Chapter 7 Huaxia Dragon Soul

Many people who have not been to Gaoling City feel that the island city born under the joint reclamation project of the United States and China can only face the vast sea and only be lonely and accompanied by seagulls, in fact, as a municipality directly under the central government, it is not only a huge area, there are definitely mountains, although the altitude is not high, it seems insignificant in front of the mountains with a long history, at least it is a successful artificial beauty mountain.

It was noon, in the woods of Fengxia Mountain in Yanguan District, a hunting game was being carried out, and it happened that the pouring rain was coming to make the atmosphere more noisy, and the ghost hand who led everyone to look for the traces of the prey with rifles hated the rainy day, which made the search more difficult.

It had been two days since I last saw Song Xiaohu, and every time I noticed that he had disappeared, I would use the city's street surveillance systems to know his whereabouts, until Song Xiaohu hid in the valley, and the ghost hand led no less than forty people to cover the mountain in full gear to search.

Sure enough, it didn't take much effort to find signs of target activity in the dense mountain forest, but after a long time, the prey actually took advantage of the good terrain and concealment to secretly kill them, and the situation changed greatly for a while, but for the ghost hand, at most, it was the last struggle before death.

Song Xiaohu, whose soul power was about to be exhausted, curled up in the grass and stared at the enemies in front of him, at this time he was about to complete the assimilation with Yi Wujun quickly, naturally his brain was much better than before, and he could only be shot in a head-on conflict, don't look at the time when the soul power makes himself stronger and will always run out, besides, he is now flesh and blood now, and it is difficult to bear the pain when the bullet hits the body.

Who would have thought that he had planned to sneak back to the city by avoiding them, but unfortunately there were too many people on the other side and the mountain was closed for search, and the road down the mountain was full of well-guarded killers, and the more he escaped, the closer he was to the top of the valley, fortunately it was raining heavily now that the sound of his movement could be masked.

Just as he was about to get up and move to another clump of grass, Onihand noticed him moving.

"So you're here!" The overjoyed ghost raised his gun and shot Song Xiaohu.

The killers also shot at Song Xiaohu along the position where he shot him, and he was hit in the back again, and the pain was to the limit Song Xiaohu decided to fight to the death and endure all the damage, he moved quickly, since you don't want to live by yourself, why should I be polite, how can the killers with the protection of bulletproof clothing be so easy to kill before, just twisting the necks of the three people and sending them to the west is already the limit of what he can do, and he has received a few more shots on his body.

"If you want to die, you can't do anything. The ghost hand dropped his gun and unleashed his claws, breaking his left shoulder while he was tangling with the killer.

"Oh no! The soul power is almost exhausted!" Under the crisis, Song Xiaohu grabbed a killer to resist the bullets that came from the shot, and retreated towards the top of the mountain while resisting.

Soon, when everyone changed ammunition, they threw down the corpse and ran to the top of the mountain with all their might, and many killers who had no time to change their magazines pursued first under the order of the ghost hand.

Soon came to the top of the mountain, Song Xiaohu dragged his seriously injured body in front of the cliff on the top of the mountain and stopped his steps, there was no way to escape, seeing that the enemy was going to chase and was in danger, he looked at the top of one of the thickest trees in the lush bushes below, and he was about to flee without thinking, before the body just left the land, the ghost hand had arrived, he galloped in mid-air and kicked him in the back to break his spine, and then stepped on his body to return to the edge of the cliff with strength, and the unlucky Song Xiaohu fell straight down like a puppet with a broken line.

"I know you can't die, let's go, let's go down and find him. Ghost Hand looked at the dense bushes below, and smiled very proudly.

"Shall we jump too?" One of the unnamed killers asked a stupid question.

"I can't stop you if you want to jump. With that, the ghost kicked the killer down.

The screams came to an abrupt end with the sound of branches breaking, and the Ghost Hand led the killers down a path to find them.

Song Xiaohu, who was almost about to faint, struggled to hold on, and before his consciousness gradually became confused, he found a cave in front of him, and he couldn't imagine that there were caves in the artificially built valley, and he wanted to get up, but his spine was kicked off and he couldn't move at all, but fortunately, there was still a trace of soul power left that allowed him to recover to the extent of getting up and walking slowly.

