Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 333 Lu Mingfei Returns to China and Chu Zihang

The Cc1000 train stopped at the platform. This steel creation, also known as the python of the world, is full of traces of time. It is very old, and some places are mottled with rust, like a dark red creeper growing wantonly.

The platform is very lively. Today is the day when teachers and students leave school in Kassel. Handsome or beautiful mixed races are everywhere. Scarves are fluttering in the cold wind. Girls lower their heads and hold down knitted hats. Someone has made an appointment for a holiday itinerary. , someone was chatting about the final exam, from a distance it looked like the plot of a comic or movie, no matter how inconspicuous passers-by were, they were all chosen by the director.

This is also the difference between mixed races and ordinary people. Don't worry about the future, they do have the appearance of a model when they are in adolescence, and there is no mixed race that is not good-looking. As for the vice principal, few people believe it, this potbellied Couch Potato, was also a handsome guy with a high nose bridge and a sunny smile many years ago.

Putting together the cowboy who fascinated thousands of girls back then and the greasy and fat vice principal now, people have to sigh, time is really ruthless.

All the students left school took the cc1000 train. After arriving at the Chicago train station, they were separated and went their separate ways. Lu Mingfei sent away batch after batch of mixed races, and told them not to forget their daily homework. No, I am ashamed after practicing, whether I have practiced seriously, I can see at a glance whether I put my hands together after returning to school.

With the sound of the whistle and the plume of steam, the cc1000 train slowly drove out. Lu Mingfei waved his hand and watched them go away.

The students are very excited, with smiles on their faces. The distressing final exams have passed, and the rest of the holiday is their free time. The novelty of practicing martial arts makes them eager to share with others. The best candidates must be their family members , the former Kassel had a clear rule that they were not allowed to disclose martial arts information at will. This time it was different. Both Manstein and Schneider acquiesced in this matter. Some mixed races didn't think much about it, just immersed in joyful emotions , more thoughtfully, just from the attitude of the professors, they have already smelled the breath of the storm.

There is an idiom in the Far East called keeping a low profile. In the Book of Changes, there are also hexagrams of potential dragons in the deep and flying dragons in the sky. When the news ban is lifted, the mixed races who have cultivated vigorously will return to their respective networks, and at the same time bring back Kyushu martial arts. One can imagine the shock that information will cause to the mixed-race society.

Michelle looked at the receding scenery outside the car window, and the howling snow kept hitting the glass window.

"It's so lively."

Lancelot put down his coffee.

""Need I remind you, Michelle, although Master Lu has never regarded himself as a master, but he is indeed a master to us. I know that you are not only a student of Kassel, but I hope you When making a decision, he can think of the contract he made with Master Lu that day. "

Michelle retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes.

He smiles.

"Thank you for reminding me. Of course I know about this kind of thing."

Kassel is not a simple university. The function of cultivating dragon slayers itself proves its complexity. It is different from the teaching of hiding and hiding. The fact that all parties compromised.

The six seats on the school board are an open dispute. The upstart Gattuso family is ambitious, and the mixed races are secretly guessing what the family with the fallen angel as their emblem is planning. Where to invest.

In addition, the Supreme Council of Europe is not far behind. No one knows that among so many European students in Kassel, several come from ancient families.

And now, they are about to return, bringing the news of Kyushu Martial Arts, and the irrefutable evidence, that is, strength.

All the hybrids are guessing the possession of Kassel's S-class dragon slayer.

The truth is about to be revealed.

Layers of candlesticks, flickering flames, myths carved on marble seats, angels and dragons fall together, flames burn the world, floods submerge it again, the earth tears open the bottomless abyss, the wind blows everything into nothingness.

Who hit the hammer.

The old voice spoke the man's name.

"Prince."

The gears of fate began to spin.

The iron chains at the bottom of the abyss tugged and rubbed.

The cross crucified his body.

The boy's head drooping.

my lord.

The golden pupil is so bright and hot, it is the fire that will burn the world, it is the hatred of thousands of years, you are all guilty, and all sinners will die, betrayal and blasphemy must be washed with blood.

"Did you hear that?"

"That is, the time of promise."

He smiled, and the fire that burned into the world in the golden pupils also dimmed, turning into warm flames.

He said.

"destiny."

Lu Mingfei found Angers in the Hall of Valor.

The old man stood there, looking at the relief of the three goddesses of fate, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his body, and it was plated with a circle of dull gold.

"headmaster!"

