Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 218: Dragon doesn't want to destroy the world, Dragon just wants to stay at home
Chu Zihang stood in the darkness, listening to the wind coming from all directions.

In the dark and wet passage, the sound of the wind was like a tide engulfing a reef, pressing towards Chu Zihang from all directions. In the dim light, he could see their raised pale palms, but there were no lines on the palms.

The dead? Or rather, those dark shadows longing for fresh flesh and blood. They came back again, but the Maybach in the wind and rain was nowhere to be seen.

Chu Zihang took out a piece of chewing gum, peeled off the packaging and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly: "Although I know you don't understand, I have always wanted to meet you again."

The domain exploded instantly, with blazing flames emitting in all directions, like the effect of a napalm bomb exploding. All the dark shadows that approached Chu Zihang were burned to ashes in an instant, leaving only bronze bones.

The Word Spirit·Jun Yan, the "King's Wrath" caused by the blood of the Bronze and Fire Kings.

The bronze skeletons still pounced on Chu Zihang, and Murasame swung an arc of light around Chu Zihang, cutting them off at the waist.

A skull fell into the boy's palm and was melted by the extremely high temperature. Chu Zihang had no mercy on inanimate objects.

He is indeed a killer, the executive department is also a violent department, the head is a violent professor, and he is the head's student, and he believes that the other student is more violent than himself, as if it is a tradition.

The gusts of air surged out, and the falling debris fell on Chu Zihang one after another. They bounced, shook off the dust, and revealed the tiny creatures hidden inside.

Some were like flying birds, some were like insects, some ran around violently, and some bit Chu Zihang fiercely.

But there was no effect. The moment they bit down, they were burned by the high temperature. The "Jun Yan" field was activated again, emitting a light like charcoal fire.

He tore open his clothes and set them on fire, waving them into flaming windmills. Any enemies that came into contact with his flames were burned by his flames and fell like burning meteors.

At this time, he heard the whistling sound of wind. Perhaps only in the center of a tornado could one hear such a harsh sound of wind. Even the air became as hard as solid at such a high speed.

A figure ran towards him, and all the enemies wherever he went were blown away. It was not just as simple as being blown away. The enemies were torn apart in mid-air, and their bronze bones shattered and fell like rain.

The man bumped into his back, and Chu Zihang felt warmth coming from behind.

The extremely high temperature and fierce flames, driven by strong winds, formed a rare spectacle in nature. The fire tornado swept through the entire tunnel, turning everything combustible into ashes.

Chu Zihang pressed Xia Mi's head hard and pounced on her. A few seconds later, the impact from the tunnel ahead passed over their heads and almost ruptured their lungs.

Everything fell silent. Xia Mi poked her head out from under Chu Zihang's body and looked around nervously.

"Oh my god, we are still alive." Xia Mi gasped violently.

"Why are you here?" Chu Zihang frowned and leaned against the ruins.

Xia Mi scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed, and hummed like a mosquito: "I sent you a text message last night but you didn't reply. I suddenly felt like checking your location before going to bed..."

"How can you check my location?" Chu Zihang was stunned again.

"Last time when I was playing with your phone, I secretly subscribed to a location search service from the mobile company..." Xia Mi said loudly with a dark face: "Okay, okay! I admit that it's embarrassing, but since I just saved you, don't mind this little detail!"

"I just saw you were still outside late at night and couldn't get through on the phone, so I was worried that something might have happened to you!" Xia Mi said, looking around: "Speaking of which, where is this place, and why is the subway still operating late at night?"

It's always like this with a sudden turn of events, or "changing the subject".

"Nibelung, or the Land of the Dead." Chu Zihang said softly.

"Does the Dragon King live here?" Xia Mi said, "It's a pity that we blew up the subway, otherwise it would have led us to find the Dragon King."

"It's nothing. We can always get there by following the track." Chu Zihang stood up with both hands, took off the black box on his back and placed it in front of Xia Mi: "Can you help me hold it?"

Xia Mi was about to get angry. She wanted to say that she came to save you without socks and wearing only slippers, but you actually asked me to help you carry things. Do you have any humanity? But the next second, she heard Chu Zihang say:

"It's inconvenient for you to walk in slippers. I can carry you on my back, but if I carry the black box, it will hurt you."

Xia Mi shrank her head, knowing that she had wronged her senior brother. Her anger instantly disappeared, and she whispered, "Oh..."

The boy carried the girl on his back as they trudged through the tunnel, with the girl holding a flashlight to light the way for her.

"Brother, are you tired?" Xia Mi asked.

"It's okay. You should only weigh 100 pounds. You just walked from the palace to the apple orchard with a 100-pound weight." Chu Zihang said lightly.

Xia Mi hummed and said nothing, and made a face at him where Chu Zihang couldn't see.

There were only faint sounds of footsteps in the silent tunnel, as if they were the only two people left in the whole world, and each other's warmth was the only proof of being alive.

"Xia Mi." Chu Zihang suddenly spoke.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Senior Brother?" "Why did I feel so familiar with you when I first saw you?" Chu Zihang said carefully: "Why can't I remember it? I keep thinking about it these days, but I can't remember it."

