Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 383 Copy of World No.[-]
The action of the Supreme Council is only a small episode in Poland.

On the night watchman forum, a new message occupies the most prominent position.

"Instructions for the First World No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament"

Click on it to see the information, time and place of the upcoming competition.

Needless to say the time, on March [-]th, as for the location, the mixed races in Kassel were a little surprised, but after thinking about it, they found it reasonable.

roof of the world.

They will hold a tournament on the ruins of the palace complex.

It is now the end of February, and there is not much time left until the competition day. Kassel will cooperate with Lu Mingfei's competition. The principal's special plane has opened a flight to the roof of the world. The students who signed up for the competition within a week will arrive at the competition venue one after another.

The same is true for the executive department commissioners in various places. On the premise of ensuring the minimum security force, the commissioners are arranged to go to the roof of the world one after another.

However, although they can arrive in the end, the mixed-races still hope to go as soon as possible. After all, there has just been a big battle there, and the traces left are still there. They are all martial arts practitioners and want to see it with their own eyes. Look at the venue where Yuanyuan and Chen Pingan fought.

"Not together?"

Caesar leaned against the door frame.

Lu Mingfei raised his head from the mountain of documents and rubbed the space between his brows.

"Well, you go first."

Caesar shrugged. Outside the door was a red-haired witch straddling the locomotive. Nuonuo noticed that her boyfriend came out alone, so she showed her signature smirk and whistled at the same time.

"I'll just say no."

Caesar twitched his lips.

Nuonuo didn't care about her boyfriend's helpless expression and spread her hands.

"I would like to accept the bet. Your Dikra will lend me two more days to play."

Caesar looked at her, and the little red-haired witch was sitting on the locomotive flamboyantly, stretching her beautiful body wantonly, the blazing sun was no match for his smile, and Nuonuo still had her trademark smirk at the corner of her mouth, Looking at him expectantly, his eyes seemed to be waiting not only for the trophy Dick Tudou, but also for Caesar's reaction.

So, after Caesar's fingers resting on the handle of Dikto's knife paused slightly, he pulled it out decisively, and threw it to Nuonuo after a habitual trick.

Nuonuo whistled.

"Pretty!"

She refers to Caesar's knife flower, which is proficient and natural. He is the only Caesar. If Chu Zihang, the embryo killer of the Lion Heart Society, would not study any knife flower at all, that guy would only think about how to do it. Quickly and well, plunge the knife into the enemy's heart.

Nuonuo pulled out the dick pusher, squinted his eyes, and observed the alchemy weapon under the bright sun, admiring the intricate patterns on the blade. Speaking of which, Nuonuo also wanted to study the knowledge of alchemy before. Go into the bell tower to find the night watchman. After all, she is Nuonuo, so if you want to learn it, you must learn the best.

But wait for someone to ask her curiously why she wants to learn alchemy, is it because of exploring the unknown, or because of curiosity about the mystery?
Nono's answer is yes.

"The patterns are beautiful."

That person hasn't recovered for a long time, wait, what's so beautiful?pattern?
After he realized that Nuo Nuo was talking about the lines of the alchemy matrix, his expression was really indescribable. Almost everyone thought about the powerful or mysterious alchemy knowledge, because the lines to build the matrix looked good, so they rushed over excitedly. No one left.

This incident was spread in Kassel as a joke, but few actually laughed out loud, after all, this crazy girl was Caesar's girlfriend.

However, how should I put it, this kind of thing sounds exaggerated, but it really is Nuonuo's style.

As for what is the girl's style you want to ask, if you have to say it, it is probably the kind that no one can guess what she will do next.

Just like now.

"It's still good."

Nuonuo pushed Dick Tudor into the sheath, and threw it to Caesar.

Caesar caught it quickly, but before he could react, he frowned and looked at Nuonuo. He wondered why his girlfriend was going crazy. After spending so much effort to get him to agree to the bet, he finally won and finally got Dick. Tweet more, and return it to yourself after you have a look at it.

Even Caesar felt at a loss.

