Immortal [Dragon Sand Sea]

"Old ghost, put a ladder for me." Minamoto snapped his fingers.The middle-aged old man he called an old ghost was not really old.It's just that Minamoto called him that when he was a child, and he's gotten used to it over the years.

The old ghost lowered the elevator without saying a word.

According to Minamoto's bloodline, he could have jumped from a high altitude without being injured at all.But there are too many ordinary people here to explain.

Although they don't need to explain this kind of thing.

Genji comes from the eight families of Sheqi.

"Hey! You are Song Chunshui, right?" Yuan Yizhi fell down with the rope on his back, his steps were light, and there was basically no yellow sand.No one will observe this as long as others are not watching with their heart.

He also pretended to stroke his hair blown away by the wind.

Wu Xie took a step back slightly.The soles of his feet rolled over the gravel, which was easy to raise dust.

Ahhh...

What the hell.

Obviously it looks about the same age as this kid.

The child refers to Li Cuo.

Minamoto Iori speaks Japanese.Ever since the "Three Musketeers of Kassel" came to the Sheqi Bajia and almost fell into a desperate situation because of the language barrier, the Japanese branch felt that language was a good way to humiliate some people in the Kassel headquarters.

Although the Japanese branch has gradually closed in on the headquarters in recent years, they still enjoy the matter of embarrassing the people in the headquarters.

Song Chunshui didn't look him in the eye.This is his habit, but Minato Iori doesn't know it.

The second son of the Minato family from the Sheqi Hachi family pulled him through the crowd and came to a remote place.

Wu Xie blocked Li Cu who was trying to follow.

"Boss, it's a little Japanese ghost." Wang Meng said furtively from the side.They all remembered the matter of Lao Jiumen, but they would not forget it so easily.

"I'm your partner this time, I'm Minamoto, please give me your advice."

There are two traps in this statement.

First of all, Yuan Yizhi's identity should be an assistant rather than a partner. He deliberately raised his identity.

Second, there is also particularity in the introduction.Two levels of self-introduction about who I am and what my name is.The former are usually more arrogant.

That's exactly what those books say.

Song Chunshui glanced to the side.In his opinion, Huang Sha is much prettier than this guy.

Minamoto thought that if the other party didn't answer the conversation, it meant he could not speak Japanese, and he was complacent.When he was about to say it again in Chinese, the other party's lips moved.

Wu Xie pretended to turn on the recording inadvertently.

When the two left just now, he stuck a "button" to someone's body.

Li Cu naturally didn't know what happened.He was probably the most common among the group of people.

Song Chunshui raised his head slightly, and some of his overly long forehead hair fell down and floated on his glasses.

He really never made eye contact with other people.

No...once.He and Lu Mingfei looked at each other.

Only mixed races can feel the horror of golden pupils.

Minamoto thought that the other party was trying to scare him by revealing his golden pupils.But which of the higher-level hybrids doesn't have these eyes?Although he doesn't have the bloodline of the previous patriarch, he is still judged as an A-level existence.After those contacts just now, Minamoto felt that the other party's so-called S-rank was just a vain name.

Just like when Principal Ricardo came to Japan with a name before he had real strength.

But what Yuan Yizhi didn't know was that Lu Mingfei, who he thought was still weak at that time, beheaded and killed the vicious King Bai.Even if the opponent is still incomplete, the Dragon King is the Dragon King after all.

Song Chunshui moved his mouth.

But what he spit out was not any kind of world language, but...Dragon language.

What a mysterious and ancient language that is.A certain syllable popped out from the tip of the tongue, and the combination of multiple syllables was deafening.

Yuan Yizhi didn't expect that the other party would speak Dragon language in such a place.He thought the executive in Kassel Benmu was crazy.Dragon language cannot be spit out casually.

Uesugi Eiri, the former fierce god of the Saki Hachi family.When she speaks, all four prefectures in Japan will collapse in an instant.

The words that came out of the opponent's mouth... were judgments.

The higher the concentration of dragon blood, the more inhuman parts of the opponent.Normally, such an existence would be rated as dangerous.

At that time, Chu Zihang was bloody three times, almost convening the entire Kassel Academy to judge whether he should be imprisoned in the deep sea prison or not.

Even more so with the S-Class.

Minamoto covered his ears subconsciously, but the syllable that jumped out of the tongue was still echoing in his mind.

"Stop!" His pretended innocence and politeness were cut off in an instant, like a skinned clown.

His shout must have attracted the attention of many people.

Song Chunshui stretched out his fingers, and gently covered his palm covering his ears.

Minamoto felt his hands were forcibly opened.

Some black blood dripped from the ear canal.

This monster...he instantly regretted why he agreed to this matter.

But Song Chunshui quietly picked up the water bottle of the other party.

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