Dragon Clan: The Tyrant Lu Mingfei Comes Again

"No....."

Fengjian Liuli let out a painful howl. He should have hugged his brother's heart at this moment, felt the blood spurting out, felt his brother's painful struggle, and enjoyed the joy of revenge.

But now everything is gone. All those years of hatred seemed like a ridiculous story. Even though so many years had passed, when I came here again, my brother still pierced my heart.

Fengjian Liuli's face was extremely hideous. He didn't want to accept the current ending. He wanted to kill his brother to avenge himself that year.

He pushed his brother away from him, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground in the basement. At this time, the Spider Cut also slid off from Fengjian Liuli's heart, leaving a cluster of blood.

"I'm going to kill you. I must kill you. I will never be killed by you again."

Fengjian Liuli didn't know what he was saying, he just let the hatred in his heart vent.

Gen Chisei, whose heart was pierced by his own sword and Kazama Ruri's sword, was much weaker than Kazama Ruri at the moment. The huge amount of blood loss had even made his vision dim.

Fengjian Liuli didn't care and rode on the once noble emperor. His hands turned into the sharpest blades, constantly tearing Yuan Zhisheng's tough skin, revealing the fragile flesh and organs underneath.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you..."

Like a madman, Fengjian Liuli kept murmuring these words as she continued to ravage Yuan Zhisheng, who had lost the ability to resist. Blood was flowing everywhere, just like the most terrifying Shura hell.

Chapter 99: The battle between the elder brother and the younger brother (final chapter)

Yuan Zhisheng did not resist, he just quietly endured the anger from his brother. At this moment, he could not tell whether he was unable to resist or had a feeling of atonement in his heart.

But it doesn't matter anymore. After their swords pierced each other's hearts, the ending was already decided. Whether it was him or his younger brother and daughter, their deaths were already doomed.

The knife in Fengjian Liuli's hand kept piercing Yuan Zhisheng's body, and blood kept blooming on Yuan Zhisheng's body like a fountain, but even so, Yuan Zhisheng's face was still very calm.

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Seeing that Gen Chisei's face was so calm, the face of the perpetrator, Kazama Ruri, was extremely distorted at this moment.

Although the long sword in his hand accurately told him that he had achieved his goal and made his brother Gen Chisei pay a heavy price, Fengjian Ruri did not feel any joy of revenge in his heart.

"Brother, why don't you resist? Is it because you feel guilty? Hurry up and stand up and resist."

"I don't want to kill you who is a walking corpse. I want to kill a brother who stabbed a knife into his brother's heart."

Although the scene before his eyes had turned into a bloody hell, Fengjian Liuli did not feel satisfied at all. His black hair fell on his shoulders. He sometimes cried and sometimes laughed, looking like a madman.

Fengjian Liuli stood up awkwardly from the body of Yuan Zhisheng, who was covered in wounds and blood. He staggered backwards on the floor of the basement, and then fell to the ground weakly.

At this moment, the beauties in the sculptures suddenly opened their eyes. They came back to life from death, holding their own sharp blades tightly in their hands. They were the evil spirits that Fengjian Liuli raised in his heart.

He also inherited the hatred that Ruri Kazama had for Minamoto Chisei.

They were like hunters, with stiff smiles on their defeated faces, and then they pounced towards Yuan Zhisheng who was lying on the ground as stiff as machines.

Like Kazama Ruri, the blade continued to pierce Gen Chisei's chest, and countless flowers of blood gushed upwards at this moment, splashing onto their gorgeous costumes.

Fengjian Liuli collapsed to the ground powerlessly. He could clearly feel the sticky blood flowing out of his pierced chest bit by bit, and his life was gradually slipping away with the loss of blood.

Even though he knew that this was a nightmare created by the Night Tapir, as long as you don't believe that you will die in it, you will never die.

But at this moment, Fengjian Liuli felt so clearly that in this dream, her life was slipping away madly.

He couldn't die. He absolutely couldn't die here.

He is a vengeful evil ghost. How can a vengeful evil ghost die after taking revenge? He must live well and prove to the poor emperor that the so-called justice is nothing but something worse than garbage.

