Infinite Bloodcore

The capital of ice sculptures.

"Patriarch, did you summon me?" Mi Fang staggered into the study with a look of alcohol on her face.

"Look at what you look like!" Chief Shizuka rushed to the capital from his territory. He reprimanded mercilessly, "Mi Fang, this is not what you should look like. It's just a failure, and you get drunk all day long. Extremely decadent!”

"Yes, your position has been taken away."

"But this is your fault, not mine. According to family rules, that's it."

"Your performance in the duel with the dragon suit was so disappointing!"

Mi Fang remained silent, with a gloomy look on her face.

The duel he lost to the dragon suit almost sent him from heaven to hell.

The authority he had previously obtained because he was in charge of the mount potion business was deprived of him by various forces in the Shizuka family that had been preparing for success.

Mi Fang not only lost the rights he had obtained by breaking through the upper limit, but he also lost his base in the family.

The meaning of beating is very obvious!

Patriarch Jingxiang sighed, stood up from his seat, walked around the desk, and walked to Mi Fang.

Mi Fang was a little nervous and took a small step back.

As a result, the patriarch stretched out his hand and helped him to the seat where he was entertaining guests.

The patriarch's voice became softer: "It's so ugly that you lost the battle with the dragon suit."

"Not only has your reputation plummeted, but the entire family has also suffered a lot."

"Wherever you fall, you have to get up. Mi Fang! The family still believes in you, and I am willing to give you a chance to fight again."

"This time I came all the way from the territory just for you!"

"Go challenge the dragon suit and fight again! Show your spirit and win it. You need to smash your nightmare with your own hands and stand up again like a man."

Mi Fang was shocked physically and mentally, and looked at the Shizuka clan leader with wide eyes.

The latter looked serious.

Mi Fang's heart was cold. He is very aware of the strength of the dragon suit. It was easy to challenge three people at the beginning. If he really wanted to challenge again, he would be seeking death.

Unfortunately, apart from him, few people know this truth.

The outside world generally believes that Mi Fang's tactics are too conservative and too focused on gains and losses, and he has not exerted his due combat effectiveness at all.

By God!

"If I really showed off my offensive power, I'd probably be dead!" Mi Fang knew the severity, but the outside world didn't.

Many of his supporters, many women, despised him.

His friends couldn't understand him, and his family couldn't really comfort him.

"Master Patriarch, I am no match for Dragon Clothes!" Mi Fang shook her head.

Patriarch Shizuka raised his head slightly and changed from a bent posture to an upright position. He walked around the desk and walked towards the master's position.

During the process, he turned his back to Mi Fang and said lightly: "So, I brought this to you."

When he sat down again, a small bottle of potion was already placed on the desk.

The potion shone bright red under the light, which was very strange.

Mi Fang was an excellent pharmacist. When she saw this potion, her expression changed: "Devil transformation potion?"

Patriarch Shizuka nodded: "This is a holy-level magic potion that can transform you into a devil in a short period of time, and your combat power will skyrocket, which is enough for you to defeat the dragon suit."

Mi Fang frowned: "However, this transformation potion has very strong side effects and will pollute the blood."

Patriarch Shizuka shrugged slightly: "This is the greatest help I can give you. Mi Fang, you are a pharmacist, you can bear this kind of sequelae. It will not make you fall from the gold level."

"You need to defeat the Dragon Suit!"

"He was the one who knocked you down into the abyss."

"The family also needs you to defeat the dragon suit so that it can regain its reputation."

"Your current situation is all thanks to the dragon suit."

Mi Fang showed hesitation: "No, Longfu is not my mortal enemy. I would not use such brutal means to deal with him."

Patriarch Shizuka sneered: "Show some courage, Mi Fang!"

"Do you think I don't know?"

"You used other duelists to plot against the dragon suit and tried to poison you."

