"Just tap your forehead with my finger."
Yang An explained.
Hearing this, Su Xiaoqiang, who was so nervous that he was thinking wildly, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it that simple?"
"Otherwise?" Yang An had a natural expression and waved to Su Xiaoqiang who was retreating, "Come here quickly."
"Oh"
After Su Xiaoqiang hesitated, he chose to believe this man.
Her tearful eyes stared at Yang An, her mixed-race facial features tangled together, like a little fox with an exotic style, but she still took a step forward.
Let Yang An's finger tap lightly in the middle of her eyebrows!
The huge mental power belonging to Yang An poured into Su Xiaoqiang's mind.
The next moment.
Su Xiaoqiang's life experiences, her memories, joys and sorrows are also passively connected with Yang An's spiritual power.
There is a reason for Yang An's strange expression.
Spiritual imprint - Dragon King usually never thinks about clearing it after using it.
At least there is no way to clear Norton's memory.
So.
If Yang An uses the family mark on Su Xiaoqiang, then this little goddess will be labeled by him forever.
This does not seem to be consistent with Yang An's own desire for her to go back to being an ordinary person.
But then again.
From the moment the two met, Su Xiaoqiang has been involved in fate.
There is no going back.
After thinking about this, Yang An put aside his decision not to get too involved in Su Xiaoqiang's fate.
Think about it.
His enemies are all a group of non-human beings, a group of dragons who have ruled the world for thousands of years.
They are iron-blooded, cruel, arrogant, like to kill, and are never bound by morality and law.
Odin, who is brewing a conspiracy, Lu Mingze, who wants to take revenge on the four dragon kings, and even Herzog, who is very hateful and does not have the strength of the dragon king but has a heart of dragon, is just a puppet.
It would be too stupid for him to debate whether to drag an innocent girl into this war.
It’s just that Yang An didn’t expect.
When the spiritual brand was used, he could look through Su Xiaoqiang’s memories at will.
Everything about her was caught off guard and opened to Yang An.
Including Su Xiaoqiang's father is busy with business, and his mother is Portuguese. She had a conflict with her father and returned to her home country.
She was left alone in the empty villa, curled up in bed, sobbing silently.
And Su Xiaoqiang soaked naked in the warm bathtub to avoid the rumbling thunder outside.
And she has always been proud like a white swan. She seems cold and unkind, but in fact it’s because she doesn’t know how to make friends
Su Xiaoqiang’s classmates are all I think she is a high-spirited little goddess who never shows weakness.
But while she inherited Su's father's strong side, she also had the cowardly and timid side of a little girl. She just couldn't find a channel to express her feelings, so she could only bear it silently.
Everything about Su Xiaoqiang flashed before Yang An's eyes one by one.
At this time, Yang An can be regarded as the person who knows Su Xiaoqiang best.
In the dark.
A spiritual imprint belonging to the Lord of Bronze and Fire.
Appeared in Su Xiaoqiang's mind, and at the same time her forehead emitted a faint red light.
A fiery red scale appeared between Su Xiaoqiang's eyebrows, making the already beautiful mixed-race girl even more beautiful.
Then disappeared
Su Xiaoqiang opened his eyes blankly.
A faint golden light flashed at the bottom of the dark eyes, from lack of spirit to spirit!
Her fair cheeks were flushed in an instant.
"You lied to me!" Su Xiaoqiang screamed.
This branding is painless.
But she clearly felt that all her secrets were known to the man in front of her.
After taking a bath, she likes to look at her beauty in the mirror, admire herself, and imagine a more perfect figure.
When she was in class in junior high school, her aunt suddenly came to visit, frightening her and making her think that she was not going to die soon.
When others flatter her, call her beautiful, or call her a little goddess, she looks calm on the outside, but is happy on the inside.
Even after seeing Yang An, I was attracted by Yang An's appearance and temperament, and secretly stared at him all the way, and even thought of a Mary Sue plot for this purpose
Wait for everything.
Even relatives, it is impossible for all the secrets known to be exposed to Yang An.
No wonder Su Xiaoqiang was embarrassed and annoyed.
"I'm not interested in your secrets." Yang An glanced at Su Xiaoqiang calmly and said.
Hmph, a woman who only knows her face.
This is not his face, although it is slightly modified based on Yang An's face.
Also, 'He knelt on one knee in front of her and said piously, "Princess, please mount your horse." What the hell is this? This is a plot that normal people can imagine.
".Liar!"
Su Xiaoqiang is so shy that she has nothing to attach to. Now she just wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. How can she meet people.
At this moment.
“Shh!”
