Chapter 139 Your Name

"Waigang's unique skill!"

, Lu Mingfei yelled with a slumped face.

"Are you mistaken, old man? I have just trained my body, okay? I want to learn some of Wai Gang's secret skills!"

A sharp sound breaking through the air.

At the same time, there was also an embarrassed look of a young man jumping on his feet and crying out in pain.

The master who looks like an iron tower smokes wicker sticks, and his face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu."

The junior sister quietly rubbed him twice to relieve the pain.

Using the method of transmitting sounds into secrets, the girl's helpless voice rang in Lu Mingfei's ears.

"Say less, Senior Brother Lu."

"Master must have a reason for doing this."

Lu Mingfei curled his lips and finally stood calmly with his head lowered.

"Master, master!"

The little junior sister jumped up and down lively, and her pretty eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled.

"Just now you mentioned the Kunpeng shape among the hundreds of mythical beasts!"

"The world is extremely fast, and I can even fly in the air at high and deep places, and then what?"

The tower-like man sighed inaudibly and stared at Lu Mingfei again.

"Aren't you asking me why I want to teach Waigang's secret art?"

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, but his junior sister overtook him.

"Senior Brother Lu is just curious. Master, please don't worry."

The master shook his head.

A look of reminiscence came over his face.

The junior sister pursed her lips, stood up obediently, and pulled the corner of Lu Mingfei's clothes, and stopped talking.

"I have a special method here."

"Using this method, even inhuman beings and even body refining can use Kai Wai Gang's unique skills."

"Wow!"

Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

"So handsome!"

The master glanced at him lightly.

Lu Mingfei immediately lowered his head and shut up.

The junior sister secretly winked at him.

Lu Mingfei laughed again.

"However, if you use this method, you will die."

This time, Lu Mingfei was not the only one who was shocked.

The junior sister also widened her eyes.

"I'll... I'll die!"

Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

"Isn't that the same life span between heaven and earth?"

Wait for the two kids to calm down.

Master Fang said slowly.

"It's too arbitrary to say that you will definitely die. Warriors have different physiques and different cultivation levels. If you use this method to perform Waigang's unique skills, the price you pay will naturally be different."

He gave an example casually.

"If a warrior at the inhuman peak uses Wai Gang's secret skill forcibly, as long as he is promoted to Wai Gang within a short period of time, he will be fine."

"Oh, that."

Lu Mingfei nodded in understanding.

He didn't notice that the junior sister beside him lowered her eyes and hid her gaze.

"The premise is that this inhuman only uses one secret skill."

The master said softly.

Lu Mingfei didn't understand. What would happen if this non-human had used many unique skills?

The master said nothing.

He just looked at Lu Mingfei.

"You kid, you have a special constitution, so you can barely use this method."

"I!"

Lu Mingfei pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Why should I learn this! Old man, you told me you will die if you use it!"

"First of all, it's not necessarily death."

the master said.

"With your kid's physique, you can survive a narrow escape, but there is still a glimmer of hope."

"It's not like you have to die."

Lu Mingfei muttered.

"Secondly."

The master was speechless for a long time.

Lu Mingfei felt strange and looked up.

He froze.

Lu Mingfei had never seen his master look like this before.

Complex, there is no word to describe it except complex.

Just listen to this man.

"There are always things that a person must do in his life."

"It's okay to sacrifice your life."

"If at this juncture, there is a lack of strength."

"It would be better to die."

After saying this, he looked deeply at Lu Mingfei.

"Let me ask you again, whether you want to learn this method or not."

He will die!

A narrow escape from death!

A glimmer of hope or something, if it happens to me, the probability of 1 in 10 is not small.

You only have one life!

One thought after another seemed to burst Lu Mingfei's mind.

If it were a comic, he would probably be overloaded and smoking.

You see, it’s better not to learn. It’s so dangerous. If you die, you’ll lose everything.

Lu Mingfei tried hard to convince himself.

But the look from the master was always lingering in his mind.

Will there be one?

he asked himself.

Something more important than life.

No matter how much I think about it, this kind of plot like a hot-blooded royal novel would never happen to me.

But, but.

What if?

What if one day I don't have enough strength?

It's so sad.

"Say yes, there is a chance of survival."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and scratched his face, full of tangles.

"Still, let's learn."

He suddenly asked cautiously.

"It can also be used for body training."

There was a smile in the master's eyes for a moment.

Faint, very slight, but full of relief.

"As long as you are not afraid of death, you can refine your body and use it whatever you want."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

…………

There was a sudden strong wind in the noisy restaurant.

Chen Wenwen's white skirt was almost torn by the blow.

While Zhao Menghua was adjusting his hairstyle, he blocked Chen Wenwen with his body and cursed.

