I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

Tokyo, Hachioji City, Mount Takao.

This hill, located 50 kilometers away from the center of Tokyo and only 600 meters above sea level, is a well-known scenic spot in Japan. The maple forest on the mountain attracts a large number of tourists every fall when it turns red.

The period when the leaves start to turn red to red is called the "red leaf season". Japan’s climate turns colder into autumn a bit slower than in China, so basically it’s November and February when the autumn leaf season of Mount Takao It will come, and the footprints of those who admire it will traverse the entire Mount Takao.

Xia Mi and Chu Zihang came out to play on the eve of the summer vacation. At this time, the maple leaves were green like ordinary leaves, and there were so few tourists.

Walking under the green maple leaves, Xia Mi bounced around. The sun shines through the cracks of the maple leaves, and the tiny spots of light hit her light-colored dress. The white legs under the skirt seem to have snow-white brilliance lingering.

Chu Zihang followed her, the snow-white shirt and her light-colored dress complemented each other.

Chu Zihang once watched a documentary about Mount Takao. In the documentary, Mount Takao was during the peak tourist season. The crowd was full of people, the red maple leaves were connected together, and the mountains and plains were blowing. The wind blows like a flame on the mountain.

Takao Mountain in the off-season is completely different, quiet and silent, only whispers from nature.

Cicadas and birds called running water, the wind blew the leaves rustling, and Xia Mi exclaimed from time to time.

"Brother! Hurry up! There is a sound of water ahead, there must be a stream!"

Xia Mi walked ahead, turning his head to urge Chu Zihang.

"Why do you want to come here?" Chu Zihang couldn't help asking, "The maple leaves will only be red in autumn."

"But the maple leaves in summer are also maple leaves," Xia Mi said seriously. "Although the maple leaves look best when they are red, it means they are about to fall from the tree when they are red. The maple leaves have nine months from budding to deciduous. But only at the end of its life will someone come to appreciate it. If Maple Leaf is a human, it must be lonely at other times."

Xia Mi pointed to the emerald green maple leaves above her head: "So I want to take a look at them when they are not so beautiful, but in fact they are also very beautiful now."

Standing a few steps away, Chu Zihang looked at Xia Mi. She raised her head, revealing the swan-like shoulder-neck curve and delicate collarbone, her lips seemed to be decorated with dew, and the reflection of the fluttering maple leaf could be seen in her eyes.

Chu Zihang was slightly lost.

"What's the matter, brother? Why do you look at me like that?"

Xia Mi seemed to perceive something, and turned to ask Chu Zihang.

"You are beautiful."

Chu Zihang spoke lightly, Xia Mi's cheeks flushed.

"Brother, even if you compliment me, I won't be happy."

Xia Mi got her hands behind her back, and twisted her two thumbs together.

"This is not a compliment," Chu Zihang shook his head. "Based on the standard of universal aesthetics, it is also very beautiful among everyone I have seen."

"Isn't it the prettiest one?"

Xia Mi raised an eyebrow.

"The most beautiful one should be Su Xiaoyao after awakening bloodline," Chu Zihang honestly said, "Su Xiaoxiao before awakening bloodline is about the same as you, but she surpassed you after awakening bloodline. She is now at the top of the list, you used to be the top of the list, now you have fallen to second place."

"What is the "Closed Moon Shame Flower List"! How come I have never heard of it! And I am embarrassed to commit suicide just by saying the name, brother, how did you say it calmly? It's like saying, "I want to punish you on behalf of the moon"!"

Xia Mi covered her face and shouted.

"Shilan Middle School also has a'this scorpion's list', I'm used to it," Chu Zihang said blankly, "By the way, there is a'Yushu Linfeng List' for boys in the school, and the top of the list is Lu Mingfei."

"They have nothing to do when they are full, right?"

Xia Mi couldn't help groaning.

"Lu Mingfei said the same at the time."

Chuzi Channel.

Xia Mi:...

If we are together someday, I must be careful to guard against Lu Mingfei prying my corner.

"But based on my personal aesthetics, you are the most beautiful of all I have ever seen."

Chu Zihang spoke coldly, his expression serious and solemn, Xia Mi didn't even react to what he said for a while.

The brain buffered for two or three seconds, and the shy pink spread from Xia Mi's collarbone to the tip of her nose. The girl lowered her head slightly, her eyes fluttering in confusion.

After a long silence, Chu Zihang wondered: "What's the matter?"

"Brother, using that tone and expression to say such things is...foul."

Xia Mi whispered.

