Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

He "bleeds" for the second time!

The dragon's blood blazed and seethed, the flames heated to a staggering thousands of degrees Celsius! With Chu Zihang as its origin, Jun Yan's domain rapidly expanded, the flames creating a surging wave of air that pushed back all the dark shadows that approached him. The intense heat melted a massive hole in the train's roof, and molten red metal dripped down the edge, sending white steam billowing onto the floor.

Tunnel debris crashed down from the hollow, shaking off the dust before landing on Chu Zihang, revealing the gray skeletons hidden within. They spread their wings, revealing the gold in their eye sockets. The black shadows continued to charge fearlessly. The sickle-tailed weasels that had scurried onto the train screamed overhead and bit Chu Zihang angrily.

But it was of no avail, because Chu Zihang, who had activated his second blood rage, was even more manic than them!

The blood rushed wildly in the blood vessels, impacting the blood vessel walls and delivering huge power to the flesh. However, the furious power had not yet been released. The wings of the sickle-tailed weasels were torn off in mid-air, and they fell to the ground. The black shadows were blown away by a violent air wave and scattered in all directions of the train. The road ahead, which was originally blocked by water, was created by the airflow, like the eye of a tornado.

The wind howled like a wail.

Chu Zihang recognized this kind of spiritual power. Among the people he knew, there was a girl who had the power to control hurricanes.

A figure in a black hoodie appeared at the end of the passage. She waved in surprise and shouted, "Chu Zihang, it really is you!"

"Xia Mi, how could you..." Chu Zihang said in a daze.

"Now is not the time to say that!" Xia Mi yelled, interrupting Chu Zihang's confusion, "Look behind you!"

Chu Zihang looked back and saw the black shadows that were blown away by Xia Mi's hurricane crashing into the wall behind him and falling down. They were now crawling up from the ground. They turned a blind eye even to the hideous and fatal wounds that the wind blades had torn on their bodies. Some of them had half of their bodies cut apart, but they still staggered and stretched out their claws towards Chu Zihang... These pathetic guys didn't even feel pain!

"Open the domain of 'Eye of the Wind King' with all your strength and get rid of them all at once!" Chu Zihang said to Xia Mi.

The exploding tornado swept across the entire carriage, countless iron sheets were blown up and flew everywhere, and the black airflow was caught in the strong wind, dyeing the air pitch black. Xia Mi's control was extremely strong, and Chu Zihang was standing right in the eye of the typhoon.

A frenzied, scorching wind blasted the shadows around him, the black air bursting apart. A fiery dragon roared and twisted, bursting through the rear of the train, instantly scorching the metal walls. The shadows were reduced to ash in the fiery tornado. The dragon's surge shattered the rock face of the tunnel behind them, sending massive rocks crashing down and flooding the road behind them, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky.

The rebounding airflow swept in, and the residual heat of high temperature poured in from the back, blowing Chu Zihang and Xia Mi towards the front of the train. Chu Zihang didn't think much in his panic, and subconsciously hugged Xia Mi in his arms, using his body strengthened by the violent blood to withstand the impact between him and the floor.

The hot air waves lingered in the train, the whistling sound became smaller and smaller, and finally the air returned to silence.

"Does it feel good to hold a beautiful girl like me?" Xia Mi glanced at Chu Zihang who was cushioning under her.

"The clothes are too thick." Chu Zihang answered subconsciously, then he saw Xia Mi's fiery eyes and quickly let go of her hand. "I mean, the clothes are too thick. I didn't recognize you. Why are you here?"

"Hey, shouldn't I be the one asking you this question, the perverted man who's stalking me?" Xia Mi squinted at Chu Zihang. "It's not strange for me to appear anywhere. What's strange is that I've noticed a pervert following me for a long time, but I only realized it was you when I got here! Senior brother, I didn't expect that under your cold exterior, you have such a perverted heart. You hide it so deeply!"

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, and finally uttered, "It's not what you think."

But this explanation seemed unconvincing to Xia Mi.

"Tell me, how do you know my location!" Xia Mi said viciously, "You didn't install a positioning system in my phone, did you? Or put a tracker in my clothes? Brother, you..."

"No." Chu Zihang interrupted firmly with a dark face.

