Chapter 126: The friendship between man and dragon?

"People from Kassel Academy, what's the matter with me?"

The tone of the leader was not arrogant, but he could only say that he looked down on them at all. He looked extremely proud, and he only had to lift his hooked nose and face everyone with his nostrils.

This arrogant attitude was so scared that Finger shivered. He stopped eating and ran to the head of the knight with a drink, as if he was about to accept his head and bow.

The knight reached out and was about to take the drink. Unexpectedly, this guy from Kassel Academy, who looked extremely timid, had a slippery hand, and the yellow drink was poured over his white robe.

"Oh, look, I'm really careless. You guys are here. Let's see, my bed sheets are almost as white as your clothes, so I'll send you my bed sheets back.

This, well, uncle in white robe, that is my favorite bed sheet. As compensation, your clothes are not enough, why don’t you add one or two hundred and eight hundred thousand?"

He showed extremely false apology, as if he was really apologizing for his faults, but as long as he was a discerning person, he knew that he was fighting back against the other party's arrogant arrogance.

But seeing his slutty smile, the woman with a curvy face covered her mouth and chuckled, and was amused by this scene.

“Is this the guy from Kassel Academy?”

The Knight's entire face turned dark, the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, and his hands were clenched into fists. It can be seen that he is extremely patient now.

He was patient, but his men drew their weapons directly, very down-to-earth, all of which were modern hot weapons. The dark muzzles were all aimed at Finger, who offended the Knights. In that posture, he had the determination to shoot at a disagreement.

“Very good, very good.”

The knight lowered his head and looked at his pure robe. At this time, the yellow pigment was soaked in it. Seeing this scene, his clenched fists loosened.

"Maybe you need to eat some fruit to calm down. I have to say that the fruit you provide is still good, just to relieve the greasiness of the burger you just ate."

Lu Mingfei weighed a few dark purple cherries in his hand, as if he was fiddling with treasures from the world.

"Just like it." The knight's expression was hideous, like a devil coming out of hell, and he stretched out his palm in that moment.

He punched Finger straight in the face, and he would not stop until he hit a red one.

But Finger, at this time, lay down on the ground like a fake wine, passing by the broken fist, muttering while lying.

"Why is my head a little dizzy? Let me lie down for a while."

Good guy, the Knight has never met such an arrogant person. He looked at the man lying on the ground as if he wanted to eat people.

He didn't believe that he couldn't hit this guy. It was just a coincidence that he raised his foot and stepped down heavily, and Finger turned over accurately again.

The Knight turned to kick, and Finger stood up and stretched, as if he had been sleeping for a long time.

The knight was furious, and his green pupils were instantly dyed with golden and dark golden pupils. He opened his dragon bloodline.

Then he whipped the extremely arrogant guy with a blow. He must give this guy a good look, but he actually made such a big fool in front of the zodiac sign, and even laughed at him wantonly.

Damn, this man deserves to die. He actually mocked the perfect mixed race, which was even more serious than trampling on his life.

The whip legs sucked the air. It turned out that Finger bent down and picked up the drink bottle. "Littering is immoral, and it is worth a little money no matter what."

The knight fled at his abdomen without believing in evil, but he didn't believe it and hit him at this part, and he still had a chance to hide.

There was indeed a chance that his fist brushed across Finger's suit and hit the floor straight, smashing the layer directly.

Finger, without knowing that he could easily turn his side, broke the Knight who was thinking about the offensive method and walked to the fruit plate with a swagger.

"Tap." ×N

That was the sound of the Knights' subordinates opening their pistol insurance. They didn't care about Cassel Academy at all. In their minds, the Temple of Solomon is the greatest organization.

If someone dares to laugh at the knights, it is mocking the entire Solomon Temple Association, that is, mocking them. After all, they use death to tell the people who laugh at the temple that the temple will not be deceived.

"You are not suitable for playing with this kind of toy, so I'll keep it for you."

The soil and petroleum turned into tentacles and snatched the guns in their hands. The speed was so fast that they had no time to react.

Moreover, the man, these soldiers looked at Lu Mingfei in horror, did not light up his golden eyes, and did not open the dragon tribe bloodline. He did not recite the dragon text. The thing just now was not an effect caused by the Spirit of Words.

This was completely out of their cognitive scope. They thought that no matter how powerful the spirit of the opposite side was, as long as they started singing, they would use guns to tell them that the times have changed.

But now, the young and indifferent young man told them that the times have changed, and they have become a shocked party.

The knight in his anger didn't care so much. He moved his fist out of the pit he smashed out and pulled out the sword hanging from his waist.

It was a cross sword with silver flashing in an ancient style, and of course it was also very ancient. The history of this cross sword can be traced back to the Knights Templar and was the sword of one of the nine knights at that time.

This is an alchemy weapon forged by the famous alchemist at that time. Its effect is worthy of its reputation. It was given to the high-risk spoken spirit known to mankind - the Holy Prison.

This is the Spirit of Word that is said to be a must-win, just like the sanctions issued by the gods in heaven, and no one can escape the judgment of this Spirit of Word.

[The name of the sinner is crucified and will never escape the divine verdict] - The great alchemist Nicholas Flamel once described this spirit of words.

The knight will use this sure-win silver cross sword to tear the enemy in front of him and repay his usurpation against him.

