In the end, of course, Old Tang was not killed. Mo Qiuran just sent Lu Mingfei and Old Tang to their destination, and then watched them leave with a smile. The two people were very compatible with each other, even though they had just met. , but it’s the kind of person who becomes more and more enthusiastic when chatting with each other as soon as they meet each other.
As for Shutoku Mai, she was picked up by a special car. As soon as she walked out of the airport, she said she had left beforehand. However, in Mo Qiuran's opinion, it was more like running away... It was a bit of a pity. Originally, Mo Qiuran wanted to see the crowds. Yes, the more chaotic the situation, the more information he can collect. After all, he has the ability to control the overall situation at any time.
Hey, I can't help it. I was unlucky and couldn't draw a 50-50 draw. I hope I have better luck next time and draw a weaker projection...otherwise it will be boring.
So only the old cowboy vice-principal and Mo Qiuran were left in the car.
"Hoo, ho..." As soon as Old Tang and Lu Mingfei walked away from the car, the old cowboy changed from the solemn and silent look before to looking like he had run a marathon in one breath. He was panting heavily and sweating. Like rain.
"Vice principal, what are you doing looking like this?" Mo Qiuran expressed confusion.
Old cowboy: "???"
You don't know why I'm like this?
Please, that's the first generation species, the Dragon King! Although I don’t know who the Dragon King is, he is a god-like existence in the legend. Although I know you are very strong, you can just brush Odin and take away his horse...
Oh, yes, with such a record, it seems that there is really no need to worry about this...
"You just let him go?" The old cowboy couldn't help but ask, "Although you were sure you could beat him, but you just let him leave with your little brother... I understand! What's wrong with your little brother? Have you?"
"Hey, Vice Principal, am I that kind of person in your eyes?" Mo Qiuran's face darkened.
"Of course not! Classmate Mo Qiuran, you have a broad mind..." The old cowboy suddenly changed his expression and said seriously and authentically.
Mo Qiuran felt for a moment that in fact, if Fingel or Chu Tianjiao were thrown here and the old cowboy's position was replaced, there would be no sense of violation in saying this.
Is this the so-called inheritance from one generation to the next...
"Well, there's no need to worry too much. Although my little brother hasn't awakened yet, he's still very strong..." Mo Qiuran thought about the bunch of projections that Lu Mingfei had created, including the one from the Son of the Stars... ...So my little brother should be quite strong!
"But that's the first generation species!" The old cowboy said, are you not clear about the concept of the first generation species? Not everyone is a pervert like you!
"The first generation has become friends with my little brother... This doesn't seem to be a bad thing, right?" Mo Qiuran said, "Wouldn't this mean that I am on an equal footing with the Black King?"
Old Cowboy: "What kind of weird brain circuit do you have! Do all geniuses these days really have some brain problems?!"
"Anyway, that guy is for you to deal with. I am a researcher, not a combatant!" The old cowboy chose to lie down, just like Angers when he was in school. He had no second thought except to hold a swimsuit contest. Same.
"It's easy to talk! I guarantee he won't stir up trouble!" Mo Qiuran nodded, "Vice principal, you only need to be responsible for researching the trophies."
"It's easy to talk about! Leave this to me!" The old cowboy agreed readily. This is his old profession and what he is best at...it is also the purpose of his coming here this time.
Who knew a dragon king would suddenly appear! Simply outrageous!
It's safer to stay in the safe base camp and research the loot! The vice principal thought to himself.
"Where are the trophies?" asked the vice-principal. He didn't want to or dare to stay in this dangerous place outside for a moment!
"It's safer to put it in the seaside villa building... and Sister Tang and the others are also there," Mo Qiuran said, "Vice Principal, don't you have to have a meal before going? I was expecting you to have a bumpy journey. I have a good appetite so I feel hungry..."
"It's okay, just go directly. I'm not hungry! Now I just want to do research!" the vice-principal said seriously, as if that was really the case.