Nuonuo didn't mean to explain at all.

She tucked the helmet into Caesar's arms and patted the backseat.

"Let's go!"

Nuonuo twisted the accelerator, and the locomotive roared.

"Sister will take you for a ride!"

…………

Lu Mingfei withdrew his gaze from the window and shook his head invalidly.

I really can't see that senior Kaiser also has such a side, he always feels like he is being eaten to death by that girl named Nuonuo.

But, Nono?

A completely similar face appeared before Lu Mingfei's eyes.

It's just that the strange thing is that the facial features that are clearly the same, give people a completely different feeling.

Nuonuo is flamboyant and reckless, and she is the free and easy and heroic little witch who is not afraid of anything.

But the girl in front of Lu Mingfei is like a white lotus blooming in the ice and snow, with ignorance and ignorance that is not familiar with the world, which makes people feel distressed.

so similar.

Lu Mingfei pondered in his heart.

What is the relationship between the two of you?

When there was a knock on the door, Lu Mingfei collected his thoughts and said please come in.

Zero came in with a thick stack of documents.

Lu Mingfei smiled wryly.

The students can choose the time to go to the roof of the world at will, but he can't. There are too many things that he needs to deal with in a martial arts tournament. Now he is the veritable head of the Kassel Martial Arts Academy. It was voted to pass at the meeting. After all, Principal Ange and Yinmen's Western Walking are firmly on their side, and it is very easy for Lu Mingfei to push forward some proposals.

Speaking of which, if the West walks, I don't know if he will come to this martial arts tournament...

Lu Mingfei thought about it.

This martial arts competition is over, let's go to the hidden door, he wants to see what the relationship between this organization and the Kyushu world is, and, if possible, Lu Mingfei also hopes to get the bronze mask from the hidden door method.

Yan Luo, Hopeless Heaven...

In the past few days, the image of Yuanyuan cutting through the hopeless sky has always been lingering in front of his eyes. Afterwards, Lu Mingfei also called there and asked Yuanyuan in private, but this girl with a clear heart She couldn't say anything, as if in her opinion, it wasn't difficult to cut open the hopeless sky, and she could do it if she wanted to, it was very simple.

Lu Mingfei actually expected this to be the case. After all, the sword heart is clear. If Yuanyuan wrote a paper like Chu Zihang, recounting in detail the specific process of cutting the hopeless sky and demonstrating its feasibility, it would be clear. It's clear, but this is not Yuanyuan anymore.

It's just a pity that I didn't get the answer I wanted.

It is worth mentioning that before ending the call, Yuanyuan seemed to suddenly think of something and said to Lu Mingfei.

"Oh, right."

"teacher.

"Someone is waiting for you."

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Who?"

"He's waiting for you."

"Who is he?"

"Waiting for you."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, looked at the serious face on the other side of the video, and finally held back some inappropriate words.

He told himself repeatedly in his heart.

This is your student, this is your student, no matter how stupid you are, you have to admit it!

Oh no, she's not stupid, she's just Jianxin Kongming, yes, that's it, Yuanyuan is not stupid, Yuanyuan is just Jianxin Kongming!

As he talked, Lu Mingfei himself believed it, really, until he saw Yuanyuan's eyes gradually emptied due to distraction.

Well she is just stupid.

Lu Mingfei shook his head and couldn't help laughing again.

Zero glanced at him.

There were all sorts of complex emotions in those eyes, and in the end there was only regret.

Lu Mingfei's face froze.

"Zero what are you looking at?"

"fine."

Lu Mingfei coughed twice, cleared his throat, and asked while taking down the new file.

"Where's Senior Chu?"

"It has arrived."

Zero reported in her emotionless voice.

"In three days, Chu Zihang will go to the competition venue with the mixed-race warriors from the preparatory class."

"Uh-huh."

Lu Mingfei nodded while listening, but he didn't hear what he wanted after listening for a long time, so he glanced at Zero.

"Well, I remember that there was an outstanding student named Xia Mi in the preparatory class, the one who received a scholarship every semester."

