The assassin approached with extremely graceful steps, like dancing steps. The snow-white and slender blade reflected the frightened eyes of the person in front of him, but he would not be merciful because of it. He gently hummed a song that was sung on the streets a hundred years ago.

Slowly insert the slender blade into the throat of the person opposite.

The bright red blood slowly overflowed along the blade, but it was strangely solidified in the wound. Not only the wound, but also the person who was assassinated, a powerful assassin with an out-of-control bloodline, was also in a frozen state. Just like his

The frozen expression is the same, trapped in this still time.

Gently withdrawing the folding knife, the assassin of time lifted up the clothes of the assassin who had arrived before him, wiped off some of the dark blood on the blade, and then he put the folding knife back into his sleeve.

After doing this, he gently snapped his fingers.

The powerful domain that enveloped the surroundings was instantly retracted after a "pop" sound, and the blood blocked in the wound instantly gushes out. The assassin tightly covered his neck with both hands under the severe pain. But it was no longer helpful. With that

What entered his body along with the blade was an extremely deadly toxin that would kill even a pure-blood dragon if it was stabbed.

At the last moment of his life, the assassin raised his head with all his strength and glanced at the assassin who killed him and was far more powerful than him.

His extremely elegant suit looked more like he was here to attend a party than to kill people... Perhaps, he really just came to attend the party, and killing people was just incidental. But by chance, he found the person he was looking for.

The hot and corrosive blood touched Lin Fenglong's face, and a shadow gradually covered it. He slowly opened his eyes, trying to see clearly the face of the third person who suddenly appeared in the room.

Because the man was carrying a light, there was only a shadow on his side. But even if he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he already knew who it was.

Hilbert Jean Angers.

His eyes gradually collapsed, and the completely dead assassin fell to the ground with a loud noise. However, the two old men standing and lying in the room were still looking at each other silently.

After a long time, Angers broke the silence: "...You are old, so old that even such a low-life thing can dominate you."

"You are no longer young, and you are not a low-class person." The wounds on his body gradually healed under the influence of blood, and Lin Fenglong, whose blood had stopped, said in a hoarse voice, "A guy like this should not be put in the car."

Sayre Academy will probably be at a level above A-level, right? Even among those mixed-race families, it will be the elite among the elite."

"It seems that you know my college quite well." Ange found a chair and sat down, silently looking at Lin Fenglong who was still lying on the ground.

"That's not yours, but..." Lin Fenglong paused, and he couldn't say the words "it's everyone's".

With his silence, the air in the room fell into silence for a while.

Lin Fenglong, who couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere, sighed: "I really didn't expect you to find this place. Is it through Lu Mingfei? I don't think you came to me specifically to talk about this."

Angers nodded silently: "Actually, I'm a little curious about what you did during the more than a hundred years of silence."

"Actually, it's nothing..." Lin Fenglong looked at the ceiling in silence, his voice revealing the exhaustion emanating from his soul, "It's just to find out some guys hiding in the dark side world."

In the summer of 1901, Qin Province in the Qing Dynasty.

Young Friedrich von Long is deciphering documents just unearthed from the archaeological site with the help of local people. For archaeologists, ancient writing is a compulsory subject, but for him, who has just become fluent in Chinese,

In general, writing such as Tangut is still too far away from control.

"So that's it...the guy I sent back turned out to be named Wuyue Wuyue!" He was extremely excited when he finally figured out the identity of the owner of the coffin, which meant that the "Dragon Genealogy" they were compiling would be published again.

There is one more name...even an ancient country dominated by the Dragon Clan!

Excitedly, he wrote down these speculations in his notes. He couldn't wait to share this discovery with his companions. However, their energy was probably still on the body of the Xixia noble boy and they had no time to pay attention to him. He secretly sent it out before

Many telegrams have not yet been replied to. They must be as addicted to new discoveries as themselves, right?

Putting the notebook away carefully, he turned his attention to another name on the document in front of him - Wei Ming Wei Li Wu Zhu... or Li Yuanhao.

