I am not a half-breed who masters the Eight Wonders

As the Dragon King, Norton naturally wouldn't sit still. He twisted his huge dragon body and flicked his tail to avoid the pervasive blue light.

"Mortal, you are looking for your own death!"

Norton let out a roar, and the sea of ​​flames in his soul tangled together, twisting into a giant flame dragon, roaring and rushing towards Gu Bei.

The flame dragon drove straight in, passed through the blue tentacles, and rushed into the nothingness of the interior scene!

Gu Bei's face darkened, and he opened the strange door, and the Li Zijue was cast in the soul!

As if the fireball in the center of the interior scene was stimulated by something, a strand of fire snakes split off and hit the fire dragon rushing into the interior scene.

Li Zi·Chi Lian!

The fires of souls collide with each other, Chi Lian fights at home, and the fire dragon is subject to the influence of nothingness, and Chi Lian swallows it bit by bit.

This battle between the dragon and the snake was actually the victory of the snake.

On the other side, Gu Bei was distracted from the manipulation, the qi of the blue hand had completely wrapped the lower part of Norton's tail.

Even though the dragon's soul was dying, it didn't help.

Gu Bei's mind moved, and the blue Yuan Qi immediately grew spikes inward, piercing straight into Norton's body.

Norton let out a cry of pain, spitting anger out of his mouth, only wishing he wasn't in the Bronze City at this moment!Not in your own Nibelung!

In the next instant, the blue Yuan Qi turned into a cutting machine, twisting off half of Norton's tail and the remaining part of Old Tang.

Norton groaned again.

He was born prematurely and wandered outside. It is difficult to regain consciousness and he needs to recuperate slowly to restore his soul. This time he was awakened by force, and his state was depressed. In addition, Gu Bei's Liuku Immortal Thieves kept drawing dragon blood to make his body weak. The restraint of the hand to the soul, and the spirit of speech cannot be used in soul combat.

The combination of these conditions made Norton's strength not reach one percent of his peak.

At this time, on the surface, only the tail was cut off, but in essence, the soul was wounded. Norton wailed unwillingly, but was a little rejoicing: Fortunately, this is not the Bronze City, not his own Nibelungen.

At least, there is Constantine...

His thoughts stopped abruptly, and Norton's huge body swayed and fell into the sea of ​​flames. There was a hint of relief in his golden pupils, which were as big as the bright moon, and then slowly closed.

The Bronze City at the bottom of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.

The "egg" moved slightly, and a mournful sob came out.

Gu Bei struck while the iron was hot, blue tentacles fluttered around the fainted Norton's soul, and dragged him into the interior.

After placing Old Tang's soul, Gu Bei disconnected the inner scene from Old Tang's consciousness space.

Finish the game, get out of the stance, close the work, and close the interior scene.

Compared with when it was opened, there are many changes inside.

In addition to an extra fainted dragon, there are clusters of small sparks that keep burning.

But as soon as these sparks were ignited, they were sanctioned by the interior fireball.

Gu Bei slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was his own hand and Old Tang's face that was being held in his hand.

Old Tang had already passed out, and he probably won't wake up in a short time.

Gu Bei made up his mind that Old Tang must go back to China before he wakes up, and inform him to make preparations, so that if Norton's personality wakes up, he can clean up the mess.

Looking beyond Old Tang into the distance, there was a sea of ​​flames all around, and only the position where the two stood was intact.

Ah... what's the situation?

Gu Bei was stunned for a moment, then discerned the situation, analyzed it calmly, and made a judgment.

There are fires all around, Old Tang will set fires, the surroundings of the two of them are fine, only accidents happen outside a certain range...

Old Tang set the fire? !

Gu Bei was in a good mood looking at the Yasukuni Shrine, whose walls were still scorched in flames, carried Old Tang on his back, carried his Qi, and left here after a few ups and downs.

Although you have done good deeds, you should not stay for long. It is a traditional virtue to do good deeds without leaving your name.

Gu Bei secretly gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

By the way... did I forget something?

Yasukuni Shrine.

Yuan Zhisheng hugged Sakura and looked at the empty space, lost in thought.

Mai Tokuku collapsed in the arms of the petite Zero, muttering to himself: "I'm going to kill that god damn it!"

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Because I code slowly, update less, and have no manuscripts, everyone may not enjoy watching it.

Let me recommend this book to everyone, it's not py, I'm reading it myself, it feels good.

Sigouda's "Li Shi", with more than 400 chapters, is quite beautiful.

Sigou Dada has the level of a great god. It would be great if he could write a book that is more popular.

But it's not my turn to make a small evaluation on the street.

58. Don't make trouble

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A melodious female voice came out from the radio, Chu Zihang sat on the edge of the radio, meditating and exercising, while distractedly paying attention to the broadcast on the radio.

Before coming to Japan, Senior Brother Chu took a week of surprise Japanese lessons. Although it was still a bit difficult, he could still understand a little, and he could understand the general meaning of the words he heard by connecting them together.

Gu Bei pushed the door in with breakfast in hand, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chu Zihang guarding the living room.

Gu Bei made a haha: "Brother got up so early, did you go to morning exercise?"

Chu Zihang shook his head.

Gu Bei raised the breakfast in his hand: "I went to get breakfast, do you want to eat together?"

"it is good."