"Who opened the window? It's so windy, I'm going to die!"

But the strong wind is no longer something that can be caused by opening the windows.

Some people are reminded of the dandelions from a few years ago.

It was a typhoon that almost flooded the entire city.

But how is it possible!

They were eating in the restaurant.

A typhoon blowing in the restaurant?

What a joke.

The students at Shilan Middle School were whispering to each other, looking around amid the mess of cups and plates in the room, curious about what happened.

A table of five thousand dishes was scattered all over the floor and no one cared.

The murmurs of discussion almost knocked down the ceiling.

In the chaotic situation, only one person remained calm.

Su Xiaoqiang.

The girl sat motionless on the chair, out of tune with her surroundings.

She looked at the open window from a distance.

The young man's words seemed to still echo in his ears.

At that time, she asked Lu Mingfei what martial arts was. If possible, Su Xiaoqiang would like to ask the young man to demonstrate it.

But before the words came out, Lu Mingfei said softly.

"The Hundred Forms of Divine Beasts: Kunpeng."

What's this?

As soon as questions like this came to mind, a strong wind suddenly rose from the spot.

Before Su Xiaoqiang could react.

The entire hall was in a mess as if a typhoon had passed through.

The cutlery and dishes were shattered on the floor.

Tables, chairs and benches were all rattling and crooked.

There are girls screaming and boys shouting.

She, Su Xiaoqiang, was the only one sitting quietly.

Maybe she was the only one who knew what happened.

The boy who was sitting next to her a minute ago.

The young man who confidently said, "Martial arts is the best."

Gone.

"Kunpeng."

Su Xiaoqiang murmured.

…………

"what is that!"

Potato Chip Girl rested her hands on the bed, her face almost touching the screen of her laptop.

She stared at the picture displayed on the screen.

A red dot jumped from the seventh floor of the Regent Hotel with a desperate momentum.

But he didn't fall to death as imagined.

he!

he!

He is actually moving forward!

"How did you do it!"

"Have you got wings?"

"Master Lu hasn't landed yet!"

Question after question spewed out like a machine gun.

Potato Chip Girl's eyes widened.

She rolled over and jumped out of bed, running with her bare feet on the carpet, and pushed open the study door.

Here, a row of computer hosts are arranged like a honeycomb, and the momentum of a large number of fans operating together is comparable to that of thousands of troops. She is the commander of this army.

Throwing herself into the computer chair in a few steps, Potato Chip Girl spun around in a circle due to inertia. She did not waste this process. Her fingers were tapping quickly on the keyboard of the laptop. When she stopped, there were thirty-six sets of displays connected in series in front of her. matrix.

She scrolled up the notebook.

The server behind it started.

The fan is blowing like crazy.

The screen flashes.

From the seventh floor window of the Regent Hotel.

Go to the camera of a supermarket chain ten meters away.

Speed ​​camera fifty-four meters away.

"Damn it!"

She cursed.

"Which bastard dares to compete with me for authority!"

Potato Chip Girl's ten fingers almost caused sparks to hit the keyboard.

If this was not a specially-made device, with her hybrid strength, it would have been declared useless.

"Can't grab it!"

Potato Chip Girl looked up to the sky and screamed sadly.

The next second she rubbed her face again.

"This information is almost complete."

The matrix module of the display screen was constantly playing the surveillance footage she had finally snatched.

It has been placed at the slowest and slowest level.

Almost only the pixels visible to the naked eye remain on the screen.

In view of the camera accuracy of terminal equipment, this level is the limit.

But not enough. Far from enough.

The server is nearly overloaded at full power.

Chip girls don’t have to count on them either.

He leaned all his weight on the back of the chair.

She faced a matrix of thirty-six screens.

Light up the golden eyes.

Then came a solemn face.

All the pictures were gathered in her mind, arranged, and then deduced.

This is more terrifying computing power than the server group in the entire room.

No.

It is still unclear whether even a supercomputer can compare with her calculation ability at this moment.

Not just anyone can help the boss manage the accounts!

Omitted pixels are patched, filled, and then rendered.

Picture after picture, no different from a mosaic, quickly became clear.

Until she saw it.

That boy.

Young Master.

Lu Mingfei.

He jumped from the seventh floor.

Then he stepped on the air!

Not the wall.

Not the road.

It's air!

He actually achieved a car comparable to Maybach by stamping on the air, no, equation, no!

There is no car that can compare with the speed of the young man at this moment.

"What on earth is this..."

Potato Chip Girl murmured.

"What a monster!"

From hotels, to churches.

The wind rises from the plains.

The trees on the green belt rustled.

Banners with yellow characters on a red background and clearance prices flying high.

Girls in short skirts screamed and crouched in May weather.

No one knows what caused all this.

