The design of the metal locket is full of simple and simple style, it does not look gorgeous or public, revealing a low-key and restrained beauty.

When the lid was opened, there were no strange and cool special effects or pranks used to play tricks, and what greeted me was five bottles of potions the size of oral liquid, which were lying quietly in the arms of high-density shockproof sponges.

Each bottle of potion is wrapped in a transparent glass bottle, and the liquid takes on a cinnabar-like color in the afterglow of the setting sun, bright and deep, gorgeous and solemn.

Lu Mingfei cautiously picked up a bottle and carefully observed the sunset.

The cinnabar-like liquid shone slightly, as if it contained wisps of texture, like flowing cloud brocade, and like a flame hidden deep in a gemstone, quiet and hot.

With a slight shake, the vermilion potion will surge in the bottle, and some kind of majestic roar and unconscious whispering will faintly sound in my mind, as if it has its own life and rhythm.

Is this the potion made from the Black King's dragon blood crystal?

It's really weird enough.

Putting this reagent, which was very precious, back in place, Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at Eriyi, and found that she just glanced at the reagent curiously, and did not feel abnormal as she did, and even avoided it a little, and soon her eyes fell back on him, waiting earnestly for him to tell her most precious secret.

There was a deep expectation in her eyes, and the slightly eager look seemed to see the existence of a suspicious kind.

Lu Mingfei looked at the dragon's blood reagent in his hand, and then looked at Eriyi's expectant little eyes, and seemed to understand something.

He didn't rush to confess, but leaned in front of the girl and asked a very simple question: "Eriyi, do you know about half-bloods and dragons?" ”

"Nishidanai (don't know)." Eri shook her head slightly, no one had ever given her science about what the world was like since she was a child, and she didn't even know where her power came from and where she came from, she just stupidly thought it was an innate curse.

She couldn't speak, she didn't like to communicate with people, and those in her white coat were afraid of her, and only her brother was willing to get close to her.

But the mode of getting along with the two of them is that one person has a handle, and he sits in front of the TV without saying a word for most of the day, he will only accompany her to play games, occasionally care about her body, ask her if she wants any toys, and there is no other topic.

Her world is complex, with Ultraman, robot cats, aliens, and Godzilla, but her world is so simple that a 32-inch plasma TV screen can fit in.

"However, I still know what Doragon (the dragon) said, is Sakura going to take me to find Dragon Ball?" Eri hugged her knees, and it seemed that as long as the boy opposite nodded her head, she would drop everything and carry her luggage and him all over the world looking for the seven yellow-orange-orange beads.

"I knew it was so." Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth, and he said that he always felt that Eri Yi should not be like this.

The simplest example, the self-proclaimed red-haired shrine maiden, Xia Nuo, has a somewhat similar appearance to Eri Yi, and her family background is similar, both are children of rich families......

But that guy is full of strong self-confidence, anyone who sees it knows that he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he dares to snatch the inheritance of Lao Xia Tou with him as soon as he comes up, which can be said to be very in line with Lu Mingfei's stereotype of the rich second generation.

As for Eri Yi, the dignified princess of the underworld, as an existence that can walk sideways in both black and white and no one dares to mess with, she is unexpectedly treated as a canary, imprisoned in a luxurious but cold cage, losing her freedom, losing her connection with the outside world, and can only slowly decay in this small space.

But he didn't rush to get angry, but wanted to explain that there is no Dragon Ball in this world and no divine dragon that can fulfill wishes, but looking at Eri's expectant eyes, he couldn't cruelly break her beautiful fantasy:

"I don't have a Dragon Ball radar, if you want, you can ask Uncle Xia to make one."

Although there is no divine dragon in the world, there is an all-powerful old Xia Tou.

He appeared in his own desolate world, dispelling the cold, damp darkness, and taking Eri out of the lonely and cold cage, allowing her to see the vastness of the world beyond.

Instead of continuing to discuss the topic of Dragon Ball, he learned the tone of the old Xia Tou and gave the ignorant girl a pediatric introduction to the real world: "In our world, there are humans, half-breeds, dragon-blood creatures and pure-blooded dragons......"

At sunset, the coastline is dyed with a soft golden yellow, like a quiet ribbon gently stretching between heaven and earth, and the sea surface is sparkling, like a never-ending sea of gold.

In the distance, a Ferris wheel stands quietly in the setting sun, magnificent and dreamy, it slowly rotates, as if it is a magical door to the fairy tale world.