A beautiful silver flash passed through the air, with no skill at all, and the pure sense of power seemed to be waving not a sword, but a hammer.

The Silver Cross Sword slashed at Finger's neck with the light. He was just trying to kill him without leaving any room for anything. Now he just wanted to eliminate this guy who mocked him.

Without illuminating the bloodline of the dragon clan and not opening the spirit of the Word, he would not believe that this person could block his sword. If he dared to tease him so sir, he would have to pay the price.

Everything seemed to have settled, Finger's death was destined, but the man who had been ignorant still had a smile on his lips at this moment, as if he had not seen this sword that must be won.

The Knight didn't understand why this man still showed such a confident smile at this time. He seemed to know what would happen later. He had never had the smile that controls everything.

He suddenly became a little frightened, but the arrow had to be fired on the string. He gritted his teeth hard, and the sword in his hand was carrying a stronger force and headed towards the target.

Impossible, impossible, how could such a cheap person be such a powerful existence? How could he guess that this weapon was applied for for this mission.

How could outsiders know that, let alone the specific effect of this sword? This is just because I was overthinking, but that slutty guy was so nervous that he smiled like this.

The sword stopped in front of his neck. At that slight distance, he even felt that the blade could be pushed lightly to break the blood vessels of this slutty guy.

But he could not advance. Even if he wanted to activate the sacred effect of the Silver Cross Sword, he would definitely strain his muscles, and even cause his body to overload and die.

The young and inconspicuous young man, sitting in his seat like an East Asian man next door, raised his hand as if he was raising a bottle of water.

The knight couldn't even see any changes in the expression of the child next door, just like he invited himself to eat fruit before, and it was indescribable to feel relaxed and comfortable.

But this is even more terrifying. His efforts are just like someone else's casual blow.

The Knight wanted to pull his hand out, but his hand seemed to be embedded in a rock, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move.

"What are you?"

In the dark and golden pupils, there was not majesty, but fear of the unknown. He looked at the young man's black pupils as if he had seen something incredible.

"If you can't master the weapon, don't play around. The sword should be put into the sheath."

The knight's hand turned around the angle bit by bit with Lu Mingfei's hand. The alchemy weapon with the Holy Spirit was slowly returning to his scabbard.

The Knight was not without resistance, but he had already used his strength to take care of himself. However, no matter how hard the Knight tried, his hands seemed to be not his. He could only watch his weapon return to the scabbard.

At this moment, he was really scared. This black-haired and black-eyed East Asian man was like the gods in their myths, and nothing he could not do.

He did not resist any more, followed the movements of the young man in front of him and took the silver cross sword back into the scabbard.

And his subordinates, the soldiers, without hot weapons such as pistols, drew out their swords and surrounded Lu Mingfei and others.

"You guys retreat, no need."

The knight waved his hand with his other empty hand and finally changed into a kind smile. He gave in. He couldn't give in. He was afraid that he would explain here that he would still have great years to squander.

At this point, Lu Mingfei let go of his hand holding the sword. As if there was no conflict between the two sides, he sat calmly on both sides of the table.

"Then I wonder what your college is asking me for?"

The knight looked at Lu Mingfei with a nervous look. As for Finger beside him, he was ignored by him. This slutty guy, he would definitely chop him up next time he saw him.

Unfortunately, there is such a powerful existence around this person now, so he can only put away his hostility.

"The Temple Society stretched out a little long, and he intervened while performing tasks in the college executive department.

Angers, the leader of the Secret Party and the president of Cassel College, was extremely dissatisfied with your intervention in the dragon slaying incident and entrusted me to come and take a look."

"Misunderstanding, this is purely a misunderstanding. We just traced the traces of the dragon clan, adhered to the "Abraham Blood Deed" between the mixed races, and performed the duties of the mixed races.

We don’t know that this dragon clan is the target of the executive department of your college. This is the flood that rushes the Dragon King Temple. Since your college has sent support, we will withdraw immediately."

The knight is extremely serious in admitting his mistakes. It seems that he is really regretting it at first glance, but in fact, the temple will only admit his mistakes and will not correct them. This is the answer given by history.

"We are essentially for the same goal. Nowadays, the big fight is just a misunderstanding. As compensation, this is a card worth tens of millions of euros."

The Knight lifted up his yellow white robe and took out one from a pile of cards. They could be said to be carrying this kind of compensation gift with them.

Unfortunately, no one received it, and the card was lying quietly on the table full of fruits.

"Tell your true purpose, and your words will deceive others. As the maintainer of the Blood Covenant of Abraham, we must determine whether you have violated the contract.

Solomon Temple, now is the time for judgment, please do not make meaningless excuses.”

Lu Mingfei's smiling face slowly stood up, as cold as ice, without any emotion.

The knight couldn't believe it. He felt a power that was even more terrifying than the leader of the group, just like a god who had been in charge of the world for thousands of years.

After the young man looked up, he felt that the world was rejecting him, and endless pressure came from all directions to completely crush him into a meat pie.

Drops of sweat from his hooked nose condensed, condensed and fell down, wetting a piece of floor.

"You are joking. We are really just for the purpose of slaying dragons. We are also part of the mixed-race species. Slaying dragons is our responsibility. Since we find the traces of the dragon clan, we cannot give up."

He smiled embarrassedly, and complained in his heart.
To be continued...