Fengjian Liuli struggled to get up from the ground. After looking at his brother Gen Chisei for the last time, he ran towards the exit without any reluctance.

But he discovered to his horror that he could not escape.

No matter how many times you run up and down the stairs, you will eventually return to this basement, and once again see the evil spirits in those costumed characters stabbing their brother Gen Chisheng's body with knives.

But why? Why couldn't he escape?

This nightmare has clearly ended. This nightmare of the cowardly Yuan Zhisheng should have dissipated with Yuan Zhisheng's death, and I should be able to return to the real world easily.

Fengjian Liuli ran frantically. He didn't know how long he had been running. He only knew that he had to keep running. He had to escape from this nightmare that belonged to his brother.

But it was of no use. No matter how many times he escaped, he only returned the same number of times and saw that bloody scene once again.

Finally, Fengjian Liuli stopped running. He knelt on the moldy ground and looked with empty eyes at his brother Gen Chisei who was surrounded by evil spirits.

He suddenly remembered what his brother had just said. This was not only his nightmare, but also his own nightmare.

Because this is also my nightmare, so I can't escape, right?

A desperate smile appeared on Fengjian Liuli's face. She covered her face with her hands and let out a laugh that sounded like crying.

It turns out that his brother was right. This was not only his nightmare, but also his own nightmare. Their nightmares were intertwined, forming a lonely cage under the influence of the nightmare tapir.

The two people in it were the prisoners he had imprisoned. From the moment the cage was formed, there was no hope for either of them to escape. When one of them died, the other prisoner would also die alone.

Fengjian Liuli lowered his head and laughed softly, his shoulders and body shaking constantly with laughter, but this time his laughter was not mocking Yuan Zhisheng, but mocking himself.

But the next moment, Fengjian Liuli suddenly raised his head and looked at his brother who was surrounded by evil spirits, as if he had seen the last straw.

He stumbled forward and pulled away the evil spirits in his heart. Fengjian Liuli didn't know what he wanted to do by doing this. Was he wishing that Yuan Zhisheng was still alive? Was he wishing that the person he had wanted to kill for many years was still alive?

Fengjian Liuli, why are you so ridiculous?

Fengjian Liuli mocked herself in her heart, but her body was extremely loyal and held Yuan Zhisheng, whose body was covered with blood holes, in her arms.

"You are not dead yet, right? Aren't you the so-called emperor who upholds justice? Why did you die so easily? Don't you want to wipe out this evil ghost like me? Why don't you take out your blade?"

"Come, come! The evil demon you hate is right in front of you, pierce his heart with your sword!"

Fengjian Liuli hugged Yuan Zhisheng and asked him frantically. He wanted his brother to answer him again, even if that answer was to pierce his heart with a sword again.

But no, Yuan Zhisheng did not open his eyes again.

He just lay quietly in Fengjian Liuli's arms, as if he fell asleep because of tiredness. Maybe the next moment he would open his eyes and answer Fengjian Liuli's questions.

But Fengjian Liuli knew very well in her heart that this was impossible.

My brother is dead, killed by his own sharp blade. I stabbed my brother's heart with that knife.

Fengjian Liuli bent down and pressed her face against her brother's face, feeling the warmth that had not yet gone away.

Suddenly, drops of clear tears fell along the tip of Fengjian Liuli's nose, landed on Yuan Zhisheng's face which was beginning to turn cold, then slid down his chin and fell on his blood-stained clothes.

When the enemy he had been obsessed with died, the evil ghost began to cry.

But suddenly, Fengjian Liuli stopped crying. He saw a line of words written in blood under Yuan Zhisheng's body.

"Little girl, I'm sorry, I'm not a good brother."

“But I really, really, love...”

Yuan Zhisheng did not finish writing the last word, perhaps because he did not survive the evil spirit's blade, or perhaps his blood had already flowed out of the wounds.

But no matter what, at the last moment of his life, Gen Chisei finally let go of the justice in his heart, took off his hard armor on the outside, and revealed his truest feelings to his younger brother Chinu.

It’s not that he doesn’t love his younger brother and daughter, but in the face of heavy responsibilities, this love can only be suppressed deeply in the deepest part of his heart.

