Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 294
In the end, Xia Mi still failed to escape.

"Our Mr. Coach has news."

"Sure enough, there must have been an accident. Come and come, there is food and we go back to our homes."

"Please don't say the lines of the second senior brother with this face, it's too split."

Saying this, at the same time, Han Ye was still watching Xia Mi vigilantly, in case this guy sneaked away with food and absconded overnight.

Xia Mi stared angrily, as if he was aggrieved by Han Ye's suspicion.

Of course, it would be more convincing if she could wipe off the cake crumbs from the corner of her mouth.

"Sorry to disappoint you, there was no accident."

Han Ye said.

"Our Mr. Coach received the mission temporarily, and he is probably still on the way to carry out the mission."

"Wow."

Xia Mi clicked her tongue.

"I just returned to China, so I went to perform the task. So the headquarters is this kind of sweatshop that eats people and doesn't spit out bones!"

"You can't say that either."

Han Ye explained.

"I also read that mission. It is a regional mission. The nearby Kassel commissioner can accept it. Mr. Coach confirmed it within 3 seconds after the mission was issued. Ordinary people still have to think and weigh the risks, but we Mr. Coach seems to have absolutely no need to do these things."

"It looks like a task madman."

Xia Mi straddled the chair, her chin resting on the backrest, her long legs wrapped in black and white striped pantyhose spread out, and her delicate little head swayed from side to side boringly.

"Compared to seeing his lovely students, is the task more important? Seriously, I always feel that this coach will be very difficult to get along with, woo..."

"By the way, President, what is the name of our coach?"

"I remember sending you a notice."

"Who would watch something like that?"

"You look so righteous and confident that I really don't know what to say."

Han Ye let out a sigh of relief.

"You should have heard what the coach said. I have mentioned it many times before."

"Oh, who is it?"

Xia Mi shook his feet in boredom.

"Chu Zihang."

Clang.

Han Ye looked at Xia Mi who was lying on the ground in shock.

By the way, how did you fall like this!

Not caring about arranging her hair, Xia Mi put her hands on the ground, straightened her upper body, and stared at her beautiful eyes.

"Chu...Chu Zihang!"

"Ah."

…………

Dark night.

icy street.

Chu Zihang was walking on the street at night.

He stopped in front of a building and found a certain window on the third floor.

Mission objective, confirmed.

…………

Qiu Shui struggled to get up from a pile of wine bottles.

He rubbed his face, looked around, and confirmed that he was still alive, his stomach turned upside down, Qiu Shui's face was green, he stumbled into the bathroom, buried his head in the sink and vomited faintly.

After grabbing a piece of paper and running out of paper, Qiu Shui looked around in a daze, and wiped his mouth with a piece of newspaper. It was his collection a long time ago. amazing"

"21st Century Fantasy Masters".

The accompanying picture shows him smiling and full of vigor.

At this moment, the talented writer's smug face was covered with the drunk's vomit, which he casually threw into the toilet.

Qiu Shui threw himself onto the sofa all at once, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Half a year ago, he was still a rising star in the literary world, and he was widely known for his unrestrained imagination. The novel he wrote just to kill boredom became a hit. Fascinated, in a short period of time, readers formed Qiushui's fan support group by themselves, publishers waved checks and chased him to write a sequel, editors gave reporters orders every day to interview him or get out, parents and brothers also because they knew each other Proud of him.

Fame, wealth, status, one after another.

Finally, the smug Qiushui decided to write and create his next work.

But disaster struck.

In the eyes of readers, Qiushui's imagination is endless, magnificent and grand, and the most rare thing is that it is close to reality. Reading Qiushui's fantasy works, you seem to be in a real different world, and everything is so yearning.

But for Qiu Shui, his imagination was a curse.

Since he was a child, he could see some unbelievable scenes and dream about some extremely real scenes, but Qiu Shui never cared about them, and later created fantasy novels based on them.

But now, when he started to imagine consciously, everything changed.

Just like opening Pandora's box, it was completely out of control. Qiu Shui was horrified to find that he could not control his imagination, and could see pictures that should only exist in his imagination appearing in his life all the time.

Monsters with folded wings hung from the ceiling.

A giant snake with two heads stared at him from the window.

Even the sofa you sit on becomes entangled maggots.