Yang An noticed that there were some slight changes in the dark viaduct branch road in front of him.
It was like there was a door slowly opening.
Coming!
It really works.
A gust of cold, damp wind blew suddenly from the fork in the road.
Su Xiaoqiang, who was still filled with grief and indignation, shuddered involuntarily, crossed his arms and looked at the fork in the road warily.
The elevated fork-in-the-road intersection that she didn't think was anything just now became eerie and terrifying now, like a huge bloody mouth that was about to swallow her up.
How scary!
The family brand is not without its benefits.
When Yang An's huge spiritual power swept through Su Xiaoqiang's sea of consciousness, he also left her a gift.
Let Su Xiaoqiang’s will become clearer.
Her mental power will also slowly increase, making her more responsive and smarter.
So, it is not surprising that Su Xiaoqiang can feel the aura of death coming from the open Nibelung gate.
After all, the Nibelungen is a country of the dead.
Su Xiaoqiang kept silent and subconsciously wanted to hide next to Yang An, somewhere where she felt safe.
But her shyness made her reluctant to get closer.
"Hold my hand." Yang An took the initiative to raise his right hand and handed it over.
Seeing Su Xiaoqiang's face full of reluctance and hesitation.
"Hurry up." Yang An narrowed his eyes.
Although Su Xiaoqiang's spiritual imprint belonged to him, it did attract Odin's attention.
But it doesn’t seem to be a good thing.
There seemed to be something about to move in the open Nibelung roots.
If Yang An's guess is correct, it should be those who have died long ago and become dragon blood puppets - Deadpool!
"What's the matter?"
Su Xiaoqiang's aggrieved tears kept lingering in her beautiful eyes.
She suffered such a big loss, everything was seen by the man in front of her, and he was cruel to her.
But Su Xiaoqiang still obeyed Yang An's order subconsciously, and angrily pushed her cold little hand to Yang An.
‘You will freeze to death! ’
Su Xiaoqiang thought with revenge.
But the moment her hand was held by Yang An, a blazing warmth flowed from Yang An's palm to Su Xiaoqiang's body.
The original chill and dampness disappeared from Su Xiaoqiang's body at this moment. She felt warm all over, as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.
He even groaned involuntarily.
“Hmm”
‘It would be great if I could hold this hand even in winter. ’
Su Xiaoqiang was born with a cold body, and her hands and feet were always cold in winter, which felt really uncomfortable.
In contrast. This feeling of being warmed to the soul is really addictive.
But then.
‘Bah, I don’t want to hold this guy’s hand all the time. ’
Su Xiaoqiang swore that she would never forgive Yang An!
At least until Yang An solemnly apologized to her.
no way!
That’s it, with mixed feelings.
Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but secretly look at Yang An's focused profile, slightly frowned eyebrows, good-looking facial features, and seemingly more attractive temperament.
While secretly sulking, Mixed with the shyness of her daughter's family, the complex emotions made Su Xiaoqiang tangled.
Yang Anran ignored Su Xiaoqiang's gaze.
He held her hand and walked towards the open Nibelung.
Anyway.
He wanted to go in and take a look at the Longtan Tiger's Den this time.
Everyone is here.
The two walked into the wind and rain again, step by step onto the branch road of the viaduct.
When the two figures were halfway there.
If someone looks from behind, they will find that their figure suddenly distorts, then becomes blurry, and finally disappears completely in the rain.
After entering the Nibelungen!
Su Xiaoqiang gave up her random thoughts for the time being and leaned close to Yang An.
“What is this place?”
"Welcome to the country of the dead, the Nibelungen."
Yang An squinted his eyes and stood on this viaduct that seemed to have only one road. Thunder flashed constantly in the dark clouds in the sky, and heavy rain poured down.
But it feels unreal here.
It’s like watching a holographic projection, everything except the viaduct becomes unreal.
Yang An could smell a breath of death.
Is this the Nibelungen? To be honest, it was also his first time here.
"Then where should we find Chu Zihang?"
Su Xiaoqiang asked, she still remembered that Yang An said he was here to save people.
At the same time, he did not forget to put a little more emphasis on the name Chu Zihang, as if he wanted to see how Yang An would react.
Unfortunately, Su Xiaoqiang was disappointed.
When Yang An mentioned Chu Zihang to her, his changed tone showed no reaction.
He still raised his head and chest, like a straight sword, cutting through the wind and rain around him with his fierce momentum, looking straight into the distance.
There! A white light curtain fell from the sky, illuminating the other side as bright as day, but the light had become dim here.
It can be seen that the distance is very far, at least ten kilometers.