Anger turned his head, and the golden pupil looked at Lu Mingfei. There was no emotion, indifference, rationality, and biting killing intent that a human being should have.

If someone else is here, I'm afraid they won't be able to move.

Chu Zihang and Kaiser will also put their hands on the knife.

There is indeed a killing intent in this world, and at this moment, Angers unscrupulously spread this aura outward, full of aggressive, chilling, killing intent that seems to be life-threatening at any time.

Lu Mingfei picked up the bag, which contained the aroma of German elbow.

He smiled.

"How about something to eat?"

Ange extinguished the golden pupils, and the uncomfortable atmosphere disappeared.

"Okay."

They used the pulpit as a table, deliciously roasted elbows, a sip of Coke and a sip of meat, and then invited the goddess to drink two sips, laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten their waists.

In ancient times, when fanatics saw two people who blasphemed the goddesses like this, they would definitely have to go all out in grief and indignation. Next to Lu Mingfei and Ange were the statues of the three goddesses. They not only ate and drank, but also invited the goddesses to drink. There is no reason for this action, no reason, no reason at all!
But here it is modern.

The age of ignorance belonging to the gods has long gone, and the fate of human beings should be left to human beings to decide.

Kassel's students have all left, leaving only the scholars of the institute and the two people from the Hall of Valor.

Lu Mingfei will also leave, and there are still people waiting for him in the Far East.

Afterwards, Kassel was handed over to Angers. This is a fortress, and it is also a treasure house that countless people from the outside world spy on. After everyone has left, Angers will guard here, like an old man guarding the grave.

"Mingfei, have you read Norse mythology?"

"I've seen it, what's the matter, principal."

"You should also know that we believe that mythology is history from a long time ago."

Angers looked at the Three Goddesses.

"So, what is a god?"

"Thor, Loki, Odin."

"Some people think that they are all pure-blooded dragons, or noble dragon kings."

"But, is that really the case?"

Ange said in a low voice.

"In the beginning of the myth, where did the world tree come from?"

"From the corpse of the dragon, the world tree grows."

"Mingfei, what if gods are not dragons?"

Lu Mingfei wiped his mouth and frowned.

"It's not a dragon, what is that god?"

"Gods are gods."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and threw down the napkin.

"Look at what you said. It's really level. It sounds like you didn't say it."

"All right."

He went out and picked up the suitcase on the ground at the door.

"Have a nice holiday, Headmaster."

Angers tasted the amber liquid in the glass.

He gestured to the Three Fates.

"Time, destiny, huh."

The ticket inspector shook the brass bell, and the crisp sound spread far, far away.

"Excuse me."

Lu Mingfei greeted him.

The ticket inspector put his hand on his chest.

"It's my pleasure."

Last cc1000 train today.

Destination, Chicago Railway Station.

The boy is sitting in front of the car window, the snowflakes are flying, the world is receding, he is holding a book.

"Norse Mythology"

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"Are you really not together?"

"Just kidding, where did Miss Ben live?"

"The hotel is very expensive, okay? I'm not like you, Mr. Chu..."

The girl lengthened the ending sound, very teasing.

Just saying here, she suddenly paused, she seemed to think of something, jumped back vigilantly with her chest in her arms, and the fluffy ball of the knitted hat swayed up and down.

"I say you, coach!"

Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang with eyes full of wisdom.

"Could it be that you want me to live in your house!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"can not tell!"

"You are such a person!"

"Don't think that you are great because of how much money you have!"

"Tell you, I..."

Chu Zihang quietly listened to Xia Mi's words.

"Master Lu wants to see you."

Soon, Xia Mi's face changed.

"What, it's Master Lu."

"Really, coach, you don't even mention Green Chu."

"Since it's Master Lu..."

With her hands behind her back, she drew circles on the ground with her khaki fluffy snow boots.

"It's not that I don't want to go."

"Coach, you also know that I still have my brother's."

"He can't live without me."

"If I suddenly ran to see Master Lu, that guy would definitely call my name all day long and forget to eat."

"So."

Xia Mi clasped his palms together, smiled on his delicate face, and squinted his eyes.

"I'll trouble the coach to explain it to me."

Chu Zihang nodded.

The driver opened the door for him.

This is the car specially sent by his father to take him home for the New Year. There are handwritten greeting cards and cakes on the back seat. Not surprisingly, Chu Zihang saw his mother's handwriting on it.

"Hurry up and go home, mom misses you!"

