When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Kassel College, home of Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang.

"Ying Zheng," Xia Mi paused, his tone serious and solemn, "Or I should call him Qin Zheng, he is a person who is difficult to describe in words."

"He is a person who has never appeared since ancient times and may not appear again in the future, right?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"How do you know what I'm going to say?" Xia Mi blinked.

"You think I haven't seen Qin Shimingyue, right?" Lu Mingfei complained with empty eyes.

"Ahem," Xia Mi coughed twice, "But this is correct. At least among all the humans and hybrids I have seen in the past thousands of years, there are almost no people who can compare with Qin Zheng."

"How many emperors are there in history?" Lu Mingfei said.

"It's different. The other Eternal Emperors you mentioned only led other humans to build empires when dragons launched wars against humans and hybrids and killed the attacking dragons. Zoom in a little bit and treat the entire Central Plains as a City, then this is the so-called 'city defense battle'. They are the defenders and naturally have the advantage." Xia Mi shook his head, "Qin Zheng was different. In his time, Long occupied the main force in the Central Plains. He was the offensive The other dragons are the 'defenders', but he is the one who wins in the end."

"How did he win?"

This was not what Lu Mingfei asked, it was Xia Mi who couldn't help but say to herself - even if two thousand years have passed, she still can't understand how a mixed race can do this to even monarchs like her and Fenrir. Things that may not be possible.

She can't understand!

"Hmm... maybe it's because his last name is Ying?" Lu Mingfei guessed.

"Those two are not the same winner... No, that's not the point," Xia Mi waved his hand, "In short, the point is that he is very strong, and not only in strength, but also in heart. The dragons of that era are no longer strong. Think of him not as a hybrid anymore, but as one of your own kind.”

"If you ask me, his bloodline is very much like a dragon, but his heart is more like a dragon than his body," Xia Mi said seriously, "In fact, I now have some doubts about whether he is disguised as a hybrid dragon. "

"Is it so outrageous? And even though he was very strong, as a hybrid, he should have died young when he died, right? Do you know how he died?" This is what Lu Mingfei has always said. A question arises. Lu Mingze told him that Ying Zheng's bloodline is already strong enough to give birth to a giant dragon body. Even if it cannot be transformed into a cocoon, it should not be difficult to live for three to four hundred years, right?

"How did you die? He was cursed to death." Xia Mi shrugged.

"Curse...death?" Lu Mingfei blinked.

"Word Spirit, Bloodline Drawing," Xia Mi said, "The two princes chanted this Word Spirit together, cursing Qin Zheng's bloodline at the cost of draining his own life force and directly turning into a cocoon, causing his dragon blood to settle in his body. , and finally he died of dragon blood coagulating in the body, which in your modern medical terms is called thrombosis."

"By the way, the eggs of the two princes were later poured into two golden statues by Ying Zheng." Xia Mi added.

"Two princes are exchanged for one person."

Lu Mingfei once again sighed at the power of Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng was not a monk. It was a miracle that a mixed race could do this. But there was still one thing he didn't quite understand: "Those two Why did the prince go so far? Do you have to wait until the situation is over before you sacrifice yourself?"

"Early? I think it's early enough. When Qin Zheng destroyed Wei, the bloodline was already planted in him." Xia Mi said quietly.

"Destroy Wei?"

Lu Mingfei took out his cell phone and searched for the time when Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms and the time when Ying Zheng died.

Qin destroyed Wei in 225 BC, and Ying Zheng died in 210 BC...

Damn it? fifteen years? !

"Are you saying that Ying Zheng survived for fifteen years despite the curse imposed on him by the two princes who wasted their lives and used their blood to pull him?!"

Xia Mi nodded.

What kind of god is this?

"How long would you or Fenrir survive?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Bloodline attraction only depends on bloodline. Theoretically, Fenrir and I have the same bloodline, and we are both monarchs. It's just that the power he has is much stronger than mine, so he must be more resistant than me," Xia Mi thought. After a while, "If it were me, Fenrir could double that in about ten years."

Lu Mingfei:......

"No wonder all the dragons who survived that era began to unite. Their courage was broken..." Lu Mingfei was speechless. If Ying Zheng hadn't died in the end, he would have doubted whether Ying Zheng was actually a monk. .

"This is not good news," Xia Mi shook his head, "either for you or for me."

"Understood," Lu Mingfei nodded, "Aren't they planning to kill you and Fenrir to seize the power of the monarch?"

"Oh, they are destined to return without success." Xia Mi said disdainfully.

"What? Have you set up a dragnet a long time ago? Are Xiaoqiang and I worried about you in vain?"

Lu Mingfei was right. After all, Xia Mi was the monarch, the Nibelungs were her home turf, and Fenrir could be regarded as Lu Bu among the dragons. As long as he was prepared in advance...

"Fenrir and I have prepared the eggs in advance. After death, they will naturally cocoon in a sufficiently hidden place." Xia Mi said.

Lu Mingfei:......

He looked at Xia Mi with a very subtle look, which was extremely complex, mixed with realization, understanding, disappointment, ridicule, and contempt...

Sorry, it seems I overestimated you.

"Don't look at me like that! There are three princes and one presiding judge. Fenrir has not fully recovered yet. How can I fight them?" Xia Mi defended himself, "And as long as the dragon dies, his strength and spirit will disappear. The eggs flow from the keel. Unless there are no eggs, the strength and spirit will be trapped in the keel. As long as the eggs are prepared, we will not lose anything if they kill me and Fenrir."

"Is there no way to completely kill the dragon while it has eggs?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"First of all, no, and secondly, even if there is, do you think I can tell you?" Xia Mi spread his hands.

"You didn't." Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin.

"yes……"

Halfway through Xia Mi's words, Lu Mingfei raised his hand and waved. A huge metal box stood on the ground. Dragons roared and gold and iron chimed. The box fanned out to both sides, revealing seven ferocious weapons of different shapes. .

"That's a coincidence, I have it." Lu Mingfei smiled and patted the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Ah, hahaha, that... that's quite a coincidence..."

Xia Mi was also smiling, but it was a little stiff.

"Someone told me that as long as the seven deadly sins' domain of crime and punishment is opened, the target covered by it will not be able to be resurrected even if it has eggs. Junior sister, are you right?" Lu Mingfei's fingertips traced the hilt of Envy's sword, He looked at Xia Mi with a smile.

Xia Mi:......

"Okay, stop making trouble."

Su Xiaoqiang pinched Lu Mingfei gently and looked at Xia Mi: "Junior sister, don't worry, this set of weapons is not used to deal with you."

Xia Mifeng nodded calmly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior Sister," Lu Mingfei was still stroking the hilt of Envy's sword, and spoke in a very soft voice, but full of murderous intent, "Do you think that in order to kill you and Fenrir, the three princes and the chief judge will send out several Woolen cloth?"

"Come out in full force," Xia Mi said decisively, "I can be sure that they will concentrate all their strength to kill Fenrir and me completely."

"That's great," Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes, "Junior sister, how about we split the accounts then?"

"Thirty-seven points? What thirty-seven points..." Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, and his beautiful big eyes widened, "Fuck! What are you going to do?!"