"Ah, Brother, have you forgotten me?" Xia Mi tilted her head: "We grew up together. I told you that I am your classmate, and I have always been."

"As two people without friends, we may be the ones who are most familiar with each other. The one who has been with you all the time is not that Kazama Ruri, but me."

"It's not that I don't believe it, but I really don't remember it, so I keep thinking about it."

"Did you invite a girl to the cinema? She was the cheerleader of the Shilan Middle School basketball team. You also invited a girl to the aquarium. She was the head of the dance troupe of Shilan Middle School. You worked on a paper with her..."

As Xia Mi spoke, she hummed a light tune. That was the school song of Shilan Middle School, and it would be sung at every sports meet or important occasion.

The human brain is like a broken hard drive that is easily demagnetized, but some things cannot be erased no matter how you format them.

At this moment, in the corner of Chu Zihang's broken hard drive, images from the past revived violently and rushed towards him like a tide, like a herd of wild horses trampling through the wasteland of memory, causing a clear pain.

He remembered the cheerleader in a short skirt and high-heeled boots, with her high ponytail and her eyes so bright, and the silly little turtle in the aquarium, the dance troupe leader pointed at the turtle's little tail through the glass and laughed, the crisp laughter echoing far away.

Chu Zihang remembered those blurry faces. Each one was so clear. When they were put together, they became the girl he was carrying on his back.

It turned out that there really was someone who had always been by his side, very close to him, yet so far away. He did not remember her. He had to recall many things every night, but none of them was related to her.

Chu Zihang felt as if there was something deep in his heart, very heavy. He opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say.

"Brother, you are such a jerk. You forgot about me when I transferred to another school." Xia Mi snorted, "You also said that the girl you remember most is Feng Jian Liuli. How long have you known each other? How long have we known each other!"

She sounded like she was accusing a philandering scumbag. Chu Zihang didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say. His mind was in a mess at the moment, and all he could think about was this girl.

In the revived memories, the girl was laughing or making noises, sometimes very beautiful, sometimes very crazy, but she was always by his side, circling around him, and he had long been accustomed to having such a girl.

"I'm sorry." Chu Zihang said softly, "I forgot about you before."

"It's okay, I forgive you." Xia Mi laughed, and Chu Zihang smiled silently. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a pain in his neck. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the girl's slender arms suddenly hugged his neck with an irresistible force.

Chu Zihang staggered two steps and knelt on one knee. He slowly turned his head and saw the girl in the skirt smiling at him with her head tilted, holding an empty syringe in her hand.

"It's just a little anesthetic." Xia Mi said softly: "Brother, just wait here for the results, and don't get involved in the girls' affairs."

"What do you mean?" Chu Zihang covered his neck and spoke with difficulty.

"It's the girl you remember most clearly. She's here to cause trouble for me." Xia Mi said, "Wait until I skin this vixen and then I'll come back to you, brother."

"I really don't understand, what's so good about her? Everyone cares about her so much." The girl stuck out her tongue and made a face at him: "Goodbye, senior brother."

Chu Zihang's consciousness gradually became dim, and the last thing he saw was the girl in a skirt walking away cursing. He stretched out his hand to grab the girl, but only grabbed air.

He always seemed to be unable to catch her. The girl was like a cunning elf, slipping away from his fingertips.

No one can catch the elf.

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In the huge space, Yuan Zhinv leaned on the huge body of the dragon, with the dragon's head resting next to her. The two sat side by side... eating potato chips and watching TV.

Because of Eri, Genji has rich experience in taking care of children, and with Constantine's training, she is able to handle this prehistoric monster well, whose IQ is probably only five years old.

So when Long took out an old 18-hour color TV and expressed his desire to watch TV together, Yuan Zhinu readily agreed, and the light from the screen illuminated the black dragon scales and Yuan Zhinu's face.

Long placed his lower jaw on the platform, and Yuan Zhinv could touch his huge head with just one hand, just like a giant cat that likes to sit close to its owner. The picture was strangely harmonious.

There were all kinds of strange things piled up next to the platform, including bottle caps sorted into piles, cigarette paper shells, compasses, colorful wrapping papers... These were obviously the dragon's careful collection.

He built this alchemical maze and lived in it himself, like a stay-at-home kid curled up in his bedroom. He would not kill anyone who strayed into the Nibelungen, because in his eyes, these were people who came to play with him, just like a kid full of curiosity about the guests who came to his home.

If his spine had not been fixed to the rock wall and unable to move, he might have gone to play with the guests himself.

The signal in the subway was very poor and the TV was full of snow, but the dragon was watching with great interest. Yuan Zhinv suddenly tilted her head and reached out to touch the huge dragon scales.

Long was a little wary at first, but soon he squinted his eyes in comfort and let Yuan Zhinv do what she wanted. He really was like a cat, and cats behaved the same way when being petted.

Yuan Zhinv looked at this giant creature that was acting cute and coquettish, thinking about killing him, and whispered in her heart: "Begin the simulation."

Oh, I forgot to update. I fell asleep at 11 o'clock. Sorry.
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