Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"Where did you hear that?"

Outside the platform was a wild rain curtain, as if the whole world was covered by the rain curtain. Inside the platform were two boys standing opposite each other. Chu Zihang's golden eyes were staring straight at Lu Mingfei. He was asking about the name of the other party. "Deer Mansions" came out of his mouth.

He has not mentioned to anyone that he has ever used this name. This is a past event that has been buried in his memory. Even if he is as close as Lu Mingfei, this name, like that man, seems to only live in his memory. That "heartless" mother had long ago left behind her former name and that man. This was...something that belonged exclusively to Chu Zihang.

But the things you have hidden so well, which are obviously kept tightly locked in your mind every day, are openly taken out by others on such a day, which makes Chu Zihang feel... weird!

It was as if someone had pried open his forehead and peeked inside with a pair of eyes that belonged to him alone. It was incredible.

"Brother, you know, I have a friend named Old Tang. He writes all his emotions on his face, good or bad. You are the complete opposite to him. You have facial paralysis, so you put everything on your face. Hiding it in your heart... aren’t you tired?”

Lu Mingfei looked directly at Chu Zihang's pair of breathtaking golden eyes. He was probably the only student in the entire academy who was not afraid of those king-like eyes, even Caesar and Chu Zihang Hang can't help but turn his eyes slightly when he talks.

"I'm asking, how do you know this name?"

Chu Zihang frowned. This was probably the most doubtful emotion he could express, because the target was Lu Mingfei, one of the few people he trusted. If it were any other person in Cassel College, If a person touches his past in front of him, Murasame will be on the other person's heart in an instant.

"It's easy to find out. You can look through old newspapers. Many of your deeds have been published in them." Lu Mingfei took two steps towards Chu Zihang. "My mission is to southern China, which is not far from our place." It’s far away, so I took a detour back to investigate something I care about.”

"About me?" Chu Zihang asked.

"It's about us." Lu Mingfei shook his head, "Brother, you know about the hunter website, right? Even the academy couldn't find out its origins, but I found some clues."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei quietly, waiting for the next words and remained silent.

"Remember my mission as the 'Skinner' in New York? That woman told me about the hunter website's purge plan. Hunters who cannot be used by the website will be wiped out from the world by the executioners selected by the website administrator. She He is one of the chosen executioners."

"One?" Chu Zihang keenly captured this word.

"Yes, firstly, the system built by the hunter website is too huge and spread all over the world. Of course, it cannot be eliminated by just one person. My friend Old Tang is a bounty hunter, and he is gradually fading out of the hunter website's sight. , because of this, he was targeted by the 'Skinner'. The hunter website seems not to allow others to take away its secrets, and would rather kill by mistake than kill him!" Lu Mingfei explained in a deep voice.

"What is the connection between these and the name 'Lu Mang'?" Chu Zihang asked puzzledly.

"The first time I heard this name was when the woman who was involved in the 'Skinner' incident in New York told me. She said she was the executioner chosen by the gods. The gods have many executioners, but the one he likes most is one named The black-haired Chinese boy with 'Lumang'." Lu Mingfei said while staring closely into Chu Zihang's eyes.

"God?" Sure enough, when he heard this word, Chu Zihang's already bright golden eyes burst out with several more dazzling golden eyes, as if to pierce the dark and solemn rainy night.

"The administrator of the hunter website is called 'Nido', senior brother, what do you think of it?" Lu Mingfei followed the lead.

"Odin...Odin!" The name almost came out from Chu Zihang's teeth.

For so many years, the figure of that "god" has been lingering in his mind. He has an eight-legged horse under his body and a spiked spear in his hand. He is majestic and solemn, and has countless subordinates. With supreme power, he is as majestic as a true divine king.

Chu Zihang's fists in his pockets were clenched. That figure seemed to be a nightmare that kept him awake all night. He swung the knife thousands of times day and night, each one aimed at cutting off the so-called "god".

Lu Mingfei held Chu Zihang's trembling shoulders and said softly, "During this mission, I investigated the legends and deeds about 'Odin'. Unfortunately, such a thing seems to only exist in mythology. People have seen Odin’s true form.”