"Isn't the dragon suit your mortal enemy, or what? It's precisely because of him that the dragon and lion mercenary group's mount potion business is so prosperous, and it always occupies the largest market share."

"You have to know that the Alchemy Guild has already taken action. If we don't defeat the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group in time, our clan's mount potion business will probably plummet and be squeezed out in the future."

There was a deathly silence in the study, and the atmosphere was quite solemn.

After a long while, Mi Fang took a deep breath: "I need to think about it."

"Think carefully!" Chief Shizuka stood up and walked out of the study. And the bottle of devil's transformation potion was quietly placed on the desk, right in front of Mi Fang's eyes.

Mi Fang didn't know how he walked out of the study.

His mind was in confusion, and he didn't know when he was holding the bottle of magic potion in his palm.

When he came to his bedroom, he was surprised to find his wife waiting for him.

After a lingering love affair, his wife nestled in his arms and gently persuaded him: "Go and challenge the dragon suit again, go to the duel. Win this crucial battle. The sequelae of the potion are not important. You are important to the family." Your contribution is enough to ensure your generous treatment."

Mi Fang suddenly felt a chill and looked at his beloved wife in his arms. The tender wife's eyes are as tender as water, but there are hidden calculations in them.

Mi Fang did not blame her.

The combination between him and her was based on interests from the very beginning. His shameful defeat put his wife under tremendous family pressure.

Mi Fang slowly closed her eyes, her voice a little hoarse: "I'm tired, let's go to bed first."

He fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

The ordeal of fate continues.

He received three huge pieces of bad news in a row.

The first bad news is that the Yao Ma team was successfully promoted and passed the second test of the Nuanxue Cup. Moreover, Cai Jing and others established a new faction and became the partners of the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group in the Alchemy Guild. The president of the Alchemy Guild recognized Cai Jing's contribution and had no choice but to sit back and watch the establishment of this faction.

The second bad news is that the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group began to sell a large amount of Mixue on behalf of others. The key is that these Michelles come from the demiplane of widowhood. According to the explanation given by the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group, Widow Lian, who has been missing for some time, is conducting secret investigation and research somewhere and cannot escape.

The third bad news came from within the duelist. He, the dragon suit, has become one of the duelists! !

This all happened yesterday.

Mi Fang had much more information than the Shizuka clan leader. After consulting other duelists, he quickly restored the truth and learned the real situation.

Mi Fang felt extremely bitter both physically and mentally.

His enemies took another step forward, but he himself fell into a hellish situation.

He was in pain and began to regret

"Perhaps, it was a mistake for him to deal with the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group in the first place!"

"Things have reached this point and there is no use saying anything."

Hatred filled Mi Fang's heart.

"The reason why I am in this situation is all thanks to the dragon suit!"

He was almost cornered.

He is the son-in-law of the Shizuka family and has been bound to this family. Even if he wanted to break away and jump out, which noble would take him in?

And what about leaving the Ice Sculpture Kingdom and developing in other countries?

Just thinking about it made Mi Fang feel discouraged.

Here, he worked hard for many years and dedicated his youth to this cold land. Give it up and start over?

As a gold-level person, it’s not like he doesn’t have other development opportunities.

But it is true that duels were not prevalent elsewhere. Dueling and getting married, these shortcuts saved Mi Fang a lot of time and energy. He has become accustomed to surviving and developing in this environment.

Mi Fang tried and contacted Mei Lin again.

Meilin was exhausted physically and mentally. During this time, she attacked everywhere, maintaining the safety of the coastline with great difficulty.

However, the coastline of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom is very long, and it is difficult for the First Navy Fleet alone to ensure the entire security.

The most terrifying thing is that Da Han hasn’t taken action yet. It was like a sword hovering over everyone's heads. Who knew when it would suddenly fall down and chop off their heads.

The pressure of military affairs and psychological pressure made Meilin exhausted physically and mentally.