This is the founding emperor of the Xixia Kingdom, the builder of one of the three most powerful countries on this land a thousand years ago. According to the information he just collected, this man who dominated the country more than a thousand years ago was the one who was

The elder brother of the Xixia noble boy he sent back to Kassel Manor was... a dragon of noble blood!

The rumor that the royal family of the Xixia Kingdom is of the Dragon Clan is not surprising. In fact, many famous kings in history have more or less the blood or background of the Dragon Clan. Even their members in the Qing Dynasty knew their own family affairs very well.

Shan Yan didn't figure out how many other emperors in China were dragons, or were hybrids like them.

Their understanding of the Dragon Clan is just the tip of the iceberg, and digging out more secrets about the Dragon Clan is one of the reasons why he appears here.

"Lin, the newspaper you want." A man walked in from the door. The blond and blue-eyed man was German like him.

This is a member of the archaeological team he is hiding in. If he wants to get in touch with these hidden histories, it is undoubtedly the wisest choice to follow the archaeological team incognito. He does not dare to wander around this land in the name of a secret party. Please

Thanks to Lu Shanyan's blessing, his Chinese practice was pretty good, and he also had a bit of a local accent, which allowed him to get along well in this land of the Qing Dynasty.

"Thank you." He thanked him after taking the newspaper and walked aside, slowly flipping through the newspapers. It's not easy to know the situation in the country here. These newspapers came from across the ocean.

I don’t know how much journey and time it took to get it into his hands.

The information in the newspapers was inevitably outdated, but there was nothing that could be done about it. It was better to be behind the times than to know nothing at all. He had wanted to go to the German consulate to get the latest news, but the current internal tensions in the Qing Dynasty could

Make it impossible for him to go out arrogantly.

Pouring a cup of tea, he carefully read the "news" in the newspaper.

...The "German Civil Code" was promulgated. I don't know what role his teachers played behind this... It's a pity that Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche passed away. He also planned to visit this elder with the same surname when he goes back.

…

At a certain moment, his eyes lit up and he finally found what he wanted. Then, he gradually froze...

A fire of unknown origin broke out in the Kassel Manor near Hamburg. Unfortunately, the young Count Kassel Meineke, who was holding a party in the manor, and his friends who were invited were killed in the flames, and no one survived.

.

No one will survive...

No life...

None...

none……

The extremely dazzling words were engraved in his sight like blood. Friedrich von Long couldn't believe it and continued to flip through the remaining newspapers, but there were only a few words about the incident. But the more this happened, the more he

I became even more panicked, because that meant it was true.

In order to hide the existence of dragons, they often control information about extremely serious accidents. The shorter the description, the more serious the disaster.

Friedrich von Loon was completely stunned, and the air around him was also stunned like him. During the still time, he stared with confused eyes, and even his breathing disappeared.

A figure silently walked out from behind him. He was wearing an ancient costume that could not be found in modern times, and it was embroidered with animals such as dragons, phoenixes, and peacocks that symbolized noble status. His head was shaved, leaving only a ring of hair around it.

Looking at this outfit, it looks like the hairstyle of the Party members that Friedrich von Long had just seen in the portrait in the literature.

He recognized that they were the costumes of the Xixia royal family... to be precise, they were the costumes of the Xixia emperor.

It was as if the Emperor of Xixia suddenly appeared across time and took the newspaper from his hand and read the text on it with great interest. I don’t know how he could understand the German text on it, but he did read it clearly.

Information.

Then he smiled, as if he had accomplished a trivial task. He looked back at the still Friedrich von Long, thought for a moment, then turned around and left, leaving the people behind to carry out his plan.

Man's reward or kindness is heading straight to the east, as if something is calling him there.

The still time resumed flowing, and Friedrich von Long, who was completely exhausted, lay on the ground and breathed in the fresh air. Uncontrollable cold sweat broke out from his back, quickly soaking his whole body.

The helpless Golden Boy flickered weakly, and he lay quietly on the ground waiting for the raging dragon blood in his body to recover. He recognized the ability to stop time, which was the Word Spirit Time Zero... No, that might be

Something more advanced than that. Something so advanced that it belongs directly to the Dragon King!

