Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Origin of the Childish Girl

Bell ~ bell ~

The sound of bangs reverberated rhythmically in the corridor at the top of the Sky Tree Tower.

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, all the ten emotions and eight hardships of the young girl are gradually disappearing, and it looks like she is about to die.

"Don't knock!"

The gentle boy roared like a beast at this time, and he drew his saber from his waist and chopped the black garbage bag in front of him into a blur of flesh, but the sound of the bang did not stop.

The man with the exact iron mask slowly walked from the dark shadows to the front of everyone, his body intact and the bangs in his hands sonorous and powerful.

Before everyone could calm down, behind the man, dozens of people like him were also knocking on the bang.

"Stop me!" Yuan Zhinu was crazy, and raised her knife to slash at the group of masked men, but before the knife reached the mask, he suddenly stopped, stood silently in place, and said, "The waste is finally willing to sleep." ”

He suddenly turned his knife and drew a semicircle, and with the huge vibration of the blade, all the viewing glass shattered.

The wind carried the rain and blew the original neat and windy wind like the general's cloak.

The long cherry red knife chirped like a hungry ghost, and the face of the young girl was as if it had changed to a different person, bewitching and charming.

"General Wang, I really should thank you." He said as he cut one of the masked men in half with a knife, put the knife to his mouth and licked the blood, and said, "It smells so bad, your blood looks like a carrion." ”

The head of the man with half of the mask on the ground turned 180 degrees with the sound of broken bones, and said, "Ruri Kazama, my blood is not delicious, what about theirs?" ”

"Then you don't know until you smell it." After speaking, Yuan Zhinu rushed towards Lu Mingfei and stabbed him in the heart.

"Lu Jun's blood, I have wanted to taste it since the first day I met, but it's a pity that the kid didn't let me out."

This sudden change made everyone a little overwhelmed.

"Brother Lu!"

Liang Xiaodong shouted and took the shovel from Lao Zhangtou's hand and rushed towards the Yuan Zhinu, "Fuck, little devil, I split you!" ”

Before the shovel could fall, a flash of fire slashed it apart.

When Yuan Zhinu slashed at Liang Xiaodong's neck, a white-clothed figure held the knife in his hand.

"Oh?" Gen Zhinu tilted her head to look at the boy in front of her, "Who are you?" ”

"Xiaokang, kill this devil!" Liang Xiaodong walked up behind Konstantin and said.

"Nothing is born." Konstantin bowed, then held his right hand and said with Tilian in his right hand: "You have been occupied by the evil in your heart. ”

"Evil?"

"Hahaha!" Yuan Zhinu suddenly laughed, "Some people say I'm a ghost." ”

Konstantin bent the ancient knife, and the lotus flowers with scales on Zhou's body continued to appear.

"Compassion is in the heart, when it is a vacuum hometown, and the sea of wisdom is clear, when it is a childless mother."

As soon as the words fell, the lotus flowers began to change, and all the rhizomes tore apart Konstantin's small body and began to grow upward

Eventually, layers of lotus petals form the skin, which is altered on a skeleton formed by interlaced rhizomes.

The white dragon appeared in front of the childish girl.

The dragon had no eyes or a mouth, but then let the senses laugh compassionately, and it floated in mid-air, snow-white lotus petals falling with each flick of its wings.

As the dragon was about to slap it down, the young girl suddenly jumped to the dragon's head and looked at it.

Ancient words weave into elegant music and come out of his mouth like a soothing hypnotic piece.

The dragon fell asleep as if it had fallen asleep, and all the lotus flowers began to wither, and finally leaked out of Konstantin, whose flesh was blurred.

When Konstantin struggled to get up, he was suddenly helped up by a pair of strong hands.

"You have a foot problem, don't run around."

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw an ancient house in front of him, lying on the fir floor.

The familiar man pulled him up, patted the little dust on his body and said, "It's not been good outside lately." ”

The man had the same brown hair as Konstantin, wore a black dragon robe, and had a rare golden dragon pupil.

"Brother?" Konstantin said to the man.

"What's wrong?" The man touched his head, his eyes flowing with the scorching gold of lava, and said, "Don't be afraid, you are one of the most noble people in the world, and lowly humans are not qualified to kill you." ”

Konstantin did not reply, but suddenly stretched out his hand, touched the man's face, and said, "I miss you very much." ”

"Remember the old days again?"

"It's been thousands of years, and you haven't grown up at all." The man sighed, "At that time, if you eat me....

"Don't say it, brother!" Konstantin suddenly became agitated, his hands clenched into fists, and the unknown heat erupted like a tidal wave.

"I won't eat you, if my brother wants to eat me, then come."

There was determination and dodging in his eyes, like a fried domestic cat.

"But... You're already eating. ”

"Konstantin, let's reign over the world together."

Images suddenly came to his mind.

"Konstantin, don't run."

"You like to eat this, I'll make those lowly humans pay more tribute." The man had a smile on his face and a bunch of purple grapes in his hand.

"We may die this time, if I die.... You must live. ”

"No, no, no!" Konstantin had half of a man's face in his mouth and shouted hysterically: "I don't want you to die!" ”

He fell to his knees in agony, and the wooden house disappeared at this moment.

The young girl looked at Konstantin and said, "It's painful! ”

"You can survive my words, but your spirit has already broken down." Yuan Zhinu smiled, "It's a pity that I'm still a child." ”

Suddenly, Konstantin raised his head and stopped shouting, perhaps because the oxygen in his lungs was not enough to support him to continue.

He began to gasp for breath and burned all the lotus branches on his body, and the strange aroma emanated from him into everyone's nostrils.

"I'm not Constantine, I'm the Lord of Bronze and Fire!"

"The flame will consume everything in the world, the bronze will record the sins of the world, O candle dragon born from the sun, purify it!"

When Konstantin finished speaking, everything around him was shrouded in heat, and a gap leaked out of the dense clouds above the Sky Tree.

Large expanses of sunlight shone directly on the top of the tower, and everyone's vision began to distort due to the generation of hot air.