Sleeping is useless, just falling from reality into the abyss called dreams.

He dreamed of countless snakes, twisted and entangled into a throne that covered the sky and the sun, and a great existence was entrenched on that seat, and the shadow he cast formed the night.

Qiu Shuihong sought help from a psychiatrist, but the result was frustrating. He walked out of the hospital with a bag of calming medicine, threw it to the side of the road, and was smashed to pieces by a speeding car.

Qiu Shui knew that these things were of no use to him. Falling asleep was just entering another abyss. All he could do was drink and get himself drunk until he was so drunk that he completely lost consciousness and didn't know anything.

The outside world paid close attention to Qiu Shui's news. They thought they would see the next work of this genius, but what they were waiting for was the news that Qiu Shui was unconscious on the side of the road. No matter how high it is, how hard it falls now.

But Qiu Shui didn't care anymore.

He just wanted to know whether what he saw was just imagination or some kind of reality.

Also, what the hell are they?
All monsters have one thing in common.

their eyes.

Those pair of yellow chicken-colored vertical pupils.

Michael Jackson's song suddenly sounded in the room, and the volume was instantly raised to the highest level, almost toppling the ceiling.

Qiu Shui jumped up as if a spring had been attached to his buttocks, and hurriedly rolled to the computer.

At this moment, he froze motionless.

An image that takes up the entire screen.

Black background, red lettering.

"baptism"

what is this?
Why is it showing up on my computer?

Got a virus?
Most people will naturally have such thoughts when they see this scene.

But Qiushui didn't.

His mind kept flashing back to the visions he had seen these days.

It seemed like something was about to come out, right out of the head.

and many more!

That, that is!

Who is knocking on the door!
Bang Bang!Bang Bang!Bang Bang!

Qiu Shui stared at the door nervously. He saw the cracks in the wall and the wailing of the door. It was obvious that the door would not hold up soon.

monster!monster!It must be a monster!

Autumn water turns round and round.

His imagination finally became a reality.

He knew this day would come.

Qiu Shui has a strong intuition.

If caught, he must die.

What to do? What to do? What to do!
What should he do!
Qiu Shui stopped suddenly, he didn't move, looking at the window, slowly, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Pushing open the window roughly, and looking back, the door has been twisted and deformed by the monster, and it may be completely scrapped in the next second.

Qiu Shui seemed to see a pair of golden eyes, so bright, piercing the night like a sword, locking on himself.

"Want to catch me!"

"Go dream!"

Qiu Shui jumped from the third floor.

It was also at the moment when he jumped out that the door collapsed, and the fiery golden pupils locked onto Qiushui.

"I... I'm still alive!"

Qiu Shui got up from the ground.

One leg was broken, other parts seemed to be fine, but I heard that if it was internal bleeding, I couldn't feel it.

Forget it, forget it.

Qiu Shui looked back, on the third floor, by the window, a pair of golden eyes were condescending.

That guy stood there without any next move, did he have any concerns?Or, contrary to what I thought, he didn't actually want to kill me?
Qiu Shui shook his head, he believed in his intuition, it was too strong, that guy was definitely going to kill him, it was not wrong, if he was caught, he would die, that must be the case.

Qiu Shui admitted that the moment he jumped out of the window just now, he really thought about it.

But since he was still alive after jumping from the fourth floor, how could he die so easily.

His desire to survive is extremely strong.

Live!
I must live!
Qiu Shui ran forward dragging his broken leg.

What he didn't notice was that the window on the fourth floor behind him, the focus of those golden pupils was not him.

It's the darkness ahead.

Damn, why is there no one.

Even if I want to call for help, there is no target.

Qiu Shui covered his head, dragged his broken leg, breathing like a fan, his chest seemed to burn in the next second, he felt that he was going to the limit.

What's more, his head hurts, and the hallucinations are endless, and he can't stop at all, as if someone is piercing his temple with a needle, the world in his eyes is blurred, and several overlapping shadows are swaying back and forth, maybe before that monster catches up , he is already dead.

I... am I going to die?

Is there anyone... Is there anyone who can save me!
Maybe the sky also heard his heartfelt voice. Qiushui saw a figure walking towards him. The night was too dark and his spirit was too poor. He couldn't see the man's face at all. It's a man.