There was no time to continue worrying about the Cassel Manor, because there were more important things waiting for him. After regaining his strength, he quickly put away the scattered newspapers and chased in the direction where the man left.

However, it is impossible for him to catch up, even a hundred years later.

…

"...So you stayed here for nearly a hundred years just to find the whereabouts of the Dragon King?" After listening to his story, Ange said softly.

"Yes, I have been looking for traces of him, but... I have found nothing. He just seemed to have completely evaporated, without leaving a single clue." Lin Fenglong, who was leaning against the corner, said, "I don't even know. Is the Dragon King hidden underground in Yanjing City the one I'm looking for?"

"The King of the Sky and Wind is the most mysterious Dragon King in both the Dragon Clan and human history..." Ange raised his head, with an extremely calm expression showing no emotion.

"Yes, he doesn't look like a dragon at all. His treacherous appearance looks very much like a human being." Lin Fenglong's face was full of sarcasm, which was directed at himself, "Then nearly fifty years ago, I I met him, my current boss."

"He said that he appreciated my ruthlessness in killing my former companions, and said that he and I are completely on the same page. That's right, people like me are only worthy of living in the world of the dark side." Lin Fenglong laughed. He was crying, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down. In the past hundred years, he had never had such a big emotional reaction, but after Angers appeared, he no longer had to hide his emotions.

But he soon stopped laughing, because Angers glared at him.

Ange asked coldly: "Why don't you come to me? With your ability and caution, it's not too difficult to know that I'm still alive, right?"

"Yes, I know..." Lin Fenglong lowered his head in despair, "But what kind of face will I use when I go back? Will I be a remnant of the Lion Heart Society? Or a traitor to the Secret Party?"

"I chose the latter. Since I am a betrayer, I should look like a betrayer. I would blend into the world of the dark side and associate with them... In this way, one day I might really kill that guy. Found it." He raised his head and looked at Angers, "Honestly... I'm very happy to know that you are still alive, but this cannot be the reason for me to go back. People who make mistakes always have to accept punishment, and I plan to do it later After this is done, I will go back to find you. You can either beat me up or kill me...if we are both still alive at that time.

"Then did you succeed?" Ange asked coldly.

"...No." Lin Fenglong smiled self-deprecatingly, "As you can see, I am still just a peripheral worker. As soon as the business started to pick up, it almost capsized in the gutter... No, it has already sunk. "

Standing up, Ange approached Lin Fenglong with an extremely cold expression, grabbed the other person's blood-stained collar, lifted it up, and then punched him in the face that now made him extremely disgusted: "The betrayer's self-salvation, right? Self-moved That's pretty much it. What else can such a drama do besides deceiving yourself?"

Then he punched him again: "A lurker, right? I really don't know what your expression will be like if I know in which corner you will die one day?"

This punch was followed by another: "If there is a misunderstanding, you just don't make it clear, right? Why didn't I notice before that you can't even speak properly..."

Ange was a little tired. He left Lin Fenglong, who had a bruised nose and face, and walked aside. He simply sharpened a cigar and puffed on it slowly. As the smoke filled the air, the anger between his brows seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Lin Fenglong, who had not fully healed from his previous injuries and had new injuries, still remained quiet, just like when he was beaten. He leaned against the corner and glanced at Ange's back: "...if you want to calm down, give it to me. Let me have one."

Angers turned back and looked at him deeply, walked back and knelt down, took out another cigar, lit it and stuffed it in. Smoke gradually filled the small room, and the two people who obviously still had a lot to talk remained silent.

Speechless.

Silently he walked to the corner of the room, kicked over the water dispenser there, and let the water inside flow on the ground. Lin Fenglong, who was still unable to move, quietly watched Ange's movements, pretending that he was still not calm.

"Whether I should forgive you or not..." Ange breathed out the smoke and said softly, "I don't have the final say alone."

Then Lin Fenglong's eyes widened and swollen, and the water on the ground gradually made huge waves. Then the water surface reflected light like a mirror, as if something was coming from there.
Chapter completed!