Chapter 586 I Have Never Seen Such a Shameless Person (10,000)

Looking at Mansfield across from him, Ron's expression looked quite strange.

Originally, Ron didn't quite understand why Mansfield was so angry, and didn't know what this guy was going on about.

But when he saw Ifrit in his arms, Ron immediately understood why Mansfield was angry.

Well, it's understandable.

You know, Ron has always been quite kind and tolerant, not the kind of petty man. He can completely forgive Mansfield's rudeness. After all, he kidnapped his intended wife and was still making out in front of him, so he didn't allow him to be angry?

As for Ifrit, his brows were slightly frowned.

Obviously, the person in front of him was his own elder brother, and this might be the last dragon in the Dusk Continent besides her, the last relative with blood ties, but in Ifrit's eyes, there was no warmth at all, only coldness and ruthlessness. That was not the look of looking at a relative, that was completely the look of looking at a stranger... No, it might not even be as good as a stranger, that was the look of looking at an enemy.

In the previous seven illusions, Ifrit had completely let go of everything that had happened before.

Her soul had been tempered again.

She no longer cared about being bullied by Mansfield since she was a child, the humiliation and fear of being expelled from the Dragon Valley, and what her parents thought of her.

But, at the same time, the last trace of affection between her and Mansfield, her father and mother, and the dragon clan was completely cut off.

From then on, Ifrit lived only for herself and Ron, and everything in the past disappeared like smoke.

Of course, this was on the premise that Mansfield did not hurt herself.

The moment Mansfield attacked herself and her husband, he had been classified as an enemy by Ifrit.

And Ifrit was always cruel enough to his enemies.

Everything she had experienced since she was a child, the abandonment of her relatives, the humiliation she suffered while wandering in human society, all made Ifrit's heart as cold as iron. In Ifrit's heart, except for herself and Ron, everyone else was just a dispensable existence.

It can even be said that Ron's weight was even greater than her own.

Even Lydia, even though she had been with Ifrit for such a long time, even longer than Ron and Ifrit, still couldn't melt Ifrit's cold heart. Ifrit just followed the order of the gentleman to protect Lydia, that's all.

Her slender and fit body twisted and struggled gently in Ron's arms, and Ifrit tried to get out of Ron's arms.

In a pair of eyes like crystal gems, a cold murderous intent bloomed.

When Mansfield on the opposite side saw this scene, he felt that his lungs were about to explode.

Damn it, damn it, damn it.

A pair of shameless dogs and bitches, who had been caught in an affair by me, didn't even separate quickly.

Ifrit, this shameless thing, even twisted and turned in this man's arms? Was she so impatient?

Why didn't I realize before that my sister was so shameless?

But, although he was extremely angry, Mansfield didn't rashly continue to attack.

Just from the hand that Ron just dodged his dragon breath, Mansfield judged that this mysterious man was not inferior to himself in strength. Perhaps, Agulal, the national god of war of the Spang Theocracy, died at the hands of this man.

Although he just spit out a mouthful of dragon breath in anger.

Not to mention a full-strength attack, he didn't even have a third of his strength.

But, being able to dodge his attack so easily is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Ron's method of dodging his attack was very simple and very rough. He did not use a powerful shield to resist, nor did he use magic such as space movement to dodge. Instead, he used pure speed to quickly leave the position when the dragon's breath was about to hit his body, and returned with Ifrit after the dragon's breath disappeared.

The speed was so fast that even Mansfield could hardly catch Ron's figure.

Mansfield's heart sank.

He knew that the mysterious man opposite was a strong man in the realm of destruction like himself.

He was a dragon, and of royal blood.

He had the best blood inheritance and talent in the entire Dragon Valley, but even Mansfield took two or three hundred years to achieve destruction.

How old is this man, and he can have such strength?

When did the human world have another guy with such amazing talent? Is it possible that there will be another monster like the sage Partridge and the blasphemer Archibald?

Mansfield had never seen blasphemers or saints, but he had heard of blasphemers from his father, especially blasphemers... He would never forget the fear in his father's eyes whenever he mentioned blasphemers.

Not only this man, but even this sister, Mansfield found that he could not see through him.