"Brother, if you have a crush on me, just tell me straight away. Stalking is annoying. I didn't say I wouldn't agree to your request." But Xia Mi suddenly acted shy and punched Chu Zihang's chest lightly with her fist. "Brother, your chest muscles are pretty good. Although not as gorgeous as Caesar's, they are stronger than his."

This clever girl cleverly avoided the topic of Chu Zihang following her.

"Have you ever seen Caesar?"

Chu Zihang regretted this the moment he asked it. What does it have to do with him whether Xia Mi has seen Caesar’s chest muscles or not?

"Everyone has seen it, right? Every fashion magazine cover he shoots gets widely reported on the Night Watch forum. The student union leaders seem to really like buying these announcements and marketing." Xia Mi said, "Compared to that, your Lionheart Club is so dull. Lancelot and Susie...the seniors don't really show up."

"They are quite busy. They are usually the ones who handle the affairs of the Lionheart Club. Moreover, they have been appointed by the Executive Department and often accept assignments." Chu Zihang himself didn't realize that he was secretly relieved when he heard Xia Mi's answer.

"But there's an interesting rumor circulating on the Night Watch forum." Xia Mi's eyes rolled around mischievously. "Everyone's saying that Senior Susie likes you. Is that true? Is that true?"

"I don't know." Chu Zihang answered in a low voice.

What else could he say besides "I don't know"? Even if he was straightforward, he should have known Susie's feelings for him. But even if he was dumb, he knew that a girl's feelings for him shouldn't be expressed in front of another girl. His rejection of Susie didn't mean he didn't respect her feelings for him.

A girl's sincere and passionate emotions should be the most flawless treasure in the world.

"Tsk." Xia Mi curled her lips and muttered softly, "How is it possible that someone can't feel someone else's affection? Liking is something you can't even hide. Anyone who says 'I don't know' is either playing dumb or being silly!"

Chu Zihang fell into silence for a long time, and no one knew what he was thinking. The dilapidated train was speeding through the dark tunnel, sending men and women with their own thoughts to the stage of destiny at the end.

……

"Another sucker, oh no, a new member, welcome." In the darkness, a voice took the lead and said softly.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome... Welcome, welcome, warm welcome." Four scattered applause sounded, followed by a weak welcome that sounded more like whining.

"Are you human or ghost?" Old Tang approached curiously.

There were four sallow faces, as thin as skeletons. It was vaguely apparent that they were two men and two women. The men had stubble covering their chins, and the women had deep cheekbones and eye sockets. With that look, they probably wouldn't even need makeup for a horror movie.

The ones with golden eyes are a man and a woman on the right. Black windbreakers hang on their skinny shoulders. The style is the same as the one Lu Mingfei wears. The light in their pupils is dim and swaying, like a lamp that is about to run out of oil, or like the setting sun in the wind.

"For now, he's still... a human." The leading figure stepped out. "Kassel College, Class of 04, Alchemy and Mechanics Department, Gao Mi, currently serving as a specialist in the Executive Department."

"Class of 05, Department of Mechanics, Wan Boqian." said the girl next to him.

"I'm Zhao Menghua." Another boy pointed at himself, then at the girl next to him who was about to cry, "She's Chen Wenwen."

"Ronald Tang, a man determined to be Indiana Jones, a bounty hunter by profession." Old Tang introduced himself very adaptably to the local customs. "Hey, you're also from Kassel College, so do you know Mingming?"

"Who is it?" The man and woman with golden eyes looked at each other.

"Ah, his full name is Lu Mingfei, my good brother. Isn't he quite famous in your school?" Old Tang scratched his head.

"Lu Mingfei?" Zhao Menghua rushed over and grabbed Old Tang's shoulders tightly. "You mean you know Lu Mingfei? Right?"

"Brother, calm down. You don't have a grudge against Mingming, do you?" Old Tang said cautiously. "Even if you do, we'll have to wait until we get out. We're all on the same page now. Listen to me, don't be impulsive. I'm an experienced hunter!"

"Lu Mingfei..." Chen Wenwen murmured the name in a daze, and suddenly squatted on the ground holding her cell phone and crying silently.

"Come on, another one's gone crazy. We can't count on you two." Old Tang sighed and looked at Gao Mi. "Brother, you seem more reliable. You came here earlier and know this place better than me. Do you have any experience to share with me?"

