Dragon Clan: Returning from Rebirth, My God Lu Mingfei Tu preaches the Tao

Chapter 233 Give Him Face

Rumble!
Pale white branches of lightning shot down from the pitch-black night, pouring into the hall along the cracks in the Hall of Valor.

In an instant, it illuminated everything here, and also illuminated the dignified or horrified faces.

At this moment, the school managers were all staring at the stone box opened in the center of the table.

Inside lay two glass test tubes impressively.

The test tubes were long and short, but there was iron-gray liquid flowing inside them. They slowly squirmed along the inner wall of the glass, looking like some kind of liquid life.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely feel extremely horrified.

Because this kind of liquid life is unheard of, and it exudes a strange breath, they wriggle like some kind of leech variant, and they will inadvertently get into the human body at any time.

And no one knows what terrible changes will be caused once it gets into the body, maybe it will become some kind of monster emitting mucus, or it will be sucked into a haggard corpse in an instant.

But no matter what kind of change, it is a fear of the unknown.

But at this moment, the fear deep in the eyes of these school managers is more awe.

Even though they have almost never seen this kind of thing, they recognized it in an instant.

Dragon blood!

To be precise, it is the blood of the Dragon King!

Their own trembling blood screamed and howled with terror.

In front of them, the blood flowing in the two glass test tubes must be the king's blood, because only this kind of blood can make them feel a deep sense of surrender.

It even aroused the blood in their bodies in an instant, and inspired the golden pupil.

Under the gaze of the golden pupil, the school directors couldn't help but entered the deepest spiritual vision.

The majestic and majestic bells resounded, like thunder from the nine heavens reverberating in their ears, deafening.

They raised their heads, and were horrified to see a pair of dragon kings sitting on the throne at the end of the majestic bronze hall.

There are long stairs in between.

The long steps are unattainable, until the end of the sight.

Below are countless pious and worshiping dragons. The worst of these dragons are the three generations. They prostrate on the ground and tremble while screaming wildly.

Among the school directors, Frost, who had the lowest bloodline, and the middle-aged school director holding a Buddhist bead all knelt down at this moment, shouting long live my king.

And on the throne, the pair of twin dragon kings cast cold gazes.

Bang bang bang.

There was a sound of cracking in the Hall of Valor.

The long oak table fell apart in an instant.

A strong impact swept across, and the school managers at the table all retreated in embarrassment, and several school managers directly fell to the ground.

Only Beowulf was slightly better, but he was also forcibly impacted several meters away, and the shock in his old eyes could be seen.

Fortunately, this dragon king's aura came and went quickly, like a violent wind, after it swept through, it calmed down a lot relatively.

Everyone was in shock.

"Sorry everyone, I just wanted to let you see this thing clearly, but I ignored the impact contained in it."

Angers came out from behind the dilapidated Odin sculpture, with a face of shame.

The moment he opened the stone box, he evacuated immediately.

But although he didn't remind the other school managers, Ange quickly came to Lisa at that moment, put his arms around the girl's slender waist, and helped her avoid the shock.

Its gentlemanly demeanor is evident.

It is worth mentioning that before Lisa realized what happened, Ange hugged her first, and Lisa threw herself into the old man's arms almost without thinking.

"Lisa, are you okay?" Angers asked with concern.

"Lisa is fine, thanks to the principal's action." The girl smiled gratefully.

"Sorry for shocking Lisa, it was my remiss."

Angers' hands came down from the girl's slender waist.

"People don't blame you."

Lisa hummed in her heart. Although she didn't say anything, she clearly felt a sense of loss in her heart.

"Angeyou bastard, you did it on purpose!"

Frost jumped out of the ruins with a disheveled face, pointed at Angers' nose and cursed.

At this moment, he was in tatters all over his body, and his expensive and elegant suit was torn to pieces. At first glance, he thought it was a beggar coming out of nowhere, and his skin was torn all over his body, bleeding out.

But in comparison, the injury on his forehead was more conspicuous.

The corners of its head glowed with a protruding red light.

That was just when the dragon king's aura was revealed, Frost broke through the defense instantly, knelt on the ground duangduangduang on the spot, crazily grabbing the ground with his head, with a frenzied expression.

No one in the audience shouted loudly, "Long live my king."