The two sat in front of the table, Gu Bei opened the lunch box, it was the old Chinese style soy milk fritters.

As a former five-star hotel, the Grand Hyatt Hotel naturally provides a variety of food. When Gu Bei went to the restaurant, he saw not only Chinese food, but also German and French dishes, as well as kimchi.

Gu Bei complained: "The Japanese are really not particular. There is not even a breakfast shop on the street. Fortunately, the hotel provides three meals. Otherwise, you have to do it yourself."

Chu Zihang was silent, he was as silent as a knife, as sharp and capable as a knife, and even when eating, he kept simple movements without any excess.

Well, except for the Ba Po, Chu Zihang really looks like a knife.

Relatively speaking, Gu Bei was much more casual, without moving his chopsticks, he grabbed the greasy fried dough sticks with his hands, stuffed them into his mouth three or two times, then poured half a cup of soy milk, and groaned comfortably.

The broadcast on the radio is still ringing: "At two o'clock in the morning today, an unknown fire broke out at the Yasukuni Shrine, covering more than ten surrounding areas. The cause of the fire is temporarily unknown, and the relevant departments are investigating..."

The host spoke very coherently, Chu Zihang pricked up his ears, and only heard words such as fire, Yasukuni, reason, investigation, etc., but this did not prevent him from piecing together the facts.

"Did you go to the Yasukuni Shrine last night?"

Gu Bei's face remained the same, and his quality was repeated: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

"Brother, how can you defile someone's innocence out of thin air?"

Chu Zihang ignored him and ate his breakfast on his own.

Gu Bei shrugged his shoulders, knowing that he had been fooled.

It's not because he doesn't trust Chu Zihang, or for any other reason, that he didn't tell his senior brother about it, it's just that he is just a simple person talking too much.

Although the brother's mouth is as hard as Da Lieba, there is no guarantee that there is any way to target the soul like the two hands, and the thing has already been done, so there is no need to say it.

The two of them tacitly agreed, and tacitly stopped talking about it.

The fragrance filled the room, which attracted Lu Mingfei who was meditating.

"Wow, it's my favorite fritters!" Lu Mingfei pushed the door out, rushed to the dining table and sat down.

Gu Bei slapped him: "Wash your hands."

Lu Mingfei obediently went to the bathroom and came back after a while.

"Sweet and salty tofu?"

Gu Bei pushed the food box over: "It's spicy, I told the chef specifically, the taste should be similar to the one downstairs in your house."

There is a breakfast stall downstairs in Lu Mingfei’s uncle’s house. Youtiao tofu nao is delicious, and the tofu nao in it is even more amazing. When you put a big spoonful of tofu nao in it, there is a hint of spiciness. Can't stop moaning.

The three of Chu Lu and Gu liked it very much.

However, Gu Bei always suspected that the owner of that shop had traveled from the film set of Aphrodisiac Spirit next door, and he would try his best to detect whether there was any drug in the tofu brain before eating.

Lu Mingfei didn't care so much, he just picked up a big spoonful of tofu and stuffed it into his mouth, making a happy sound.

The three of them were chatting while eating, and the topics ranged from games to language skills, from language skills to magic arts, and from Tiannan to Haibei.

While chatting, Lu Mingfei seemed to remember something, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Boss, senior brother, let me tell you a secret."

Gu Bei cooperated and asked, "What secret?"

Chu Zihang remained calm on the surface, but secretly his ears were pricked up.

Should I say it or not, Chu Zihang's Qimen has not yet started, otherwise at this time, he would have already listened to Feng Yin.

Lu Mingfei looked left and right, looking like a stealing cat: "Tokyo is not peaceful, there are strange things!"

Originally, Gu Bei was just planning to listen, but at this moment his curiosity was aroused: "Why did Brother Lu say that? Let's talk about it."

Lu Mingfei's vanity was satisfied, he scooped up a spoonful of tofu nao and drank it with a shake of his head, smiled and said nothing, pretending to be a joke.

Gu Bei was not used to him, so he just gave him a big chestnut.

Thanks to Lao Tie for the chestnuts, Lu Mingfei was forced by someone's coercion, and said: "I was meditating last night, and suddenly I felt a palpitation. It seemed that something dangerous appeared around me, which made me It’s so confusing, it’s hard to settle down.”

Gu Bei's face suddenly became strange, and Lu Mingfei continued to say: "I can't enter the samadhi, so I opened the window and looked in the direction where the feeling came from. Guess what?"

Gu Bei's face was weird and he didn't speak, Chu Zihang's heart was itching to hear it, and it was rare for him to be a joke: "What's the matter?"

Lu Mingfei has read a lot of novels during this period, and he even spoke like a novel, saying: "The sky is covered with red clouds, as if blood-stained, red for thousands of miles, and there are figures flickering in the red clouds, bustling with people, Singing and dancing, as if celebrating something."

Chu Zihang's face was also a little strange.

Lu Mingfei was not aware of it, using his experience in reading novels during this period of time, combined with the knowledge of Taoism taught by Gu Bei and the knowledge of mixed races taught by Chu Zihang, he continued: "I guess, there should be a huge world under Tokyo. The ancient magic circle, or the spirit magic circle, or the alchemy formation is also possible, this formation constantly absorbs the souls of the dead, and then...why are you looking at me like this?"