"We are going to the bright place over there, but before that, we have to deal with some blockers." Yang An said softly.
"Blockers?"
Su Xiaoqiang said blankly, but the viaduct was empty, where was anyone?
But in the next second, her doubts were answered
"Boom--!"
A thunder fell from the sky, and the light illuminated the earth in a flash. The passing light allowed Su Xiaoqiang to see her surroundings clearly.
She saw a horrific scene.
Around them, the place that should have been empty was filled with dense black shadows.
The black shadow looked down at the two people who broke into the Kingdom of the Dead.
The empty eyes of those black figures glanced at her, making Su Xiaoqiang feel as if something had pinched her throat.
Her body trembled and her teeth chattered, trying to say something.
"Close your eyes, don't be afraid that I'm here."
Yang An's steady voice sounded in Su Xiaoqiang's ears, and at the same time, he tightened his hand holding Su Xiaoqiang.
“.”
To say you are not afraid is a lie.
But Su Xiaoqiang looked at Yang An who was standing in front of her. What came from this cold young man was scorching temperature and a strong sense of security.
Su Xiaoqiang relaxed a little, trusted Yang An a little more, and closed her eyes obediently.
She is willing to believe in the other person. Her subconscious is also telling Su Xiaoqiang that she must believe in the other person.
Look at Yang An again.
Facing the approaching black shadow step by step, Yang An showed a bit of disdain in his eyes.
It's nothing more than a group of fallen hybrids formed by Deadpool.
Putting aside everything else, just because of his status as the King of Bronze and Fire, he would not take these inferior freaks seriously.
But in order to avoid direct exposure of identity.
Yang An does not intend to use the power of the King of Bronze and Fire. His other abilities alone are enough to break through the siege.
“Odin is not stupid either.”
Although Odin opened the gate of Nibelungen, it seemed that in order to avoid being disturbed, he also sent a bunch of deadpools to block it. he.
"But you can't stop me." Yang An's majestic aura came out.
The sharp sword that Su Xiaoqiang sensed was finally unsheathed at this moment!
And he slashed at the more and more Deadpools who were congested on the road ahead.
Yang An put his arm around Su Xiaoqiang's slender waist and led her forward step by step with her eyes closed tightly.
With one hand, he turned his palm into a knife and slashed at the ferocious black shadows rushing around.
"The divine blade has no shadow!"
The invisible light and shadow of swords instantly covered the bodies of the deadpools who were rushing towards them.
Deadpool roared and was blown away, and at the same time, the click of bones and flesh being cut could be heard.
No matter how many deadpools rushed towards the two of them, there seemed to be an invisible wall outside Yang An and Su Xiaoqiang that was so thick that no one could touch it.
No deadpool can break through and enter Yang An's body.
Su Xiaoqiang's body was trembling slightly, not just because Yang An suddenly put his arms around her waist and almost pulled most of her into his arms.
Also because she heard the terrifying sizzling sound, and heavy objects like fish being caught ashore, falling heavily to the ground, twisting and struggling feebly.
However.
Out of trust in Yang An.
Feeling the deep sense of security, Su Xiaoqiang was like a well-behaved cat, huddled in Yang An's arms.
The greedy and nostalgic enjoyment of this moment of feeling has no time for other things.
If Su Xiaoqiang opened her eyes, she would definitely be frightened by the scene of corpses scattered in front of her.
There were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the ground was corroded by the black blood flowing out of Deadpool's body.
The conductor Yang Anru was conducting the symphony orchestra, waving his left arm constantly, with a look of indifference on his face, just moving forward step by step!
Cross your way
The dead warriors whose bodies were cut in half stretched out their gray-black claws unwillingly and roared at Yang An's back.
Just when Yang An and Su Xiaoqiang were approaching quickly step by step.
The location of the light curtain.
A fierce and bloody battle is also going on.
“Sit tight son!”
Listening to the man's calm voice, Chu Zihang watched in shock as the man pulled out an umbrella from the side door of the car.
No, that is not an umbrella, but a simple scabbard.
Before Chu Zihang took a closer look at the samurai sword that seemed not to be in the car.
The next second.
“Whoa——!”
The cold light was taken out of the sheath. The man was holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding the handle of the knife behind his back with the other hand. His eyes showed a golden light as hot as a torch.
He stepped on the brakes hard, turned the steering wheel, and at the same time the car drifted, he thrust the long knife directly through the car door.
Use the inertia of the high-speed vehicle to slice away at the black shadow of Deadpool rushing around!
“Get away!!!”
(End of this chapter)