On the other side of the world, in Los Angeles, Cassel College.

Principal's office.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window. Angers, who was forced to wake up from tea time by Norma, had an expressionless face and quietly stared at the rapidly advancing red dot on the display screen.

Nothing can stop this red dot.

It is traveling at a speed that exceeds human imagination.

The wonder of human development to the 21st century, the jungle called reinforced concrete was like walking on flat ground under his feet.

At some point, Angers pulled out his folding knife.

This weapon has been with him for nearly a hundred years.

It was flying between the old man's fingers.

He lowered his head.

The blade of the folding knife reflected a pair of burning golden eyes.

"S-level?"

Some dark space.

There is no Emperor Wu, no beginning and no end.

Unexpected.

asked a cold woman.

"That is?"

The old man replied with a smile.

"The Promised One."

…………

church.

The artist was humming a song, mixing paints, and patiently recalling the sketches he had prepared in advance.

Actually, he prefers to call it a draft.

After all, the real work begins now.

Suddenly, he heard a loud bang from the direction of the church door.

Then there was a sharp sound breaking through the air from far to near.

what happens?

The man turned his head and looked curiously.

At this moment, he heard the girl's weak voice.

"You...you're here."

Then a young man answered.

"Well, I'm here."

The man blinked strangely.

people?

Why would there be anyone?

he thought doubtfully.

In order to create a quiet enough creative environment, didn't I kill all the staff?

The man turned to look.

In front of his materials, there was a Zhuozhuo young man.

His presence is so strong.

It seems that where it stands is the center of the world here.

All eyes should be turned to him.

This is the proper meaning.

The boy gently stroked the girl's downcast face.

At this moment, blood was flowing in the oars, corpses were scattered all over the field, and the setting sun reflected the independence of the man in black armor.

The painter almost choked.

What's this?

Hallucination?

How could there be such a realistic hallucination!

Hypnosis?

He didn't notice.

He just glanced at the back of the young man in front of him.

He was already stiff and sweating profusely.

Like a fox unable to move after seeing a tiger.

The truth is this.

No matter how cunning or rampant you fox is.

Seeing a tiger means nothing more than death.

The boy looked back.

The painter retreated hastily.

Suddenly he fell to the ground.

His eyes widened.

To the point where his eyes almost popped out.

The corners of his eyes burst out, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot and turned blue.

He stared hard at the young man's golden eyes.

calm.

A chilling calm.

The man suddenly laughed wildly.

He pointed at the boy.

She laughed until her whole body shook and her fingers trembled.

"what!"

"I thought something was wrong!"

"turn out to be……"

"It turns out you are also a god!"

"Really!"

"Scared to death, scared to death."

"I'll just say it."

"How could it be possible for a mortal to scare me?"

"They are also descendants of gods, so that makes sense!"

The man chattered.

He said while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The hands are still shaking.

The man laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed like a nervous wreck.

Lu Mingfei walked over, stopped in front of him, and looked down at him.

Quietly watching the man's crazy appearance.

"Is it because of blind eyes?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"What you call a god."

The man nodded convulsively.

Exaggerated smile.

He turned over on his hands and knees and knelt in front of Lu Mingfei, with his forehead touching the ground.

"Ah, I feel it!"

"Your noble bloodline!"

"What a great existence!"

"Please allow me, a humble reptile, to offer my devotion!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the man quietly.

Suddenly, he sighed.

"Bloodline?"

Lu Mingfei chewed the word carefully.

He smiled inexplicably.

"So, you respect someone."

"It's not because of knowledge, quality, character, or principles."

"But, blood."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"How sad."

He put his hand on the man's head.

"You said we are descendants of the gods."

The man nodded shakily.

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Said with a chuckle.

"Then, she, and the people outside, are what you call mortals."

The man raised his head cautiously and showed a dog-like smile.

"It is a mortal thing, my noble highness."

"Mortal things, not people."

"Your noble mouth speaks such dirty and despicable words, those mortal creatures should be honored to die."

Lu Mingfei closed.

He took a deep, deep breath.

""me.

He said.

"I hate self-righteous guys like you the most."

The man's face froze.

Some irresistible power has come.

His body, skin, muscles, tissues, nerves and even every cell.

All wailed.

Lu Mingfei's hand moved slowly, slowly, like the sky falling or a mountain falling, pressing down inch by inch.

"Killing someone is easy."

Lu Mingfei said.

"After all, humans are such fragile creatures."

"It's not like I've never seen torture."

"But, well, let's put it this way."

He is as relaxed as a good friend chatting.

"Have you ever seen Jifen?"

"Crush a biscuit into powder. It's easy."

"It takes strength to crush a stone into powder."

"As for people..."

"Oh, sorry."

"I almost forgot, you are not human."