"This train has a very strange setting. It says that a total of one hundred units of energy are required to reach the dungeon, otherwise it will circle the city forever. This statistic is based on the total number of passengers on the train." Gao Mi sighed. "No one told us what the definition of 'energy' is, but when I tested it, it was nineteen. Wan Boqian and I are about the same, twenty-one."

"No wonder you were so happy to see someone get on the bus. Not bad, you've already scored forty in total, which averages out to twenty per person." Old Tang glanced at Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen, "What about the two of them? Forty between them? I have confidence in myself, it's definitely above the passing line!"

"One of them is 0.5...the other one is 0.05." Wan Boqian's faint voice came.

"What the..." Old Tang almost cursed.

"I felt despair when I heard that, brother." Gao Mi sighed and lowered his voice. "So I understand that this 'energy' probably refers to the strength of the bloodline. This is similar to the test we took at Kassel Academy. Wan Boqian and I are both 'B' level. Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen are not half-bloods, so the numbers are pitifully low. And the 'copy' in the rules probably means that once the bloodline strength reaches a certain level, we are qualified to slay the dragon, just like the plot in the story where warriors gather to subdue the dragon."

"A hundred units is roughly equivalent to an 'A' grade bloodline," Wan Boqian added.

"So, brother, what is your bloodline?" Gao Mi looked at Old Tang and asked cautiously.

Chapter 161 The Dragon King Scolded by the Dragon King

"My bloodline?" Old Tang was stunned, then answered truthfully, "To be honest, I don't know either. I came from a self-taught background and only awakened half a year ago. No one has ever specifically tested my bloodline."

It was just that Old Tang had concealed some of the truth. Lu Mingfei had once told him that his lineage and abilities were extraordinary, and that he should avoid revealing them unless absolutely necessary, but he hadn't specified the specifics. Mingfei's expression was unusually serious, like a preacher promulgating Jesus' doctrine. Old Tang had no choice but to nod in agreement, fearing Lu Mingfei would throw the entire Bible in his face.

Gao Mi and Wan Boqian looked at each other, and the hope in each other's eyes quickly dimmed, replaced by a desperate and gloomy gray.

They suddenly remembered that this guy named Old Tang had just mentioned that he was a bounty hunter. As executive officers who had graduated from the academy, they had both heard of the "Hunter Website" to some extent. It was a mixed bag, with hunters of varying quality, some not even half-blood.

What's more, this guy himself claims to be a self-taught person, having only awakened his bloodline more than half a year ago. It's like someone who's been an idiot for over twenty years, and you still imagine he'll suddenly become a peerless genius? Come on, this isn't a fantasy novel. Is it possible that an old man will emerge from his ring and pass on his life's skills to him?

Zhao Menghua's face instantly darkened. Although he didn't know what bloodline strength and ABCDFG levels meant, after spending so many days together, he roughly understood that Gao Mi and Wan Boqian were both very shrewd and not simple people. Even they looked despair, so where was his hope?

Chen Wenwen sobbed silently, with big tears in her eyes sliding down silently in the dim light, like a candle that was about to burn out, and she was completely hopeless.

They will probably stay here, accompanied by darkness and loneliness for the rest of their lives... There is not even a set of mahjong or poker here.

"Hey, hey, hey, is it necessary to be so tragic? Do you think so little of me? I may not be from Kassel Academy, but I'm close friends with your 'S'-level!" Old Tang shouted in dissatisfaction, "Even if you don't believe me, you should at least believe Mingming, right?"

At the mention of Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen suddenly stopped sobbing, Zhao Menghua looked up, and Gao Mi and Wan Boqian's gray eyes suddenly flickered with a glimmer of hope. They often browsed the Night Watcher forum and knew all about Lu Mingfei; he was truly a man who could bring about miracles. But hope was like a flash of light that pierced the night sky, always fleeting.

"What's the point?" Gao Mi's face turned pale again, and he sighed deeply, "You are not Lu Mingfei."

"Hey, who are you looking down on? Even though I'm the best at Interstellar, I've always been defeated by you, you know that?" Old Tang rolled up his sleeves. "Today, I'm going to show you that whether it's Interstellar or bloodline strength, I, Old Tang, am no worse than anyone else! How do you test this? Do you draw blood? How many tubes do you draw?"

"Blood test... no blood required." Gao Mi said weakly. This nonsensical guy looked like a complete layman. He had already given up hope. "It's in the first carriage. We'll take you to the door. You'll have to go in by yourself later."

