Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 243 The Final Trial
All kinds of thoughts collided, thought, and deduced quickly in my mind.

Angers stood up suddenly, and the chair legs rubbed against the ground making a harsh sound.

He walked quickly to the door, opened it, and looked around, but there was no one there.

After pondering for a moment, he closed the door. He took out the black tea, boiled water, and rinsed the tea set. The hands that once held the jackknife to harvest life on the battlefield were so stable and elegant in handling the tea set. The white glazed porcelain bowl was shining The luster, poured into the red tea, until half full stop.

Angers returned to the desk with two cups of black tea, one was placed in front of him, and the other was placed opposite the empty one.

It's like inviting someone over.

After finishing all this, the old man sat down again. He lowered his head and stared at the vicissitudes of life reflected in the black tea for a long time.

There seemed to be a slight sigh.

The old man looked opposite, the black tea and porcelain bowls were still there, and no one attended the meeting.

In the past, if he completed the above steps and then called out in his heart, the devil would come in an unknown way, and he would sit across from him and drink tea calmly, and then discuss the deal with him.

In occult terms, this can probably be explained by the ritual of summoning the devil merchant.

Although it's a little sloppy, but if it's a devil, using black tea as a ritual object, I always feel a little subtle.

The ritual that was unintentionally touched many years ago, from that time to summoning that person, until now, this is the first failure.

Angers stared at the black tea opposite him in a daze.

The old man didn't know what this scene represented.

But the dragon slayer's intuition told him that it would definitely not be a good thing.

The devil did not come, did he neglect the call?

Angers immediately denied this speculation.

So, that's the only option left.

Something draws the devil's attention, and he must be so absorbed that he cannot even be distracted even the slightest bit.

So, what could make the devil so nervous?

The black tea reflected Angers frown.

In the eyes is the old man's lingering sorrow.

At this point in time, as well as his relationship with him, needless to say, it must be Lu Mingfei's trial.

Is it... so dangerous?
…………

The degree of danger of the trial may be far more serious than Angers imagined.

He knows too little about martial arts.

This is another path different from alchemy and science.

In Angers eyes, Lu Mingfei just staggered.

But in fact, the teenager's injuries were extremely terrifying.

Lu Mingfei was still thinking about it.

If this was in Kyushu, the little emperor would definitely have to nag him again.

This happens every time, Yan Luo fights against the most enemies regardless of himself. In the world of warriors, no one is born to be number one in the world. , it is really not easy.

Of course, this cannot simply be attributed to luck, even if he can take the elixir without being overwhelmed by the medicine, after all, there is great horror in life and death, and the pain again and again is not something ordinary people can bear. When I came to the problem, if it weren't for some unavoidable goals and obsessions that I couldn't let go of, I probably wouldn't be able to make it to the end.

In fact, this road is not as easy as imagined, and the little emperor also thought about giving up several times. The future of the world's military is certainly bright, but what stands in front of them are all the sect families of Kyushu, and the benefits are so great. If the common people have enough to eat, then the aristocratic families have to pay. Maybe the tea after a meal is not good enough, or maybe the embroidery on the silk clothes is no longer satisfactory, but the rich people leak some soup between their fingers. , the people at the bottom can have enough food and not be frozen to death.

Little emperor, oh no, he was just a general at that time, he was different from Lu Mingfei, the little emperor pretended to be the whole world, this Kyushu, all the people, tomorrow and the future.

He would pull Lu Mingfei to talk about good recipes for governing the country all night without feeling tired.

Lu Mingfei's head was getting bigger.

He was only mediocre in reading at first, so how could he have the ability to listen to people talking about it?

But if you say it's strange, it's Lu Mingfei who stretched out his hand when the little emperor hesitated a few times, and pulled him back.

He didn't talk about great truths, and he didn't say anything about the future in a hundred years or that everyone is like a dragon.

Lu Mingfei was just the name of each applicant.

"Dog eggs."

"Iron pillar."

"Three babies."

Did you find it? It's very rustic, right? It doesn't look like a child from a rich family at all. It sounds like the kind of child who runs around the village with a runny nose.

Lu Mingfei said one by one.

Talk about half an hour.

Finally, in the silence, a faint sentence came.

"They are all my soldiers."

"They're all dead."