The doubt in Chu Zihang's eyes grew deeper.

Xia Mi lowered his head, walked to Chu Zihang's side, holding his hand: "Brother, you are slow to die, let's go together!"

The palm of his hand touched the girl's delicate and delicate skin, and Chu Zihang's arm muscles stiffened slightly, then his face was flat and nodded: "Let's go."

Holding hands and walking side by side under the light spots through the cracks of the leaves, the light and shadow in front of him changed, the tip of the girl's nose had a faint jasmine scent, and the woods in front of him approached and separated, occasionally one or two fallen leaves drifted down.

Chu Zihang didn't know how long he had been walking, and when he came back to his senses, the sunlight penetrating through the leaves was already dyed orange.

"Ah! It's so late!" Xia Mi raised his wrist to look at his watch, "Brother, we should go back."

"The map shows that there are barbecue dumplings nearby. Buy some and take them home."

Chu Zihang looked down at the GPS location on the phone.

"Huh? Brother, how do you know that I want to eat barbecue dumplings?" Xia Mi's eyes lit up, "We really have a heart!"

"I don't know," Chu Zihang shook his head, "It was Lu Mingfei who said in the hotel that he wanted to eat, so I will bring him some back by the way."

Xia Mi let go of Chu Zihang's hand, and knelt on the ground in a "frustrated body bending forward" posture almost identical to that in the anime, putting herself in an "orz" shape, with one hand on the ground and the other The hand beat the ground hard, even making a dull noise.

"Lost! Lost completely!"

After several months of getting along, Chu Zihang gradually became familiar with Xia Mi’s occasional nerves. He wanted to ignore her, but from his angle, the arc of the waistline and the snow-white thighs exposed by the girl from kneeling down were clearly visible. So he could only look away awkwardly.

After getting nervous, Xia Mi got up from the ground, seemingly not conscious of being taken advantage of by Chu Zihang, and even asked Chu Zihang to help her pat the dirt and leaves on her knees.

Then Xia Mi jumped onto Chu Zihang's back with the excuse of "kneeling for a long time, knee hurts", wrapped his hands around his neck, and told him to carry himself to buy barbecue dumplings.

…

Two minutes ago, two kilometers away, a figure in a woodland camouflage uniform was lying on the ground, and under the loose camouflage uniform, a beautiful curve could still be displayed vaguely.

In front of Haruko Miyamoto is a camouflage-painted ta50 sniper rifle. This sniper rifle was developed by the United States in 1980 and is known for its ultra-long effective range and the highest accuracy of the same caliber.

She is a "ghost" who escaped from Miyamoto's family, one of the five families outside of Sheqi's eight houses. The family executed her to death before she escaped from the family. She was also judged as a "ghost" mother, but her mother was from beginning to end. He didn't really hurt anyone. The reason for being executed was just that he wrote on the questionnaire given by the family several times in a row, "I want to kill the man who is heartbroken, take out his heart and drink his blood."

But until the family executioner put Browning’s muzzle on the back of her head and squeezed the trigger to let a steel-core bullet penetrate her brainstem, she hadn’t seen the gutsy abandoning their mother and son for five years. Man, let alone killing him.

In the eighth year after her mother was killed, she used her body to tempt a member of the guard "ghost" family. The man unbuttoned her clothes while sticking her tongue into her mouth. She bit her tongue and just awakened. The “deep blood” of Ling Ling on No. 47 soon turned her blood into the most potent poison in the world. With her as a “ghost” bloodline, only a few drops can kill an African elephant. Die silently within seconds.

She fastened the unbuttoned buttons one by one, twisted off the neck of the corpse, and escaped from the "prison" of the family guardian ghost. The "prison" is in the remote mountains, where she was lost. Entering the city, a person hides in a dark and dirty alley to escape the family from hunting down.

The alley was cramped and narrow, and the rotten garbage mixed with silt and stained her bare feet. The touch was sticky and smelly, but she didn't notice it. She just looked up at the night sky cut into rectangles by the walls, where the stars and the neon lights on the ground. The rainbow flickered together.

Later, someone came to her to join the ghost crowd, and she readily agreed. Two years later, after undergoing severe training, she used a sniper rifle bullet on the rooftop of a building to penetrate the eyebrows of the heartless person her mother had been obsessed with, with her own hands. Killed his father who was struggling with Fengchen Girl to death, and fell in love with the feeling of pulling the trigger of the sniper rifle.