At this juncture, she also received shocking news - the dragon suit was promoted to a duelist and climbed to the top of Anqiu! Afterwards, Long Meng took the dragon suit and visited the Mixue Tower, and the two parties reached a cooperation.

This time, Meilin's previous efforts were almost in vain.

What made Meilin even more depressed was that she received an order from the Ice Sculpture Royal Family yesterday.

She had already understood what the royal family meant, which was to stop attacking the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group and focus on appeasing them.

In this way, Mi Fang's external support for the duelists was lost.

After ending her contact with Meilin, Mi Fang had a terrible feeling of being abandoned by the world for a moment.

"Read the letter." Suddenly a voice came.

"Who is that?" Mi Fang's body and mind were shaking with hairs all over her body.

Golden fighting energy spurted out, covering his whole body in an instant.

But he didn't find the source of the sound, only a letter on the table.

"When did this letter appear? Obviously there was not a moment ago..." A strong chill quickly filled Mi Fang's heart.

He looked at the letter intently for a while, then stretched out his hand, slowly took it, and started reading.

The content of the letter made his pupils shrink sharply.

Ten minutes later.

He came to a restaurant.

In the private room, the dragon boy was feasting on monster meat. The monster meat was half-cooked and the smell of blood was quite strong.

The dragon boy's fangs kept chewing, and the flesh and blood quickly eroded between the bites of the teeth.

Mi Fang walked into the private room and saw this scene.

In the private room, besides him, there was the dragon boy.

But Mi Fang knew that it was definitely not just the dragon boy, there must be a strong person hiding in the dark.

Mi Fang was not polite and sat down opposite the dragon boy with a cold face.

The dragon boy immersed himself in chewing the flesh and blood, without raising his eyes to look at Mi Fang, and said directly: "My time is very limited. I just said it directly."

"Mi Fang, come and join me."

Mi Fang did not expect such an unfolding, and he almost thought he had heard wrongly.

The next moment, he was so angry that he laughed out loud: "Hehehe, thanks to you, my situation is quite bad."

"You actually said that you want me to come to you? Hahaha!"

"what are you talking about?"

"who do you think You Are?!"

"You are my enemy!"

"It's all you, it's all because of you! I'm in this situation now."

Mi Fang became more and more angry as she talked. As soon as she sat down, she stood up, roared loudly, and kept waving her arms.

He was so angry that he even threw the seat behind him.

The seat hit the wall and was shattered.

The dragon boy then raised his eyes to look at him and said in an ice-like tone, "You are going to die."

Mi Fang's face turned red, she was panting like an ox, her pupils shrank, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"Hehehe, do you think I will be scared?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you. Next, I will challenge you. I have mastered the means to win. I will defeat you fiercely and take back everything that belongs to me from you. Everything!"

The young dragon man had a lot of time to do: "The means to win? Are you talking about the bottle of devil transformation potion?"

"Sacred level magic potion..." The dragon boy said this and chuckled, "Hehehe."

The corners of Mi Fang's eyes twitched, and her face became as gloomy as water.

The biggest trump card was easily exposed by the dragon boy, but Mi Fang was not surprised.

Because he thought of that mysterious voice and the mysterious invitation letter. According to the content of the invitation letter, he came to meet the dragon boy secretly.

Since the other party can achieve this level, it is very possible to find out the information about the holy realm potion.

Hatred and fighting spirit quickly faded in Mi Fang's heart, replaced by endless coldness and despair.

"It seems that you have calmed down, which is good." A smile seemed to appear on the dragon boy's face, and then it disappeared in an instant.

While drinking red wine, he said to Mi Fang: "As long as you think calmly, you can imagine: If you go against me, you have lost a lot. If you continue to go against me, you will lose more, including your life. .”

"Stop being so stupid, Mi Fang."

"Do you really believe in the promise the Shizuka family made to you? As long as you take the holy potion and deal with me, they will give you generous treatment?"

