Preparing idols to slay dragons online

Listening to what Nuonuo said, Lu Mingfei finally understood that Nuonuo felt that both of them were weak chickens!

That's right, although Nuonuo is a normal "A"-level hybrid, he has no speech ability, and his combat effectiveness is greatly reduced; what about Lu Mingfei?Not to mention, maybe at a critical moment, Nuonuo would have to protect him instead!

"And... not just the two of us, but also this little sister..." Nuonuo pulled the little girl he was leading to him, and said with a smile, "Little sister, do you remember how you got in here?"

But the pretty little girl said with a pair of dazed eyes, "I...I've lived here for a long time..."

"You... live here?" Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo were taken aback when they heard this.

If the little girl has lived here for a long time, and there is no one else here, how can the little girl survive alone in the deserted environment.

"That's right... I lived here with my sister for a long time... but my sister... disappeared..." the little girl said with a sob.

"When did your sister disappear?" Nuonuo suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Forget... My sister won't be here someday." The little girl said obediently.

Nuonuo suddenly had a headache. She knew that she couldn't criticize how much useful information a little girl who was obviously no older than eight years old could remember and tell, but the little girl who "lived" here for a long time was obviously the reason why they left this ghost place. the only key.

"By the way... Brother and sister don't know what your name is..." She showed a kind smile. In Lu Mingfei's eyes, it was rare for a red-haired little witch to show such a gentle smile.

Nuonuo's smile has always been wanton and indulgent, just like a peony flower in full bloom, graceful, generous and brilliant, with a little domineering.

The little girl said timidly, "Wei Ya... my sister always calls me Wei Ya..."

……

In the unfathomable cracks of the seabed, a huge palace is shining with light. If there are human beings here, they will definitely marvel at the magnificence of this palace. This palace is like the lost hanging garden of ancient Babylon, or like It is the Chinese Old Summer Palace that has been burned.

It seems to be the palace of the Holy See. In short, all the beauty of human palace creations are displayed on this palace, but you must know that it is on the bottom of the sea!

Under the strong pressure of the seabed, any human structure sinking here will be crushed into a ruin, with walls broken and structures collapsed.

But this palace can still remain intact here, the mechanical strength of this palace does not meet the strength of conventional buildings at all!

"It seems that it's time for us to get back what belongs to us." A man named Neo came out of the palace and said to the man in a tuxedo behind him.

"Are you planning to go out so soon?" The man in the tuxedo looked at him with a playful smile.

"I just can't wait... We've waited too long for this moment, haven't we?" Neo's originally indifferent face was full of excitement at this moment.

"Don't worry... I don't think this is the time for us to show up..." The man in the tuxedo smiled.

"Then let who go?"

"Heinil, this time he can plunder the authority of the two sisters who are the king of the ocean and water... can't they?"

……

This time the other side.

"It's really yours... Tsk tsk, this speech spirit belonging to Izanami is really domineering." Xia Mi said to Yu Shouguang in amazement.

At this moment, she is talking with Mishou Guang without restraint, because...

The only ones who can still stand here are her, Mimori Mitsu and Erikai.

As for the others...

Chu Zihang, Caesar and Finger passed out after Yu Shouguang released the words spirit. Huang Quan Naraku belongs to the element that controls the spirit system, and it is fatal to low-level mixed races and dead waiters with weak spirits. Ling Ling.

In fact, Yu Shouguang released this word spirit with some risky ideas, but he was also very confident that Huang Quan Naraku would never cause fatal damage to Chu Zihang, Finger and the others...

After all, their bloodlines are all "S" grade, and the most risky one is actually Caesar.

Because Caesar was already in a coma before this, and he didn't have the ability to hold his will.

But now it seems...

Yu Shouguang looked at Caesar whose chest was still heaving. It seems that Caesar's strengthened bloodline for a period of time after the blood burst saved his life. As for whether there were any sequelae after that, he didn't know.

"Xia Mi, did you bring a water glass?" Yu Shouguang thought for a while, but still asked Xia Mi.