A fool is just waiting outside to be hit by the Dragon King! That's the first generation species...the first generation species!
…
"Vice Principal! This is my sister Tang. This is Eri, who will enroll with us next semester. And this is Xia Mi. She was originally from the Kyoto preparatory class. She and Chu Zihang are old acquaintances. We know each other. Later, she participated in Odin's affairs with us. Can you see if you can arrange early admission for her next semester? There is a saying that it is better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage, right? There is no need to introduce Chu Zihang , I’ve seen it before!” Mo Qiuran introduced.
The old cowboy was silent.
All because the dexterity tester in his pocket was shattered...last time it was cracked, but this time it was completely shattered!
The last conscientious role played by this precious agility tester was to let the old cowboy know the current situation.
one two three……
Three blood levels that are almost the same as the previous first-generation species?
The old cowboy was lost in thought.
so……
The four great monarchs are all alive?
The old cowboy looked up at the sky.
Where has he come?
[Four Monarchs Friendly Exchange Association]?
At this moment, the old cowboy finally realized that he was wrong, completely wrong... It turns out that the so-called research place may not be safer than the first-generation species wandering outside... because this may be a dragon's nest!
Sure enough, what I saw on the calendar before about not traveling is right. If you are a homebody, you can just stay at home. Why do you have to be so mean and run out!
"Vice principal, why are you sweating so much?" Mo Qiuran asked considerately.
"Ah? I feel too cold...ah, no, I feel too hot...no!" The old cowboy quickly had an idea and said, "Actually, I have a very special symptom. Once I don't eat, I will feel very uncomfortable. I'm sweating all over, so I suddenly want to eat something first... There shouldn't be much food in this villa, right? Then I'll go out to eat!"
"Vice principal, you are kidding! How can there be no food in such a big villa? I just bought a lot with my senior brother this morning!" Xia Mi jumped to the side and picked up two big bags, " Clang, clang, clang!”
A young and lively girl is always a beautiful sight, not to mention the real and flawless Xia Mi, but the old cowboy is not in the mood to appreciate it at all. After all, he knows that the person in front of him is probably a first-generation breeder. No one can calm down...
Rice cake
Except for a pervert like Mo Qiuran!
So...what should I do if I accidentally enter the dragon's lair? Waiting online, it’s very urgent!
…
at the same time.
That is in the Odin Nibelungen, which is connected to this city in a certain space but is not in the same space.
On the huge bronze coffin, the energy that was originally filled with light like the sun has been emptied, and all of it has poured into the bronze coffin. However, because of the purple-black energy from the unknown space before, at this moment, it should have been It was the light of molten gold, but now it was infected and turned purple-black!
There is a suffocating meaning in the purple-black color... It is the breath of annihilation from the other end of the origin of life!
That is the mortal enemy of life and the end of all things.
Therefore, even if the mysterious man in robes was Odin himself or one of his heroic spirits, the lantern energy he left behind was eroded without any surprise. Also eroded was the bronze coffin. existence in!
As time goes by, the purple-black light becomes more intense, until it completely replaces the golden light, and the frequency of flickering on and off like breathing begins to become faster and faster... flickering until it lasts forever!
The heavy bronze coffin lid was moved away, making a sound of metal friction.
The gray-black mist lingered in the open bronze coffin, but did not leak out at all, until a sharp claw covered with dragon scales popped out!
On the lustrous dragon scales, purple-black light shines among the dazzling patterns!
…
A hotel room.
In the end, Mo Qiuran brought the vice-principal out on the pretext of taking him to experience local food. Of course, although it was nominally about eating, in reality he still had some communication.
Mainly, Mo Qiuran didn't expect that the vice-principal would hide himself to such a degree... It was okay to directly recognize the identities of his younger brother, Xia Mi, and Old Tang!
It's just that his acting skills are a little bit off... Mo Qiuran can stand and talk without having a backache.
