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370. Mutual warmth

"This kid had many ways to escape, but the guy who mastered the word spirit captured his companion, a little girl. He did something completely inconsistent with the rules of dragons. He carried the black spur and kept walking along the way.

Kill people everywhere and forcefully push towards the explosive heart."

Lu Lincheng said: "The people he killed were actually bait. He probably didn't expect that a nuclear explosion was waiting for him. "Rhine" was indeed released, but I survived. Because the child took the child

The girl held him in his arms and blocked the shock wave with her back, while I was right in front of him."

He let out a long sigh, "He is such a lonely child, so he is unwilling to give up his last companion."

Lu Lincheng continued: "I fainted. When I woke up, hundreds of square kilometers of forest in front of me were burned to ashes by the Rhine. The surrounding snow also melted. The child was lying on the explosive spot, but the girl was

Disappeared. He was actually still alive. He could not kill him even with "Rhine" at close range, but he temporarily lost the ability to move. So the spear you saw was air-dropped to me, and I pierced it into his chest with my own hands.

Heart, the name of that gun is..."

"Kungunir, the Spear of Destiny, is Odin's weapon in Norse mythology." Lu Mingfei said softly.

"Have you seen that gun?" Lu Lincheng was surprised.

"Many times..." Lu Mingfei paused, "I remember it was broken."

Lu Lincheng shook his head when he heard this, "No, this is impossible. Kungunir has appeared many times in history, but they all seem to be some kind of imitations. Although they have similar abilities, they are incomparable to the real body.

Kungunir has been a collection of the Secret Party for many years. It is a very terrifying weapon. Anyone who comes into contact with it will die immediately. Therefore, an ancestor of the Secret Party took it into a sarcophagus and then sank the sarcophagus into the sea.

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It is the gun of destiny and the gun of death, but even it cannot kill the child. It only seals the child's vitality. It may not be accurate to say that the seal is sealed. It should be the result of its death effect and the child's resuscitation effect.

Balance. He can't die and he can't wake up."

This statement is reasonable. Chu Zihang is just a substitute for Odin. If the Kungunir he is holding is genuine, the boss behind the scenes is too generous.

Lu Lincheng said: "The research on him has continued for many years, but we are still unable to determine whether he is the Dragon King. Apart from his incredible power, he is absolutely no different from humans. However, there are some results in the research, such as based on his subconscious mind.

We built this haven.

On the day he died, the interface that sheltered this safe haven would also collapse. We were worried about him dying and afraid that he would wake up, so Kungunir never pulled it out, and even used bronze pillars found in the ruins to create a special prison for him.

, hide him in the deepest pool of mercury."

"He said he is my brother." Lu Mingfei stared at him blankly.

"Son, you don't have a younger brother. Your consciousness has been eroded, maybe with me as the intermediate host." Lulincheng said softly: "Now, we know what the devil is that wants to devour you."

He stood up and patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder, "Have a good sleep. When you go home, everything will be solved."



It was late at night, and Lu Mingfei sat quietly in front of the window. It was surprisingly lively outside tonight. The original dim yellow lights were replaced with colorful ones. The boys and girls were setting up lights and having a snowball fight.

Christmas is coming soon. Although there are different religious beliefs, everyone agrees that Christmas is the biggest festival in the haven. Except for those on duty who must be on duty, everyone can enjoy the seven-day holiday because there is no way to leave the Nibelungen.

interface, so they always try their best to turn Haven into a paradise where you can play everywhere.

The last safe haven for mankind was built on the boy's corpse. Although he was not completely dead, his spirit was parasitic in the depths of Lu Mingfei's consciousness, possibly to turn Lu Mingfei into his next self.

It was really like a nightmare. Without those gorgeous lights outside the window, Lu Mingfei didn't know how he would have spent this night.

The so-called brotherhood was just a lie. His soul was eaten by the little devil one by one, so the little devil gradually transformed into his appearance, becoming more and more like him.

The little devil must have been a majestic monarch on a certain throne, right?

Fierce, cruel, majestic, and now as verbose as a hip-hop singer, these attributes should be the dregs of his soul. But what is the essence of his soul?

It doesn't seem to matter. I really don't know why a guy who rules the world chooses him as his host. Maybe he is hungry and can't choose what to eat? He really has no choice.

Just like those written in the cultivation books, a generation of demon kings died under the siege of righteous people. At the last moment, they had to choose a nearby dead person and use their bones to be reborn. After the rebirth, he looked at it and found that he was an authentic loser. He could not write anything.

If you are not good at martial arts, the older girl will ignore you and the younger girl will not love you, and even your parents will find it difficult to become a great person.

The Demon King had no choice but to quarrel with the other soul in his body while helping him pick up girls.

Thinking about it this way, it was the Demon Lord who was in trouble rather than the loser. Lu Mingfei smiled silently.

If one day the loser has to break up with the devil, who will be sadder, the loser or the devil?

Is he a loser? The end of the Demon Lord is that both body and soul will be destroyed. The loser will live in the aura of the Demon Lord for the rest of his life, but how to face the reality that he is actually a loser?

The beauties from all walks of life who have loved him will gradually disperse. The overlords from all over the world who once surrendered to him and wanted to call him daddy are now not even interested in cutting off his head. The swords and swords he collected in the past can no longer be lifted.

Should he choose to live or die and follow the devil?

Perhaps from the moment they became one, there was neither a demon nor a loser in the world, but only a monster. In this monster's body, the devil and the loser warmed to each other.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of Gu Chen. If he was a loser or a monster, what kind of existence was he? Is he as lonely as himself?

No, he met Lu Mingze, and Gu Chen met that girl as gorgeous as a summer flower.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound, and the strong wind blew open the double-layer insulated glass window. Blizzard poured in, snowflakes flew into the house, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Lu Mingfei's legs were disabled and he couldn't even stand up and close the window. Calling someone might not be of any use, as he would be swallowed up by the rumble of the snowstorm.

When these Khrushchev Buildings were built, the walls were extremely thick for thermal insulation, and the sound insulation effect was excellent.

He was hurriedly reaching for the window when he suddenly turned around and tried to stand up as soon as he supported the wheelchair with his arms.

Because he heard the footsteps behind him, it was hard to believe that he could hear such clear footsteps in the violent wind and snow. It was the visit of an old friend who came through the snow.

A thin black shadow was cast on the ground, not Lu Mingze, but a thin girl in pajamas.

She stood barefoot in the snow, with her long white-gold hair hanging loose. The light from the window shone on her naked arms, flowing with a cold glow, as if shining on a white marble sculpture.

It was the child Lu Mingfei had seen through the window. He seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
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