Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Original God

Chapter 40 Golden General
The fierce ghosts with tattoos took out colorful test tubes and poured them directly into their mouths without any elegance. The golden color in their pupils became more and more intense, and fine scales and even bone spurs grew out.

This is Deadpool, the by-product of the evolution of the hybrids. It is a sign that the dragon blood is superior to the human blood. From this moment on, they will have physical fitness far superior to ordinary people.

But the professional dragon slaying executives are best at dealing with Deadpool. When the alchemy bullets are fired, these people who are neither human nor ghost fall directly to the ground. This is a special bullet researched by the academy at a great cost.

The most outrageous of these commissioners was Cheng Shuangfan. He defended a corridor with one sword, and he was still advancing slowly.

The commanding voice just now came from the third floor. He was going to capture this person alive. When the speech spirit was activated, all the metal weapons on the opposite side were ineffective.

Sword control can make the user become the emperor of all metal weapons, has unparalleled control over metal, and can even walk with the sword and take the head of a person 300 meters away.

There are no annoying firearms to form a defensive network. With these physically strong Deadpool, the physical strength brought by his A-level blood is stronger than them, which is not enough at all.

Walking up the last step, you can have a panoramic view of the entire venue on the first floor, and the towering elevator stands in the middle of the venue, which is already the highest floor that ordinary people can reach.

Luxurious private rooms opened one after another, and there were countless gamblers who had inhaled Frigga lying in them. They were big spenders in this venue, and each of them had a good status.

Standing on the edge of the railing was a fat figure, just like a contestant in a traditional Japanese sumo wrestling match. He was wearing an oxygen mask and watched vigilantly at the executive officer who broke through the group of deadpools and rushed in front of him.

"Are you the Dragon King? Or the King General?"

"Fengmoyue, the golden general, is the strongest warrior who guards the general, and the last opponent of the princes."

"Where are the Dragon King and King General?"

"do not know."

"Whose orders did you come here?"

"Master General."

"The true identity of your so-called Lord General."

"can not say."

Feng Moyue was surprisingly honest, he basically answered every question Cheng Shuangfan asked, he was not at all like an honest and cunning member of the underworld, but rather like a fool next door.

He looked at the ferocious ghosts who were harvested like rice below, and there was sadness and relief in his eyes.Cheng Shuangfan didn't know what he was letting go of. Do these evil spirits deserve any sympathy?
"What's your name?"

"Cheng Shuangfan."

"Mr. Cheng."

The fat man muttered to himself,
"You must have a perfect family, do you know the origin of the demons?
We are ghosts under the shadow of the Bajia of Snake Qi. Because of our unstable bloodlines, we have been staying in desolate or dark places, either turning into real ghosts, or spending our entire lives alone in it. Few of us can get out. .

My parents, no, it should be said that they were the couple who gave birth to my body. After I determined that the blood was unstable, I never saw them again. I didn’t blame them, because they were wandering in Bajiatou, Sheqi The devil on it.

I hated my bloodline, and then that man appeared, and he told me that he has the ability to research the ability to stabilize the bloodline medicine, and this kind of tragedy will never happen again. "

His golden pupils ignited instantly, and the coercion of the A-level blood was vividly displayed. He was angry, and he was venting his anger in this way.

"I don't know why the medicine for stabilizing bloodlines has not been researched, but this so-called evolution medicine—the Molotov cocktail."

He held up a test tube, which was the evolution potion those people downstairs drank just now, and it also caused their already unstable blood to be controlled by the dragon blood, turning them into dead waiters.

"I asked about it, and the general said it was a by-product of the research on stabilizing potions, it was our last fight against the Sheqi Bajia, and it was a necessary process on the road to bloodline stability, so I continued to do those disgusting things and searched for it. Those single half-breeds.

The general said that these hybrids can be used as research materials to increase the speed of research. Their sacrifices are for the future of the hybrids, and there will be no more unstable bloodlines in the future. "

He hugged his head, as if a bomb had exploded in his mind, he was so painful that he couldn't speak.

"It's not because you came here that I regretted it here, but because I received this order to die today, I fully realized that the general no longer trusts me.

Then I will dedicate my life to this great cause, let me be the firewood for the stable future of mixed blood, instead of sacrificing those innocent people. "

Feng Moyue lifted the mask, and threw the whole test tube into his mouth. The crisp cracking sound of the glass made it painful to hear, and blood mixed with glass slag flowed out of his mouth.

With fine scales, ferocious bone spurs, and majestic golden eyes, Feng Moyue is transforming into a dead servant, but his tenacious will has defeated the dragon blood.

"Bronze Throne!"

A layer of bronze light covered the fat dragon man's surface, which was the power to bear the chariot for the king. At this time, Feng Moyue's combat power doubled.

"Why do innocent people die, why is it not me who was tested, why, the road to bloodline stability has not been completed for decades!"

He roared and rushed towards Cheng Shuangfan, as if in front of another person, he questioned him angrily, no one knew who that person was, maybe it was the general he was talking about, maybe it was his parents, or maybe it was his own blood .

But no one knew. Cheng Shuangfan looked at Feng Moyue who fell to the ground in astonishment. His own sword pierced his neck. Even the body of the Dragon Clan could not recover from such an injury. He was not attacking, he was trying to commit suicide.

"Dead, all dead."

He looked at the ceiling of the bustling Bliss Pavilion, and countless figures were reflected in his eyes, blurred, then dim, and finally disappeared forever.

"Actually, you already knew it by now, but you didn't want to believe it, so you came to die, right? With all the vicious ghosts.

In fact, you are not that pitiful, and your own actions are not worthy of sympathy from others, but your ideals are admirable, and your bloodline is stable in the future. "

Cheng Shuangfan closed his sideways eyes, and the dragon transformation was gradually fading away, revealing the note he held tightly in his hand, and the word "Dragon King" was emphatically bolded.

He didn't betray the general until the end, he still believed in the ideal world described by the general, Cheng Shuangfan solemnly put away this note.

"I haven't had time to say that I have never had parents since I was a child."

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