Outside the platform was a wild curtain of rain, as if the whole world was covered by the rain curtain. Inside the platform were two boys standing opposite each other. Chu Zihang's golden eyes were staring straight at Lu Mingfei. What was his name?
"Deer Mansions" came out of his mouth.
He has not mentioned to anyone that he has ever used this name. This is a past event that has been buried in his memory. Even if he is as close as Lu Mingfei, this name, like that man, seems to only live in his memory.
That "heartless" mother had long forgotten this former name and that man. This was... something that belonged exclusively to Chu Zihang.
But the things you have hidden so well, which are kept tightly locked in your mind every day, are openly taken out by others on such a day, which makes Chu Zihang feel... weird!
It was as if someone had pried open his forehead and peeked inside with a pair of eyes that belonged to him alone. It was incredible.
"Brother, you know, I have a friend named Old Tang. He writes all his emotions on his face, whether good or bad. You are the opposite of him. You have facial paralysis, so you put everything on your face.
Hiding it in your heart... aren't you tired?"
Lu Mingfei looked directly at Chu Zihang's breathtaking golden eyes. He was probably the only student in the entire academy who was not afraid of those king-like eyes, even Caesar and Chu Zihang
When Hang is speaking, he can’t help but turn his gaze slightly.
"I'm asking, how do you know this name?"
Chu Zihang frowned. This was probably the most doubtful emotion he could express, because the target was Lu Mingfei, one of the few people he trusted. If it were any other person in Cassel College,
If a person touches his past in front of him, Murasame will be on the other person's heart in an instant.
"It's easy to find out by looking through old newspapers. Many of your deeds have been published in them." Lu Mingfei took two steps towards Chu Zihang, "My mission is to southern China, not far from where we are.
It was far away, so I took a detour back to investigate some things that I was very concerned about."
"About me?" Chu Zihang asked.
"It's about us." Lu Mingfei shook his head, "Senior brother, you know about the hunter website, right? Even the academy can't figure out its origin, but I found some clues."
Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei quietly, waiting for the next words and remained silent.
"Do you still remember my mission as the 'Skinner' in New York? That woman told me about the hunter website's removal plan. Hunters who cannot be used by the website will be wiped out from the world by the executioners selected by the website administrator. She
He is one of the chosen executioners."
"One?" Chu Zihang keenly captured this word.
"Yes, one. The system built by the hunter website is too huge and spread all over the world. Of course, it cannot be eliminated by just one person. My friend Old Tang is a bounty hunter, and he is gradually fading out of the hunter website's field of vision.
, because of this, he was targeted by the 'Skinner'. The hunter website seems not to allow others to take away its secrets, and would rather kill by mistake than kill him!" Lu Mingfei explained in a deep voice.
"What is the connection between these and the name 'Lu Mang'?" Chu Zihang asked puzzledly.
"The first time I heard this name was when the woman who was involved in the 'Skinner' incident in New York told me. She said she was the executioner chosen by the gods. The gods have many executioners, but the one he likes most is one named
The black-haired Chinese boy with 'Lumang'." Lu Mingfei said while staring closely into Chu Zihang's eyes.
"God?" Sure enough, when he heard this word, Chu Zihang's already bright golden eyes burst out with several more dazzling golden eyes, as if to pierce the dark and solemn rainy night.
"The administrator of the hunter website is called 'Nido', senior brother, what do you think of it?" Lu Mingfei followed the lead.
"Odin...Odin!" The name almost came out from Chu Zihang's teeth.
For so many years, the figure of that "god" has been lingering in his mind. He has an eight-legged horse under his body and a spiked spear in his hand. He is majestic and solemn, and he has countless subordinates.
With supreme power, he is as majestic as a true divine king.
Chu Zihang clenched his fists in his pockets. That figure seemed to be a nightmare that kept him awake all night. He swung the knife thousands of times day and night, and every knife was to cut off the so-called "god".
Lu Mingfei held Chu Zihang's trembling shoulders and said softly, "I investigated the legends and deeds about 'Odin' during this mission. Unfortunately, such a thing seems to only exist in mythology.
People have seen Odin’s true form.”
Lu Mingfei scratched his head and then said something shocking.
