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Chapter 186 Lu Mingfei

Tracy's eyebrows were long and straight, and her blue eyes were sharp and bright.

She was wearing a white shirt similar to a suit. The three buttons under the collar were unbuttoned, and the hanging black curly hair blocked the key position, giving a vague feeling of haziness.

"Digested." Lu Mingfei nodded, his cheeks were reddish and he turned his gaze to the clean floor.

"Hmph." Tracy snorted softly, as if she was laughing or mocking, she watched Lu Mingfei's grinning smile become more charming: "Sit down, don't stand."

Lu Mingfei looked around but couldn't find any other place to sit down, only a big bed covered with a thick quilt.

"Just sit there."

Lu Mingfei froze, and sat down nervously, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Captain, just speak up if you have anything to say."

Tracy looked him up and down, closed the book in her hand and asked, "Have you ever been in love?"

"Talk about it." Lu Mingfei even added, "I have a very beautiful girlfriend."

In order to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, Lu Mingfei deliberately mentioned that his girlfriend was in the present continuous tense.

"Oh~, what kind of girl is she? Where is she?" Tracy asked with great interest: "Aren't you afraid that she will be sad if you have a lover who comes out to take risks?"

"Don't lie to me, I can tell if you're telling the truth."

Lu Mingfei didn't understand why he checked the account all of a sudden, pulled up homework, thought for a while and said, "I have red hair, and usually look soft and weak, but when encountering certain things, I will be very stubborn."

"She's in another world."

Tracy stood up, turned her waist and walked towards Lu Mingfei. She was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the man in front of her was still an infatuated man. I."

"We are really similar. It seems that fate guides you and me to meet."

She lifted Lu Mingfei's chin with her index finger, and a feeling of sympathy spread in her heart.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. Why did things suddenly become like this? Wait a minute! ?

"Captain, do you still like girls?"

"Well, I've always liked it."

I have to say that the folk customs on the sea are really tough, and this captain is still male and female
'I have to find a way to slip away, I can't help Erika. '

When Lu Mingfei was thinking about the escape route, Tracy withdrew her finger, sat beside Lu Mingfei and said casually:
"If you set foot on this road, you can't turn back. When I was a child, I was very envious of my mother's strength. Both my father and I were envious of it."

"My mother also selflessly shared this power with me and my father."

She puts emphasis on the word "selfless."

"My mother is very satisfied with this kind of power, but I don't like it very much. My mother never told me the price of obtaining power."

Tracy's fingers moved slightly, and the desk drawer opened automatically, and a bottle of purple potion floated into her hand.

Like a gentle big sister, she grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist and held up her palm, and put the bottle of potion in Lu Mingfei's hand.

"But in these precarious times, some insignificant costs are acceptable."

"Is not it?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the potion in his hand in surprise, "This is it?"

"The potion of promotion, as a senior of Sequence 5 of the same path, I am willing to lead you to peek deeper into the extraordinary." Tracy said with a smile but not a smile:

"Take it, I have a room for you."

夜晚
Lu Mingfei did not return to the fourth fleet, which made John Proto, the fourth bosun's captain, and the crew members very unhappy.

Many people stood on the deck and looked at the main ship eagerly, their eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"I finally fell in love once, but you let me lose so thoroughly!"

Unable to hold on, the pirates began to use alcohol to forget their troubles.

"Why can't it be me! How good is that little boy!" A pirate with a scarred face was like a big boy who had lost his love, weeping and wiping away his tears: "I'd rather the captain love the red-haired woman from before, woo woo woo—— "

All kinds of complaints rang out. Although John Plotto seemed to have eaten countless lemons, he didn't say anything. On the contrary, he was taking small steps, carefully leaning against the wall and heading towards the door. go.

Snapped--

The door was pushed open at once, and the leader was the second boatswain.

"John Proto! You bastard!!!"

John Proto's face turned green, and he immediately wanted to use his extraordinary ability to escape from here.

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

A voice sounded, like the judge's final sentence.

"Jonas!"

It's his deputy, Jonas!
Holding a wine bottle, Jonas raised his head as if he had lost his purpose in life: "You are the one who brought that kid back, right? Ah~? Bosun."

Old John sighed, the floor might be harder to mop tonight.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what happened on the fourth fleet, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care because he was innocent.

He is currently stranded in a quiet room on the ship, where there is only one bed, covered with white pillows and white quilts.

After drinking the potion, promotion is the same as before, uh.
Still be cautious.

"It seems to be going into a short slumber."