Feeling that his body had improved somewhat, he was about to get up and go to the cave, when Yi Wujun's weak voice came from his head.

"Small. Small.. Son, in the future, you are so self-conscious, my main consciousness will be..."

Song Xiaohu, who was crawling on the ground, shouted hysterically, "Hey, I haven't gotten along with you enough!"

"Maybe it's the Mandate of Heaven..."Yi Wujun's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally could no longer sound.

smashed his fists on the soil, no matter how Song Xiaohu called, there was no movement, and complex emotions were felt.

"No more difficulties, unwilling to be the walking dead!"

The sadness stopped abruptly, his expression was very indifferent, supporting this unbearable body to walk forward with difficulty, the target was the cave, even if he didn't know it, he couldn't see it, he could strongly feel that something was attracting him, that feeling was like a soul that existed in the depths of the body before.

Along the way, the cave was dark and could not see the road, so he could only walk forward by touching the cave wall with his hands, guessing that the cave was excavated artificially from the feel, and he didn't know what secrets were in it, he walked for more than ten minutes, and his eyes were a little bright, Song Xiaohu was overjoyed and quickly accelerated his speed to move forward, and his serious injuries slowed down his walking speed.

Outside the cave, the ghost hand had already led the killers to come, looking everywhere and there was no trace of Song Xiaohu, so he set his eyes on the cave, don't look at the location of this cave is relatively hidden, and it is quite easy to find it after careful searching.

"It looks like he's fled inside. "The ghost was the first to go to the hole with a pistol.

The killers were also about to run over, and suddenly, a figure stood in front of them, the person had slightly long hair, male, his face was extremely handsome and majestic, and even had a face carved according to all the handsome men in the world, the Tang knife he held in his hand was sharp, and it was still not comparable to his cold eyes like death, if his knife was cold, his heart was even colder.

The killers saw his dress, a retro-style costume, and it was not so ordinary only against the backdrop of his face and tall figure, but there was a pattern of a soaring dragon on his chest, seeing this, all the killers with guns in front of them did not dare to act rashly, and they all knew what the pattern represented as the members of the organization to which the ghost hand belonged, Huaxia Divine Descendant, as for the appearance of the man, they had also seen it in the hostile information released.

"It's him! Dugu Bo, an S-class agent of the Huaxia Divine Descent!"

"That genetic powerhouse whose strength is still unknown?" The killer rubbed his eyes back and forth several times in disbelief.

The killer who said these two words was so frightened that his legs trembled constantly, and the gun in his hand also fell.

The ghost hand naturally discovered his existence, and after being surprised, he quickly entered the cave and didn't dare to turn his head to look, no matter if he didn't think that Dugu Fu would appear, for the ghost hand, anyone with the Huaxia gods can ignore it, but the only thing he is most afraid of is him!

"It's so scary!Why did he appear, didn't he say that the target had nothing to do with the Huaxia Divine Descendant?" The cold sweat of the ghost hand had already soaked the entire back.

After running for a while, it was too dark in front of him, for fear that Song Xiaohu would suddenly appear and sneak attack him, so he walked slowly.

Outside the cave, most of the killers didn't dare to breathe, but a few of them raised their guns and aimed at Dugu Fu.

"What's there to be afraid of, we have guns and bullets or we specialize in restraining genetic people. ”

"That's it, shoot, so many people will always hit him, maybe kill him, and the gentleman will reward us heavily. ”

Under the leadership of the two deaths, ten of them also stepped forward and aimed at Dugu Fu, and when the knife in his hand moved slightly, the twelve killers shot at the same time, and what was shocking was that the other party did not dodge, but just waved the Tang knife to cut off the bullets that came from him.

No matter how fast the gun fired, Dugu Fu could cut the bullet in half, not resisting but chopping! But in their eyes, they could only see that he had moved the knife, but there was no trajectory at all.

