Chapter 123: There was no moment of mourning for the defeat of Minamoto no Chino

In the open-air square, the crowd was engaged in an almost non-stop carnival.

Beauty, money, and indulgence were as rich as the deepest perfume, adding an air of decadence to the hall.

“It’s a great night.”

On the high platform, Yuan Jingnu sighed.

Just as he spoke, an uninvited guest in black broke in. Several fierce ghosts lurking among them fell down instantly. The people downstairs seemed to have become obedient puppets, leaving safely and orderly, and together with the crowd on the street, they joined the main trunk heading towards the distance.

".We did not make a mistake in our judgment."

Fengjian Liuli threw down the folding fan in her hand.

"He is indeed as righteous as a brother. If it weren't for the gift from Mr. McAllen, we wouldn't have been able to react."

His eyes fell on the girl who was struggling on the stage. Fengjian Liuli pulled out a piece of the blade and thought that she was really stupid.

Why didn't that stupid woman run away?

"call--"

A simple straight punch brushed past Sakurai Xiaomu, and he felt like he was hit head-on by a large-caliber artillery shell.

All the muscles in her body were wailing in pain. Several spreading wounds instantly appeared on the surface of her body, and dark blood quickly spread on her kimono.

The moment he came into contact with Lu Mingfei, he was faced with a desperate situation.

"Tell me where the war is, where the potion came from, and where the king is."

After crushing Deadpool's head that popped out from under the floor, Lu Mingfei spoke.

"You still have a chance to surrender."

Even in the realm of zero time that was synchronized with the other party, the pressure from the aura alone made Sakurai Xiaomu feel like she couldn't breathe.

From the moment the other party broke in until now, Sakurai Xiaomu understood why he had not died yet.

But she seemed not to hear Lu Mingfei's words, and she bit the injection in her mouth.

The characteristics of Deadpool quickly emerged on this already very unstable body.

"Foolish loyalty."

The sharp claws collided with the gleaming palm. Lu Mingfei had no habit of not hitting women. When facing the enemy, he could only be responsible to himself by giving it his all.

Since his attempt to persuade him to surrender failed, he simply kicked him across, breaking his opponent's spine.

His stomach churned, but before Sakurai Xiaomu could move again, he kicked him again. The materialized spiritual elements condensed into the Philosopher's Stone in his body, quickly destroying everything in this body that belonged to the dragon.

Sakurai Xiaomu was like a rag doll, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Then she looked at the enemy who killed her with just two contacts, with reluctance to leave her master in her eyes.

She was not afraid of the impending death, but was sad that she could no longer accompany her master.

"May your military fortune flourish."

She slowly prayed for her lord in her heart, and then closed her eyes forever.

"Dying for loyalty and love?"

Noticing the changes in Sakurai Xiaomu's expression and movements, Lu Mingfei found it difficult to understand the train of thought of this kind of person for a moment.

If Herzog was a dangerous and despicable conspirator, then the man in front of him was a madman who only wanted Genjitsu. Even when facing his questions, there was no psychological fluctuation, and only the name of Genjitsu could be heard in his mind.

Outrageous.

It would be great if such a determined person believed in light and beauty.

Loyalty is not a bad thing, but loyalty that aids and abets evil will only bring more suffering to the world.

A light chuckle and a slight sense of crisis guided Lu Mingfei to subconsciously dodge, and his eyes just happened to meet the attacking enemy.

Lu Mingfei took note of the sad woman, Sakurai Xiaomu, and then her body began to burn.

There is nothing to sympathize with. Although it is pitiful, there are many innocent people who died at the hands of the other side even if they were just following orders.

I have already given her a chance. Stubborn and stubborn is the best way to describe this kind of person.

This is a tragedy for the entire society. The instability of bloodline has brought about discrimination, and the void in life caused by this discrimination has given those with ulterior motives an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"The source girl."

Lu Mingfei looked at the man in front of him who was as feminine as a woman.

Moody, capricious and violent.

This was the first impression this man gave Lu Mingfei.

When his loyal subordinates died, the other party was able to laugh, and his whole body exuded irrational cruelty.

It's like a wild beast deliberately disguised in human skin.

"I think I should take your body back with me."

Lu Mingfei did not hide his disgust for this kind of people at all.

This is a typical mental illness. Even if it does not cause substantial social harm, you should see a doctor as soon as possible or report his guardian to the police.

He knew that Yuan Zhisheng had killed his brother once, and even stabbed his heart. He also knew that he had slaughtered dozens of girls in the town.

Yet such a scourge still stands here, acting as Herzog's black glove in the dark.

Yuan Zhisheng should really develop the good habit of killing the enemy and finishing him off.

Lu Mingfei sighed.

“You may try.”

Anyone who can hold a high position in the mixed-blood society is proud, especially the emperor who is the pinnacle of the mixed-blood race.

Before actually facing overwhelming force, these hybrids always seem to have doubts about whether the other party is stronger than themselves.

"Then I'll try."

Guarding against possible attacks, Lu Mingfei quickly moved forward.

A huge wave mixed with gravel surged up like a fountain. The time it was offset gave Fengjian Liuli a chance to react, but Lu Mingfei's speed was still very fast, so fast that Fengjian Liuli could not distance herself even after activating the dragon bone state.

“Is this your confidence?”

The domain of the Dragon King level can indeed break the suppression of Time Zero in a short period of time, but it does not mean that this thing that can be called the Emperor is so powerful.

The outstretched right palm instantly broke Fengjian Liuli's long sword. After removing the opponent's block, the wind from the fist brushed across the neck, instantly tearing the skin and flesh.

He used his backhand to form a claw and grabbed the opponent's cervical vertebrae before the opponent could escape.

Still defeated in one move.

"I'll ask you again, about war, the king, and the source of the potion in your hands."

Lu Mingfei asked the final question. Regardless of whether the other party answered or not, he intended to destroy him.

Fengjian Liuli's pupils turned golden, and she suddenly charged forward, as if ready to be killed.

Lu Mingfei rarely loosened his hands to prevent the other party's movements from pulling out his spine.

This is not to show sympathy to this guy who looks like a woman.

Instead, the person that he was holding in his hands seemed to have just been replaced by a new person.

"who are you?"

Lu Mingfei cautiously kept a distance from Yuan Zhinv.

After Lu Mingze's reminder, he also began to try to identify the identity by directly observing the spirit.

When I first met Genjiro, he gave me the impression of being a chaotic madman, the kind of terrorist who could kill innocent people with a smile.

But now, it's more like a child who is suddenly thrown into a strange environment, feeling scared and confused about everything around him.

(End of this chapter)