In a daze, Lu Mingfei noticed that the pair of scaly claws that were also gripping his neck and rolling violently in mid-air had relaxed a little.
He raised his eyes in shock and saw that the thick red scales covering the other person's face were fading away, gradually revealing the young man's ordinary facial features.
Old Tang grinned reluctantly, with a faint trace of red near his humorous black eyebrows.
"If it weren't for the last sentence, I really wish I wasn't Ronald Down."
"Are you still conscious?" Lu Mingfei was suspicious. This guy looked as fierce as a dragon just now, roaring and trying to swallow all the prey in front of him.
"Nonsense." Old Tang raised his happy black eyebrows.
"I just feel a little dazed from time to time, but I don't really have amnesia." He shook his head and said seriously.
"Do you obviously have this symptom? As soon as you close your eyes, some fragments that you have never seen before will always appear in your mind, but they are very real, as if they are things that you have actually experienced."
"You mean, reincarnation?"
Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.
"Maybe, my mind has been very confused recently, and I always feel that I should have a very important brother. These guys came to me one day and said they could help me find my brother. I know they just want to use me, but I need to find him.
Maybe the problems he has been troubled by can be solved and he can find his true self."
Old Tang rolled his eyes and fell to the ground in embarrassment in the aftermath of the collision at the Dragon King level. The Three Catastrophes of the Celestial God Church were not protected by Lu Mingze. They were completely exposed to the Dragon King's confrontation without any protection, and their aura was sluggish.
"But after retrieving those memories, are you still the real you? Can the personalities of the previous life and this life be blended together and share the same body?"
Lu Mingfei unexpectedly asked Old Tang a rare question.
"For example, your dream was to make a lot of money, buy a luxury car, a villa by the sea, and have a girlfriend. Even though you were a poor single at the time, you told me your dream
When you are there, there is light in your eyes."
"What now? What is your dream after you have recovered some of your memories?"
The scales on Lu Mingfei's body were fading away, and the light in his golden eyes was also dissipating, but his eyes were actually a little more intense than before, like a sharp knife piercing Old Tang's heart.
"I……"
The young man opened his mouth.
In fact, after awakening the terrifying power of the Dragon King, he easily obtained everything he had ever dreamed of.
But he just felt angry and dissatisfied, as if the world owed him a lot and he couldn't wait to vent his anger on it.
"So do you choose to be dominated by this unexplained irritability and destroy this once cherished world? Or do you restrain your inner demons and strive to live like the original Ronald Don?"
The young man looked at the boy who was slightly shorter than him with complicated eyes for a long time, and then said: "Obviously, this is not something you can say."
"Lu Mingfei"'s face changed slightly, "Really?"
"But what you said makes sense.
No matter what, Li Yongyuan once saved us at the subway station. I shouldn't have attacked him."
Old Tang stood in the air and glanced at the young man lying in the arms of the beautiful girl.
Mr. Li, who was sitting in the palace eating melon and being cueed for no apparent reason, looked stunned. This guy remembered his kindness and punched him hard.
"I just want to capture Li Yongyuan as soon as possible. After all, he is a rare character who can pose a threat to my kingdom."
The young man lowered his eyes slightly.
"You can tell Mr. Li this yourself when he wakes up."
"But Orthodoxy..." Old Tang looked hesitant. After all, Orthodoxy took away his suspected brother, and he didn't know the purpose behind this ancient organization hidden in the dark.
"Wouldn't it be better if we all sit together and talk things out? Are you still afraid that you won't be able to escape now?"
Lu Mingfei patted his shoulder knowingly.
The two figures who were originally fighting each other now reached a harmonious unity under the words, which was really unexpected.
…………
Time goes back thirteen minutes, Songbai Tea House
The sun sets in the west, and the orange-red halo dyes the narrow alley where this store is located.
The last criminal in uniform was attacked from behind, a long knife penetrated his chest, and blood washed all over the floor.
The remaining five leaders of the ghost cave, led by the Mountain King, came out in full force and killed Zhengtong by surprise.
If all these people are buried in this small coastal town, it can be declared that the cancer of the degenerate mixed race that has been poisoning the suburbs of Kyoto for decades and has harbored many wanted criminals has been completely eradicated.
In areas under orthodox rule, there will no longer be such large-scale organized resistance organizations.
"Don't these guys like encirclement and suppression very much? Today is probably the first time I've tasted the bitter consequences of using the few against the many."
The thin middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses showed his figure under the shadow, licking his chapped lips and smiling sinisterly.
The risks of going out in force are great, but the rewards are even greater.
For this reason, he specially selected these fallen mixed-races from the Ghost Cave Club who had complementary words and spirits.
"Is this the guy who killed the big dog?"
Across the street, Shan Dawang looked at the sign hanging in front of the shop opposite and patted his belly angrily, and the circles of fat were trembling and shaking.
"Let him pay some interest first."
Wu Xiao waved his hand, and around him six or seven men with sinister eyes and strange clothes rushed towards the other side of the road.
"Sister Song Yuan, how much is your turnover today?"
In the store, under the dim light, Huang Ying raised her little face and looked at the beautiful store manager who was still pressing her forehead in front of the counter with a smile.
"No matter how high or low your income is, your salary is indispensable. Why is there a young man who is not short of money behind this store?
Hearing this, Song Yuan reached out and scratched the girl's nose pretending to be angry.
However, the female clerk's scream and the sound of gold and iron clashing immediately caught their attention.
"Sister Song, there are a lot of weirdos outside..." The female clerk who was wiping the glass suddenly dropped the rag in her hand into the bucket and pointed to the window with a horrified expression.
A man in black clothes, black trousers, and sunglasses was jumping down from the roof with a slender Japanese sword, and the powerful light of the sword struck straight at the ugly man in the lead, who was as majestic as a hill.
"Another insect escaped from nowhere."
The Mountain King slapped the waist of the three adults who were hugging each other, narrowed his eyes which looked extremely small due to the fat being squeezed together, and roared angrily.
In response to his ancient and stern dragon text, as well as the bursting flames in front of his eyes.
The first two people to rush forward were instantly burned with half their bodies scorched by the heat that was no less than that of napalm bombs, and howled miserably.
"High-Danger Word Spirit·Jun Yan."
Wu Xiao instantly sensed the crisis and hid behind the Mountain King, his eyes rolling non-stop.
The slender Mitsurugi Murasame was held in mid-section by the cold young man with a sword-holding gesture. The sword was inscribed towards Arashi Yuten Mo Chaosemi, and the bright silver light of the sword reflected the siege scene of the dancing demons around him.
Wu Xiao couldn't help but sneered. If it was really just a few leaders of the ghost cave leading the team, they might be stopped by this guy.
It's a pity that they left no retreat this time and moved in full force.
"Roar!"
The Mountain King opened his mouth and let out a beast-like roar. Under the reflection of his golden eyes, his whole body began to turn to stone visibly. His already plump skin seemed to be embedded with a set of plate armor, making it difficult for swords to stop him.
Except for the Red King, who has never been seen before, he is the real mixed-blood monarch of the ghost cave. Even though he has a stupid personality and an intelligence as low as that of a child, he is still a terrifying hybrid who has been holding the top position for decades.