"However, on a small island in the Zengmu Shoal in the southernmost part of China, I met a group of indigenous people. Their technology is not developed but their force value is very high. Although there are only a few bloodlines in the tribe of 100 people that are high enough."
C' level are all reluctant hybrids...but their ancestors seem to have done a lot of research on Eastern and Western mythology, and they firmly believe in the theory of gods and ghosts. I learned a set of sword skills from them there."
"A set of…god-killing sword techniques."
Lightning crackled wildly in the sky, and the sound of thunderstorm drowned out Lu Mingfei's voice.
He reached over Chu Zihang and pulled out Murasumi from behind, and then showed his world-viewing style. He stood with swords in both hands and stared blankly into the dark rainy night with unruly eyes...
It seemed that in Lu Mingfei's sight, there was a tall and majestic "god" standing there!
After the visualization, a bright golden light exploded in Lu Mingfei's eyes. He moved and ran towards the rainy night ahead.
In his left and right hands, Murasame and Kanshi Masamune overlapped to form a huge "X". The sword flashed and the silver light bloomed. Lu Mingfei's sword skills were already quite proficient and awe-inspiring.
A silver thread bloomed, and Lu Mingfei cut through the chaotic and violent rain curtain in the silent and dark night.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Two dazzling arcs of light suddenly appeared in the thick darkness of the night. No sound could be heard in the ears. The speed of this knife has exceeded the speed of sound!
Before his eyes could catch the tracks drawn by the two pale blades, the tip of the blade stopped in front of him, and the rain curtain was strung into two diagonal crosses by the blade light and splashed forward, falling into the hazy night.
However, in Lu Mingfei's imagination, what this knife brought was not the cold rain but the splash of scarlet blood. The imaginary "god" standing in the dark night was also divided into four parts by the two intersecting sword lights.
, crashing to the ground.
Then he revived his blood and took the sword, and a complete set of short and capable sword skills was displayed in front of Chu Zihang's eyes.
"It's said to be a set of sword skills, but in fact it's just this one move." Lu Mingfei returned and handed Murasame back to Chu Zihang's hand again, saying with a smile.
Chu Zihang took Cun Yu, he looked at Lu Mingfei and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He understood Lu Mingfei's good intentions, but the other party's words sounded like he was trying to make him regain his trust.
Made up out of hope.
Chu Zihang admitted that the move demonstrated by Lu Mingfei just now was very strong. He might be suppressed in an instant even if he tried his best, but that mostly depends on the user himself. In the past six months, Lu Mingfei's
The strength has already improved by leaps and bounds, so this sword technique seems to be strong, but it is used to kill gods...
The image of the man wielding a sword against the gods flashed through Chu Zihang's mind again. Such fine light and shadows of swords, like rain, could only make the gods slow down. Chu Zihang believed that he could not wield the man at that time.
Such a sharp sword, so he felt that killing gods with just one sword... sounded too forced.
"Senior brother, to be honest, I felt that it was very difficult to kill the gods with this move alone. But at that time, the indigenous elder on the Zengmu Ansha was very serious in his gestures. I felt that he was not tricking me. Maybe our own strength was insufficient.
The momentum of this move is very strong. It will definitely be different when we are stronger and we can use it differently. We should practice it when we have time. Anyway, it is not that we have too many skills but we are not overwhelmed..."
However, what Chu Zihang didn't notice was that despite his Murasame's alchemical ability to cleanse his blade, the blade of Lu Mingfei's Kanshi Zhengzong was still stained with a thin layer of water vapor, which condensed and refused to disperse.
It's like time is stuck on the tip of a knife.
Lu Mingfei hugged Chu Zihang's shoulders affectionately and whispered in his ears. The two brothers had only met a handful of times in the past six months.
Chu Zihang himself can be regarded as a busy man in the execution department, but he is even more outrageous. He is only a first-year student and has only attended a few classes before being tightly arranged by the execution department and running around day and night.
, go all over the world to catch high-risk hybrids, go to ancient tombs and explore ruins and so on.
However, Lu Mingfei could teach himself how to slay dragons without a teacher, but Lu Mingfei was neither professional nor competent in the tasks of going to the tomb and exploring traces.
