"Kexin, are you saying that your brother has become a dragon?" Lu Xin turned around and stared seriously at Wu Kexin's empty eyes, which looked firmly into the distance.
"Yeah~!" Wu Kexin nodded, and his eyes became much deeper and longer. Those eyes were like vast history, full of traces carved by the years.
The once clear eyes had a vicissitude that did not belong to Wu Kexin. At that moment, Lu Xin felt that Wu Kexin in front of her had changed, and he no longer recognized her.
Yan Bing's hand is still on Wu Kexin's shoulder. From the moment Wei Mengying landed, Yan Bing's hand has been on Wu Kexin's shoulder. She will not let Wu Kexin have any accidents. .
Although Yan Bing and Lin Zihan are not related by blood, and they have lived separately these years with no connection, Yan Bing always regards Lin Zihan as his biological brother in those childhood memories.
Because that boy was always the one who would lie beside him, lying on the green grass. For Yan Bing, that period of time was always the most precious existence in his childhood.
"It's okay, Kexin. We have to believe in Zihan. He will be okay. He is still your brother and my brother." Yan Bing didn't know what it meant to become a dragon. She just knew clearly that she and Lin Zi There is an inseparable relationship between Han and Han.
This relationship is even stronger than the blood relationship between the two. The relationship that makes people believe even more is a relationship that Yan Bing can't let go of. It even far surpasses the father, Yan Yaoqing, who they only met once.
"Sister Bing, you don't understand the difference between becoming a dragon and transforming into a dragon. This time my brother is no longer him, he has really become a dragon, an ancient dragon."
The moment Lin Zihan became a dragon, Wu Kexin understood what the mission of the dragon servant was. She was a servant of Lin Zihan, a servant who wanted to serve the dragon.
That was no longer her brother, but the dragon she wanted to serve. The relationship between the two was no longer brother and sister, but master and servant.
Yan Bing doesn't care about this. Even if Lin Zihan steps up to heaven and tells her that he is a god now, he must be her brother.
"Don't worry, I will definitely educate him. He is your brother and my brother." Yan Bing said decisively. This did not sound like a joke, but was extremely determined.
Even Wu Kexin, who knew that the power of fate could not be violated, became much more at ease after hearing Yan Bing's words.
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In front of the government hall, the originally flat ground has become a mess, with ravines and ravines on the ground, and the former glory is nowhere to be seen.
The tall body of the blood dragon is still standing on the top of the bell tower, and even his movements have not changed, but the spire in his right hand is no longer far away.
The body of the giant python is shrinking little by little, and the scales on the snake skin have lost their original luster.
The person standing in front of Yuan Tinghuan was not Lin Zihan, but a blood dragon, a veritable dragon.
The blood dragon has completely taken over Lin Zihan's consciousness and body. Perhaps it is because Lin Zihan was infected by the virus and his consciousness is weak, which gives the blood dragon an opportunity.
But only Lin Zihan knew that this was a deal between himself and the blood dragon.
He handed over his body to the blood dragon, and one thing the blood dragon had to do was to kill Yuan Tinghuan for Lin Zihan.
Because Lin Zihan knew clearly that only the blood dragon, the ancient dragon clan, was powerful enough to compete with the Hs virus from an unknown source.
Both are powers that human beings have not fully mastered yet. Perhaps only these two powers have higher and lower capital.
Xue Long looked at Yuan Tinghuan, who was still at the door of the government hall. The puddle of minced meat now had clearly visible wounds, and septic blood flowed out.
The blood dragon's power easily injured Yuan Tinghuan, who had turned into a poisonous strain. As long as the blood dragon wanted to, he could quickly turn Yuan Tinghuan into a pile of minced meat that could never be recombined.
But Xuelong didn't do that. He knew what Lin Zihan wanted, the pleasure of revenge, and he also wanted to experience the pleasure of slow torture. Yuan Tinghuan couldn't die too quickly.
"You are not Lin Zihan. Human beings cannot have the power to surpass the Hs virus, because this power comes from outside the stars and from the origin of the universe." Yuan Tinghuan's eyes that had lost their luster had sunken eyes.
Looking down at Yuan Tinghuan in front of him, Xuelong's eyes flashed with curiosity.
Lin Zihan, who was sleeping in the body of the blood dragon, still had a clear consciousness. He vaguely heard Yuan Tinghuan's words, and his already depressed consciousness suddenly became interested.
"Oh?" The blood dragon was slightly startled, and then said: "You seem to be very interested in what he said!"
Lin Zihan nodded. Lin Zihan was interested in anything that mentioned the origin of the universe, because whether it was Star Method or Ancient Dragon, they seemed to be the incarnation of the origin of the universe, the earliest consciousness at the beginning of the birth of the universe.