The sister was also releasing powerful pressure.

Under the pressure, the world was shaking.

The palace was a beautifully designed building, and the dense cracks on the thick walls were spreading silently.

This was the breath that only a strong man in the realm of destruction could release.

At this moment, Mansfield really couldn't help but scream.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

How could my sister achieve the Destruction Realm so quickly?

You know, he was able to become a master of the Destruction Realm thanks to his identity as the Dragon Prince. He could enjoy the countless spiritual herbs and magical medicines offered by various countries and races in the Dragon Clan's treasure house without restraint.

Without the assistance of these things, even with Mansfield's talent, it would take at least a hundred years to achieve destruction.

But Ifrit, an abandoned girl who had long been expelled from the Dragon Valley, had nothing on her body and was lucky to survive. Where did she get so many good things to provide her with practice?

Could it be that this woman's talent in practice was even better than his?

For a moment, Mansfield's chest was filled with strong jealousy.

Of course, Mansfield completely forgot that he had not practiced much. From childhood to adulthood, he basically ate and slept, and slept and ate. He was not much different from most of the dragon clan and rarely focused his energy on practice.

This is how most dragons grow up. Their bloodline is so strong that even if they live like pigs, they can have quite good strength as long as they grow up.

Even if they take spiritual herbs and magic medicines, they rarely calm down to refine them, and the improvement brought by spiritual herbs and magic medicines is minimal.

On the contrary, perhaps, Ifrit's talent is not as good as Mansfield, but if she wants to survive, she has to work hard to practice and constantly improve her strength.

The hard work they put in in practice is completely not at the same level.

Although he was jealous and angry, Mansfield still tried his best to control his anger.

The development of the situation deviated greatly from his plan. The great cause of reviving the dragon race had just begun, and it encountered great difficulties. Mansfield had to review his plan.

Originally, he wanted to persuade Ifrit. It would be best if Ifrit was obedient. If Ifrit was disobedient, he would not mind using a slightly rougher method to suppress Ifrit.

But now, Mansfield had to give up this plan. If he still wanted to force Ifrit to surrender, he would be courting death.

Although he was proud, he was not so proud that he could fight against two masters of the same realm at the same time.

Once the masters of the Destruction Realm took action, they would definitely destroy the world. Even if he relied on some dragon clan secrets to defeat or even kill the two, he would certainly suffer extremely serious injuries, which was not good for his plan.

Since it would be very disadvantageous to him if he really fought, then in this case, mouth cannon was a very useful means.

Mansfield was very smart, his brain turned quickly, and he immediately had a plan in his mind.

After all, Ifrit was a descendant of the dragon clan, and the pride that the dragon clan should have was still there. Although this man was quite powerful, it might just be Ifrit's choice out of necessity.

If she knew that he was willing to accept her, Ifrit would definitely kick this man away.

After all, even if he was about the same strength as that man, his bloodline and identity were more noble, and even a fool would know how to choose.

In this way, Ifrit, the original enemy, will become his teammate.

At that time, it will be two to one, and the man will die.

Of course, Ifrit may be reluctant to kill this man because of their old friendship. Although Mansfield will not be satisfied with this result, the most important thing at the moment is to re-coordinate the relationship with Ifrit. If he wants to kill this man, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

After thinking of this, Mansfield quickly adjusted his mood. His face quickly became anxious and missing, and there was also some relief and luck: "Oh, Ifrit, my dearest sister, it's really great to see that you are okay."

The sudden change and the tone of affection and concern made Ifrit stunned.

She thought that everything she experienced in the seven-fold illusion was her own illusion. Who would have thought that Mansfield would actually appear in front of her with such a face.

For a while, she thought she had seen it wrong.

Is this person in front of her really the Mansfield who has been bullying her since childhood and even almost killed her several times?

Could it be that this guy was possessed by someone else and his soul was replaced?

Mansfield didn't care about that. Since the verbal attack had already started, he had to strike while the iron was hot and definitely not give Ifrit a chance to think carefully. I don't know when his eyes became a little red, and tears were about to fall: "God bless you, Ifrit, you don't know how worried I am about you."

