton finally fell silent. He raised his head and glanced over the faces of Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei. He raised his hand to hold the jade goblet in the middle and filled the three empty wine glasses with wine. Then he placed the jade goblet, which was as long and slender as a tube, on the bronze ground. When his hand left the jade goblet, the jade goblet seemed to be pulled by some force and actually spun on the ground, making a slight friction sound. .

Lu Mingfei looked at the jade goblet spinning on the ground hesitantly and blankly, not knowing what it meant. However, Lin Nian beside him suddenly raised his head and looked solemnly at the seven-handled "da" that had never left under the dome. The Sword of Morcles"!

When the jade goblet began to rotate, the hanging Seven Deadly Sins also began to move in an unsettling trajectory. The blade of the sword kept moving above the heads of the three figures sitting on the floor in the inner hall, as if blood-thirsty bats were confirming their determination. Catching prey!

After everything was done, Norton calmed down and stopped talking. He picked up the wine vessel in front of him and took a sip. He looked at Lu Mingfei without joy or sorrow.

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