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and then said something shocking.

"However, on a small island in the Zengmu Shoal in the southernmost part of China, I met a group of indigenous people. Their technology is not developed but their force value is very high. Although there are only a few bloodlines in the tribe of 100 people." C' level are all reluctant hybrids... but their ancestors seem to have done a lot of research on Eastern and Western mythology, and they firmly believe in the theory of gods and ghosts. I learned a set of sword skills from them there."

"A set of…god-killing sword techniques."

Lightning struck wildly in the sky, and the sound of thunderstorm drowned out Lu Mingfei's voice.

He reached over Chu Zihang and pulled out Murasumi from his back, and then showed off his authentic view of the world. He stood with swords in both hands, his eyes unruly, staring blankly into the dark rainy night...

It seemed that in Lu Mingfei's sight, there was a tall and majestic "god" standing there!

After the visualization, a bright golden light exploded in Lu Mingfei's eyes. He moved and ran towards the rainy night ahead.

In his left and right hands, Murasame and Kanshi Masamune overlapped to form a huge "X". The sword flashed and the silver light bloomed. Lu Mingfei's sword skills were already quite proficient and awe-inspiring.

A silver thread bloomed, and Lu Mingfei cut off the chaotic and violent rain curtain in the silent and dark night.

Two dazzling arcs of light suddenly appeared in the dark night. No sound could be heard in the ears. The speed of this knife exceeded the speed of sound!

Before his eyes could catch the tracks drawn by the two pale blades, the tip of the blade stopped in front of him. The rain curtain was strung into two diagonal crosses by the blade light and splashed forward, falling into the hazy night.

However, in Lu Mingfei's imagination, what this knife brought was not the cold rain but the splash of scarlet blood. The imaginary "god" standing in the dark night was also divided into four parts by the two intersecting sword lights. , crashing to the ground.

Then he raised his blood and drew the sword, and a complete set of short and capable sword skills was displayed in front of Chu Zihang's eyes.

"It's said to be a set of sword skills, but in fact it's just this one move." Lu Mingfei returned and handed Murasame back to Chu Zihang's hand again, saying with a smile.

Chu Zihang took Cun Yu. He looked at Lu Mingfei and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He understood Lu Mingfei's good intentions, but the other party's words sounded like he was trying to make him repeat his words. Made up out of hope.

Chu Zihang admitted that the move demonstrated by Lu Mingfei just now was very strong. He might be suppressed in an instant even if he went all out, but that mostly depends on the user himself. In the past six months, Lu Mingfei's The strength has already improved by leaps and bounds, so this sword technique seems to be strong, but it is used to kill gods...

The image of the man wielding a sword against the gods flashed through Chu Zihang's mind again. Such fine light and shadows of swords could only slow down the gods. Chu Zihang believed that he could not wield the man at that time. Such a sharp sword, so he felt that killing gods with just one sword... sounded too forced.

"Senior brother, to be honest, I felt that it was very reluctant to rely on this move to kill the gods. But at that time, the indigenous elder on the Zengmu Ansha was very serious in his gestures. I felt that he was not tricking me. Maybe it was because we were not strong enough. The momentum of this move is very strong. It will definitely be different when we are stronger and we can use it differently. Let’s practice it when we have time. Anyway, it’s not about having too many skills and not being overwhelmed..."

However, what Chu Zihang didn't notice was that despite his Murasame's alchemical ability to cleanse his blade, the blade of Lu Mingfei's Kanshi Zhengzong was still stained with a thin layer of water vapor, which condensed and never dispersed. It's like time is stuck on the tip of a knife.

Lu Mingfei hugged Chu Zihang's shoulders affectionately and whispered into his ears. The two brothers had only met a handful of times in the past six months.

Chu Zihang himself can be regarded as a busy person in the execution department, but he is even more outrageous. He is only a first-year student and has only attended a few classes before being tightly arranged by the execution department and running around day and night. , going all over the world to catch high-risk hybrids, explore ancient tombs, and so on.

