Dragon Race: Start with Summoning Eri Yi

Chapter 75 Brother and brother, love and hate.

The perfect ending.

Everyone is immersed in the ending where sadness and hope coexist.

In that scene, Nakajima Mika lay on the ground and said to them, "Please wait with a smile until the day of reunion", which moved everyone.

Even Yuan Zhisheng Kazama Ruri Sakurai Kogure and the others didn't do anything in this ending, which can be regarded as a kind of respect.

But when they react...

"Sakura, where's Kogi?"

Yuan Zhisheng connected to Sakura.

Sakura was puzzled: "We are in charge of controlling all the exits, aren't you responsible for bringing them out from Master Mu's side?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the stage covered by the red curtain, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He believed that his younger brother was innocent, but he also believed how unscrupulous the people of Kassel Academy were!
"Are you sure all the entrances are closed?" He asked again.

Sakura solemnly: "Confirm."

"it is good."

Yuan Zhisheng hung up the phone, and before the flow of people started to evacuate, he went to the fire exit and ran all the way up.

The ground is blocked, there is no doubt that only the giant egg is on top!

Originally, he thought that the escape plan must be to mix in the crowd and leave, and he made a lot of preparations for this, but now it seems that he is planning to run from the sky!
"My lord, a civilian helicopter is approaching the stadium." Sakura reported.

"Tat-tat-tat-tat..."

Sure enough, as soon as Yuan Zhisheng pushed away from the roof, he heard the roar of the helicopter.

"Brother, I'm leaving first!"

Xia Mu waved to him with a bright smile: "Don't forget to send me my suitcase."

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

He suddenly rushed forward.

"Xiaomu! Come down first! I will personally send you to Kassel College! Don't make up your own mind!"

At the same time, the roof door on the other side also opened, and Kazama Ruri appeared wearing a mask.

Without the slightest hesitation, he lifted the knife and headed for the helicopter.

The moment the brothers meet.

Yuan Zhisheng made a backhand and drew out his two sabers to meet the attack.

"Ding!"

The blade struck with icy sparks.

The eyes of the two met, and the chill was bitter.

"Are you the one who pretended to be me and took Xiaomu away that day?"

Yuan Zhisheng's left hand, Tongziqie, rises from under his ribs, stabbing straight out.

Kazama Liuli receded as lightly as a feather, but without saying a word, she stepped on the pedals of the helicopter that was about to take off.

Doing a full set of acting, the agreement between him and Xia Mu will be completed after this time.

Of course, no one knows who wins and who loses in this big play...

"return!"

Although Yuan Zhisheng wanted to keep Xia Mu first, he would never allow the ghosts to intervene.

He rushed forward with a stride, and the spider swung a brilliant knife light like a long river.

"you…"

Kazama Liuli fluttered back like a goose feather again.

"Do you recognize who I am?"

His voice is soft and sweet, but it makes Yuan Zhisheng feel like falling into an ice cave.

With a click, the mask shattered into two halves and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, only the sea was flowing, and the man's long white hair was flying in the wind.

He was so slender and light, wearing a plain kimono, deep in his eyes, there seemed to be golden mandala flowers swirling.

Yuanzhinv, or rather, Kazema Liuli.

They finally met, but some people have passed each other, and some things have changed.

There was no joy of reunion between brothers, the first time he saw Kazama Liuli, Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously slashed his sword in front of him as a defense.

Kazama Ruri stood there as beautiful as an ukiyo-e, but his eyes were full of blood.

"Really...it's you..."

Yuan Zhisheng murmured in a low voice, the night many years ago, the night that tortured him in dreams countless times, resurfaced before his eyes.

The roof gate opened again, and Sakura, Yasha, and Crow arrived.

But they didn't dare to get close, they could only look at each other anxiously, feeling that their heart was beating so violently that it seemed to break through their chests.

They are powerless, this is the oppression of the peak of the mixed race, and it is an occasion where only the "emperor" is qualified to speak.

The helicopter faded away, but no one cared anymore.

But Xia Mu suddenly said to Chu Zihang: "Give me a gun, teach me how to open the safety and how to use it."

on the ground.

"you?"

Kazama Ruri's eyes lit up, as if a small spark had been ignited in his eyes.

"I."

Yuan Zhisheng replied.

"elder brother?"

Kazama Ruri stood still.

When he called Brother Yuan Zhisheng, there was a hint of childishness in his voice, and at that moment he was almost no longer in the state of Sen Luo's evil spirit.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't answer.

"You killed me."

Kazama Liuli tilted her head and looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

It's just that a second ago and a second later, there was no such immature feeling in his voice anymore.

It turned out that it was just his habitual tone, even if he turned into a demon, he could still casually say the word "brother" in that boyish tone.

Yuan Zhisheng still didn't answer.

Reunited many years later, Yuan Zhisheng thought about how he should face that familiar face that has been changed by the years, should he congratulate him with tears or a smile?

Or just pour a cup of tea, light a cigarette, and have a long chat?

In the end, he could only respond to Kazama Liuli with silence, he had nothing to say, and now he had nothing to say, Kazama Liuli called his brother, but he didn't answer, because he was not the brother of the evil ghost.

Kazama Ruri laughed, the kind of wild laughter on the stage, the plain kimono trembled in the laughter, and the clothes were like flowing water.

The smile still contained so many years of resentment and poison. During the years of separation, he not only wanted to reunite with his brother, but also resented him. Something, deeply hidden in his heart.

The next moment he disappeared in front of everyone, and only Yuan Zhisheng could see the phantom coming from the wind. The speed of Kazama Liuli far exceeded his imagination, and his actions in the field of "royal power" were completely different. Affected!
The moment he started it, the blade of the long knife seemed to be pointed at the center of Yuan Zhisheng's eyebrows.

It turned out that in front of real evil spirits, he, the king of mixed races, was like facing ordinary people of mixed races.

What qualifications does he have to implement the justice in his heart?
In just a few tenths of a second, Yuan Zhisheng recalled that Tachibana Masamune once told him that the last sound a samurai heard was always the wind, and it was the sound of blood splattered from his own neck, which was as lonely as the sound of the wind.

The sound of the wind came as expected, covering him with the smell of fresh blood, the cold blade pierced into his chest, and a moment later the blade was as hot as a red-hot iron.

The state of the keel, which was strong enough to resist close-range shooting from a pistol, was broken by a single blow, and all the strength retreated with the loss of blood.

He had never experienced such powerlessness and helplessness, like a bird pierced by a hunter's arrow, no matter how hard it tried to flap its wings, it couldn't change its ending.

"boom!"

A bullet that burns like a flame comes out of nowhere...

(End of this chapter)