Only when the moment of death comes can Yuan Zhisheng tell everything so freely.

At that moment, death was no longer a sad thing for him, but a beautiful thing that made people look forward to it. He finally didn't have to carry such a heavy thing to move forward. He could finally let go of everything and just love his younger brother and daughter.

Chapter 100: The Dream Tapir

"Father-in-law, to be honest, your two sons may really have some mental problems."

Lu Mingfei turned his gaze away from the screen in front of him, looked at Suginoko and said helplessly.

Lu Mingfei used his power to transform the modern technology in front of him into an alchemical prop that could receive the dream tapir and broadcast the scenes in the dream tapir faithfully on the big screen.

Uesugi Yue looked at the scene of his sons loving and hating each other on the screen in front of him, and felt his eyes twitching wildly. The blue veins near his temples began to show as his emotions fluctuated.

The younger brother wanted to kill the older brother, and the older brother let his younger brother kill him. Then the younger brother came to his senses while holding his brother's body, and finally burst into tears.

This is a stupid plot that even Kabuki dare not perform, but what Uesugi Yue could not imagine was that such a plot actually happened between his sons.

He looked at Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu, who were standing opposite each other in front of him, immersed in Lu Mingfei's dream of words. At this moment, Uesugi Yue wanted to go up and split their heads in half to see what was going on in their heads.

Uesugi Yue exhaled with a trembling breath, and suddenly, he looked at Lu Mingfei again.

"I don't think I've agreed to entrust Eri to you yet, so don't say that name in front of me!"

At this moment, Uesugi Yue suddenly felt very tired. The brothers Genjiro and Genjiro were a pair of psychopaths, and his daughter was targeted by a "bastard". Moreover, as Eri's father, he couldn't defeat this "bastard".

He was unable to exercise his fatherly authority to kick out the bastard who dared to think of taking his daughter away.

"But even so, after this dream, I think they should understand each other. After all, isn't this what we originally intended?"

The next moment, Lu Mingfei switched to serious mode, changed the topic to the two brothers, then pressed the pause button on the remote control in his hand and turned off the recording function.

Now that this nightmare has come to an end, there is no reason for him to let it continue.

Let Fengjian Liuli understand that his revenge is meaningless. Even if he kills his brother Gen Chisheng, he cannot complete his revenge in the end, and it can only make himself more painful.

As long as Fengjian Liuli's thoughts are corrected, the gap between the two brothers will disappear. After all, Xiangguijun is an extreme brother and sister doting maniac.

However, Lu Mingfei was very curious. When Fengjian Liuli found out that this was just a dream, how would he feel about himself crying loudly in the dream?

Would the proud Fengjian Liuli be so ashamed that she would just crawl into the ground?

"Hurry up and let them both come out of the nightmare. I can't bear to watch it any longer."

Uesugi Yue sighed, then urged Lu Mingfei to remove the Word Spirit Dream Tapir and let his son come out of the dream.

"Then, let's get rid of the nightmare tapir."

Lu Mingfei snapped his fingers, and the vast power of the Word Spirit disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the huge dream constructed by the Word Spirit Dream Tapir also collapsed at this moment.

At this moment, the consciousness of Gen Chisei and Kazama Ruri returned to their respective bodies from the dream just now.

As the consciousness of the two returned to their respective bodies, their eyes opened the next moment.

"elder brother..."

Like a wandering little animal, Fengjian Liuli's voice was not as cold as before. Instead, it had a sense of fragility like a glass artwork that was about to fall, as if it would shatter in the next moment.

But in a flash, Fengjian Liuli's voice suddenly stopped, and her eyes, which were originally full of sadness, became sharp and indifferent.

As the owner of the Word Spirit Dream Tapir, he had used the Dream Tapir countless times and naturally had rich experience with it, although before, because Lu Mingfei's huge mental power suppressed the two of them and they were unable to distinguish that it was a dream.

However, after the nightmare tapir was resolved, Fengjian Liuli immediately sensed the huge power of the spirit of words that had not yet completely dissipated, as well as the strong sense of separation between the dream and reality.

"Lu...Ming...Fei!"