Lu Mingfei pretended not to care.

"How about her and Senior Chu? I heard that it seems to be Senior Chu's secretary this time. These two people..."

"Not together yet."

"Cough cough cough."

Lu Mingfei was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

He put on a rather serious expression.

"Please, Zero, I'm not the kind of person who would be curious about other people's gossip."

Ling glanced at him, somehow, even though the girl didn't say anything, Lu Mingfei felt guilty.

"These need to be dealt with as soon as possible."

Zero didn't hold on to this point, which made Lu Mingfei slightly relieved.

"What is it?"

Lu Mingfei opened the file.

They are all action reports of Kyushu members who are currently on the roof of the world. Since the live broadcast ended, there have been mixed blood attempts to sneak into the palace group, but they were all stopped by the warriors led by Yuanyuan.

It's just that the number of warriors in the Children's Palace is limited after all, and if this continues, there will always be a day when it will be difficult for them to support themselves. Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment.

"Well, send a report to Mr. Principal and see if we can issue a statement and sign Cassel's name."

"OK, all right."

Most of the people trying to infiltrate are wild hunters. Generally speaking, mixed-race organizations on a large scale will not do this. If it is not handled well, it will be misunderstood by Kyushu as a provocation between organizations. Before finding out the true weight of this mysterious organization, No one wants to go to war with Kyushu. Didn't you see that the body of Tantric sect is still there? Isn't it cold?
The way of starting from the hunter website proved to be unworkable, and the mixed-race organizations were not idle. They used various methods to try to get close to this organization called Kyushu, and more and more eyes were focused on the Far East on the other side of the ocean. No matter how you look at it, the name of Kyushu is inseparable from that land, maybe they can get what they want there.

And speaking carefully, people who go to the roof of the world are not only of mixed race.

In the Far East, in a certain mountain forest, in an old house that has turned old.

"Master! Master! Master!"

Amei opened one door after another, but she couldn't find the old man no matter what.

In the end, he could only punch the tree depressedly, and a large group of plum blossoms fell down, as well as a dizzy cat.

"Smelly master! Dead old man!"

Amei pulled the snow ball, hugged her and rubbed it in her arms.

"I'm leaving, and I'm not here to see you off!"

Amei looked around unwillingly, but there was still no sign of the old man, so she could only lower her head in disappointment.

Go back to your room, pat the quilt, wipe the table, straighten the stool, and close the window.

Ah Mei finally picked up the black backpack. The style is very old. She has been using it for so many years, and she doesn't know how many times it has been washed. If it is broken, she will mend it. She never thought of changing it.

Ah Mui will never forget the day when the master gave her this hand-made backpack.

Trance as yesterday.

She put a peaked cap on her head, brushed out her ponytail from behind, and shook her head. Her smooth black hair was like clouds, which made the girl's skin fairer.

"Let's go, Xuetuan'er!"

Amei called out, the snow-white cat glanced at her reluctantly, stretched its soft figure, then jumped onto Amei's shoulders, lay down here, curled up in a ball, and combed its hair by itself.

Ah Mei's shoulders sank slightly, and she returned to her original shape. She wrinkled her nose, and a little snow fell on her forehead.

"Fat again, you little guy, tell me how to say hello."

"Eat less and eat less, and you won't listen. Now it's all right, let's become a big fat man."

Xue Tuan'er turned her face away in disgust, and wagged her tail, as if she was using this gesture to express that this girl doesn't want to talk to you.

Amy snorted helplessly.

She took out a soft whip and wrapped it around her waist a few times, and patted it.

He pressed the brim of his peaked cap, and when he was about to go out, he stopped again, turned around, took off a bamboo hat from the wall, and buckled it on his back.

"It's no matter what age, still fighting hats."

Although she muttered so much, Amei didn't take it off in the end. She rubbed two handfuls of snowball's silver hairs, and took a last look at the old house in the snow.

The girl in the red dress stood in the snow, her sassy ponytail raised and lowered. After waiting for a long time, she pressed Xue Tuan'er's little head.