On the edge of the towering cliff, the boy's gentle and clear words drifted away with the mountain wind, and the girl with long crimson hair sat quietly beside him, her ruby eyes shining brightly, as if a flame had been ignited by the boy's words, and the flame jumped in her eyes, illuminating the dark and lightless world in her heart.

The secrets that had been buried deep in her heart and did not want to be discovered seemed to become less difficult to accept at this moment, and those doubts, fears, and uneasiness that had been once gradually dissipated in the boy's words.

"That's it, although we have dragon blood and superpowers, we are not gods or monsters." Lu Mingfei looked directly into Eriyi's eyes and said word by word:

"We have hearts, we have livers, we have flesh and blood and feelings, we are the only people who live in this world!"

In his words, firmness and conviction gushed out like a spring, and every word seemed to carry endless power, like an impassioned hymn, as the breeze swept through the valley and the sea of trees, shaking every inch of the land.

For some reason, Eri listened to these words, and a special, bizarre, and never-before-experienced feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

It's like eating bitter gourd and lemon mixed and stirred juice, sour and bitter.

Her nose was inexplicably a little sour, her eyes were a little hot, her expression was a little aggrieved, and she was a little happy.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her two small fists clenched very tightly, but she still slowly but firmly approached Lu Mingfei's ear, and said in a voice so small that she could be torn apart by the mountain wind at any time:

"So, Eri, isn't it a little monster?"

"Can you not be killed by the righteous Ultraman?"

There was a girl's warm breath in his ears, he had never been in such close contact with the opposite sex of the same age, but at this moment, there was no ripple in his heart, only the cold that swept through his body like falling into an ice cave.

This chill began in his heart and gradually spread to his limbs, making his body tremble involuntarily. He felt as if a drumming wrestler was hiding in his chest, and he was pounding his heart with a brass hammer.

Lu Mingfei used to like to watch Ultraman very much, and every time he saw a monster being destroyed by Ultraman, he would feel his blood boiling, and when Ultraman was defeated by a monster, he would clasp his hands in his heart to cheer him on, hoping that he would get up again and destroy the monster to save the world.

In the eyes of him and the vast majority of children, Ultraman is justice, monsters are evil, evil is invincible, and the end of the monster will only be a tragic death at the hands of Antman, which is an eternal truth.

Of course, they will substitute themselves into the role of Ultraman, and every time they play role-playing, they also compete to play the role of Salted Egg Superman who saves the world.

But when they were scrambling for Ultraman masks, there was a girl in a monster doll costume who was silently huddled in the corner with her knees hugged, she hid her unusual hair and delicate face in the doll costume, revealing only a pair of red eyes and carefully looking outward, begging the righteous Ultraman not to find her lonely little monster.

The dark eyes turned slightly, Lu Mingfei took in the girl's close side face, he couldn't see the expression of the painted pear clothes clearly, he didn't know if she was crying or laughing now.

Perhaps he should hold this girl who may have never experienced what it is like to hug her, so that she can feel the deep and warm protection as if she was hiding in her mother's arms when she was a child, experience the unique peace and comfort, and wrap her fragile and sensitive heart with a warm embrace.

But he didn't.

He raised his hand and put it on Eri's thin shoulder, sat up straight, stared at Eri's slightly moist eyes, and said word by word:

"You're not a little monster, you're Eri!"

"If someone says you're a monster, I'll help you beat him!"

"If the righteous Ultraman wants to kill you, I will help you kill the righteous Ultraman!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his little thumb, his eyebrows were upside down, and his handsome face was written with the firmness of a gentleman's words: "What a man promises will definitely be done, do you believe me?" ”

At sunset, the boy stretched out his hand as if to conclude an eternal contract with the girl, and this picturesque scene was deeply rooted in Eri's heart.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei is like a hero exclusive to her.

She stretched out her hand without hesitation, gently hooked her tail finger to Lu Mingfei's little thumb, and nodded lightly: "約束した (Agreed)." ”

There is no Chinese oath of "hanging on the hook for a hundred years will not change", and there is no Japanese agreement of "making an oath as firm as cutting off the little thumb, and whoever violates it will be fisted 10,000 times and swallow 1,000 needles", the two twelve-year-old boys and girls completed the agreement so simply and simply.

……

The last trace of afterglow was about to completely dissipate, and Lu Mingfei took out a bottle of dragon's blood reagent from the metal box: "Eri Yi doesn't like these?" ”

"I used to have to get an injection, but if I didn't get an injection, it would become ugly." The girl raised her hand and showed the back of her white hand in front of the boy's eyes.