After the twelve people finished shooting the bullets, when they wanted to change the magazine and continue shooting, they saw Dugu Fu's body as fast as lightning rushing towards them and returning to the original position, in full view of everyone, he slowly withdrew the knife into the scabbard, and there was a crisp metal collision sound, and then look at the twelve just now, I don't know when a sharp weapon cut a few bloody holes on the body, accompanied by a sound of broken bones, the killers all fell to the ground and died.

The atmosphere was dead and silent, and the killers didn't even dare to make a sound of surprise, they could only secretly scream in horror in their hearts, they had never seen this kind of strong man, and the speed of the knife was unheard of, even if the other party didn't say anything, they could understand that whoever dared to move again would die.

In the cave, Song Xiaohu walked to the end, there was only a construction lamp in the corner, and when he picked it up, he could find that the lamp was not very old, and it looked like it was several years old.

"Is someone coming?" a male voice came from another corner

"There are people!"

Song Xiaohu was puzzled, and the voice was also puzzled.

"You can hear my voice. ”

Song Xiaohu walked in the direction of the sound with the miner's lamp, and didn't find anyone, could it be that he was hallucinating

"Hey, here, look at your feet. ”

With a lamp, Song Xiaohu really found something under his feet, it was a bronze mask, the pattern was very peculiar, and when he picked it up and stroked it, he could feel that this mask was definitely not a modern handicraft.

"Very few people can communicate with me. There was a kind of excitement in the tone of the male voice.

Song Xiaohu didn't expect it to be a mask talking, "What are you, a mask can also speak?"

What is it? The face was a little unhappy, "I am the ink dragon who assisted the ancient family in guarding the lifeblood of Huaxia. ”

Song Xiaohu paused, "I didn't understand." ”

Mo Long sighed, "To put it simply, it is to assist the Huaxia Dragon Soul of the Ancient Family. ”

"Oh, it's the one who did it, so why are you here?"

Mo Long sighed meaningfully and said, "This matter is indescribable in a thousand words, if you want to hear it, I can tell you it slowly." ”

"Don't, I'm dying now, so I don't have time to listen to your story. ”

"Oh, then if you put on this mask, I will help you escape. ”

"Wear you?" Song Xiaohu was worried about what would be dangerous if he put on a mask.

Mo Long seemed to guess his concerns, "Don't be so cowardly, for thousands of years, countless people have worn my mask, and only in this way can I release my own abilities." ”

Dare to love This mask is a tool for transmitting power, Song Xiaohu then asked, "By the way, what happened to those who wore masks in the end?"

"They're all dead!"

Mo Long's sentence made Song Xiaohu almost throw away the mask, "I dare to wear it like this?"

"Nonsense, hell if they were still alive, how many years ago. ”

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the passage, although it was far away, it was enough to be frightened, and I thought of something when I wanted to put it on.

"Hey, isn't your body a soul?"

Mo Long wondered, "Why are you asking this?"

"Then you can go straight to me, I don't want to wear this. ”

"Are you stupid, how can ordinary people accommodate two souls, I'm a dragon soul!. Mo Long, who was holding back his laughter, endured it and almost laughed out loud.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Song Xiaohu was furious, "Lao Tzu's body can even accommodate the soul of the Immortal Emperor above the Ten Thousand Immortals in the other world, how can it not accommodate your dragon soul?"

"Boy, I can't just come out, leaving the mask will drastically shorten the time of my existence. ”

Song Xiaohu could almost see the figure of the ghost hand coming from the passage, "Gan Linniang, hurry up and enter Lao Tzu's body, don't you have soul power, I will make up for you if you kill someone!"

He is really angry, and he himself doesn't know whether he is Song Xiaohu or Yi Wujun now, but his personality is not as good as before, and he is angry and anxious in the face of such a deciduous dragon soul.

"He actually knows soul power?" Mo Long hesitated but decided to do what he said

"Let me see if my strength can compare to the so-called Immortal Emperor!"

As soon as the words fell, the bronze mask released a dazzling light, and as a red and black translucent dragon burst out and entered Song Xiaohu's body, his body, which was originally weakened by his injuries, changed dramatically!