"Come on, we don't want him anymore."

Amy said.

"Master Smelly."

Until the girl's back disappeared in this university.

Even her footprints will be completely buried.

The master standing on the roof of the old house just let out a soft sigh.

"Reluctant?"

Beside him, a short old man was carrying a wine gourd bigger than his own head. The bamboo hat covered most of his face, only showing a big rosacea nose.

He burped heavily and spoke in a daze.

"If you can't bear it, just leave that girl behind."

"Boy, it's not that you don't know, the next thing is not something that anyone can get involved in."

The master is still staring at the direction where Amei disappeared, even though he can't see the girl's back clearly at this moment.

"Old Ninth Uncle, children have to learn to grow up by themselves, don't they?"

"Tsk."

The old man rubbed his rosaceous nose, curled his lips.

"Whatever you want, my apprentice, I don't know how to feel bad."

Old Ninth Uncle carried a gourd, staggered, and walked into Fengxueli.

"Weird, weirdo."

"They're all weirdos."

The master is still standing in the wind and snow, silent, like a stone sculpture from ancient times to the present.

…………

Far East, Children's Palace.

"Mom, I told you to enroll in Taekwondo. Martial arts are all lies, and movies are all fake, don't you know?"

The chubby little boy muttered, with a hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other, with ketchup still on his mouth.

"what do you know!"

The middle-aged woman pulled his ear.

"It took me so much effort to find out, do you know? Your Uncle Ma, what a powerful person, even he said that there are experts here. When you go in later, don't worry about anything. Kowtow first, did you hear me! "

"If only I knew you..."

The little fat man had a bitter face, took a sip of Coca-Cola, puffed out his stomach, and nodded reluctantly.

"Uncle Ma, Uncle Ma, Uncle Ma again."

"I think Uncle Ma is just a film."

The little fat man muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say!"

Mom gave him a death stare.

"No...nothing!"

Mom snorted, led him to stop, and looked up.

"arrive."

The little fat man looked up, he was also curious, what would the place that his mother admired so much look like?

Then the three big characters of "Children's Palace" came into his eyes.

fatty:……

Everyone else is dumbfounded.

Even the beloved hamburger and Coke fell to the ground.

What is this!
The expert mother said is here?

Children's Palace!
He looked at his mother in shock.

Mom is also a little skeptical.

Although she had made psychological preparations in advance, when she really stood in front of the Children's Palace, she felt somewhat guilty.

Could it be that Master Ma is joking with me?
Such thoughts appeared in her mind.

After all, what kind of place is the Children's Palace? You said that there are experts here, so why don't you say that the great devil who destroyed the world is in high school?

But she quickly made up her mind.

My son can't go on like this. He is always being bullied. He must learn some skills to be a good man. A man may have no money, but he must not be a wimp.

She looked at her lovely son with loving eyes.

I saw the little chubby who was carefully preparing to pick up the hamburger.

"Tell you to pick it up! Tell you to pick it up!"

"Can you have a chance!"

"Ah, can you be a little bit promising!"

"I can't kill you!"

Five minutes later, the bruised and swollen little chubby and his dear mother stood in front of the Children's Palace.

"Do you remember what to do later?"

"I fell it myself!"

"Why did I ask you this! Kneel down and kowtow, do you know!"

"Whoa whoa."

Facing the roar of his mother, the little fat pier could only shrink his neck in grievance.

She looked at Xiao Pangdun with hatred, and then cut his hair again.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door, and soon there were footsteps inside.

"remember!"

"Uh-huh."

The mother and son communicated in a low voice, and suddenly, the door opened, and the little fat man didn't say anything, and without looking at anyone, he fully followed the old mother's instructions, and knelt down on one knee.

"Master, please accept me!"

He let out a howl.

But, so quiet.

Little Fatty also felt that his mother was pulling him.

what's wrong?

His eyes quietly opened a crack, looking forward.

A little girl in red clothes, about five or six years old, stood in front of him, looking at him curiously.

In other words, I knelt down to a little girl!

