Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Bang!

The last meteor rose into the night sky and bloomed at the very high zenith.

The bright blue-white light spots form a beautiful crown like stars.

Jiang Shouyun was stunned for a moment and frowned subconsciously.

He recognized it.

That is Corona Borealis, one of the northern constellations.

According to legend, the god of wine gave Ariadne a wedding gift, a magnificent crown set with seven gems.

"Coincidence?"

Jiang Shouyun's thoughts were flowing in his mind, but suddenly there was a whisper in his ears.

The vast night wind from far to near blew the hair of the girl next to her, and she counted the stars in a low voice: one, two, three...

After listening, Jiang Shouyun shook his head with a smile and put aside some messy thoughts for the time being.

"That's great." He looked at the slowly dimming sky and smiled softly, "No matter who gave it to me."

Sitting in the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, you are like two motes of dust floating in the night, coming together under the influence of gravity and swaying in the night wind.

Jiang Shouyun looked out the window, and Su Xiaoqiang looked up at him.

Subconsciously, he pursed his thin lips, his eyes flashing cunningly.

Kaka! Click!

The moment the Ferris wheel started bumping again, she reached out and smoothed the hair around her face behind her ears.

Then he closed his eyes and stood on tiptoes, raising his swan-white neck...

"Well!"

Jiang Shouyun shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to hold Su Xiaoqiang's head, and rubbed her hair into a mess.

"Next time."

After saying that, Jiang Shouyun chuckled and sat back, taking out the white bone mask from his arms.

"We only have fifteen minutes left, let's do something serious."

As the words fell, the dim cockpit was gradually illuminated by a faint blue light, and the temperature of the entire cockpit dropped instantly.

The cold breath that penetrated deep into the soul made Su Xiaoqiang shudder and come to his senses, and also washed away the stuffy feeling in the cockpit.

That heart full of charm is melting and dissipating quickly like remaining snow meeting blazing fire.

"This is……"

Su Xiaoqiang's eyes locked on Jiang Shouyun's palm.

The blue light illuminated most of the cockpit, and also illuminated Jiang Shouyun's serious face.

He raised the blue flame burning in the air in the palm of his right hand. It was obviously being burned by the cold flame that lowered the temperature, but the white bone surface actually began to melt and deform.

Just like a piece of solid ice encountering flames, the bone surface gradually turned into a pure white liquid, and a black mist also rose up.

In a daze, Su Xiaoqiang seemed to hear a shrill but misty scream.

"Stretch out your hand." Jiang Shouyun said coldly.

Su Xiaoqiang subconsciously stretched out his wrist, feeling a stinging pain for a moment.

——It was Jiang Shouyun who gently scratched her skin with the black blade that appeared inexplicably in his hand.

A drop of blood slowly seeped out, slid down, and finally fell into the pure white liquid, dyeing it with a bright red color.

At this moment, a black kitten's head emerged from Su Xiaoqiang's arms.

It first opened its mouth and yawned, and then looked directly at Su Xiaoqiang's wound.

There was some black substance that was slowly seeping into the flesh, and the tiny wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This healing speed is obviously beyond the scope of ordinary people.

The black cat stared closely at Su Xiaoqiang's wrist with its blue vertical pupils.

The next moment, he suddenly jumped out of her arms.

"Ah! Moonlight!"

Amidst Su Xiaoqiang's surprised exclamations, the black cat gently licked her wound.

Seeing this, Jiang Shouyun looked thoughtful, but soon put away his thoughts and looked at the palm of his hand.

"I have briefly told you about the concepts of Deadpool and dragons. Alchemy is a special technology that dragons are good at."

He controlled the spirit flame and explained softly: "To put it simply, it is to kill the nature of the material itself, and then use special means to give it more powerful characteristics, and finally refine the 'living spirit' into it as the core, giving it ' activity' to stabilize its own structure."

"And this mask is an alchemical item made by a certain 'Dragon King' using dragon claws as the core material and using his own superb alchemy skills. The 'living spirit' in it was also a pure-blooded dragon at the next generation level during his lifetime."

"It is engraved with characteristics such as 'hypnosis', 'ghost victory', and 'king's servant', so it can affect the spiritual consciousness of controlling creatures, and can forcibly catalyze the dragon bloodline of creatures."

"Originally, with the passage of time, the 'living spirit' in it had fallen into slumber, but because some ambitious people wanted to use it to create a controllable Deadpool, an accident later caused it to wake up and have independent consciousness."

"It is out of instinct to complement itself that it lures and preys on humans. Unfortunately, it is always worried about attracting attention, so it hides in secret timidly. In the end, it gives us an advantage."

As he spoke, the bright white liquid gradually began to twist, and soon it condensed into a white, crystal-clear bracelet with a small red line in the center.

"This..." Su Xiaoqiang reached out to catch the bracelet and asked stupidly, "Senior Brother Shouyun, is this for me?"

"Well, this alchemical item is yours now."

The blue flame in his hand dissipated. He looked at the girl who was stunned by this strange scene and chuckled: "Although we have confirmed our relationship and my promise is permanent, I still need to remind you."

"You must remember that longing is the emotion furthest from understanding."

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "What do you mean?"

"When you admire and are obsessed with someone, you treat them as gods, put on beautiful clothes, and kiss them religiously. What you see is only what you want to see, not what he really has inside."

Jiang Shouyun's tone was a little serious: "I hope you stand beside me and walk side by side with me, instead of standing behind me and looking at my back and standing still. In that case, we will only drift apart until we are completely separated."

"I don't want it to end like this, can you understand what I mean?"

Hearing this, Su Xiaoqiang came back to his senses and blushed slightly because of the words that seemed to be a confession.

But looking at those blue eyes that had never been so serious, her expression became serious. She nodded and said, "I don't want to be a burden to you. What should I do?"

Jiang Shouyun is the fastest runner in the school, the one who everyone wants to chase but cannot.

She had long been fed up with the feeling of powerlessness of running with all her strength, sweating all her eyes, drying her tears, and not being able to see his back.

Now that that person was finally willing to turn around and reach out to her, how could she waste this hard-won opportunity?

"Just rely on this alchemical item."

Jiang Shouyun looked at the bracelet in her hand and said softly: "The 'living spirit' of this alchemy item has dissipated. I have made some minor modifications based on the original."

"I will teach you how to inject your soul into it. You must wear it whether you sleep or go to school. Only in this way can you gradually build a new 'living spirit' belonging to you based on your own soul."

This is both an experiment and a little test.

Test whether Su Xiaoqiang has the determination and potential to change.

At the same time, a small experiment was conducted to verify whether "alchemy" can create substances similar to "shallow beating".

The most critical point of this experiment is whether Su Xiaoqiang can inject his "soul" into it.

If the experiment is successful, not only will Su Xiaoqiang be able to have sufficient self-protection capabilities, he may also be able to master the method of using "alchemy" to create "shallow strikes".