Lin Zihan suddenly felt a little scared. Could it be that the great catastrophe was really a natural disaster? Or is it a punishment from a certain consciousness in the origin of the universe to the humans of Yuanxing.
"You know, as a dragon, I have never been curious about these arrogant words, because the strongest source of the universe has long since fallen at the beginning of the universe." The blood dragon said disdainfully. Lin Zihan has a spiritual core belonging to the ancient dragon in his body. , the blood dragon will naturally become as knowledgeable as the ancient dragon.
As for the origin of the universe that Lin Zihan was curious about, Blood Dragon also had a little understanding of it.
"The body is yours, you can do whatever you want." Lin Zihan smiled evilly, but looking at Yuan Tinghuan who was like minced meat on the ground, he felt sick in his heart.
"Oh~!" The blood dragon smiled, and that smile was actually somewhat healing, causing ripples to appear in Lin Zihan's originally dull eyes.
At this time, Lin Zihan didn't care about this. He only hoped that the blood dragon could kill Yuan Tinghuan for him, so that he could give Wei Mengying another chance to live.
Lin Zihan knew that Wei Mengying would not die so easily. The alpha virus strain in Wei Mengying's body had completely integrated with Wei Mengying's body. The strong vitality of the virus would allow Wei Mengying's body to survive. It's just Wei Mengying's consciousness...
"Boom~"
In the sky, the huge roulette that covered the entire Nandu suddenly escaped from a small roulette and landed on the government hall.
One after another, the roulette wheels descended on the government hall. The strongest thing about dragons is not only their physical strength. They are also far above the realm, changing the vast realm of heaven and earth. They can control everything around them, all for themselves. Change of mind.
Pressing down slowly with his left hand, in the palm of the blood dragon's hand was a smaller astrolabe, with star trails somewhat surrounding a point in the center.
At this time, above the northern military camp, Xuan Yu was dressed in white and looked at the huge astrolabe above Nandu, which was even larger than Nandu City.
"This is the power of dragons. With your own power, you can make the world eclipse!" Xuan Yu said enviously, his tone full of awe and yearning for dragons.
I have felt the coming of death in my entire life, but I can only rely on the metal astrolabe to control the power in my body, gather it on the astrolabe, and deduce my destiny.
In the past, the vastness of the universe could only be felt through the thousands of stars at night.
Looking at the huge astrolabe in front of him, Xuan Yu only had one thought, which was awe, which came from the depth of his soul and the origin of his power.
Xuanyu in white clothes slowly approached Nandu City. He had to get closer to see the dragon he had been waiting for, the dragon he had been waiting for countless years.
Under the astrolabe, Yuan Tinghuan's body began to collapse. It was almost annihilation on the material level, but it could not be restored by the virus's reshaping ability.
Yuan Tinghuan's body seemed to be completely dissipated. His huge body was being smoothed away bit by bit, and the consumption was completely gone.
At this time, the blood dragon only needs a slight exertion of his left palm to completely erase Yuan Tinghuan from this world.
Just when the Blood Dragon wanted to crush Yuan Tinghuan, a dozen figures suddenly ran out from the dark corner of the government hall. Those figures that looked exactly the same all rushed towards the Blood Dragon.
"Zhang Zheng?" Xue Long's unclear voice read out the name of the owner of that face. Even Lin Zihan would not have thought that Yuan Tinghuan had fabricated more than a dozen Zhang Zhengs.
Looking at the figures running towards him, the blood dragon pressed his left hand suddenly, and streaks of blood light fell from the astrolabe.
"Boom~"
After several loud noises, in front of the door of the government hall, there were several more figures trapped in the blood, and several more figures were scattered.
"A bunch of ants, how dare you compete with a dragon!" Blood Dragon's mouth was full of disdain and ridicule. In Blood Dragon's view, these bodies spliced together with viruses and residual limbs were no different from ants.
Lin Zihan looked at the figure pinned to the ground with a nervous expression. What he could originally exert was just the tip of the iceberg of the power of dragon blood. A real blood dragon could directly kill these mutants with the ability to reorganize.
"You're right, I'm not Lin Zihan, I'm a dragon, a noble dragon." After saying that, the blood dragon's left hand suddenly pressed down.
The huge blood wheel in the sky fell towards Yuan Tinghuan's body, and streaks of blood penetrated Yuan Tinghuan's minced body, like a blazing beam of light penetrating the night.
In an instant, Yuan Tinghuan's body was riddled with holes, and his huge body, which was originally seven or eight meters wide, dissipated little by little under the bloody light.
Maybe everything will be over, Yuan Tinghuan will be wiped out, this catastrophe in Nandu will come to an end, and Lin Zihan will completely become a dragon, maybe the shadow and Shenghui will also surface.
The empire is about to change. In the near future, the hidden forces in the empire will slowly emerge. The once weak empire will once again fall into another kind of chaos.