Little Fatty: ...

A few minutes later, the dejected little chubby was led by his mother and walked back.

Mom was yelling at the phone, over there was the respected Master Ma, the so-called expert was a little girl who hadn't even started elementary school, she felt that she had been cheated.

"You wait for me, surnamed Ma, if I don't give you a good look, I won't be able to swallow this breath."

The little fat pier hangs his head, listless.

"Let me just say, what a good place the Children's Palace is, it's just for children to play, mom, you still don't believe it."

Mother touched Xiaopangdun's head distressedly.

"Hey, I've made you feel wronged."

She turned her head, towards the direction of the Children's Palace, and spat viciously.

"Go to hell!"

Little Fatty didn't even have the strength to get angry.

He rubbed his stomach.

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's eat something."

There was a roadside stall selling hand pancakes, and there were quite a lot of customers. She led the little chubby and squeezed in, ignoring the words of "don't jump in line" from the people around her.

After paying the money, wait for the boss to make finger cakes, and Yiqu people will chat here around.

While chatting, we talked about the Children's Palace not far away.

"Who knows what's going on there, the door hasn't been opened for several days."

"I don't know, I haven't seen those little girls and boys."

"It's strange, what can we do at this time."

After hearing this, Xiao Pangdun's mother felt angry when she remembered what happened not long ago.

she chimed in.

"It's been closed for several days, is it closed?"

"collapse?"

Several passers-by who were chatting cast surprised glances at him.

"You're not from here, you're bankrupt, don't be kidding."

"Yes, yes, Master Lu's martial arts school can't be closed down."

"I'm still thinking about when I will ask my son to follow suit. It's impossible to close down."

Middle-aged women are not convinced.

"If you don't have real kung fu, you can only put on airs. No matter how big the martial arts hall is, what's the use of no matter how beautiful the decoration is!"

"I said big sister, how did you hear that there is no real kung fu in this?"

"What do you hear, I can't see it with my own eyes!"

Her combat power is extremely strong, and several elders are tied together, and they can't justify it.

However, these quarrels soon stopped.

They stared blankly at the luxury cars passing by one after another.

Some car logos can still be called out, and some have never been seen at all.

Little Fatty is probably the calmest person here.

For him, nothing is more important than hand pancakes.

With the steaming finger cakes and the fragrant sauce, the little fat man was almost crying with happiness. He took a deep breath, showed a smile, and opened his mouth wide to bite down.

"Come here for me!"

Mother is carrying the little fat pier.

"What kind of finger cakes are you eating! Are you the one who eats this! How many times have I told you that you have to pay attention to your identity outside! Do you know your identity!"

His mother scolded him like a storm, and even slapped off the pancakes. Little Fatty looked at his food in grief, and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't reach it.

Perhaps this sentence can be used to describe his mood at the moment.

Ah, never lost my love!

The luxury cars keep going.

It's like an endless dragon.

The passers-by stopped, even if they had never seen this scene on TV, they probed their brains, some wanted to squeeze forward, but hesitated, the value of each car was converted into money, and they had worked hard for several lifetimes to earn Unexpectedly, knowledgeable people become the center of the crowd, and every time a luxury car comes, they will comment there, from the perspective of horsepower design, traditional limited edition, etc., and finally all settle in one place.

how much is it.

Their three views have been refreshed again and again. I really never thought of it before. A car that can’t buy a few houses is so distressing to drive on the road. It is estimated that the tires are scratched, which is enough for ordinary working-class people. Don't drink for ten years.

What's more, many cars can't just be bought with money. There are still quite a few countries in the world that maintain a knighthood system, and one of the cars requires the buyer to show a knighthood certificate.

In other words, at least one nobleman came here today.

Although the Far East is a land that does not recognize nobles, ordinary people subconsciously have a sense of awe for the title of nobles, so when they realize that a noble has come here, the excitement can be imagined.

So here comes the question, why are so many prominent figures gathered here today?

If the big shots came out to play, I knew it wouldn't cause such a big show. Those who like to show off are the nouveau riche, and the real big shots would not do such boring things.

