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

The Moniah, in Lu Mingfei's bedroom.

"That's what happened," Lu Mingfei sat on the edge of his bed and spread his hands, "I really didn't bully Zero, she choked on her own."

"Don't worry, I know you're not the kind of person who would bully girls," Su Xiaoqian stretched out his hand and gently pinched Lu Mingfei's cheeks and pulled it out, "How dare you?"

"Not before, maybe now." Lu Mingfei, who was pulling his cheek, said in a somewhat vague voice.

Su Xiaoqian reacted that Lu Mingfei meant that he had reached the state of his heart, and during this period, his personality might become more... unruly.

Ling, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help but quietly turned to look at him after Lu Mingfei spoke, and then Su Xiaoqian's next sentence made her pupils tremble uncontrollably.

"Although it's not incomprehensible..."

Is this also understandable?

Zero didn't know how Su Xiaoqian was going to understand, but she really didn't understand it now. .

"However, if you dare to go too far," Su Xiaoqian stood in front of Lu Mingfei, grabbed his tie, leaned down and put his lips to his ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, " I'll squeeze you dry first, and then—crack!"

Lu Mingfei shuddered and swallowed.

"Cough!" Zero coughed softly.

Su Xiaoqian released the palm of his hand that was holding Lu Mingfei's tie, and before straightening up, he picked up his chin.

This scene seemed to Zero, who was watching, as if the eldest lady was molesting a pure and innocent boy.

Although that seems to be the case.

...

On the north bank of the Yangtze River, at the wharf, a one-armed man in a Suwon suit got off a jet ski.

Rediso was a serviceman on the Moniah—a serviceman now, to be precise, and a combatant before he lost an arm.

I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate. In an action to annihilate the deadpool hybrids hidden in the city, because the target has a very small probability of mutation, in the process of battle, the deadpool deepens the strength and loses one. arm, but kept his name under the protection of his teammates.

The sudden mutation of the Deadpool was the loss of control of the word spirit, which caused the tattered machete in his hand to melt into the flesh and blood. Although the knife itself did not become stronger, it was more flexible. In the team He was responsible for fighting the opponent in close quarters to create opportunities for other teammates, so he had an arm cut off. Fortunately, the snipers in the distance also caught Deadpool's flaws, and the bullets penetrated through Deadpool's eyebrows in the next second. Enter, crush the brain stem and flush out the back of the head with blood and brain tissue fragments.

It's a pity that at that time Deadpool used a broken knife with an almost flat edge. The blunt edge covered with serrations made the surface of his severed arm very rough. With the medical technology and conditions at that time to treat him, even if he was a mixed race He also couldn't get the broken arm back - which is also related to his bloodline being only barely rated as B.

As a B-level mixed race, Redisso retired from the front line due to injury, and he has been retired for more than 20 years. Although he still retains some combat power, he can only be a logistics or intelligence officer now. This kind of life Although he was safer than before, he was a little less enthusiastic, giving him the illusion that he was old when he was only a young man in his fifties.

Walking into the nearest town with ease, Rediso found a B&B, chatted with the boss, got the code, took a small suitcase given by the other party, turned around and walked out.

He doesn't know the boss, but as an intelligence officer, he only needs to know the secret code.

The owner of this homestay is not from the school. It is said that his superior said that he was from a Chinese mixed-race family. He made some deals with the college and exchanged some information. He is precious high-level intelligence and needs to be highly valued.

Rediso is a little excited. He has been an intelligence officer for many years, and this is the first time he has come into contact with so-called high-level intelligence. Although he is theoretically qualified to deliver this kind of intelligence at his level, most of the time he is of a higher level than him. People take over, just like ancient Chinese scholars are also qualified to be magistrates in theory, but most of the time magistrates are only those who have more advanced titles.

He remembered that he had a distant nephew named Raymond, who had participated in the S-class intelligence transportation mission, and even got the attention of the senior management of the academy. At most, he had only participated in the A-class mission. He was even worse than a young man.

Carrying the suitcase and turning into the corner alley, Raymond put the suitcase on the ground, squatted down, opened it, and saw a stack of documents inside.

He took out his phone, took out the calling card, took out another cigarette case, took out another calling card from the mezzanine and inserted it into the phone—this phone would now be temporarily detached from Norma's surveillance.