Before the word "help" was uttered, Qiu Shui was shocked suddenly, and he suddenly realized that his actions might kill the innocent passerby in front of him.

The target of the monster is himself, so he will attack himself. If his cry for help puts innocent people in a desperate situation, then even if Qiu Shui dies, he can't rest in peace.

He is not a good person, he has done a lot of stupid things when he grows up, he even owes a few girls, and he can't finish it in three lifetimes.

But at the last moment of this life, facing the juncture of life and death choices.

Qiu Shui frantically waved away the oncoming passers-by.

"go!"

"Let me go!"

"Quick!"

His expression is crazy and ferocious, reminiscent of a beast that has reached the end of its life. It is not powerless to wait for death to come, but to rouse the last strength of life to do what he should do.

But it didn't work.

The passers-by didn't care, and still walked forward in their own way. Qiu Shui was desperate. The monster born from his imagination would not only kill himself, but also harvest the lives of innocent people.

He is a sinful man.

Passers-by are about to pass him by.

Behind is the monster that is chasing and killing.

A thought suddenly flashed in Qiu Shui's mind.

Strange, the monster's eyes are so obvious, why does this person seem to be not afraid at all, and is still walking forward?

It was with this thought that he tried to open his eyes wide and looked at passers-by.

The calm to indifferent face, as well as the handsome facial features of the immortal species in fantasy works, no matter who takes a look, it will be deeply imprinted in the mind.

It's a pity that such a beautiful boy will die at the hands of monsters.

Just when Qiu Shui was feeling sorry in his heart, the next second, the scorching golden pupils lit up.

Qiu Shui sat down on the ground in horror, trembling all over.

Gold...gold, it's gold!
correct!
These are the monster's eyes!
This guy is not innocent at all!
He is also... a monster!

Qiu Shui fell into complete despair.

The front is also the same, and the back is also, he has been surrounded by monsters.

There was no hope of surviving at all.

When Qiu Shui was about to close his eyes and wait for death.

The monster in front grabbed him.

Like a waltz.

Qiu Shui felt dizzy and dizzy, and when he stopped, he had already switched places with this person.

He looked back subconsciously, and the bright lightning made him close his eyes immediately.

No, that's not lightning!
It's Jianguang!
Two monsters with golden pupils fought in the dark winter night.

Their speed is completely beyond the upper line that ordinary people's vision can capture.

After reacting, Qiu Shui tried to open his eyes wide, his heartbeat was heavy and violent, this was an experience he had never experienced before, the pain from the broken leg seemed to have completely disappeared, he was so excited that his mouth was dry, the boy who was oncoming before him perfectly matched his ideal for a hero All the imagination, cold and powerful, walking in the dark night, saving the weak and upholding justice.

Countless inspirations burst out in his mind, one complex after another spread out before his eyes, Qiu Shui's fingers trembled unconsciously, how he wished he could have paper and pen at hand so that he could record all his thoughts.

But the battle ended sooner than he thought.

The heroic boy shook the blade, blood splattered everywhere, and his weapon was as bright as moonlight. He cast a glance, the blade reflected the golden pupil, turned around, raised the hem of the windbreaker, and put the blade into the sheath.

Qiu Shui carefully glanced at the monster lying on the ground, and couldn't help shivering. He had never seen such a strange creature. It was clearly a human being, but it had an insect-like hard exoskeleton. There seemed to be a layer of metal on the surface of the body. The scales are like a product made by a certain great existence using his authority to forcibly bond the characteristics of several creatures together.

Footsteps, gradually approaching.

Qiu Shui raised his head and looked straight into the hero's eyes.

Chu Zihang was sure that he could look at him, and he never looked away because of the suppression of Dragon Blood.

He nodded.

"follow me."

Hearing this, Qiu Shui immediately gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain of a broken leg, and got up from the ground.

But because he was in a life-and-death crisis just now, if he didn't run, he would be killed by monsters. He had unleashed his potential, and now that he has passed the crisis, his spirit is relaxed, and his broken leg hurts so much that he can't use any strength at all.

Chu Zihang supported him before Qiushui fell down.

"Thank you."

"Ah."

Qiu Shui was very surprised, just looking at his appearance, he thought this hero would be very cold, but he didn't expect him to do such a small thing as offering to help.

"By the way, this corpse."