Then Lu Mingfei went to see the little emperor.

"Why do you think they died?"

"Ah, why!"

He suddenly jumped up and fiercely picked up the collar of the little emperor, his delicate face could be so ferocious.

"It's because you believed in us!"

"I believe that we will be able to realize that future!"

"I don't care what happens next!"

"I don't care what will happen to you when you become emperor in the future!"

"I only know that my soldiers, my brothers, cannot die in vain!"

"Did you hear me!"

He stared at the little emperor's eyes like a beast, slamming every word.

The jumping light from the oil lamp hit Lu Mingfei's face, making those red eyes as cold as a deep pool.

"My soldiers, don't die in vain!"

Lu Mingfei nodded his chest vigorously.

"From the day the first person gave his life, we have stopped."

"They are looking at me!"

Lu Mingfei dropped the little emperor, and the man sat on the ground in a daze, left the tent by himself, and went back to sleep with his soldiers.

When Lu Mingfei came back at dawn, he saw the high-spirited little emperor again.

So, if it was the little emperor, he might sacrifice his life for the ideal that everyone is like a dragon, but that reason is too big and it is not suitable for Lu Mingfei. There is only one sentence in the battle between the seriously injured body and the outer gang.

"They are looking at me!"

It's the same now.

It's a different world, from Kyushu to Dragon Clan, but Lu Mingfei is still doing the same thing.

The ideal of fighting in the world is beautiful, but a world where everyone is like a dragon is also desirable.

But before that.

When it all started, Lu Mingfei just wanted to buy a sunflower from Changmao and the webmaster girl's store.

Then go to the bear girl's convenience store to buy a bottle of water.

No matter how ordinary and ordinary people are, they still have the right to dream.

Why can it be deprived of it casually.

Just because you cast a good tire and your eyes shine?

Lu Mingfei couldn't agree.

And if other people don’t agree with it, they don’t agree with it. They say a few words in the diary, at most they complain on the Internet, and they have to live their lives as usual. What can we do?

Lu Mingfei was not.

He wants the world to spread his arms.

Let everyone have the opportunity to improve and change their destiny.

Therefore, no matter what he faces next, he will not back down.

Even death.

The power of bronze and fire must be at hand.

This is the key to unlock the extraordinary shackles for the people of the world.

Even if it is the Dragon King standing in front of him.

Even now he is exhausted.

This is the battlefield that he must step on, and he has already made up his mind.

The young man walked forward along the corridor with dark golden lights.

His steps faltered and his back was bent.

But his eyes were as bright as burning candles.

That is not the golden pupil of the mixed race.

That is the clear and firm light called ideal.

It is his reason to fight and his unyielding strength.

The little devil hesitated to speak.

He walked out of the boy's shadow shortly after Lu Mingfei entered the Bronze City.

Lu Mingfei even traveled a long way before he noticed it.

The martial artist's intuition is so dull, it can be seen how bad the young man's state is.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the child.

Somewhat unexpectedly, he actually saw the little devil frowning, with a hint of sadness in his expression.

Isn't it okay for this guy if the sky falls?
Always put on a "I'm super powerful" face, arrogant, why, the omnipotent little devil also has things he can't handle?
Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei laughed.

But he probably forgot his physical condition.

It doesn't matter if he laughs casually at ordinary times, but now, the wounds all over his body are pulled, how painful it is, you can tell by the way he bared his teeth.

The little devil was all amused.

He really didn't know what to say about Lu Mingfei.

My brother must be so heartless.

The little devil shook his head helplessly.

"elder brother."

He was hesitant to speak again, and after calling out to Lu Mingfei, there was a long silence.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the little devil and continued walking.

Stand firm and never hesitate.

"what happened?"

"Do you know who is up there?"

"Constantine."

The little devil smiled.

"As expected of a brother."

"There's no need to talk about such a small matter, hum."

Lu Mingfei knew the fact that there were twins sitting on the throne of bronze and fire. Even if the little devil didn't tell him, he had the information about the existence of Constantine during the last battle with Norton in Hopeless Sky. .

Taking the authority of bronze and fire as the premise, since Norton's consciousness is still dormant in the bronze tree rooted in Lu Mingfei's sea of ​​consciousness, what he needs to face in the end is undoubtedly the other twin, Kang Standing.

