Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 206: 'Flying Car' and Paradise Pavilion (3)

"'Flying Car' Hirano Kaede." Gen Chisheng said lightly.

Uesugi Yue glanced at Han Qiu, wishing he could grab him directly, but then he remembered his son's instructions and stood obediently at the stairs.

"Please remember me, a nobody." Han Qiu shook his hand that was rubbing on the ground. "It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."

Don’t worry about whether your hand hurts or not, just ask whether he is handsome or not.

"Why are you here?" Sakurai Kogure was protected by Han Qiu behind him.

I don’t know if it was because of the speeding or the high temperature of the fire that caused some damage to the human skin mask, but there were traces of folding at the base of Han Qiu’s ears.

"Your face..." Sakurai Kogure hesitated to speak.

Han Qiu touched it and couldn't help but complain in his heart that the things made by Jiude Mai and Su Enxi were too shoddy.

"It's okay. Some things can only be discussed after we survive." Han Qiu asked calmly, "Are the two big leaders not here?"

"No."

"Stupid woman, you just go and die when I tell you to?" Han Qiu couldn't help but curse.

"Aren't you coming back to die?"

"I'm here to save you." Han Qiu stared at Yuan Zhisheng in front of him and stretched his right hand behind him, "Do you have a weapon?"

Sakurai Kogure stuffed the knife into Han Qiu's hand.

"Head, please give us a way out. How about that? I don't want to fight with you." Han Qiu didn't notice that this was a wooden sword. He only realized the problem after he pulled it hard.

"Wooden sword!" he couldn't help but exclaim.

"I never thought I could resist. He is Amaterasu, and you are no match for him." Sakurai Kogure was ready to die. Han Qiu's arrival was completely beyond his expectations. "You are here to save Ryoma Baihui, right? She..."

"Can you please stop talking nonsense and find me a decent weapon?" Han Qiu turned around and roared.

Sakurai Kogure fell silent.

Han Qiu ripped off her burning kimono, and her body, which should have been alluring, was now covered in scales.

It really affects your appetite.

"Hiss...did you drink the medicine?"

Han Qiu was getting mad in his heart, after all he was a little late.

"I'll try to help you, find Ryoma Baihui and take her away." Sakurai Kogure smiled sadly: "She is very lucky."

Yuan Zhisheng rushed forward, the sharp knife light pointing straight at his heart.

The wooden sword was cut off in an instant, and Han Qiu simply caught the blade with his bare hands.

The spider cut pierced his left shoulder, and blood splattered.

Sakurai Kogure dragged his body, which showed obvious signs of dragon transformation, to help Han Qiu delay Gen Chisei's Doujiqiri.

"Hirano-kun, you are different from us, please leave."

Stupid women talk so much, so much that it makes people upset.

"Trust me this time, just this time, if you want to see him again." Han Qiu hugged Sakurai Kogure.

Yanling·dustless land.

Word Spirit·Moment.

Yuan Zhisheng's two swords came to a clear stop in the Dustless Land. Han Qiu seized the opportunity and relied on the acceleration effect of 'Moment' to push back and create some distance.

"You are not as powerful as your brother." Han Qiu laughed and said, "You are just Yuan Zhinv, the 'Dragon King' of the fierce ghosts."

Hearing these words, a hint of disbelief flashed in the eyes of Gen Chisei and Uesugi Yue.

"Do you have any more medicine?" Han Qiu asked Sakurai Kogure in his arms in a low voice, "Trust me, I'm serious, trust me."

The spirit of words and healing of the soul.

It can only delay Sakurai Kogure's symptoms, but cannot completely cure them.

"I believe you..." The haze in Sakurai Kogure's eyes suddenly dissipated, and his eyes gradually became clear.

She held the incomplete Twelve-piece dress in her hand, and after taking out the inner layer of the potion, she let this beautiful dress burn in the sea of ​​fire.

She stuffed the lavender potion into Han Qiu's hand.

"A..." Han Qiu felt that his waist, which had been bent for many years, was completely broken.