"It's okay, someone will take care of it."

…………

Task submission.

Next, you only need to complete the judgment at the headquarters.

Chu Zihang stood outside the preparatory class of Peking University.

Next to it is the wall, and if you turn it in, you will find the school.

Of course, Chu Zihang's trip is not to perform a mission, there is no need to climb over the wall, just walk through the main entrance.After all, there are no dangerous hybrids or dead waiters in the preparatory class to let him try the knife. As for the pure-blooded dragons, hahaha, what kind of joke are you kidding? How can there be pure-blooded dragons who go to the world's largest dragon slayer organization to go to school? What?Am I learning how to kill myself?

Chu Zihang's state of mind is very peaceful.

After completing a task and beheading a dead waiter, sure enough, I felt much calmer.

However, for some reason, since June, the records of Deadpool activities around the world have shown an obvious upward trend, and various incidents related to dragons have been staged frequently. Er, who knew that a dead waiter was killed halfway, when there were so many such depraved monsters?Fortunately, it was Chu Zihang who received the task. If he were replaced by an ordinary commissioner of the executive department, he would not know what would happen if he faced Deadpool, and his life might even be in danger.

As for Chu Zihang, he doesn't need martial arts to deal with Deadpool now, and he only needs to ignite the golden pupils for his mission. He uses his eyes to test Qiushui's bloodline and aptitude. Concern, since it is the requirement of the task, he will carry it out.

After thinking for a while, Chu Zihang received a text message from Han Ye.

It seems that something went wrong with the welcome banquet, Han Ye apologized to him and promised to make up for it next time.

For some reason, Chu Zihang was inexplicably relieved when he learned that the banquet was cancelled.

Chu Zihang walked towards the school gate.

Suddenly, for a moment.

He turned around vigilantly, and Murasame pulled out of the sheath.

A group of figures fell from the wall and slapped on the ground.

"Pain Pain!"

Sounds like a girl.

"Really, I said you, standing here without saying a word, is very scary, you know that!"

Chu Zihang was a little dazed.

He looked at the aggressive girl who pinched her waist across the way.

There were no street lights nearby, only the light of the stars and the moon. They looked at each other, and the girl just blurted out a sentence, which choked back in her throat.

Chu Zihang held Cun Yu's hand and let it go.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

Xia Mi glanced at Chu Zihang, then turned his head as if nothing had happened, and kicked the raised bricks on the ground, it was really fun.

For the first time, it was Chu Zihang who spoke first.

"Are you a student here?"

"Well, how do you know?"

Seeing the girl's vigilant look, Chu Zihang twitched the corners of his mouth indiscriminately.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xia Mi also realized that he was stupid.

how do you know?People watched him climb over the wall, and asked how he knew?

Xia Mi pursed her lips and put her hands behind her back.

"So what is it!"

"You shouldn't sue the teacher!"

"Humph!"

"Such a shameless thing, the handsome guy can't do it, for the sake of this beautiful girl, let's hold your hands high."

This girl probably has studied face-changing Sichuan opera, one moment she looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and the next moment she folds her palms together and smiles flatteringly.

The strong sense of familiarity made Chu Zihang not know what to say for a while.

"Stop talking, handsome boy!"

"I'm panicking if you're like this!"

"Let the principal and the others grab my scholarship and it will be gone!"

Xia Mi's expression changed, and his complexion was ruthless.

"If you don't agree again, if you don't agree again!"

Xia Mi hummed meaningfully twice.

"I'll give you two kowtows!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was too late and then too fast to speak, only to see the girl's feet rising and falling, and there were two bang bang bangs.

"Listen, is it crispy or not! Crispy or not!"

Chu Zihang looked down the girl's pantyhose and saw her tiny feet.

He looked back nonchalantly.

Just as Xia Mi was about to perform his exclusive stunt again, a beam of flashlight swept across the two of them, back and forth a few times, and finally accurately enveloped them within the circle of light.

"Over there!"

"you!"

"Why don't you sleep at night!"

"Ah, what are you doing!"

"Stand still!"

"Tell you, stand still!"

Shocked, Xia Mi took Chu Zihang's hand.

"It's not good, the big stupid bear is here to arrest people, run away!"

　PS: This is not considered a make-up update, one more update is owed, there are a lot of things these two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)