Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

That day, Lu Mingfei sent her a text message saying that he was leaving, heading to Kunshan and then to Russia. Before leaving, he hoped to meet Su Xiaoqiang again, and of course, meet their old friends.

In fact, Su Xiaoqiang knew that this was not Lu Mingfei's original intention. This guy has never been a person who is keen on large-scale socializing. He probably met the uncle who was quite nice to him but extremely afraid of his wife on the street, and had to send this text message at the uncle's request.

In comparison, Lugu City is not bad. Su Xiaoqiang's uncles are very polarized. Some of them come from the mountains. They are unruly people who come from remote areas. They are mercenary, greedy, and wish the whole world would please them. Others are old returnees who worked hard all over the world in the early years. Most of them came back from the United States. They speak American English with a built-in amplification effect, have uncontrollable body management, and after a few glasses of wine, they start bragging to ladies of all ages, and talk about how brave they were when they broke into the Northwest of America. They are simply a combination of the Chinese version of Rambo and the old cowboy Eastwood.

As celebrities in this business circle, one is an old mining empire with its territory spanning Anhui, and the other is a thriving newcomer in the catering and service industries with chain stores all over the country. Although Su Xiaoqiang and his uncle do not make money in the same field at all, the two have a lot in common.

Not to mention the later business cooperation, just like when Uncle Danti resigned from the tax bureau and started his own business, he got a lot of help from the Su family thanks to his relationship with Lu Mingfei. Even the first batch of start-up funds was sponsored by Old Man Su.

In short, to Su Xiaoqiang, his uncle was a semi-acquaintance, and all the trivial matters in their family had long been revealed through Lu Mingfei's mouth.

Before leaving, Su Xiaoqiang drove her Rolls-Royce Phantom to visit her father at the sanatorium in the suburban wetland park. The fact that a cerebral thrombosis that had caused hemiplegia in a patient with motor damage could be cured was a miracle even in the history of Chinese medicine. However, the long-term bedridden illness still caused the muscles of Su's father to atrophy, and he was undergoing rehabilitation training with the help of the nursing staff at the sanatorium.

After helping her father sit down in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and after chatting about family matters for a while, the little angel gritted her teeth and said, "I'm going to Kunshan with my senior brother."

Father Su was wearing a velvet Tai Chi training suit and puffing on a cigarette. He said, "My daughter is grown up and can't be kept here. If you want to go, go ahead... But you have to be careful. Mingfei is a good kid, but he has caused too much trouble. If you really can't do it, you can seek protection from the government."

Su Xiaoqiang thought about it and agreed. He then accompanied his father for a stroll in the park twice and drove back home. He then started packing his luggage.

While packing her things, she hesitated several times whether to tell her mother that she would be leaving soon, but every time she looked up and saw the woman, Su Xiaoqiang, smiling foolishly in front of the TV, she felt a little soft-hearted.

Dad had told Su Xiaoqiang about his time as a student at Manchester Business School. He and Sophia met in that city where it always seemed to rain and people on the street always seemed to be alone.

Under the grapevines in the midsummer, Lao Su and a few of his friends who were studying abroad on government funding were cooking hot pot with ingredients bought from the supermarket on sale on weekends. Unexpectedly, a girl in a white floral dress grew under another grapevine. When she appeared, the brothers who were cooking hot pot together and talking nonsense fell silent at the same time.

The girl came to Lao Su and sat down without saying a word, staring at the bubbling hot pot. Lao Su hesitated for a moment, poured her a glass of beer and invited her to join him.

So the two of them got together.

Mom is a stupid beauty. Su Xiaoqiang thought. Is she a fool who is sold and still helps others count money?

The dinner was scheduled to take place at the Regent Hotel at 7pm. After packing the luggage, there was still plenty of time, so Su Xiaoqiang leaned on the bed and took a nap.

She dreamed again of the mountain and the fog, and the man who called himself Norton.

This time the man just looked at her from a distance.

He said, “It’s time.”

The time has come? What time has come?
Su Xiaoqiang was puzzled. She opened her mouth to ask for clarification, but what came out was a roar like that of a wild beast. Shadows in the distance spread over like a tide. She looked up and saw the copper pillar at the end of the world rising from the ground. The huge shadow in the clouds was waving it like a spear.

The shadow was a horse, an eight-legged, beast-like horse. On the horse's back sat a black knight, who waved a bronze pillar to draw a huge circle in the sky. A flaming light shot up into the sky.

