Chapter 94: The Order of the Dragon Slave, (seeking a monthly ticket)
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The woman knelt down in front of Fu Nian, her head firmly pressed against the water-patterned floor.
Her loose hair clung to her lace-like cheongsam skirt.
The woman is trembling slightly,
But this is not surrender.
But struggle.
Although he surrendered to the Dragon King, he could only be loyal to one master.
Fu Nian stared at the woman's shoulders through the woman's black silk satin-like clothes.
In the looming gap in the lace, the white shoulders were as smooth and shiny as milk.
Fu Nian raised a claw with one hand and held the remote control.
hiss!
A crisp sound of clothes being ripped off echoed in the surrounding waters.
The clothes on the woman's back shoulders were suddenly torn apart.
The fair skin was instantly exposed to the surrounding air. The woman's voice became rapid, with a slight hum in her breathing. Her body began to rise and fall and tremble violently.
In the end, she failed to struggle. Her hot breathing sounded extremely heavy in the air. Silk sweat stuck to her fair skin along her hair.
Fu Nian's eyes focused on a mark on the woman's shoulder.
It was a circular mark, and at this moment the mark was emitting a fiery light. It was like a brand engraved on the woman's body.
"Mark?" Fu Nian stared at the mark on the woman and was slightly stunned.
A memory from the past appeared in Fu Nian's memory, slowly opening an unknown chapter in the past history.
This is a mark of status symbol, a kind of Nibelung entry and exit pass granted by the Dragon King. It is a symbol of the identity of the admitted person by the Dragon King.
But why does this mark feel a bit familiar?
Fu Nian stared at the position on the woman's shoulder, his eyes revealing his thoughts.
suddenly,
A thought suddenly passed through his mind. A figure suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
Chu Zihang!
There is also such a circular mark on Chu Zihang's back shoulder. Although the two are not exactly the same, they are very similar.
Fu Nian suddenly thought of something, and his eyes showed seriousness.
Could it be that Chu Zihang... No.
Fu Nian shook his head and rejected the idea in his mind.
Chu Zihang is not a deadpool, this is something he can be sure of.
Deadpool has an irresistible obedience to his orders. Just like the three people now, even if they don't obey him, they will still be afraid of themselves.
This is something Chu Zihang does not possess.
Then why does Chu Zihang have the mark of the Dragon King on his body?
Fu Nian frowned.
His eyes slowly fell on the woman lying on the ground below.
Deadpool will not resist the Dragon King's orders,
unless
Unless it conflicts with the Dragon King’s order!
Is there a Dragon King hidden behind this?
Fu Nian's brows relaxed a little.
I finally met him. After coming out of the underground tunnel for so long, he was finally going to come into contact with the Dragon King again!
For a moment, the arrogant cracks in Long Pu's eyes showed some expectation.
"Raise your head." Fu Nian opened his mouth slightly.
The woman instantly felt that the heavy weight on her head disappeared, and a stagnant feeling suddenly spread.
From the neck up, she returned to normal.
She looked at the face in front of her.
There was an indescribable look in his eyes.
fear,
struggle,
And respect, surrender...
Conflicting emotions are like countless tributaries converging into the main river, flowing together in the eyes...
Fu Nian stared at the pretty face of the woman below. Her beauty was full of classical charm, with a hint of flushing that had not subsided, and the slightly messy hair beside her ears.
The woman seemed to have just emerged from the water, with a sexy and touching look that made people want to bite her on the face.
"What's your name?" Fu Nian turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him. His dull eyes were mixed with indifference.
Would you appreciate the beauty of a servant?
joke.
From the day she fell into Deadpool, her life was marked with the mark of slavery.
Although she is a high-level deadpool, in the eyes of the Dragon King, there has never been any essential difference between them.
Unless they go that route.
"Sakurai Manko."
The woman struggled to speak. Between the resistance of her subjective consciousness and her instinctive surrender, she made a difficult choice.
Fu Nian noticed that the blazing mark behind her had become darker and darker at that moment, like boiling water. The woman frowned, and fine beads of sweat slid down her cheeks.
"Japanese?" Fu Nian was suddenly stunned.
The woman nodded.
"When were you born?" Fu Nian looked at the other person's raised pretty face carefully, and suddenly thought of a question.
"The thirty-third year of Emperor Meishi's reign. The year 1900 of the Gregorian calendar."
"Sure enough." Fu Nian put his index finger on the other person's chin, and gently rubbed Wanzi's cheek with his thumb.
The smooth and tender texture shows no trace of time lag at all.
"Then why are you wearing a Chinese cheongsam?" Fu Nian stared at the other party's black cheongsam with lace trim.
This is not a wide and straight orthodox Manchu cheongsam, but a modern style that has been improved in later generations and has a slim shape that highlights the figure.
"I...well! I..." The woman's struggle became more intense, as if there was a powerful force deep in her subconscious preventing her from speaking.
At this moment, Fu Nian actually felt a familiar coercion emanating from the woman.
This coercion was also full of power and looseness. Fu Nian could even imagine the other party's careless gesture when using the brand.
His eyes were full of disapproval.
"Is that so?" Fu Nian stared at the woman with a painful face.
The index finger was raised slightly, and the woman's raised chin suddenly became whiter and slender.
Fu Nianlong's eyes gradually became serious, and the surrounding golden light became more and more fiery. The hazy colors completely enveloped the two people, and the most concentrated color formed a golden bridge between the two eyes.
The surroundings began to become unreal, and the air began to vibrate uncontrollably. Violent vibrations, crazy vibrations...
From a bird's eye view, with Fu Nian as the center, the surrounding seawater began to gather crazily, and the violent vibrations caused the body of Chu Zihang, who was fighting in the distance, to begin to shake.
Suddenly a deep voice appeared in the air.
"I Fenrir! In the name of the earth and the mountains, I activate the order of the Dragon Slave, and you are allowed to pay my order with your blood."
The obscure dragon text began to chant, and the hot golden color seemed to melt under the surrounding dragon power field,
In the distance, the little girl's head was almost buried in the water, clinging to the surface without even daring to raise her head.
Longwei rushed into the woman's eyes with unparalleled power. In the red-gold eyes, the round pupils were suddenly opened by the huge force.
The woman opened her mouth wide and moaned silently.
Power is still being injected, and the huge golden light around is still gathering...
suddenly!
Fu Nian's majestic and indomitable strength suddenly stagnated.
Fu Nian's eyes narrowed and he stared at the horse that appeared in front of him. Immediately, a hazy silver knight was holding a spear and charging towards Fu Nian in an invincible formation!
Roar!
Fu Nian roared angrily!
An invisible magnetic field barrier instantly appeared in front of Fu Nian, blocking the spear-like weapon in front of him.
Immediately following, Fu Nian's body was filled with unrivaled coercion, which suddenly pressed down on the knight with heavy pressure from the center of the earth.
boom!
A dull loud noise suddenly spread in front of Fu Nian, and the hazy figure suddenly collapsed in front of Fu Nian.
The power of the brand here is too weak. Although it carries strong pressure, it cannot withstand the gravity exerted by Fu Nian on the opponent's body.