However, Lu Mingfei could teach himself how to slay dragons, but he was neither professional nor competent in the tasks of going to the tomb and exploring traces.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei had been deeply in love with tomb-robbery fantasy novels such as "Tomb Robbery Notes" and "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" for a period of time. He read them all night long and the contents were still fresh in his memory. He couldn't bear it while completing the task. Zhizhi lamented that the author of the book "Tomb Robbers Notes" is really amazing. There are indeed many scenes in the book that match reality.

He even doubted whether this guy's real occupation before writing the book was poking people's graves.

It seems that since completing the missions of "Kuimen Project" and "Skinner", he has become a brick in the execution department to be moved wherever needed.

The Executive Department has almost reserved him as one of the future ministerial candidates. Anyway, in the opinion of Professor Schneider, Professor Manns and the other old guys, the positions of minister and deputy minister have basically been decided by brothers Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang. There was no running between the two.

Lu Mingfei has no ambitions for the position of head of the execution department, but he is also happy to hone himself in various tasks, improve his strength, and at the same time experience the vastness and diversity of the world.

In the past, he huddled on the rooftop of that small coastal town, looking at the prosperous CBD area from a distance. At that time, the boy thought it was as if the whole world was there... But in the eyes of Lu Mingfei now, this was nothing. Where?

In the past six months, he has seen dilapidated cities that have been baptized by shells and gunfire after the war, where countless people have been displaced and clothing has become a luxury; he has walked through the richest cities in the world, where beggars wear clothes With gold and silver and fine porcelain teeth, the rich can buy all the skyscrapers in his hometown's CBD area with a wave of his hand; he has also lived in dangerous jungles late at night and walked through deserts scorching at noon.

Returning along the winding mountain road with Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei saw an eye-catching bright red banner hanging at the door all the way when approaching Kassel College.

[Warmly welcome S-class warrior Lu Mingfei to Kassel in triumph! 】

Lu Mingfei stopped on the spot, his eyes twitching, and called him "good guy". His original eagerness to return to school was instantly washed away by this long banner with red background and yellow characters that had a very rustic flavor. Most of it.

It really makes people speechless. What I know is that I have returned to that aristocratic school where gentlemen gather and elites gather together. What I don’t know is that I am still on the small island of Zengmu Shoal. Why is there a strong feeling of warriors from the indigenous tribe returning from hunting and the whole clan is happy? A sense of déjà vu when a bonfire party is about to be held? There are no two elk or bison in my view of the world.

Under the red earth-scented banner stood a huge crowd, headed by an old acquaintance, Qi Lan, the chairman of the freshmen fraternity. At this moment, he was leading the members of the freshmen fraternity to guard the gate of the college, watching from a distance. Lu Mingfei's face was full of enthusiasm, and he looked like a fan who was looking forward to success in chasing stars.

Many students in the college will joke in private that the freshman fraternity has actually existed in name only for a long time. This student organization that originally hoped to secure the third largest position in the college has completely turned into a "Mingjiao" from the inside out—— The sect that mindlessly pursues Lu Mingfei.

When Qi Lan, the chairman of the freshmen sorority, not only did not get furious when he heard these remarks, he looked happy and said, "You are right, that is the truth." This made people doubt the originator of this rumor. Could it be the president of the freshman fraternity himself?

A black bear-like figure emerged from the crowd as black as a tide. From a distance, the "bear" spread his arms as if he wanted to pounce on Lu Mingfei, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and give him a big bear hug.

"Thank you, senior brother, I don't have to hug you." Lu Mingfei put his palm against "Bear Bear"'s big face, rejecting this warm embrace that was mixed with fists and love.

"Junior brother, you have been gone for more than half a month. Do you know how senior brother came here for more than half a month? He was crying almost every day!" Fingel's expression was like a Qing Dynasty resentment who was locked in a boudoir and relegated to the cold palace. woman.

"Is it a stray dog?" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, "Almost twenty days have passed. God knows what you have done to the dormitory. Last time I didn't come back to the dormitory for half a month. There are several more mouse nests in the corner.”

"I can't stop the rats from making a nest. I'm not a cat." In one sentence, Fingel blamed the rats for the mess in the dormitory, and then he put his big head on Lu Ming Fei whispered in his ear.

"Internal news from the Information Department, another girl has arrived at the academy!"