Chu Zihang watched for a long time. If he only paid attention to the boy's face, he probably wouldn't be able to find anything. He was still the same as usual, after all, he had facial paralysis. It turned out that he was actually laughing.

A mother is a mother, and she never hides her emotions. In the words of grandma, a woman with a good life is like this. She was spoiled from childhood to adulthood. She was spoiled by her parents when she was young. She was spoiled by her husband when she married. Zihang remembered that his mother must drink a cup of warm milk before going to bed, otherwise he would suffer from insomnia.

He put down the greeting card, suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, Chu Zihang was thinking, what would happen to his mother and Xia Mi if they met?
The car drove smoothly onto the highway.

Where he left, Xia Mi was humming and walking on the snow.

There are hawkers selling sugar on the side of the road.

Xia Mi leaned over and looked curiously.

"Girl, would you like one?"

The uncle greeted warmly.

Xia Mi thought for a while, then looked up at the sky.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the winter night in the capital is already hey.

"What time will uncle close the stall?"

No business, a little bit regretful, but the girl in front of me is pleasing to the eye, and the uncle is willing to chat a little more.

"After another meeting, after another meeting, if no one comes to catch up, I will sell more meetings."

The uncle happily held his hand.

"Hey, you're not going home."

"Hey, it's almost Chinese New Year, sell more and have a good New Year."

"That's right, it's almost Chinese New Year."

After chatting for a while, the girl left, waving at him.

"See you later, uncle."

He smiled cheerfully, and the breath he exhaled turned into white mist in the winter night.

Greeting guests, guarding against urban management, just like that, the night is getting deeper and deeper.

Maybe it's because it's too cold and the business is very slow. The uncle glanced into the jar twice, and the Sichuan character between his eyebrows couldn't get rid of it. There's still more than half of the sugar left. What about my baby's clothes, my lord It doesn't matter, children have to have new clothes for the New Year, and this semester they got a three-good student. It's shameful to have nothing.

Thinking and calculating, he became even more stooped in the winter night.

"Hey, uncle!"

Almost startled.

He looked forward and smiled. It was the girl he met not long ago, she was very pretty.

"It's okay, it's okay, I finally caught up!"

The girl said lively.

There were several half-person-high bags at her feet, and the fragrance was faintly wafting out.

"I want Sugar Man."

"Okay, what does it look like, girl."

"Just this, like this, Dragon!"

"Hmm... this dragon looks different from ours."

"Can uncle?"

"It's okay, Dragon, right? Look at it!"

"That's right, girl, how many strings do you want?"

"As many as you want, uncle, let's make a round!"

Xia Mi imitated the uncle's tone in a dignified way.

"Baoyuan!"

The uncle stared in shock.

"Girl, don't joke, Bao Yuan is not old or young, can you finish eating?"

Xia Mi proudly took out three red tickets and showed the uncle her harvest. There were snacks in the pockets half the height of a person. Those who knew thought this girl had made a big purchase. Heisi slapped her head and rushed into the supermarket and shouted.

"Put the chicken legs on the left, and the dried tofu on the right. This is not an exercise! This is not an exercise!"

Finally, the uncle understood that the girl in front of him was not making fun of herself, she really wanted to buy sugar.

"okay!"

He grinned and yelled.

"Look!"

Practice makes perfect, it is about people like Uncle, who work day after day, no matter how ordinary or ordinary work, it is pleasing to the eye and full of interest in his hands.

Xia Mi looked at it with great interest, but he didn't get tired of it.

Next to it was a stall of red oil noodles, and beyond that were stinky tofu and small wontons. The aromas of this and that were mixed together, and after a while, a pile of plastic bags and small wooden sticks were placed in front of Xia Mi.

"You take it."

"Thank you uncle."

"Well, you're welcome."

The uncle cupped his hands, all the wrinkles on his face were smiling.

"We don't have much culture, and we can't say any auspicious words, so I wish you an early New Year in advance. I wish you good health and all your wishes come true."

Seeing him cupping his hands, Xia Mi smiled even more happily.

She followed suit.

"Thank you thank you."

In the end, she picked up her bag, held up the sugar figurine, and walked into the dark subway station.

The uncle who closed the stall hummed a song, a folk song that he couldn't name, it was barbaric, boundless, but he couldn't hide his joy.

"Go home!"

"Go home!"

Xia Mi walked towards the giant crawling in the darkness.

The light of the golden pupil enveloped her.

Xia Mi held up the sugar figurine.

Like the dragon in front of me.

"Long time no see, brother."

(End of this chapter)