There is only one wooden sword and one medicine, and there are two emperors on the opposite side.

"I've used it a lot..." Sakurai Kogure said, "If I continue using it, I might become even uglier."

"No, you are very beautiful." Han Qiu put Sakurai Xiaogure on the floor, a safer place, "Wait a moment, I will take you away."

"Why did you come to rescue me?"

"I can't bear to see stupid women die, and I can't bear to see people without temper. That guy treated us as abandoned pawns, are you willing to accept the fate of being abandoned?"

Han Qiu stood up, stared at Yuan Zhisheng who was no longer attacking, and thanked him: "The headmaster is a very good person. He even gave us the opportunity to say our last words."

"You possess more than one kind of word spirit." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly.

"Yes." Han Qiu opened the potion and drank it all. The dragon blood wandered in his body and then spread out.

Under this stimulation, the blood in the body feels like it is boiling, and then I feel powerful and my emotions become excited.

Why does it feel like being on drugs... Well, Han Qiu has never taken drugs, he just saw people doing it in movies.

"You are not Hirano Kaede, not an ordinary mixed-blood." Yuan Zhisheng concluded.

"You should have guessed it, so I have nothing to hide." Han Qiu finally took off his mask in a sufficiently public setting.

The human skin mask belonging to Hirano Kaede, another identity under the identity of a wanted criminal, is still a wanted criminal.

Han Qiu's smile was cynical. He threw away the human skin mask and bowed deeply to Yuan Zhisheng. "Kassel College, Han Qiu, I have heard of the name of Yuan Zhisheng, the director of the Japanese branch's executive bureau, for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to meet him properly."

"I didn't expect you to come to Japan with this identity. What is your relationship with the Jiude family?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"It doesn't matter. There is indeed a person named Hirano Feng. I just replaced his identity." Han Qiu stroked his chin. "Do you think this kind of thing is difficult for a dragon?"

"If that's the case, things will be much easier." Gen Chisei rolled up his sleeves and looked back at Uesugi Yue.

If it is a ghost that carries the bloodline of the Eight Snake Clans, then we can talk to him and leave him a chance to survive.

But if it's a dragon, there's no need to waste time.

"Where is Ryoma Baihui?"

Staring at the two humanoid dragons rushing towards him, Han Qiu had already given up the possibility of saving all the ghosts in the Paradise Pavilion.

I originally thought that I had enough potions, so I gave it a try.

Who would have thought that he would miss the opportunity, but Sakurai Kogure kept going on like he was drinking syrup.

That's fine, you can't beat him even if you take medicine, so why waste this thing, holding a wooden sword and looking so messy.

Although a similar death ending was mentioned in "Tides of Black Moon", Han Qiu still wanted to complain.

He rushed over at great speed, handed over a wooden sword, and took out the only remaining potion.

What's the difference between this and Zhong Fabai trying his best to kill a ghost and you giving him two drops of chicken blood?

"First floor... I arranged for an evacuation, but she refused to leave."

There are so many stupid women.

But Han Qiu also understood that there are no stupid women, only foolish women.

Women, don’t be moths that fly into the fire, be beautiful butterflies.

The Word Spirit Diamond Realm is a protective barrier that ignores all material (including spiritual power).

As an advanced version of Word Spirit·Netherworld, Han Qiu barely unlocked it with the help of the second blood burst and the dragon blood potion.

At this moment, he really possessed some of the demeanor and style of the Dragon King, and was not afraid of the attacks of the two emperors.

He was not so arrogant as to watch the two emperors attacking him leisurely, not to mention that Yuan Zhisheng's royal power had not yet been used.

Uesugi Yue’s Black Day, he shouldn’t be that crazy, there are also people from the Eight Clans of Sheqi on the first floor.

"Hold me tight." Han Qiu picked up Sakurai Kogure with both hands, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The Diamond Realm was about to break apart. If Han Qiu had used the clapper sound to take advantage of the situation when dealing with the source girl, then now he could only hold on.

His head was broken and bleeding.