The sound of horse hooves at the end of the world simultaneously stirred up a wild hunting wind, the wind was mixed with the smell of blood and fire, the bronze was melting and the flames were rising, Su Xiaoqiang was stunned with shock.

Then she saw the huge knight in the cloud throw the spear forged with a bronze pillar as the base, and Norton's voice echoed in her ears, he was still saying "the time has come", and then the fog spread over, and the dream ended.

——Before the time came, most of the brothers who went to school in the same class had arrived. There were more than a dozen luxury cars in front of the Regent Hotel, which felt like a gangster gathering. The elderly and children who had finished their dinner early and went out for a walk stopped and cast their curious eyes at this restaurant, which was magnificent even in the provincial capital, and the various types and colors of luxury cars in front of the restaurant, which were worth tens of millions of yuan.

If this scene happened on the streets of Shinjuku, Japan, passers-by would probably lower the brim of their hats and run away in a hurry to avoid making eye contact with those ruthless guys with murderous looks and getting in trouble.

Su Xiaoqiang stepped on the brakes, and Lu Mingfei, who was chatting and laughing with Zhao Menghua, ran over to open the door. She stepped out of the car in her thin high heels, took Lu Mingfei's arm and said, "Brother, you are being attentive to me." Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "It's only natural for you to be attentive. You are a little goddess."

Su Xiaoqiang could understand what Lu Mingfei meant, which was that her family had helped him a lot in the past and he was very grateful.

As if they were waiting for her, as soon as Su Xiaoqiang arrived there, he led a group of black-clad younger brothers and Lu Mingze, the uncle waiting at the door, and asked the students to go upstairs and sit down. At the same time, he said loudly that all the dishes for today would be hard dishes and all the wine would be Maotai, so the students should eat as much as they could!

A group of people came in and went up the stairs in a mighty procession. On both sides were young and beautiful girls lining up to welcome them. Xu Yanyan lowered her voice and said to Zhao Menghua, "Brother Zhao, when you invited us to dinner here before, it wasn't such a grand ceremony, right?"

Zhao Menghua waved his hands shyly and said, "How can we compare? Uncle Lu is a big celebrity in Hefei now!" Su Xiaoqiang nodded secretly after hearing this, thinking that his uncle really carried out dignity to the end.

After entering the ballroom, Su Xiaoqiang saw the little girl who cured his father. He heard that she was Nuwa, the goddess who repaired the sky and created human beings in the myth. Nuwa was sitting in front of the computer with her long legs crossed, playing games, the intensity of which was no less than the landing battle on the Normandy beach.

When they saw such a beautiful girl, the usually carefree brothers in the literature club suddenly fell silent. The two brothers Xu Yanyan and Xu Leilei kept adjusting their collars, as if they were very hot and seemed to always feel that there was a label on them that had not been cut off.

It was Lu Mingfei who broke the silence. He asked his brother who was playing the saxophone to play a song of Schindler's List. The familiar music echoed leisurely, and the students took their seats. Soon the atmosphere became lively.

Lu Mingfei is obviously still the protagonist of this party, but that is normal. Senior Brother Lu is such a person. No matter where he appears, all eyes are focused.

If Su Xiaoqiang knew a little devil named Lu Mingze, she would know that this kind of person who has the ability to make himself the focus at all times is the eye of power in a space or a social occasion.

All respect, fear, admiration and desire revolve around this eye.

My uncle originally thought that he was still as good as ever, and boasted that he had the appearance of a 40-year-old man but the heart of a 20-year-old boy. At this moment, he was drinking and chatting with a bunch of young people who had not even graduated from college, so he got what he wanted.

The fat cousin squeezed into the girls' table with a wretched look on his face. After two glasses of Maotai, Zhao Menghua began to talk about the bitterness of being married, even though he was only engaged two days ago. It would take at least three or four years for Mr. Zhao to be labeled a married person. The guests and hosts drank happily, and even Lu Mingfei became much more cheerful, but Su Xiaoqiang felt that something was not right, not right...

She pressed her forehead and looked around, not knowing where the palpitations came from. Outside the huge French window was a gray haze, and the whole world looked leaden.

The guy named Norton seemed to have broken through the barrier between dreams and reality, and kept muttering in her ear, saying that the time was up, the time was up, Su Xiaoqiang, there was not much time left!

At a certain moment, the floor-to-ceiling window facing east suddenly turned into a mirror, with thunder and raging golden flames surging in the mirror!

Su Xiaoqiang covered her mouth and did not scream, because she found that everyone around her was indifferent, as if this moment was just an illusion happening in front of her.

Is she really neurotic?