"Vice Principal, you misunderstood. In fact, I have the ability to purify blood. After treatment, the purity of the blood will be further improved. At the same time, I no longer need to worry about degenerating into a deadpool. Can you accept this explanation? Too much?" Mo Qiuran said with a smile.
Old cowboy: "?"
This is obviously even more outrageous! If someone else had said this in front of me, I would have spitted all over his face! It's you... forget it's you, you can tell me whether I'm high or low!
"Do you still have such an ability? Can you do it for me too?" The old cowboy suppressed his instinct as an authority in dragon research and asked impatiently.
Forget about the others, Mo Qiuran... what if what this guy said is true?
Anyway, it has brought surprises so many times, and it seems normal to bring it again, that is, if it can really be done this time... wouldn't it be a humanoid Nibelungen plan completion machine?
"Only once, it has been used up." Mo Qiuran said.
"..." The old cowboy looked at Mo Qiuran with suspicious eyes. Isn't this kid just making fun of himself?
"Oh, anyway, Vice Principal, you don't have to worry about other things. When you come here, you just need to study these things and find out what the effect is," Mo Qiuran said with a smile, "As for the other things? , just leave it all to me! I have my own arrangements for these things!"
"Are you sure you can handle it?" The old cowboy frowned and became serious, "If it's the first generation..."
"Actually, I've been quite curious about one thing...Vice Principal, if a Dragon King always thought that he was a simple person before awakening, why would his attitude change immediately after awakening?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"I haven't done any research on this. After all, I haven't seen the first-generation species before..." The old cowboy scratched his head and said, "However, the ability of pure-blood dragons to form cocoons has long been discovered. , what is stored in the cocoon is the dragon's 'soul', which can be resurrected after enough time to absorb a lot of nutrients.
Based on this, I speculate that the soul may contain all the memories and experiences of the pure-blood dragon clan over the years, otherwise this cannot be explained.
If we speculate based on this judgment, it is not surprising that the temperament changes drastically after awakening. When a drop of ink meets a drop of water, the ink will completely infect the water. And if a drop of ink drips into a water tank or even a lake, , in the clear water of a sea? "
"It's almost like nothing." Mo Qiuran understood clearly.
"That's right, with so many years of memories, the memories of twenty or thirty years in this life at most will be swallowed up without even a splash, and the experience of being killed and resurrected countless times is undoubtedly It makes people...or dragons go crazy."
The old cowboy whispered: "This is blood and hatred that spans the entire recorded history of mankind."
"Hey, Vice Principal, why are you looking at me like that? You look like you are worried about what I will do!" Mo Qiuran waved his hands and said, "I'm a good student!"
"You don't have three hundred taels of silver here..." The old cowboy was speechless, and after considering his words, he said, "It's not like no one has made relevant attempts before you. In theory, as long as accurate memory cutting can be carried out, , it would be possible to turn the dragon race into a "human being who can turn into a dragon". The soul determines the body, but this is simply impossible. How could someone's voice spirit be able to affect the brain of the first generation race? Unless it is the Black King Ned Hogg is about the same! No, even the Black King can’t do it!”
"Is there such a simple way?" Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up.
"Wait, how is this simple? That's the first generation!" The old cowboy's eyes widened, wondering whether Mo Qiuran didn't hear what he said clearly, or was... crazy?
"I know that Black King can't do it, but that doesn't mean that I can't do it!" Mo Qiuran's eyes were bright.
Naturally, he didn't just say it casually. When he thought about whether there was a projection that could cut the memory of the first-generation personality, a temporary projection lit up in the projection space.
Just by looking at it, Mo Qiuran knew that the wave was stable. The projection... a shining bald head!
The symbol of strength! It’s definitely doable!
"Are you...really sure you can do it?" The old cowboy was shocked.
The most terrifying thing is that because Mo Qiuran said these words, he actually believed it!
This feeling of conflict between reason and intuition rarely appears in the old cowboy, but at this moment he couldn't help but believe it... because the person who said this was Mo Qiuran!
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