"Since you were expelled from Dragon Valley, I have been worried about you every day and night. I don't know if you have enough food and can sleep well."

"I have asked my father more than once to take you back to Dragon Valley, but... you know my father's temper. No one can change the decision he made."

"I once wanted to sneak out of Dragon Valley to see you, but I don't know what happened. My father actually noticed it. For this, my father scolded me severely and even drove me out of Dragon Valley and asked me to travel in the Dusk Continent."

Well, in order to gain the trust of my sister and awaken the family affection in her heart, I can only push all the problems to my father.

Anyway, my father is already dead, there is no way he can jump out from the ground and slap me.

Mansfield lied without blushing, and at the same time secretly looked at Ifrit's face.

He hoped to see some touching expressions on Ifrit's face. As long as Ifrit's emotions were a little shaken, he was sure to convince Ifrit.

Mansfield knew Ifrit very well, and he knew how to control this woman. For Ifrit, nothing was more attractive than the temptation of going home and family affection.

When his eyes fell on Ifrit's face, he clearly saw the shock in Ifrit's eyes.

This made Mansfield happy, thinking that there was an opportunity, and he quickly added fuel to the fire: "Oh, my dearest sister, please believe me, your brother has always loved you."

"I know that I have bullied you and done some very excessive things to you."

"But, I was very reluctant to do those things. My father and mother forced me to do so."

"You are my only sister, and we were born on the same day. I love you so much. If it weren't for the pressure from my father and mother, how could I do anything to hurt you?"

"Do you know that every time I bullied you and watched you bleed, my heart was bleeding."

"But my father told me that I must draw a line with you in this way. Only in this way can he and other dragons in the dragon clan, Willing to admit my identity as the Dragon Prince, saying that this was a test for me... You know, I was also very weak at that time. I had no power to resist my father and mother. When my father and mother wanted to expel you from the Dragon Valley, I knelt in front of them and begged bitterly, but I only got a slap from my father. "

"I have sworn in my heart that when I become a real Dragon King in the future and have power in my hands, I will definitely take you back from outside. I will tell everyone that you are the most beautiful princess of the dragon clan."

"They all say you are a freak, but I don't think so. In my eyes, you are the most charming dragon. I will marry you in front of all the dragons and make you my most beautiful queen."

Mansfield opened his arms and delivered an emotional speech.

His voice was gentle and firm, and hoarse and tender.

It seemed to contain his will that could not be changed by thousands of troops.

He found seemingly reasonable excuses for all the excessive things he had done to Ifrit before, and pushed all the responsibilities onto the old Dragon King.

As he spoke, even Mansfield began to believe that he really loved Ifrit so deeply.

His eyes were red, his pupils were a little wet, and it looked like tears were about to fall.

Of course, even so, Mansfield was still quietly observing Ifrit's expression. He saw that Ifrit's face was full of shock, and her throat was constantly moving.

Did she seem to be choking?

Was she moved by her own words?

It must be like this.

Isn't it easy to control such a fool who has been longing for family affection since childhood?

As for Ron, he had a strange look on his face, just quietly watching Mansfield's performance, like watching a clown. He believed that Ifrit was not that kind of fool, and she would definitely make the right choice at this time.

Ifrit's face was extremely weird, her flat belly was rising and falling, and the intestines and stomach in her belly were rolling violently. She could only desperately move her throat and rely on saliva to suppress the urge to vomit.

The dragon girl was really shocked.

She had known for a long time that her brother was not a good person, but when her brother said such shameless words without any hesitation or embarrassment, she still felt that her worldview had been refreshed to the limit.

How thick-skinned must one be to say such things?

Did he treat her as a fool?

I thought Mansfield in the Seventh Illusion was shameless enough, who would have thought that the real Mansfield could refresh the limit?

Fortunately, I didn't eat much in the past few days to impact the level of the Destruction Realm, and my stomach was empty. Otherwise, Ifrit believed that I would definitely spit out these words because I couldn't bear it.

Ifrit took a deep breath and barely controlled the emotions in his heart.

Her cherry lips opened slightly, and under Mansfield's earnest gaze, she slowly spoke: "Mansfield..."

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Chapter 2 is here