"What? Want to drink water? Bring your own water!" Xia Mi said angrily.

"No..." Yu Shouguang was a little helpless, "I want to wake them up, otherwise they will stay here in a coma, so why don't we leave? Or should we go with the three of them behind our backs?"

Xia Mi hesitated for a moment, then secretly glanced at the unconscious Chu Zihang, "It's not impossible..."

"Is it okay to do anything?" Yu Shouguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Hurry up, give me water!"

"Okay..." Xia Mi pursed his mouth in regret, and handed him a large pot of boiling water in his backpack.

Mishouguang immediately picked up [Izumi Shou Kanesada], which was special and completely different from any existing language spirit. Ryuwen read it, then he held the blade with his left hand and wiped it.

"Ah!" Erika suddenly cried out in distress.

"Don't worry... I'm fine..." Yu Shouguang turned back to comfort him a little dotingly.

"Word Spirit Eternal Blood!"

【Yan Ling·Eternal Blood

Serial number: none

Origin of bloodline: Yu Shouguang

Risk Level: Low

Effect: 1 minute after using the word spirit, your blood will have an incredible ability, which will greatly allow the person who gave your blood to have a very strong self-healing ability. 】

Chapter 130 The Seventh Awakening of the Mixed Race

A Gulfstream business jet prepares to take off at a small airport outside Chicago in North America.

The thin Henkel curled up in the huge single sofa with a serious look when the phone rang.

As a generation of mixed-race young people who used to be at the same time as Angers, Angers is still majestic with a jackknife to slay dragons, while Henkel, who once gave Angers a shot, is now in decline like a candle in the wind. Impressive.

His body is aging very badly now. The alchemy revolver and Word Spirit Judgment that once made Angers dread three points are now just the glorious past in the old man's mouth. He has no strength to fire the alchemy revolver now.

The massive recoil would have shredded his fragile arm in an instant, and his verdict could no longer lock onto anyone.

"There are a large number of dead waiters in Mexico City. It may be that the Dragon King has awakened! And the secret party is randomly mobilizing our people!" The eager voice of the young man came through the phone.

This operation can be said to be famous in the mixed-race world. Even if anyone can't kill the Dragon King, he wants to go to Mexico City to spy on the face of the Dragon King. Naturally, the mixed-race family alliance headed by Henkel also has information personnel in Mexico City.

"Dragon King awakened?" Henkel sneered, "It's far more serious than you think. I don't know how this matter has evolved to this point."

He took a deep breath, "I'm going to Mexico in 5 minutes, I just hope there's still a full airport for me to land when I get there."

"Then... the fact that the secret party called our people?" The young man was a little puzzled.

"Let them call, if calling a few people can suppress this matter. You have to keep in mind a principle, we can discuss any conflict with the Secret Party, but there is no room for compromise between us and the Dragon Clan, They or we are dead, and this war will stop." Henkel finished speaking softly, and hung up the phone.

Henkel saw very clearly that they were able to negotiate terms with the secret party and Angers before that because the secret party headed by Angers had already proved one thing, they could completely kill the Dragon King.

At least Henkel learned from his own information that the secret party had completely killed one dragon king. Although the second dragon king was missing, the dragon king who was hit head-on by the storm torpedo probably died there as well.

At least the Dragon King was completely dead. After the death of the Black King, human beings got the right to rule the world from the Dragon Clan.

The rest are the supreme first-generation species among the four dragons, the four monarchs.

The black king is dead, and human beings have seized the ability to rule the world, so what about the death of the four great monarchs?

After the death of the Four Great Sovereigns, the pure-blooded dragon clan will never have a chance to stand up again.

They will have to stay in the dark cave forever waiting for the hybrid to kill them.

That's why the six major school management families of the secret party and other mixed-race families headed by Henkel are so eager to... share the cake.

But the premise is that this cake has already fallen into their hands, their own hands.

Instead of being snatched away by a person called "Dragon Clan", they have nothing in their hands, and it becomes meaningless to share the cake.