For a luxurious scene, there must be someone or something worthy of their attention.

But their place is just an ordinary street, neither a city center nor a wealthy area, so what kind of big shots can there be?

The little chubby was crying, he was still feeling sorry for his hand pancakes, and his mother threw them into the trash can without taking a bite, his heart was really going to be broken.

Xiao Pangdun, who was immersed in intense grief, didn't hear his mother's advice at all.

"Straighten your back!"

"Head up!"

"What did your physical education teacher say!"

"Come out in your best form and make a good impression on them, don't be ashamed!"

Speaking of it, maybe she was too nervous, even though she was chattering and admonishing her son, she didn't even look at the little chubby pier, she stood up straight, without squinting, and only showed eight teeth in her smile , to be honest, if this posture can still lose weight, there must be a place for this aunt in the national flag class.

She felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest, bang bang bang, there were too many luxury cars, if anyone took a fancy to her or her son, the future would be completely different.

I heard that there is a dog abroad who has inherited billions of dollars and lives like an emperor every day. If someone takes a fancy to her...

Don't dare to think, don't dare to think, don't dare to think at all!
Her face became more rosy, her quilt straightened up, and her mental outlook abruptly went up a step.

Suddenly, she heard some unpleasant comments.

"Tell me, these guys are probably looking for Master Lu."

"Hey, it's interesting."

"I think it's the same thing. Apart from Master Lu, what good place can we have here?"

A few people chatted with each other one by one.

She was standing guard next to her, but she was confused.

It sounds like these big shots are here to find some kind of Master Lu...

But wait, what is the background of this master, the prince of a certain country?Straight so many big figures mobilize teachers and mobilize people?

She was thinking like this, but she always felt that there was something wrong in her heart.

By the way, Master Lu!

She remembered.

I seem to have heard them say that there is a Master Lu in the Children's Palace.

So this means that these big shots came here and put on such a big show just to... go to the Children's Palace to find someone?
She almost bent over with laughter at her own thought.

Open... What are you kidding!
Just a poor children's palace that doesn't even have a receptionist, a children's palace that is like a kindergarten or nursery, is worth driving so many big people.

even……

They were surprised to see that the front car stopped slowly, and a man who looked like a butler ran down and opened the door.

A middle-aged man who looked quite extraordinary got out of the car, and his gestures and gestures were full of majesty that belonged only to the superior.

He looked around, quickly chose a direction, and walked over step by step.

After that came the second car, and then the third car.

A person steps down from above.

Passers-by are more firm in their previous views.

These big men are so mobilized to visit someone.

Even that person's status was so noble that he had to get out of the car and walk.

The eyes of passers-by were filled with shock.

At the same time, there is a deep sense of curiosity.

So, who is it?

In a small place like theirs, who on earth is worthy of such big shots?
"Sure enough, I'll just say it."

"Look, they're going to the Children's Palace."

"That's right, it's strange, why do foreigners also come to find Master Lu?"

"Who told us Master Lu is great? Didn't you hear someone say that Master Lu has real skills."

Little Fatty looked around boredly, he wanted to find something delicious, anything would be fine.

It's a pity that his hand was tightly held by his mother, and he felt like a canary, locked in a cage and unable to go anywhere.

Little Fatty sighed sadly, he really had to bear a burden that he shouldn't have to bear at his age.

Suddenly, it seemed to feel something.

The little fat man's face froze suddenly.

Soon, a look of pain covered his face.

Little Fatty felt that his fat hand was about to break off.

Looking back, he almost looked up to the sky and cried out in grief.

Mom, let go!
His little fat hands were pinched white by his mother.

I heard that it is easy to get arthropods if you turn white!

If he doesn't have his right hand, how will he eat snacks in the future!

His mother didn't notice the situation of Xiaopangdun at all.

She just bit her lip and murmured over and over again.

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"correct!"

For an instant, a fiery light burst out from her eyes.

"By the way, that's right, it must be like this, there's nothing wrong with it!"

she murmured.