Fortunately, Lu Mingfei had been deeply in love with tomb-robbery fantasy novels such as "Tomb Robbery Notes" and "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" for a period of time. He read them all night long and the contents were still fresh in his memory. He couldn't bear it while completing the task.
I sighed that the author of the book "Tomb Robbery Notes" is really amazing. There are indeed many situations in reality and the book that match up.
He even doubted whether this guy's real occupation before writing the book was poking people's graves.
It seems that since completing the missions of "Kuimen Project" and "Skinner", he has become a brick in the execution department that needs to be moved wherever needed.
The Executive Department has almost reserved him as one of the future ministerial candidates. Anyway, in the eyes of Professor Schneider, Professor Manns and the other old guys, the positions of minister and deputy minister have basically been decided by brothers Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.
There was no running between the two of them.
Lu Mingfei has no ambitions for the position of head of the execution department, but he is also happy to hone himself in various tasks, improve his strength, and at the same time experience the vastness and diversity of the world.
In the past, he huddled on the rooftop of that small coastal town, looking at the prosperous CBD area from a distance. At that time, the boy thought it was as if the whole world was there... But to Lu Mingfei now, this is nothing.
Where?
In the past six months, he has seen dilapidated cities that have been baptized by shells and gunfire after the war, where countless people have been displaced, and wearing a belly has become a luxury; he has walked through the richest city in the world, where beggars are wearing clothes
With gold and silver and fine porcelain teeth, the rich can buy all the skyscrapers in his hometown's CBD area with a wave of his hand; he has also lived in dangerous jungles late at night and walked through deserts scorching at noon.
Returning along the winding mountain road with Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei saw an eye-catching bright red banner hanging on the doorway all the way when approaching Kassel College.
[Warmly welcome S-class warrior Lu Mingfei to Kassel in triumph!]
Lu Mingfei stopped on the spot, his eyes twitching, and called him "good guy". His original eagerness to return to school was instantly washed away by this long banner with red background and yellow characters that had a very rustic flavor.
Most of it.
It really makes people speechless. What I know is that I know that I have returned to the aristocratic school where gentlemen gather and elites gather together. What I don’t know is that I am still on the small island of Zengmu Shoal. Why is there a strong feeling of warriors from the indigenous tribe returning from hunting and the whole tribe is happy?
A bonfire party is about to be held to celebrate the déjà vu? There are no two elk or bison in my view of the world.
Under the red earth-scented banner stood a huge crowd, headed by an old acquaintance, Qi Lan, the chairman of the freshmen fraternity. At this moment, he was leading the members of the freshmen fraternity to guard the gate of the college, watching from a distance.
Lu Mingfei's face was full of enthusiasm, and he looked like a fanatic looking forward to success in chasing stars.
Many students in the college would privately joke that the freshman fraternity has long been dead in name only. This student organization, which was originally expected to secure the third largest position in the college, has completely turned into a "Mingjiao" from the inside out——
The sect that mindlessly pursues Lu Mingfei.
When Qi Lan, the chairman of the freshmen fraternity, not only did not get furious when he heard these remarks, he looked happy and said, "You are right, that's the truth." This made people doubt the originator of this rumor.
Could it be the president of the freshmen fraternity himself?
A black bear-like figure emerged from the crowd as black as a tide. From a distance, the "bear" spread its arms as if to pounce on Lu Mingfei, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and give him a big bear hug.
"Thank you, senior brother, I don't need to hug you." Lu Mingfei put his palm against "Bear Bear"'s big face, rejecting this warm embrace that was mixed with fists and love.
"Junior brother, you have been gone for more than half a month. Do you know how senior brother came here for more than half a month? He was crying almost every day!" Fingel's expression was like a Qing Dynasty resentment who was locked in a boudoir and relegated to the cold palace.
woman.
"Is it a stray dog?" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, "Almost twenty days have passed. God knows what you have done to the dormitory. Last time I didn't come back to the dormitory for half a month.
There are several more mouse nests in the corner."
"I can't stop the rats from making a nest. I'm not a cat." In one sentence, Fingel blamed the rats for the mess in the dormitory, and then he put his big head on Lu Ming
Not in my ears, whispering in a low voice.
"Internal news from the Information Department, another girl has come to the academy!"