Lu Mingfei smiled apologetically.

"Dear Mr. Divine."

Although Kunpengxing is said to be the fastest in the world, don't think that its power is small.

After all, it is Wai Gang's unique skill, and his personality is here. No matter how good a painter is, he is only an A-level hybrid, and he is not a pure dragon, a god? Ah.

Very quickly, less than a minute.

Lu Mingfei took back his hand.

He looked at the puddle on the ground curiously.

"what the hell."

"It turns out that even if you kill the god descendants, you won't be given explosive equipment."

Lu Mingfei walked towards the girl.

"Hey, don't sleep."

He smiled.

"Wake up, let's go have a barbecue."

"Drink."

The girl lowered her head, as quietly as if she was sleeping.

Also like dead.

Lu Mingfei's smile faded little by little.

In the end, there was only a calm, indifferent face with no expression at all.

"It's so lonely."

His sudden breath dispersed into white mist.

Lu Mingfei called out. .

"Hey, little devil."

"Here I am."

Lu Mingze walked solemnly from the darkness.

He stood next to Lu Mingfei and looked sadly at Lu Mingfei's side face.

"It's sad, brother."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly.

"What are you talking about?"

"sad?"

"There's nothing to be sad about."

The little devil's eyes became even sadder.

"Don't look like you're going to cry."

"She's not dead yet, is she?"

"If brother means brain-dead, that's true."

"That's fine."

Lu Mingfei went to see Lu Mingze.

"I remember what you said."

"That Yanling."

"As long as there is breath left, people can be saved."

Lu Mingze lowered his eyes.

"Um."

He responded.

Before Lu Mingfei could breathe a sigh of relief.

Just listen to the little devil continue talking.

"But brother, you can't."

"Why?"

"Personality."

Lu Mingze sighed sadly.

"You haven't used the authority of this speaking spirit yet."

"Bronze and Fire..."

The little devil shook his head.

"not enough"

"Brother, it's not enough."

"unless."

The little devil lit up his golden eyes.

He looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Let's deal."

"elder brother."

"Exchange your life for authority."

"A quarter is enough."

Lu Mingfei thought about it seriously.

He smiled.

Rubbing the little devil's hair vigorously.

"You almost succeeded, kid."

"I won't be fooled."

Lu Mingfei took out the bronze mask.

The mask originally had only two cracks.

At this moment, it was actually criss-crossing and densely packed.

The little devil frowned.

"Brother, did you use his power to come here?"

"Ah, I don't want to either."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"Yam Luo took the initiative to bear the price for me, really."

"but."

"It's all thanks to him that I survived."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"It's just that I'm going to trouble you next."

The little devil seemed to understand something.

He hesitated to speak.

Finally said something.

"Is it worth it?"

"What are you talking about?"

Lu Mingfei put on a mask.

"I still owe her two thousand dollars."

"If the creditor is gone, I will be troubled."

He walked towards the girl.

"and."

"You have to rely on others to change things like fate."

"It's too sad."

"I'm not in the habit of bowing to fate."

Behind the scenes, the little devil laughed.

"That's right."

"Come on, brother."

Realm lifted.

Lu Mingfei, no, it is Yama.

He cupped the girl's face.

Look her straight in the eyes.

The cold and harsh voice sounded like a divine order.

He said.

"do not die!"

Something great and terrible happened.

Just at this moment.

Broken pieces of bronze fell on the girl's face.

Her eyelids twitched.

…………

Hey.

Boundless black.

The girl is sitting here.

He opened his eyes.

Seeing a familiar room.

She sat in the corner holding her knees.

At the desk by the window, a girl in a white dress lowered her head and wrote.

The warm sunshine shone on her young profile, giving it a jade-like luster.

So beautiful.

The network administrator girl stared at the girl in front of the window.

It’s me from many years ago.

Sure enough, do people remember the past before they die?

She suddenly thought of something and opened her eyes wide.

As she expected, soon, his voice sounded outside the window.

The girl who was writing raised her head in surprise and jumped to the window like a deer.

She saw a young man with broken hair riding a bicycle and waving to her.

The young man smiled brightly, shining in the sun.

He called her name.

"Xiaoya."

PS: The network management girl is Xiaoya.

This is not a divine twist, but a lot of foreshadowing.

For example, Lu Mingfei asked the network administrator girl Changmao who she was talking about: Xiaoya?

The girl said the guy was dead.

Later, when they were having barbecue, the girl said.

What is it if a person dies but still walks in the world?

Meaning, she is someone who died once.

Underneath the purple wristband are scars.

There are some similar foreshadowings.

The next chapter is memories.

If anyone is afraid to watch it, you can skip it.

I'm a little sad.

Anyway, the girl will survive.

No one will die anymore.