The super hybrid's resilience allowed the needle buckle on the back of her hand to heal early, leaving no trace, but Lu Mingfei knew what he was trying to say, if he didn't inject the serum that stabilized the bloodline, the dragon blood in his body would be uncontrollable, and gradually lose control until he turned into a monster like Deadpool.

"Will it hurt?" Lu Mingfei closed the lid and looked at the vermilion dragon's blood reagent, his eyes flashing with some kind of strange light.

"After the injection, it doesn't hurt." The girl shook her head slightly, and her understatement was distressing.

She looked at the oral liquid in Lu Mingfei's hand and asked curiously, "Does Sakura want to drink this?" ”

"That's right." Lu Mingfei nodded, and then put his mouth to Eriyi's ear, and said in a deep voice: "Tell you quietly, this is the dragon blood crystal left by the legendary demon king who destroyed the world, and you can get powerful power by drinking it, and protect everything you want to protect." ”

Eri tilted her head and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"You'll have to drink it to find out." Lu Mingfei shrugged, Lu Mingze, the little profiteer, did not come with a manual, there was no note on the production date or anything, the whole three-no product, and if there was a problem, I couldn't find anyone who wanted to settle the claim.

Just when such a thought appeared in his heart, the curious eyes of the girl before he met him froze, the long fluttering red hair was frozen in the wind, the waves were no longer surging, the sea of trees was no longer shaking, and the Ferris wheel was no longer turning.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mingfei instantly realized who was making trouble.

Looking sideways, Ming Zeshang, the little traitor who had not been seen for many days, was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the last remnant of the sun in the distance and fell into deep thought.

This handsome little boy with a dignified demeanor like a gentleman was dressed in a straight black evening dress at this time, with a plain white bow tie lying quietly at the neckline, his hair carefully combed into the appearance of an adult, and the white square-mouthed small leather shoes were shining, and every detail revealed the solemnity and elegance beyond his age.

"Brother." Lu Mingze's body stood still, looking at Lu Mingfei slightly, his pale golden eyes were like two rising moons, mysterious and quiet:

"Do you want to drink the Black King Serum for her?"

Hearing his stinky brother's inquiry, Lu Mingfei just chuckled, and his ever-gentle face showed a madness that had never been shown in front of people, he raised his hand and hooked Lu Mingze's shoulder and shook it: "What, do you think I'm the kind of person who only works hard for girls?" ”

Lu Mingze didn't speak, nor did he struggle to resist, just looked at him with meaningful eyes.

"Although it sounds really handsome to choose to knock the pill to become stronger for some reason, isn't this thing just for people to eat?" Lu Mingfei unscrewed the reagent of the Black King Serum, and a smell mixed with iron and blood came to his face.

The smell is pungent and palpitating, with a strong metallic scent that makes it seem as if you can hear the sonorous sound of weapons colliding, going straight to the brain and soul.

"Wow, what a big smell." He muttered in a low voice and looked sideways at the little profiteer: "I remember that the previous dragon blood crystals were not colorless and tasteless, you kid won't add ingredients to it, right?" ”

Regarding this groundless accusation, Lu Mingze just grinned: "You guess." ”

"Hmph, do you guess me?" Lu Mingfei didn't bother to pull with him, and directly closed his eyes and drank the Black King Serum in one gulp.

Boom ——!!!

The vermilion dragon king serum was only extremely cold when it first entered, but in the next second, it seemed to ignite the inner flame in an instant, surging like blazing magma, with a high temperature enough to melt the gold and stone, making it almost unbearable.

It walked down its esophagus as if a fiery dragon was swimming inside its body, burning intensely everywhere it went. The feeling was painful and wonderful, like going through a baptism that reawakened every cell in the body.

As the serum deepened, its power gradually spread in his body, and Lu Mingfei's senses were also pulled by a powerful force, bringing his consciousness to that distant and cold world.

In the frozen snowfield, the eyes are covered in silver, snowflakes fall, and the cold wind is cold.

And there was an unusually conspicuous black in this silvery-white world, a dragon that seemed to be condensed from night and shadow, standing on the highest ice peak, its body so large that it seemed to crush a mountain range, and its pitch-black scales shimmered with a cold light.

The black dragon stretched its huge black wings that covered the sky and roared to the sky, and the earth-shattering roar shook the entire snowfield, and endless anger and hatred shattered the ice and scattered the surrounding wind and snow.

In the ice and snow in the sky, the black emperor rose into the air with the power of destroying the world and attacked Lu Mingfei standing on the ice field, and his golden eyes were like the scorching sun.

(End of chapter)