"I'm sorry, Patriarch Frost. It was my negligence that caused you this injury. Why don't you go back and rest, or there may be other shocks in the future." Anger said indifferently.

There was no trace of guilt in that expression, it looked more like an order to evict a guest.

"Bah! You have a good idea. Even if I, Frost, die here today, I can't leave. Angers, I have seen through your little tricks a long time ago. Let me tell you, it's useless! No matter what I do today None of your wishes will come true!"

said Frost viciously.

The surrounding Patriarchs frowned.

I said that Frost is usually a shrewd person, otherwise it would be impossible for the Gattuso family to hand over such a large property to the other party, but the performance of the acting family owner today is really unsatisfactory, it looks more like a circus The clown who sprang out is really funny.

But the school managers also have a little understanding, after all, they are facing Angers.

Although Frost looks very embarrassed, they are relatively calm. The fundamental reason is that they have not shown any intention to directly target Angers so far, so this guy has not shot them yet, but Frost has been here since the beginning. The college kept fighting against Angers, but in the end, it didn't take advantage of it even once.

"Oh? Would you rather die here? Then Patriarch Frost must be careful. If you really die here, I will be a little embarrassed." Anger looked at Frost with a gloomy gaze.

The latter's face twitched unnaturally, but he was still extremely stubborn, "I, Frost, will do what I say. This is my battlefield. I want to take another step back. I am...

Fuck, what's the sound? ! ! "

Frost took a step back abruptly, looking around anxiously.

The other Patriarchs are also facing the enemy.

All I could hear were rapid and hoarse whispers from the dilapidated palace, like someone whispering in your ear in your sleep, the voice was obscure, but also chilling.

Coupled with the dilapidated surroundings and the terrified faces of the gods on the murals, it immediately gave people a very weird feeling. The wriggling liquid in the glass test tube seemed to rush out and pounce on people's faces at any time.

Swah——

Beowulf's stern eyes suddenly glanced at the middle-aged man who was holding a Buddhist bead beside him. The latter was reciting the "Diamond Sutra" with his head down and his eyes closed, using a certain regional dialect in the East.

Perhaps sensing Beowulf's gaze, the middle-aged man quietly opened one eye, and saw Beowulf's icy face and icy eyes staring at him on the spot, the middle-aged man Suddenly he laughed a few times, and shut his mouth obediently.

In an instant the muffled murmur of whispering around disappeared.

Other school managers: "I am %￥#@!"

"Is this the blood of the Dragon King..."

Beowulf's old eyes were fixed on the two glass test tubes in the stone box. If you looked carefully, there was a fiery madness in those eyes.

Dragon's blood has always been something that can drive the Beowulfs crazy, just as an alcoholic faces the temptation of fine wine, and an addict faces the temptation of taking drugs.

However, over the years, the whereabouts of pure-blooded dragons have become more secretive, and it is generally difficult to find them. Only when you are lucky can you catch a third-generation species by chance.

In comparison, how could the blood of a pure-blooded dragon compare to that of the Dragon King.

Although the poison contained in the blood of the Dragon King is more terrifying, the Beowulf family has always been greedy for that taste.

Rather than saying that this family slays dragons for the sake of the human world, it is better to say that it is for their own greed and their own desire to conquer.

What a wonderful thing it would be for the Beowulf family to drink dragon's blood freely.

"That's right, this is the blood sample that the staff from the school medical department took from the twins when they were in a coma." Anger said bluntly.

He didn't try to quibble, nor did he explain too much, and he directly told the fact that Old Tang and Constantine were Dragon Kings.

"It seems that we have indeed captured two dragon kings." Beowulf said in a deep voice.

However, the pair of eyes kept staring at the two tubes of dragon's blood in the stone box.

There was an aura of madness on the usually quiet old man, giving people the illusion that the other party would pounce on him at any time and swallow the two tubes of dragon's blood as whiskey or Erguotou.

"Of course, it can be said that this is an unprecedented victory, and the twins did not return to their prime, and did not even have the opportunity to re-fertilize eggs. If we kill them at this time, the twins will never be born again , there will be no more bronze and fire kings in the world."

Ange's eyes were deep, and he almost told all the information he knew.