"What is happening to you now? The authority you worked so hard and worked so hard for has been taken away by them overnight." Your rights and status are only in their thoughts. After all, you are attached to the Shizuka family, and your power is given to you by them, and they can take it back at any time. "

"It's not me who humiliates you, it's them!"

"Don't you understand? Here, even if you marry into the family, you are just a human race and an outsider."

"You are not a snow elf".

"If you think about it carefully, the Shizuka family really regards you as one of their own?"

Mi Fang didn't know what to say, so he could only fall into silence, a deathly silence.

The dragon boy drank all the red wine in his glass and burped.

Then, he pushed his dinner plate to Mi Fang, who was standing opposite the dining table, with a very casual attitude.

On the dinner plate, there was a small piece of monster meat left over from his meal, which was bloody and bloody.

"You're hungry, eat some." The dragon boy said.

"No, I've had breakfast. And I never have the habit of eating other people's leftovers." Mi Fang's silence was easily broken. He felt humiliated and flatly refused.

"Hehehe. The dragon boy laughed mockingly.

He leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. Then he stretched out a dragon claw and pointed at himself and then at Mi Fang.

"You and I are the same."

"We are all outsiders."

"We are all duelists."

"We have gone on countless adventures, and we have gone through so many hardships that we can't even count them."

The dragon boy shook his head, then raised his hands, clenched them into fists in front of Mi Fang.

"We rely on our own hands and work hard. And those people, those people who are above us, are born with everything that we work hard to have!"

"Why?"

"What's even more despicable is that our efforts are likely to be wasted overnight due to the denial of those people. In their eyes, we are a joke!"

"That's why I'm willing to take risks and go out and try my best."

"I want to use my strength to build my own power!"

"Look at you now, Mi Fang, you have nothing to lose. By relying on me and cooperating with me, you can gain a lot, a lot, much more than you imagined."

"Don't you want to have a power that truly belongs to you?"

"I can help you."

"Don't you want to take control of the Shizuka family and show those people their true colors?"

"I can still help you."

"The premise is that you surrender to me."

After the dragon boy finished speaking, he paused deliberately.

Then, he clearly saw Mi Fang's Adam's apple rolling and heard the sound of him swallowing saliva.

The orange dragon pupils clearly reflected Mi Fang's expression, and every subtle change in expression reflected the seriousness of the dragon boy.

"You are hungry."

The dragon boy laughed out loud: "I can see that you are very hungry now."

"Eat something. If I have something to eat, you will have a bite."

The dragon boy's voice softened, as if he was hypnotizing.

The thoughts in Mi Fang's mind seemed to be chaotic and blank.

He didn't know why, but somehow, he saw himself walking towards the dining table step by step, and then slowly stretched out his hand and touched the flesh and blood on the plate.

There were no utensils, so Mi Fang directly picked up the monster meat and put it into her mouth.

This was not Warcraft meat suitable for him, and the bloody smell made him nauseous.

But he still gulped and devoured.

In the process, his confused and desperate expression gradually faded away, and he began to become gloomy and fierce.

His cheeks bulged high, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, down his chin, and into his collar, dyeing the exquisite clothing full of elf aristocratic style red.

The dragon boy laughed loudly, stood up and left.

When he passed by Mi Fang, he said lightly: "Leave that bottle of magic potion behind. I will let you know what to do next."

Mi Fang understands.

Just eating meat is just showing attitude. Leaving the potion behind shows your sincerity of surrender.

Mi Fang didn't know what was wrong with him. His movements were very smooth. He must have taken out the potion without any hesitation and put it on the table with a bang.

The dragon boy had already reached the door.

Mi Fang hurriedly said: "Are you leaving now? Are you a devil?! I left the potion, what did you give me?"

Throughout the entire negotiation, the dragon boy didn't make any positive promises.

"What can I give you? Hahaha." The dragon boy opened the door, "I accept your duel challenge, and promise that in this duel I will only beat you, not kill you."

The next second, the door closed.

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