Henkel understood this truth, but those young people under him did not.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, he sighed softly, "It has been buried by us for thousands of years... the dragon clan is about to counterattack in an all-round way? We can't stay out of it."

"Their experience is really short. It seems that he is the most suitable to be my successor..." Henkel said with emotion, and then remembered that incomprehensible guy, he had a whim, and then took out another A phone call came through.

"Sorry...the number you dialed is not in the service area..." A series of English words came out of Henkel's phone.

Henkel's face was a little dignified. The phone he can directly contact with that guy is a satellite phone. As long as that guy is still on the earth, there is no case that he is not in the service area...

Did that bastard go to the moon or Mars?

Although he had said this to Henkel, Henkel knew that he was just talking nonsense.

That guy... where did he go?

Although that guy has been very out of tune, Henkel is very satisfied with him in his heart. The young people led by Henkel are nothing in front of that guy, so Henkel has always trained that guy as his heir.

He believed that only that guy could lead his mixed-race family to glory in the era of mixed-race rule.

However at this moment...

That guy can't get in touch?

Henkel's face became more serious.

……

The hybrids took over the fight all over Mexico City.

The Mexican branch of the Secret Party and other mixed-race family industries have shown extremely high efficiency here. Violent hot weapons and rescue work are carried out all the time. "Psychological" work.

In the face of the big accident where the secrets of the mixed races were leaked, the mixed races were particularly concerned.

Facing tens of thousands of dead waiters, Tang Sen grabbed an antique Indian stone knife he bought in his hand, and smiled silently as he recalled the idle days of the past few days.

He doesn't know individuals.

The gap in the Nibelungen must be firmly guarded, and each of them must not take a step back, even if it is filled with their own lives, this gap must be filled!

If you don't fall, if you don't retreat, you must be dead if you fall.

The qq car used for the lottery in the middle of the hall suddenly moved, shook twice, and it disappeared!

A huge black hole appeared on the ground, and the car and the fragments of the floor fell straight down, disappearing into the bottomless deep hole.

The roaring sound gushed out from the depths of the cave. It was countless deadpools. Tang Sen felt severe dizziness. The screams of the deadpool army came out at the frequency of ultrasonic waves. The screaming of tens of thousands of deadpools together was an ultrasonic wave. explosion.

Tang Sen looked at the hellish scene in front of him in silence, imagined the Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River, the yellow muddy water rolling down, the sound was like thunder.

And the waterfall in front of Tang Sen rose against the fly, and after gushing out of the cave, it splashed in all directions. Every drop of water was an army of dead servants, all with that kind of sharp claws and patience. Thousands of years of thirst for blood!

"Windows, air-conditioning outlets, water pipes, all the outlets must be welded with steel plates. There are more of them than we thought." Tang Sen ended the call, and the area exploded!

This is a large international city, and tens of millions of people pass in and out of this city, which also means that this incident is likely to be seen by many people, and many people may die.

Chapter 130: Gullweger

"Such a child will inherit the family?"

Caesar raised his head with a dazed expression, whispers and... longing eyes were still coming from all around.

He was standing in front of a little blond boy, and the other people present didn't seem to see him, they just looked at the little blond boy in front of him, and kept making discussions.

"He must be tamed at all costs. It is not up to us to decide who will inherit the family. It is his bloodline, his one-in-a-million bloodline!"

"I didn't expect that humble woman to really give birth to such an excellent treasure for the Gattuso family. She is worth something..."

"That child will be the emperor of the new era of our Gattuso family!"

"Before that, he needs to have the best education... what he gets will be the best in the world..."

……

The central altar was filled with silver candelabrums, each holding six white candles lit like a field of glowing thorns.

In the center of the thornbush stands an exquisite hexagonal coffin, whose cover is crystal clear glass, so that the mourners can clearly see the face of the dead.

Caesar looked at everything in front of him, and seemed to think of something. At this moment, the little boy in front of him walked up...

This little boy...is him...

He also trembled and followed the little boy forward...

There is no kneeling in the Western-style funeral procedure, but Little Caesar still kneeled before his mother's coffin involuntarily and sadly.