"Cheer up and have some confidence in me, okay? Maybe something unexpected will happen." Old Tang patted Gao Mi's shoulder optimistically.

What an optimist! Gao Mi forced a smile towards Old Tang that was uglier than crying, and it was full of bitterness. He took Wan Boqian's hand and walked in front. Old Tang followed, but found that the other two seemed to have not kept up.

He looked back and saw the girl named Chen Wenwen still squatting on the ground, fiddling with the buttons on her dimly lit phone, probably still trying to squeeze in one last call. Zhao Menghua squatted beside her, his face also bitter. He reached out as if to hug the girl, but only patted her shoulder, mumbling something non-stop.

"Don't be so sad, now you know you can't be so stingy, right? You haven't even spent the mission fund you saved. We agreed to go to Tahiti, but you thought it was too expensive. You couldn't bear to eat the chocolate I gave you on Valentine's Day last year, so you kept it until this year, saying it was most valuable when it was displayed. You also said an engagement ring must not have diamonds..." It was Gao Mi's voice from before. Old Tang turned around and saw Gao Mi holding Wan Boqian's crying face, saying softly, "You can get out. Even if you can't, I will always be here with you... Even if it takes hundreds or thousands of years... There will always be a day when you can get out!"

But Gao Mi's hands were shaking, too. He was clearly terrified, wasn't he? Humans are such cowardly and contradictory creatures. Even when we ourselves have given up hope, we still have to squeeze out that shred of hope to share with our loved ones. It's like cheating.

Old Tang suddenly became dazed. Accompanying each other in loneliness for thousands of years, what a romantic statement… He seemed to have said something similar to someone before, telling him that loneliness is not scary. It’s only a few thousand years, just a big dream and a long sleep. So let’s accompany each other. What will devour you will always lead to the day when the battle flag is raised and the world is ruled by the king… A figure in white appeared in his memory, saying this to the child who was burned by fire on the high pole, and the word "Baidi" was written on the huge plaque that fell over.

But who were they? Old Tang couldn't remember.

"Is it annoying? Is it annoying? Is it annoying? Is it annoying?" Old Tang was getting a little irritable for no reason. He pointed at the two sobbing couples and said, "Why are you crying? I'm telling you that you have faith in me!"

Old Tang took a bold step forward. He pulled open the partition door of the first carriage, and the door slammed shut behind him. It was so majestic that it didn't seem like he was stepping into the empty dark carriage alone, but more like he was driving everyone out of his world.

"Oh right, I've been feeling something's wrong ever since a while ago, and I finally remembered." Zhao Menghua suddenly stood up from beside Chen Wenwen. "When that guy came in just now, was there any voice prompt?"

"No." Gao Mi was suddenly stunned. He was the first one to come in. When the four of them started to board this strange train, a childish voice would be heard from the public address system. In a joking tone, it reminded them to go to the first carriage to test their bloodline, and then told them the rules of the game.

Perhaps it had been so long since anyone had come that Gao Mi had almost forgotten about it. Now that she thought about it, the four of them had all given hints, so why hadn't the guy named Old Tang? Could it be that...

The electric current passed through with a "sizzle", and rows of dusty incandescent bulbs suddenly lit up. A childish voice was heard from the loudspeaker system: "What are you doing here? Did your brother tell you about it?" There was a hint of panic in the boy's voice.

Everyone in the carriage stared at each other in amazement. No one knew what had happened in the first carriage. The whole train suddenly stopped, making everyone stagger. The doors of each carriage opened quickly, and rust peeled off them.

"Get out, get out, get out! Get out of the car!" the boy's voice boomed over the PA system again. "I don't want to play with you!"

Everyone was petrified on the spot... Aren't people trapped here forever unable to leave? What was with this indifferent tone?

"Okay, okay, Fenrir, this is my friend, the old Tang man is very nice, let him in, he will play with you." Another mature male voice sounded over the PA system.

"Lu Mingfei?" Chen Wenwen was stunned and murmured, "That's Lu Mingfei's voice! Is that you, Lu Mingfei?"

But her question fell on deaf ears, and the voice did not respond to her.

"You promise?" The childish voice was full of doubt.

"Promise." A mature male voice said, "Let the others go. They'll die here. If they die, everything will be gone. It's not fun. Others will come."

"Okay." The childish voice compromised.