Next to the Children's Palace, there is also a Taekwondo gym.

This is also the reason why Xiaopangdun mentioned Taekwondo just now.

She felt she had the truth in her hands.

Why do these big shots have to go to the Children's Palace, and maybe to the Taekwondo Hall!
That's how it must be!

She blushed, clenched her fists more and more tightly, looked at the big shots with piercing eyes, and called silently in her heart.

"Taekwondo, Taekwondo, must go to Taekwondo!"

It's just that in the deepest part of her heart, she actually understands it.

The possibility of the Children's Palace is much greater than that of the Taekwondo Hall.

She's just kidding herself.

Since it is self-deception, then there must be a day when I wake up from my dream.

At this moment, it was as if all the strength in her body had been sucked away.

The big shots stopped.

They walked to the gate of the Children's Palace.

"What are you talking about?",

"Sure enough, I knew it."

"It must be to find Master Lu."

A group of people were chatting, triumphant, as if these prominent figures came to find Master Lu, and they also followed suit.

More passers-by had never heard of Master Lu at all, and this was the first time they had encountered it today, and they were also excited to ask around, trying to find out who that Master Lu was.

And the big people who attracted passers-by to watch, people with prominent identities at first glance, were the leaders of one mixed-race organization after another.

In fact, the investigation of Kyushu was quite unexpected. The Supreme Council hit a snag on the Hunter website. They thought that they would have to pay a huge price to find out information about Kyushu. Unexpectedly, they changed the direction of the investigation a little bit, and the situation immediately ushered in a turning point.

In fact, there is no need to describe it as a turning point. Kyushu is almost undefended, and their information is clearly there. It is in the city where Kassel grew up in S-level, and in the place where he worked as a coach in summer vacation.

Children's Palace.

The mixed races looked at the nameplate at the entrance of the Children's Palace, and their eyes lingered on the word "Kyushu" on it for a long time.

Looking around again, the surroundings are full of ordinary traffic, not in the deep mountains and old forests, not in the depths of white clouds,
It seems that there is really no place for the slightest conspicuousness.

And who would have thought that right here, a group of mixed-race people from all over the world would be shocked.

Kyushu.

The mixed races sorted out their moods, put on solemn faces, and walked towards the gate of the Children's Palace together.

The person who rang the doorbell was a representative of the Supreme Council.

Pressed three times regularly, the movement was slow, then he put away his hand and waited quietly.

At this moment, even passers-by who didn't know anything subconsciously held their breath.

They were deeply looking forward to the person who opened the door.

There are so many great people mobilizing teachers and mobilizing crowds just to come and meet this person.

What will he look like?

Is it an old man with white beard and hair?

Like an old fairy.

Or a young man with a decent appearance?

With indomitable arrogance?
The half-breeds also waited.

It should be said that no one hopes that the door will be opened by young people more than them.

It would definitely be the best thing if we could see the S rank here.

But they themselves know that the possibility is extremely low.

The intelligence shows that the S-class has stayed in Kassel and never left. Unless he has learned the apparition in Harry Potter, he will definitely not be the one who opened the door.

Although it was a pity, the best thing to do was to have Chen Pingan or Yuanyuan open the door, they would be very satisfied.

They also watched the live broadcast before, and the battle of these two left a deep impression on them. If possible, they hoped to meet with these two.

Little Fatty listened to the discussions of the people around him in a daze.

Why did he feel like he couldn't understand a word.

Are these people talking about the Children's Palace he just visited?

Why does the little fat pier feel so strange?

He raised his head, pulled his mother, and wanted to ask.

Mom slapped his hand away.

"Don't make trouble, I didn't see that I called Ma, oh, it's Uncle Ma calling!"

Immediately afterwards the phone was connected.

An old voice came from the other end of the phone.

Mom made a smile.

"Well, Uncle Ma, I am..."

Little Fatty opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Mom called Uncle Ma, isn't it... not appropriate.

No one cares about the mother and son here.

It's a pity to say it.