Hearing this, all the school managers present, including Beowulf, became excited.

This was the closest they were to the Dragon King, and also the most confident one.

Because the dragon king who has not fully evolved is actually just a powerful second-generation species, and the pair of twins have not had time to lay eggs, so it is an excellent opportunity to eliminate each other.

In particular, the twins, Old Tang and Constantine, were still recovering in the isolated secret room of the college because of their previous forced explosion, which caused very tragic injuries to themselves. , the Dragon King can be said to be their cyst.

"Then what are you waiting for! Hurry up and lock up those two dragon kings instead of continuing to provide them with treatment!"

Frost said eagerly.

According to the information, he knew that Old Tang and Constantine were currently receiving the full treatment from the school medical department at Kassel College. He didn't know why Angers did this, but it was obvious that there would be changes if they continued.

After all, things like the Dragon King are really unimaginable, not to mention the complete recovery of the injury, even if the recovery is half, it is almost difficult to suppress it.

So the current plan is to cut off this treatment as soon as possible, and even let the twins' injuries continue to worsen. Only in this way can they continue to be weak, so that the next research can be carried out better.

Two dragon kings, those are two immeasurable treasures!

Thinking of this, Frost couldn't help stirring up inside, and even his voice trembled.

"This may have to wait." Anger said.

"Wait a minute? Angers, do you think I don't know that the twins are receiving treatment in the academy? If you continue like this, what are your intentions?" Frost sneered.

"Patriarch Frost is right. Since it has been determined that they are the twins of the Dragon King, there must be no need to stay."

Beowulf also spoke.

Anger shrugged, "School managers, don't be impatient. If you talk about slaying dragons, I, Anger, are more eager than everyone here, but...

Well, let me stop talking nonsense, everyone will understand after reading this. "

Angers opened the second stone box neatly.

At this moment, the school directors all retreated in unison to create distance.

Those who didn't know thought that Angers was dismantling the nuclear bomb with his bare hands.

The school directors were really horrified by the previous shock, and this guy Frost ran faster than anyone else, and this guy was a chicken thief, he hid directly behind Beowulf and got up.

They were also very curious in their hearts, what could be more terrifying than the two blood samples of the Dragon King, after all, they were put at the end before being shown.

For a moment, everyone focused their gazes closely.

Roar!
The moment the stone box was fully opened, Gu Ao's majestic roar burst out from inside.

The heartbeats of all the school managers felt like they missed half a beat.

A powerful shock surged out from the stone box.

Even though the school directors had been prepared, they were still backed up again and again by the impact, and even the surrounding walls were cracked again, and the wall skin fell off rustlingly.

Inside the stone box was a glass test tube, in which a pitch-black liquid like asphalt flowed.

"This is it!" Everyone exclaimed.

"This is blood from Class S's body. Not long ago, he asked the school medical department to take some samples, and then gave them to the school directors to have a look." Anger stared at the sample and said in a deep tone.

Everyone's hearts beat violently, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

They naturally thought of the buildings in the academy that had been destroyed by external forces, as well as the flowing black magma, and instantly knew that it was Lu Mingfei's terrifying method.

"He, why did he do this?" Frost said with an extremely unnatural expression.

At this time, he remembered that it was Lu Mingfei who made a strong shot and killed those dragon-shaped dead waiters and even Odin.

So how terrifying is this boy's strength?

After all, the impact of the dragon-shaped deadpool group is already very terrifying, plus an Odin comparable to the dragon king. Of course, it is possible that this so-called Odin has not really reached or exploded the strength of the dragon king, but he can After destroying these things thoroughly, one can also feel the terrifying strength of Lu Mingfei, the S-rank.

The other school managers also looked at Angers, hoping that the other party could give a clear answer.

"S-level said that the twins are his friends, and I hope that the heads of the family can give him face and pretend that nothing happened. If this is the case, we are still good friends." Anger couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This is indeed a request that Lu Mingfei made to him not long ago.

The boy came to the office, took the initiative to hand over the blood sample to him, and then asked that this passage be brought to the upcoming school trustees.

"Then what if you don't give this face?" Beowulf asked coldly.

"Then I'm sorry, whoever moves his hand will die here." Angers repeated word by word.

For a while, the audience was silent as death.

(End of this chapter)