She is now one of the nine "infantry" of the Menggui, and also the best sniper of the Menggui. Her mission this time is to hit the couple walking in the woods with Friga bullets and let them stay in this way. The powerful anesthetic alchemy warhead fell into a deep sleep and was taken to the stronghold.

For ordinary snipers, being able to hit a target one kilometer away is already very good, but for mixed races, two kilometers is only a level that can be achieved after a systematic training.

For her, two kilometers is no different from poking the gun on the target's forehead.

In the sight, the girl in the white dress knelt on the ground and beat the ground, the beautiful curve even she envied.

So she slowly pointed her gun at the boy in the white shirt. Since she escaped from the family with the word spirit, she felt sick as long as she saw the man, as if that loach-like tongue was still sliding in her mouth. She didn't even want to use Ling Ling anymore, and gave up the close combat that "Deep Blood" was good at to hone her sniping.

Her fingers slowly pulled the trigger, but the next moment a sense of weightlessness struck, she fell with the sniper rifle and the ground under her suddenly cracked open without warning.

During the fall, she tried her best to turn her head upwards, and above it was the almost rectangular sky cut by the edge of the crack. The maple leaf obscured the sky, and there were no clouds or stars.

Her consciousness fell into darkness, and the last thing before her eyes was the mother's face. She combed her hair as a child with a wooden comb and said, "My mother's life was ruined in the hands of a man. Haruko must polish her eyes and find one in the future. The man who can make you happy".

The cracks on the ground slowly closed until the last gap was closed. The girl two kilometers away stopped pounding the ground in grief, jumped onto the back of the boy wearing a white shirt, and walked away.

…

In a commercial building in Ginza, Tokyo, Tang walked on the bright and clean reflective porcelain floor. The surrounding counters and storefronts were filled with a dazzling array of women's clothing.

Swimwear and lingerie.

The silver-haired girl who only he could see walked by his side, her little head looking around. Whenever she showed interest in a piece of clothing, her clothes would change accordingly.

Dresses, goths, bathrobes, bikinis, witch costumes, evening dresses, men's swimming trunks, princess skirts, lace underwear...

Old Tang watched his nose, his nose, and his heart, taking his attention away from the girl, and the Qinglong released the stars in the sea of ​​knowledge.

A man wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a mask passed him, and the knife was quietly stuck on his side waist...

etc! Knife? !

The man with the bare knife handle looked terrified, and the next moment he fell softly. Old Tang quickly reached out and put his hands on his shoulders, his face changed and shouted in bad Japanese, "Yamada-kun, why are you having heatstroke? I said. I told you not to wear a mask! You have to hold on to it! Miss Taeko next door is still waiting for you to go back and fix her computer!"

Old Tang yelled and walked out carrying "Mr. Yamada" on the shoulders. The people around him kindly made way for them. UU Reading www. Old Tang at uukanshu.com declined the help of the manager and several enthusiastic pedestrians, and helped "Mr. Yamada" walk out of the commercial building. During the period, the anxiety on his face seemed as if a monkey had been scorched by the fire.

Pedestrians around said that it is lucky that "Yamada-kun" has a friend who cares so much about him, while wondering whether it is possible to have heatstroke in an air-conditioned commercial building?

Carrying the unconscious man into an alley, Old Tang took out the phone from his pocket and dialed the original number, and at the same time threw a piece of the broken blade on the ground.

The blade fell on the ground and bounced with a "clam" sound. When the bounce stopped, it had turned into a round iron piece, and it didn't look like a knife at all.

After talking for a few words, Old Tang hung up the phone, grabbed the belt of the unconscious "Yamada-kun" in his hand, lifted it up, and walked deep into the alley.

…

On the streets of Tokyo, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoyao held their arms in arms. Lu Mingfei carried several shopping bags in the other hand. Su Xiaoyao held ice cream in the other hand and brought it to Lu Mingfei's mouth from time to time.

Good-looking men and beautiful women have always been eye-catching tools on the street, and the eyes of pedestrians are constantly focused on them.

Opposite Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoyao, a man in a kimono walked across the street. Although he was a man, he had a feminine face, feminine and feminine. His every move was full of neutral beauty, and he also attracted a large number of pedestrians. look.

He and Lu Mingfei walked opposite each other, their eyes met for a moment and then each moved away, nodding politely, smiling at each other, and then passing by.

The man walked graciously, turned around and turned into the path under the gaze of a pedestrian, then walked into a shady alley with twists and turns, opened a small door and walked in, the elegant and charming temperament dissipated like smoke, and he gasped. With rough air, his breathing was heavy like an old bellows, cold sweat leaked from his face and neck, like rain falling.