Because if someone pays a little attention to the two mother and son here, or even strikes up a conversation with them, they probably don't need to guess, and they can know who will open the door of this children's palace.

The ears of the representatives of the mixed race organization moved slightly.

They pose with dignity.

Inside the door, footsteps sounded.

Who is coming.

It's just... Does this sound of footsteps sound wrong?
Before they could think about it, the door was already open.

The mixed races quickly straightened their faces and smiled decently.

Then they saw a little girl in red tugging at the door with great difficulty, and looked at them curiously.

Xiaodoudou blinked her round black eyes and looked at them.

At this moment, the air seemed to be quiet.

Mixed races have thought of many situations.

They even considered that they were just ordinary Kyushu members, neither Chen Pingan nor Yuanyuan.

After all, they came to the door hastily and in a hurry, all of which are understandable.

But... why is it a little girl?

At this age, do you dare to ask the hero, have you got a kindergarten diploma?

They really don't know what to say.

In the end, it was the little girl who broke the embarrassment.

Doudou stepped forward, pretending to think seriously, and soon thought of it, so he smiled.

She clasped her fists in a decent way.

Arched in all directions.

"Uncles, please."

Doudou's little milky voice is straight-forward.

"My teacher said that he went out to play, what's the matter, let's talk about it when we come back."

Doudou thought about it again, then nodded, with a serious expression on her chubby little face.

"Kyushu, thank you."

A little girl said thank you, which is funny no matter how you look at it.

But what if there is an S-rank standing behind this little girl?

And if that's not enough, look up.

On top of the little girl's head, on the nameplate at the entrance of the Children's Palace.

The two shining "Kyushu" are still hanging there.

To put it bluntly, Doudou itself is not important.

What matters is who she represents.

Kyushu, enough for them to give respect.

…………

Kassel.

It was clear that the start of the new semester had passed, but the campus was still as deserted as ever.

Even cooler than the holidays.

Anyway, there are still professors in the winter vacation. As for now, the professors have also set foot on the flight to the roof of the world.

In this martial arts competition, Kassel almost went all out.

Lu Mingfei was walking alone on the empty path.

Ling set off a few days ago, and she had to go ahead and be in charge of connecting with the Children's Palace.

Lu Mingfei was probably the last group of people to go to the roof of the world.

Holding his briefcase in his arms, he slammed into the dormitory with a cold air all over his body.

The dormitory was also empty and there was no one there.

Fingel has already packed up his news department and moved it to the roof of the world. To put it bluntly, the collision between the Children's Palace and Kassel, the battle of warriors on both sides, such a hot topic, how could Kassel's paparazzi be missing? Where is the king?
What's more, Finger has been muttering from the very beginning, he really wants to see Senior Sister Yuanyuan, according to this guy, in fact, he is also a one-in-a-million sword cultivator seed, and he wants to worship Yuanyuan in his dreams Under the door, Lu Mingfei just heard that. He is not sure if he is a swordsman or not, but he really sees Finger's cheapness.

However, when Fingel was about to board the plane with great ambitions, Lu Mingfei still kindly reminded him.

He said so.

"If you don't want to die, stay away from Yuanyuan."

It's not that Lu Mingfei is protecting his weaknesses, he doesn't need to make a move at all, if Finger dares to pounce on Yuanyuan as if he was rushing to hug his thigh, Yuanyuan can use her sword to make a Finger tattoo, each piece is crystal clear , thin and transparent.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei laughed.

Speaking of which, what he was most looking forward to was the meeting between Yuanyuan and Chu Zihang.

Can the two of them hold back three sentences a day sitting together?

This is a serious question.

Lu Mingfei lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, looked at the ceiling, and smiled faintly.

Slowly, he closed his eyes.

Drogunil, start.

Hello, Erika.

Lu Mingfei woke up in the virtual game world.

He habitually hung up the task menu.

stunned.

Then laugh.

He lay down relaxed, raised his legs, and looked at a line of words on the menu.

[Dungeon of World No. [-]]

(End of this chapter)