My Majesty the Dragon Emperor

"How, how is it possible?" Ye Mengjiad tried hard to control the uncontrollable trembling in his voice, "It's been so many years, haven't you already..." Impossible, you have already died thousands of years ago, and you can't even go back to your soul How could the people in this world be resurrected with a complete attitude? Even the four dragon kings inevitably had various problems after sleeping for thousands of years, but the other party was already... dead.

"Dead?" Ned Hogg chuckled, his dark golden pupils glowing with cold light, "It's a pity, I did fall back then, but now... I'm back." He released his right hand and held the The black box quietly suspended in the air as if there was no gravity. With a "click", the lid of the box opened slowly, and the seven deadly sins in the knife switch couldn't wait to make a cold buzzing sound, and there was a glow on the blade. The black-gold streamer flows like a living thing, as beautiful as the bright stars in the night sky, but it can't hide the dangerous edge under the darkness.

Nid Hogg touched the blade soothingly, and the ferocious "monster" obediently withdrew its exposed fangs like a docile cat, staying harmlessly in the knife gate. "Did you know?" Ned Hogg said softly, with a gentle and peaceful tone, "Actually, the one who should sacrifice is not Fenrir, but." He turned his head and looked at the girl in front of him, prolonging his tone on purpose, "You, Jormungandr."

The girl's face suddenly showed an unbelievable expression, and against her pale face, it became more and more unbearable to hurt her fragile beauty, "Impossible!!" Yemengjia interrupted the other party's hesitation The vicious behavior, the voice was sharp, revealing deep despair, as if the girl was standing on the edge of a cliff, just a small effort, she would be knocked down into the abyss. "How could Fenrir look like the one left behind, obviously I am the one destined to gain power!"

"Besides," Yemengard suddenly sneered, "Fenrir is dead now, and I am the one who survived." She proudly raised her curved chin, and her voice became relaxed Get up, with a little pride unique to little girls.

"Really." Nieder Hogg showed an inexplicable smile and snapped his fingers crisply. Behind him, the original scene shattered like glass, turning into silver-white powder and disappearing into the air. What came out turned out to be a completely different picture. Compared with the scarred dragon corpse before, the condition of Fenrir after the illusion was obviously much better. It only suffered minor injuries, and these wounds were still visible to the naked eye. Healing at a slow speed, the big golden pupils looked at the two confronting people in front of them in confusion, and shrank back in fear after seeing Ye Mengjiad on the opposite side, "Sister." It called softly.

Nidhogg glanced at the sluggish Yermungandr across the way, and reached out to take out a Tang knife from the knife switch beside him. It was the jealousy of Invidia. Made of white jade, it is engraved with exquisite Liuyunwen. The blade is as thin as paper. Dark golden lines meander up from the blade tip, depicting complex arrays. The sudden drop in temperature even forms small pieces of magic circles. Snowflakes, falling on the pure white knife, disappeared without a trace.

It was only a moment of pause, and the next second Ned Hogg was standing in front of Yermungandr with nothing in his hands.Ye Mengjiad blinked in a daze, with innocence and a little confusion in her eyes, she slowly opened her eyes wide, as if she wanted to see clearly the figure standing in front of her through the blurred vision, but she only It felt like a layer of crystal frost was covered in front of my eyes, a little cold, and those tiny hoarfrost gradually spread until it covered the entire field of vision.

On the dilapidated platform filled with gunpowder smoke, a lifelike ice sculpture stood in the center. It was a beautiful and unreal girl with a moving expression on her delicate face.There are tiny cracks gradually covering every inch of ice and snow from the Tang Dao that penetrates the heart, and in the next moment, it turns into snowflakes and slowly falls to the ground, leaving only slight traces of water to prove the traces of its existence. The dark green hexagonal crystal is suspended in the air and fluctuates up and down to draw a beautiful trajectory.

Jealousy shook the beautiful and gorgeous blade with some unhappiness, and returned to the knife switch.

Nid Hogg stood indifferently, his exquisite facial features did not reveal the slightest ups and downs, and he held the dark green crystal in his hand. "King." A deep and cold voice sounded behind him.Nid Hogg stood there without looking back, as if he had expected it, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm." Fenrir responded in a low voice, his hoarse voice was as if he hadn't spoken for many years, his dark green pupils were restored to full of indifference, and he stopped talking.

"Since you're awake, absorb this as soon as possible." Ned Hogg tossed it casually, and the dark green crystal floated lightly in front of Fenrir's eyes. Breaking free from the rock wall that imprisoned him, he slowly closed his eyes.

Nid Hogg took a look, turned around and walked step by step towards Chu Zihang, who was leaning on the rock with his head bowed and covered with scars. He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and the left hand that drew the magic circle paused but then moved the next The pen was connected, but his eyes were fixed on the pale hand covered with black blood tightly clasping his right wrist. He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone was the same as usual, "Senior Brother."

Chu Zihang raised his head, and his dark blue eyes reflected a figure that could no longer be called a mixed race in front of him. The appearance of a pure-blooded dragon was more suitable for him than that of an ordinary human. The suppressed appearance now complements the cold and majestic aura, outlining a thrilling beauty, not like Xia Mi's unreal beauty, but the sharp and heroic spirit that belongs to the king alone, making people sink involuntarily and sacrifice for the other party. life and all.

"Are you Lu Mingfei, or...Ned Hogg?" Chu Zihang asked calmly, but a trace of uncontrollable pain flashed in his supposedly cold and sharp eyes, but the pain in his body was not as good as churning An ups and downs mood.

Lu Mingfei smiled, as usual, with a brisk tone as if Chu Zihang asked some ordinary topic, "I am Lu Mingfei, but also... Black Dragon Emperor Ned Hogg, from the very beginning. " Lu Mingfei broke free from Chu Zihang's weak wrist, clasped the chin of the person opposite him, and slowly approached, with a drawn out tone, "Why, senior brother, don't you... don't you like it?" The dark golden vertical pupils are like cold-blooded animals Generally staring at each other closely, the darkness and emptiness are like an endless abyss.Pale and slender hands caressed Chu Zihang's blood-stained side face, and sharp nails slid aimlessly across his face, "I didn't despise you, senior brother, how could you despise me, senior brother?"

The complex dark golden formation was activated, and Lu Mingfei cut a cut on his finger, and golden-red blood oozed out, and pressed his fingertips between Chu Zihang's eyebrows.Chu Zihang only felt a cold breath spread from the center of his eyebrows to his whole body, the pain that seemed to be tearing at his soul gradually rose, but his body could not move at all.

"But no matter what, senior brother, you will come down to accompany me in a while, be obedient, and come back to answer my question then, with another identity." Lu Mingfei leaned over and lightly touched Chu Zihang's forehead. A comforting kiss fell, and it was as cold as snowflakes falling away.Chu Zihang showed a trace of surprise, and tried hard to stay awake, but his reason and consciousness were still dragged by the bone-piercing pain and fell into the bottomless darkness.

Lu Mingfei hummed cheerful music softly, sat on the chain extending from the void, and looked at Fenrir on the opposite side with some boredom, his dark golden vertical pupils could not be discerned clearly in the gradually brightening light ...