Could it be that the man named Norton was just a figment of her imagination?

Su Xiaoqiang saw out of the corner of his eye that in the depths of the golden flames there was a man riding an eight-legged horse standing quietly there. What was reflected in the glass was not the ballroom, but an isolated island with countless towering copper pillars standing in the sea, rain and wind. It was surrounded by black rock walls from all directions, and the rock walls were densely packed with caves where coffins were placed. In the center of the island grew trees that were larger than the copper pillars, and each tree was burning, and the flames illuminated the black snakes entwined around the copper pillars.

A long and narrow road led from the mirror to the island where flames leaped. The eight-legged horse and the man on the horse were distorted and blurred, and could not be seen clearly due to the high temperature.

No, this is not an illusion.

Hallucinations can't be that real!

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"Mingfei..." Su Xiaoqiang's voice was almost trembling. When she turned her head, she realized that she was not the only one who saw the scene in front of her. Lu Mingfei and the girl who called herself Nuwa also showed expressions of shock and horror on their faces.

Then the man in the mirror stepped sideways and slowly out of the glass. At this moment, the nightmare was connected with reality.

The giant beast wore an ancient silver iron mask on its face, and lightning fragments were spewing out of the mouth of the iron mask. The man was wrapped in a fierce light that was impossible to look directly at. His body was bent like a hard bow, and in his hand he was holding something like a spear that Su Xiaoqiang had seen in his dream.

The feeling of palpitations became stronger and stronger, and the god of death sounded the death knell.

Su Xiaoqiang suddenly understood what Ronald Tang meant by fate. The fate of death was embodied in that spear.

She realized that the evil spirit might be coming for her because she had touched a secret that she shouldn't have touched.

The man in the fierce light stretched out his arms, and the spear flew out of his hand. The light image wrapped around the tip of the spear was like a group of dead souls roaring miserably.

The next moment, the mirror shattered, and transparent glass fragments flew everywhere. The shape of the island was reflected in each piece. The giant snake entangled around the copper pillar on the island let out a silent roar towards the sky.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't have time to scream. She just wanted to take one more look at the boy before she died, to see if he was sad or angry, to see if he would also...

desperately.

But under Su Xiaoqiang's shocked gaze, a black smoke gushed out from Lu Mingfei's pupils, and the baby-faced boy in the smoke stretched out his hand as if to grab the spear that was shot at him like lightning!
He was wearing a black suit and overalls, with shiny leather shoes. He looked like a child, but his whole body exuded the majesty of a king from ancient times.

He said in a sharp voice: "The weapons of concepts can only be destroyed by concepts!"

Su Xiaoqiang didn't know who he was talking to, but the boy's dark eyes seemed to be staring straight at him.

Almost at the same moment, Kungunir broke through the boundary between reality and Nibelung. It was truly awakened two years later, with a fatalistic desire. The concept of death extended from it and turned into a wind that swept the entire ballroom.

Wherever the wind passed, the flesh and blood of the classmates were blown away like dust, and the bloody dust was rolled up and whistled. Su Xiaoqiang silently shed tears. She saw with her own eyes that Chen Wenwen's long skirt withered and scattered like fallen leaves. The confused face that didn't even understand what was happening didn't have time to make any extra expressions, and the girl's delicate naked body was torn into pieces.

The order of death came to the boy in front of Lu Mingfei along with the spear. He stretched out his hand and actually grabbed the spear head that was moving forward at high speed.

The weapon destroyed the boy's hand in a second, and then half of his body, but he just stared at Su Xiaoqiang until the annihilating wind finally shattered his face.

Then the weapon pierced into Lu Mingfei's body, but the seemingly fragile Nuwa actually stood in front of him like a boy.

Unfortunately, there was no obstacle and the spear easily pierced through the hearts of the two men.

At this moment, time stopped, everything was still, and the surroundings were so desolate that it seemed as if even the world was dead.

All that was left was Su Xiaoqiang's violent breathing. She had to kneel down and bite her hair between her teeth to prevent herself from screaming.

"See, I told you it was time," the young man walked out of the haze.

"Are you...Norton?" Su Xiaoqiang said.

"They call me... the King of Bronze and Fire," Norton said. He waved his hand, and the molten metal formed a pair of huge wings behind him. "I also have another name, the Supreme of Alchemy."

"Alchemy..."

"Have you ever heard of reversal of cause and effect?" Norton gently pressed Su Xiaoqiang's forehead, "You are the only one who is willing to give up everything for him, so I will choose you. Now, it is up to you to reverse the cause and effect." (End of this chapter)