The most valuable thing in his body, except for a pile of documents in the box, is this card - the Solomon Temple Society has discarded a lot in order not to be monitored by Norma in the Academy or several other artificial intelligence computers in the world. It took strength to develop this thing for my own spies to use.

Taking pictures of the documents one by one at the fastest speed, Redisso gritted his teeth - he was already doing his best, but as a disabled person with only one hand, his full speed is no better than that of an untrained ordinary person. How much faster.

It's all because of this broken arm, it's all because of this **** disability, otherwise how could he have become what he is now, he should still be the high-spirited Redisso 20 years ago, that bloodline rating is B, among the students His reputation is indeed a super B-level genius, and he can swing a knife as fast as the arrows flying in the face!

It's all because this **** school is unwilling to provide him with high-level medical care for a B-level bloodline. Obviously, with the college's technology, as long as Ken arranges high-level medical resources for him, he can help him get his broken arm. , obviously his arm was cut off for the sake of killing dragons in the academy, why should he only accept half-hearted medical treatment just because his bloodline level is not high enough?

Photographs of the documents were passed to the Solomon Temple Church one by one, and Rediso prayed that the information would be worth enough to allow the Solomon Temple Church to shelter him and grow a brand new arm after he defected.

He also wanted to slay dragons, he also wanted to kill Deadpool, and he also wanted to fight as a warrior, not as a dispensable logistician as a disabled person.

"The Temple of Solomon? You should be from Kassel, right? Does the Dragon Slaying Academy also have traitors?" A ghostly voice sounded behind him, "I thought you were all a bunch of hopeless people. The fighter, though...is the fighter as our enemy."

"!!!" Raymond twisted his body violently, held the phone, and smashed it behind him with sharp edges and corners.

It was too late to pull out the dagger hidden in the boot, and in his hand was the mobile phone he customized at Nokia. Although it was not a very powerful weapon, it was still more lethal with bare hands.

The sword-wielding hand he used to have been chopped off by Deadpool. For more than 20 years, only the other arm can be exercised. The more than 20 years of exercise have made the muscles of this arm knotted, although the Nokia in his hand is not heavy enough. It is difficult to provide any kind of kinetic energy blessing, but this blow is still a powerful one, and even a large carnivorous beast will suffer serious injuries.

However, he didn't smash anything. It wasn't that he was smashed, but something like a large vise grabbed his wrist, and the force was so strong that it almost crushed his wrist bone.

Redisso twisted his body again. He had been squatting on the ground, and he simply took advantage of the momentum and kicked his legs to sweep his legs. Although such a large movement after his wrist was buckled might damage his body, but now There is no better way.

"Bam—"

The dull voice sounded, and Rediso's face twitched - he felt like he had kicked a tungsten steel column, his leg bone may have been cracked, and his waist was also torn due to the excessive twist. like pain.

But now he had turned around and saw the person behind him clearly.

A fairly tall man with soft facial features, but his tall and straight body is nearly 1.9 meters high. At this moment, the other hand is clasping his wrist, and his five fingers sink like iron pincers.

People who have undergone high-intensity training tend to have faster bodies than their brains. It wasn't until after two consecutive moves that were ineffective in the blink of an eye, Redisso realized that the other party seemed to have said something just now - as their enemy... fighter?

Their enemy, Raymond himself is a mixed-race, Cassel and Solomon's Temple are both mixed-race organizations, then the enemy...isn't it...

Dragon? !

Rediso looked up, just in time to see a pair of bright golden pupils.

The moment he saw the pair of golden pupils, he felt as if his brain had been smashed hard. It didn't hurt, but his consciousness was knocked out, so it was hazy, a bit like a half-awake blur.

He bit his tongue sharply, and the powerful bite muscle brought by the dragon's blood made his teeth penetrate the tongue like a bamboo stick, and even inside the tongue, the upper and lower teeth collided, and then rubbed vigorously.

The sharp pain of the tongue being torn from the inside made his consciousness briefly awake, and blood and saliva flowed uncontrollably.

I don't know when, the dragon has already let go of his wrist, the only remaining hand, although the wrist is in severe pain, but barely able to control, he stretches his hand to the boot, and wants to take out the dagger inside, but the back of the neck hurts, and the vision It went dark suddenly.