Suddenly, a circle of rock rolled up on the rocky road of the railway track, and one end of the train was suddenly pushed up, causing the body of the train to tilt. Gao Mi and the other three were caught off guard and fell onto the platform from the open carriage door, just like four dolls that were thrown away by their owner after they got tired of playing with them.

The doors slammed shut, and the train roared to life, as if afraid they'd step on it again. The four sat on the platform, oblivious to the pain and surging hunger. They stared blankly at the departing train, unable to believe that one moment they'd tragically entrusted their lives to someone else, and the next, they'd escaped.

"Ming Fei..." Chen Wenwen was in a daze for a long time.

"Hahahaha, it turns out there really are gods and ghosts in this world..." Zhao Menghua's eyes were empty, and he laughed uncontrollably and cried loudly at times, as if he couldn't bear the successive blows and went crazy.

The train sped along. In the first carriage, Old Tang withdrew his hand. He looked at the red word "Spill-over" on the display screen, thoughtfully.

"Spill-over" means "overflowing". When he reached out to the tester, the original number of "40.55%" began to soar rapidly, and then ran wildly. Then the alarm sounded, and the red word "Spill-over" flashed dazzlingly.

"Really? It turns out I'm really such an incredible guy..." Old Tang's tone was faint, like a question, but also like a sigh.

……

Lu Mingfei sat on the spindle-shaped concrete platform with his back against a rock wall covered with traces of artificial excavation. The rock wall was tall and magnificent, and retained a huge amount of engineering work, like a mountain with its interior hollowed out. However, this was not a mountain, it was already a hundred meters deep underground.

The caves that extend in all directions are pitch black. They are the tunnels of the trains, like a maze. The recognized guys will come here by taking the train from the Nibelungen. It seems that Lu Mingfei is the first guy to come here.

In his hand was a bag of blue potato chips, Italian red, and in front of him was a heavy, square box. It was an old-fashioned television set from 18, with two towering antennas. It was playing Stephen Chow's "God of Gamblers." The TV was occasionally lit by snow, indicating that the signal was weak.

But where does the signal come from in a deep well a hundred meters underground?

A rumbling sound came from one of the tunnels, indicating that another train had arrived. Lu Mingfei heard a rustling sound beside him. He gently patted the rock wall behind him and said softly, "Be good, he is my good friend, just like you, he won't do anything rash."

His movements and tone were gentle, as if he was comforting a restless child.

The train pulled onto the platform, and Old Tang emerged from the first carriage. Lu Mingfei waved enthusiastically at him, "Hey, Old Tang, you're here! Tired of playing StarCraft? Everyone's not here yet, come watch TV together."

"How dare you bring that up? You just left me behind and ran away? Do you know how long I've been wandering around in this damn place?" Old Tang said dissatisfiedly.

"Huh? Didn't you receive my message? I didn't really want you to come." Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "But you came anyway. Sigh, sometimes fate is really strange..."

"Hey, stop playing dumb!" Old Tang glared. "What the hell is going on in this place? A strange car, four strange people in it, and a strange voice sent me to this strange place... Where's that strange boy who was talking to you over the PA system just now?"

"Here he is. He's a little afraid of you, so he hid in advance." Lu Mingfei patted the rock wall behind him.

"Why are you afraid of me? I don't eat humans..." Old Tang's words were stuck in his throat. His eyes were fixed on the "rock wall" behind Lu Mingfei, and his eyes were almost popping out.

People's eyes will always look towards the glowing place, so he first noticed the two slowly flashing lights embedded in the wall. The lights emitted a yellow light, but it was not warm, but instead gave off a biting chill... Because deep inside were two golden vertical pupils!

Those golden pupils looked at Old Tang, blinked twice, and then the entire "rock wall" shrank inward a little, covered with cracks like giant black pythons. Debris fell from the cracks, raising a cloud of dust. Lu Mingfei, hugging the TV below, shouted, "Hey, don't break your TV!"

"What the hell!" Old Tang screamed.

That wasn't a yellow light, nor was it a rock wall! It was a real dragon!

His body was covered in stone-black scales that interlocked, making metallic clangs as they rubbed against each other. His protruding face was covered in a thick layer of bone armor. Even crawling on the ground, he stood tens of meters tall. Yet, this was only the exposed part of him! His body merged with the true mountain behind him, as if it had grown from within!