As for the upcoming confrontation with the Dragon King, hasn't he already said that, he has already made up his mind.

All awareness.

The little devil looked forward.

His gaze carried an inexplicable meaning.

But what is certain is that he is worried, deeply worried.

"Konstantin..."

"No, it should be said that this last round of trials..."

The little devil hesitated to speak.

"Brother, it may be different from what you imagined."

"Oh, different?"

Lu Mingfei is really curious. He has been fighting all the way from Centralia to Nibelungen. His opponents include mixed-race warriors and pure-blood dragons. He has experienced everything he should have experienced. It is different. How could it be different?
"Anyway."

The little devil said seriously.

"Even if it's you, brother, you might fail."

no respond.

The little devil raised his head strangely, and looked at Lu Mingfei's profile.

The boy just focused on the road ahead.

But he didn't ignore the imp, either.

Then Lu Mingfei opened his mouth.

"I thought you were going to say something."

"So it's just this."

"Ok?"

The little devil blinked in bewilderment.

"It's going to fail or something."

"I knew it earlier."

Lu Mingfei spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Are you surprised?"

"No, you should be able to understand. There is no 100% success in this world. If you think that you will never fail, you are just deceiving yourself."

"However, if you are timid because of the possibility of failure."

"Do nothing, or even give up."

Lu Mingfei snorted.

"That's too ugly."

The little devil wanted to say more.

Lu Mingfei has already opened his mouth.

"I know what you mean."

"The probability of failure is high, right?"

"The hope of success is also very slim, isn't it?"

"But, but ah."

"A ray of life, isn't it life?"

"To be honest, whether I can reach the finish line is not my original intention of embarking on this road."

"The reason why I embarked on this road is the reason why I am still going forward."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Because I want to."

The little devil let out a breath.

"Although what you said is very reasonable, brother."

"However, with the current you, go to the last stage..."

"I see."

"Ok?"

"I said, I see."

The boy disappeared in the corridor, and the dark golden candle flickered.

"that's it."

"I'm going."

…………

"Clap."

The expensive handle crumbled into two pieces.

Erika blinked.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

Obviously just bored and want to watch the King of Fighters video of the big devil.

Why did I just click on it, and I didn't look at it for a long time, and I was like this.

Erika had a bad feeling.

The last time this happened, my brother was wrapped up like a mummy the next day, and he was in a coma for three days before waking up.

Erika became serious.

Thinking about it seriously, the last time, Mr. Hamster, whom she raised for two weeks, died.

Incredible.

It's all serious stuff.

Erika thought of the boy wearing the bronze mask.

Hateful big devil.

Nasty big devil.

What's wrong with him?

…………

This corridor is very long.

The route is winding and complicated.

Lu Mingfei almost forgot how long he had been walking.

The main reason is that he is mentally weak, and he has to prepare for the upcoming battle. He is almost taking the opportunity of rushing to rest and relax his mind, so that he can face the twins of bronze and fire.

Constantine.

This is not something that can be underestimated.

The red dragon and his bronze vassals have proved the power of dragons.

From power to body, horizontal comparison, is also a martial artist at the level of Kyushu Central Africans.

So what about the Dragon King they are loyal to?

Perhaps, only the warriors of the outer gang can deal with it.

But he is just an inhuman with exhausted oil and lamps, with wounds all over his body, and there are countless bright and dark ones.

It is a miracle to be able to walk, not to mention, he still has to fight the Dragon King.

This is not the authority of the little devil, the opposite of the real, called the world of illusion.

This is not negotiable if you die, you really die, reality.

So what?
The end of the corridor.

An empty valley.

Waterwheels, creeks, and thatched huts.

Lu Mingfei looked at everything here.

Until, footsteps...

Lu Mingfei fixed his eyes and raised his spirits.

That is, the direction of the thatched cottage.

Squeeze power, squeeze!press!

The body didn't respond.

Are you going to use the method of fighting for your life?
he thought.

I saw a boy in white push open the door, poked his head out cautiously, and glanced at him.

Without waiting for Lu Mingfei to make the next reaction.

The boy laughed happily.

He couldn't wait to run towards Lu Mingfei.

The sleeves of the white robe fluttered like clouds.

Just listen to the boy shouting.

"elder brother."

(End of this chapter)