Dragon Slaying, From Enrollment in Kassel to Mastery

Chapter 32 Xia Mi
"It's me, Xia Mi!"

The girl threw herself on him from behind, her slender wrist resting on his shoulder.

"Xia Mi!"

Chu Zihang suddenly turned his head, and his eyes returned to the clarity of the past, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"Finally woke you up, and it's really not easy. I've been calling you for a long time, and my voice is almost hoarse." Xia Mi smiled, just like the first time I saw you, as if everything in the imperial capital had never happened.

"You..." Chu Zihang opened his mouth to say something, but he took the initiative to cut off the end of the sentence.

"Brother, what do you want to ask?" Xia Mi walked around in front of Chu Zihang, found a chair and sat down.

Only then did Chu Zihang realize that he seemed to have come to the living room at some time.There are antique buildings everywhere, but the tables, chairs and benches everywhere are made of crystal texture.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, there were two cups, which were half filled with the unobtrusive but fragrant green tea, and there was still a curl of smoke.

He lowered his eyes.

What to ask?
you are still alive?How will you be here?Or... are you Xia Mi or Yemengard?

"If senior brother doesn't ask, then I'll ask first." Xia Mi took a leisurely posture, picked up the cup and drank it down, stretched out his hand and pointed: "Sit down and talk, senior brother is like a primary school student who was punished by the teacher to stand."

Chu Zihang opened his legs, and then retracted them immediately.

We are on the same page.

After calming down a bit, he sat silently opposite Xia Mi.

"How are you doing recently?" Xia Mi asked.

Chu Zihang was taken aback.

He was ready to be asked some weird questions, but he didn't expect that the first sentence would be this kind of greeting between two old friends who have a good relationship. .

"Are you scared?" Xia Mi saw what he was thinking in his heart: "Brother thought I would ask something, why didn't you hesitate to attack me at that time?"

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment.

His Adam's apple rolled, and it took a long time to spit out some inaudible words: "Do you blame me?"

"There is nothing to blame you for this. I am the Dragon King, and you are a human being. You just have a different standpoint. When a killer kills someone, if he is not prepared to be killed, he will definitely not be able to succeed." Xia Mi... No, it should be said yes Jormungandr doesn't seem to care about it.

"It's just that I didn't expect it." Xia Mi propped his forehead and sighed: "I didn't expect that we would have such a day."

"It's like a nightmare." Chu Zihang's thin lips moved.

"The nightmare is over." Xia Mi said softly.

She stretched herself, picked up her teacup and took another sip.

The glass that was already empty.I don't know when it was filled up again.

"The tea is very fragrant, do you want to try it?"

Chu Zihang picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Hmm. It doesn't seem like a human can soak it out."

"You don't need to try again, this is not my territory. This is the space between the two different worlds of you humans and our dragon race, and it has nothing to do with me." Xia Mi tilted his head and smiled.

Chu Zihang didn't say a word, but silently put the sword on his back on the table, with the hilt facing Xia Mi and the tip pointing at himself.

"Senior brother, what does this mean?" Xia Mi's mouth curled up.

"You can kill me. I won't move."

"Pfft..." Xia Mi laughed: "It's been so long, why are you still like this, you won't be able to catch up with the girl you like."

"..."

"Have you ever liked me?" Xia Mi asked again.

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Curiosity, you should just satisfy my curiosity and reply." She blinked.

Chu Zihang half-covered his eyes: "I liked it. Uh..."

With a muffled grunt, he half-kneeled on the ground, covering his chest that was pierced in an instant.

The blood instantly stained the combat uniform, dripping down the ground between the fingers.

Tick, tick.

"Cough cough..."

He was panting heavily, and a sound like an old bellows came out of his throat.

"From now on, we don't owe anything to each other." Xia Mi turned cold, squatted in front of him, stretched out his hand to straighten the broken hair on his forehead, and pressed against his forehead: "From now on, in your world , there will be no more Xia Mi."

The vitality is gradually passing away, and the temperature in the whole body is being evacuated little by little.

The light outside dimmed, and a gust of wind blew by, as if someone was singing a cappella in the distance.

"The moon is bright and the stars are rare, and the sky is bright. Return yourself, and possess the soul of the dead. Your body is thousands of miles away from your home, and your dead body is in another capital. It is difficult to harvest your skin and flesh in a foreign land, and other trees cannot cover your dead bones. Mosquitoes and flies bite very badly." Worry, wind and rain invade each other and make you more miserable. The soul comes back and attaches itself to your body, and I will return to the old house to be buried with you. The mountains and rivers are separated and there is no obstacle, and the wind and wind all the way to the homeland. The soul, come back! The soul is back!"

The voice is mournful and desolate, and every syllable is like a hook.

It was Chu Zihang's all-too-familiar tone.

"Yes, no, get up..." Excessive blood loss made his consciousness fall into chaos, and he just managed to say these three words.

Xia Mi sighed: "Brother, is there anything you haven't done, maybe I can do it for you."

Chu Zihang looked outside, and slowly stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something.

"ghost……"

"Oh, Xiaohang, you make it difficult for me to do this." A black shadow flashed in, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared on the central seat of the living room, and Chu Zihang, who was about to collapse on the ground from exhaustion, , has appeared in his arms.

Xia Mi squinted at the man in black who came suddenly, his eyes were condensed: "Who are you?"

The whole body of the visitor was wrapped in black clothes, with a hideous mask on his face, only revealing a pair of eyes—golden pupils that would make the world eclipse.

"It's not important." The man in black's voice was clear and magnetic, like a young man in his early twenties.

"Give him back to me!" Xia Mi stretched out his hand, and on the exposed neck, blue-gray dragon scales emerged.

The man in black gave her a condescending look, and smiled lightly: "It's not enough now, Miss, I want to cure him first, and I'm entrusted with ensuring his safety, please understand."

As he spoke, his fingertips glowed.The radiance flowed down and sprinkled on the wound on Chu Zihang's chest.In a short while, the wound disappeared completely, and Chu Zihang's paper-pale complexion also returned to rosy.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a rare way: "You are here."

Heiying rubbed his head, like an elder doting on his younger generation: "It's been a while since I saw you, and you just made yourself like this."

"Seven years." Chu Zihang said, "You haven't seen me for seven years."

"Ah..." Hei Ying gasped: "I'm not, I don't have any concept of time. Well, I still have some things to rush to deal with, Xiaohang, you should get along with this young lady obediently, don't mess with me all the time. Do you know that people are angry, girls are meant to be pampered."

"...Where are you going?"

　His wood can't live in your dead bones... This passage comes from the libretto of the corpse exorcist.

　　andMy daughter-in-law Yayako finally appeared on the stage, mouth after mouth!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)