The hand stunned Rediso, the dragon picked up his body, and the golden pupil stared at him, his lips slightly opened and closed, and the silent singing inspired the domain, and the spirit invaded Rediso's brain, searching for information - unfortunately, this word spirit It's not as magical as the mind-reading skills in movies and TV dramas, he can only search for some fragmented information that is better than nothing.

Using one arm to organize the documents on the ground in the suitcase, Long looked at Rediso's face, his face, height and even body shape began to slowly change.

"Go and try, will you be found?" he whispered.

He spoke Raymond's voice, and only had one arm.

What Raymond didn't have time to notice until he lost consciousness was that although the dragon used the size and appearance of a human, it only had one arm - it disguised the appearance of a human, but it had to disguise as a mutilated individual.

As a very rare individual in the group who knows how to "learn", although he is not strong, he can do many things that his family members with higher bloodline can't do.

Or maybe it was because he wasn't strong enough, so he was forced to learn to "learn"?

At least he is not as easily out of control as his peers, and he can recognize the form better than them. He can even endure in human society, like a huge poisonous snake disguised as a rat, waiting for an opportunity to show its fangs.

Although, at this point, the twin son of the king of the earth and the mountain is stronger than him in both blood and wisdom.

But even so, he is not sure that he can disguise as a hybrid, especially a hybrid he has never observed - he once disguised himself as a human by observing humans, which is still influenced by the king of the earth and the mountain. point.

Even though he still couldn't understand why she should mention herself, especially...he also did that kind of thing to her brother.

But he will always know the answer, but he still lacks a little bit of power, a little bit of power that allows him to cross the gap between the first generation and the second generation.

And this power may be obtained in those two palaces on this land.

He knew that the King of Bronze and Fire once forged a set of weapons, which might be the most powerful alchemy weapon in the entire dragon family.

He didn't know if that set of weapons was in this palace, and even the news that there was a palace under the Yangtze River was something he accidentally learned not long ago-he suspected that it was not accidental, maybe it was some kind of hiding in the dark The power that led him there.

But he couldn't refuse, he was a dragon, and the dragon couldn't restrain his desire.

Even if he disguised himself as a human, his essence is also a dragon, a dragon, so he cannot restrain his desires.

So he still came, he must look for it, power and power are the sweetest poison in the dragon family, it is flame, and dragon is a moth that a moth throws into a fire.

What's more, he has already prepared his own eggs, and it's a big deal to cocoon it again. Anyway, he will get used to it if he dies.

Pulling off Rediso's clothes and putting them on, he walked out of the alley with the suitcase.

...

At night, in the main control room.

"This is the specific battle plan. Does anyone have any comments?"

Professor Rundstedt looked around at the students and the executive officer.

"Simpler than expected." Caesar commented.

"This is not good news. The plan is concise because the following situation is unknown, and we know very little," Professor Rundstedt said, "so the plan cannot be customized in too much detail. After you go down, you have to act according to the circumstances."

"I'm best at free play." Caesar showed a strong self-confidence.

If he was still a freshman, he would probably be regarded as an arrogant boy by the commissioners of the executive department around him, but Caesar's record in the school for more than two years supported his self-confidence.

"Can I stay on board as support?" Fingal asked, raising his hand.

"You can stay at the school as support, Fingal," Professor Rundstedt smiled kindly. "How about another ten years?"

"For the sake of the dragon slaying cause of all mankind~www.readwn.com~ I am bound to go into the water!" Fingal raised his chest.

What followed was discussions in twos and threes, and some details were finalized. By the time the meeting ended, an hour had passed.

"If there is no new opinion, then it's settled," said Professor Rundstedt. "According to Norma's calculations, tomorrow night will be rainy and windy, and then you can take the opportunity to go into the water."

...

After a day of pre-war preparations, Su Xiaoqian dragged her not tired body back to the inner cabin. She and Lu Mingfei's bedroom were next to each other. She was not going to sleep with Lu Mingfei tonight, she had to take care of herself. Prepare for battle.

But still had to go in and give him a goodnight kiss.

but……

Standing in front of Lu Mingfei's room, feeling the breath inside, Su Xiaoqian was a little puzzled.

How come there seems to be someone in there?

It's already late at night, who is still in Lu Mingfei's room so late?