To be honest, Tracy's attitude towards him was a bit too good, and he was waiting for another self to come back and watch out, in case he fell into a deep sleep because of the potion, he could get through some crises safely.

Lu Mingfei didn't think that his charm was so great that Tracy fell in love at first sight, otherwise he wouldn't have had a crush on Chen Wenwen in high school and dared not confess his love for three years.

"came back?"

"I went to Bancy Island."

"Have you found anything?"

"Something very interesting. Are you going to take a potion?"

Lu Mingfei shook the liquid in the bottle and asked, "Is this thing authentic?"

"It's over if you drink your current physique." Lao Lu asked calmly, "Which captain gave it to you?"

"how do you know?"

"Hey, uh, um" Lao Lu hesitated for a while after hey: "Drink it, it should be fine."

"By the way, I brought you a gift back, and I'll give it to you after drinking."

"Mysterious..." Lu Mingfei uncorked the bottle and drank the purple liquid inside.

Can dreams tonight have some gorgeous adventures?

What he didn't see was a transparent phantom with a smile that reached to the ear.

The Dao Fruit was temporarily suppressed, and at the same time, the black dragon claws on the Dao Fruit loosened, and beams of light merged into her body.

Lu Mingfei lay on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover him, and soon fell into a sound sleep. He hadn't felt so sleepy for a long time.

Slowly, Lu Mingfei fell into a deep sleep.

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei."

who is calling me?

Lu Mingfei woke up drowsily from his dream, rubbed his eyes in a daze, feeling a little pain in his head.

"Lu Mingfei."

He looked to the right and saw a girl in Shilan Middle School.

Chen Wenwen?
Chen Wenwen put her head on it with concern, "You don't have a fever?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. Is today's dream Chen Wenwen's route? !
"By the way, there is a newly opened milk tea shop over there. Let me treat you. Let's go together?" Chen Wenwen suggested.

On the campus after school, from time to time, some students looked away and looked away. The evening wind blew by, and the shade of the trees above their heads rustled.

"Go?"

"Go." A soft voice sounded, and Lu Mingfei was startled.

whose voice? !
"I knew you liked this, hee hee." Chen Wenwen laughed, interlocked her fingers, and walked forward while holding Lu Mingfei's hand.

Why are my hands so white?Is it me with such thin arms?From the perspective of No.1, Lu Mingfei was a little confused.

There are several glass display windows at the school gate, inside are the photos of the champions of Shilan Middle School over the years. Lu Mingfei followed his dream and looked into the transparent glass windows for the first time. Those were the photos of Chu Zihang and other champions. their photos.

Two figures holding hands are reflected on the slightly reflective glass window.

Those were two British-style blazers with loose white woolen sweaters, black stockings and square-toed leather shoes paired with a red plaid skirt.
Different from Chen Wenwen, who is a quiet literary girl, the other girl has long black hair reaching her back, long eyelashes and big black eyes. The beauty of style.

I am Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!Wake up! ! !

Lu Mingfei wanted to wake up, he forgot that the useless dragon was so damn low!
I don't want to experience this kind of dream!Change another, change channel!
For the first time, the TV channel could be switched actively for the first time, and the figure of Chen Wenwen holding his hand in front of him gradually disappeared, together with the campus.

"Sign the contract?"

In the dilapidated ruins, a thick male voice sounded.

Lu Mingfei found himself lying in the ruins, panting heavily, a steel bar passed through his abdomen, and the midday sun pierced through the gaps in the ruins.

"I made a contract with you."

Lu Mingfei heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that this is an adventure stream. Is he going to summon the blond-haired King Arthur?
"The important task of the magical girl is entrusted to you!"

Like the transformation of Sailor Moon, after a burst of special effects of light pollution, a magical girl with black hair and golden eyes appeared on the stage, and the magic wand intimately summoned a mirror.

stop it!Change channel!I'm not Lu Mingfei!

"You are another me in this world." The black-haired girl caressed herself with the chicken nest head, as if she had found a resonance.

vomit!Cut it for me!
"elder sister."

cut!
A nightmare, an absolute nightmare, a nightmare tonight.

When Lu Mingfei woke up from the bed, the sheets and pillows had been soaked in sweat, he let out a breath, and felt very tired after sleeping.

The morning sun shines into this cabin through the glass windows and hits the black oak table, so there is no need for dust to float in the beams.

The sound of the waves, the creaking of the planks, the movement of the crew
Somehow, the power of Jindan Qi was suppressed?My head felt dizzy and painful, and all kinds of information were transmitted to my mind.
It's like listening to Fat Tiger's all-night concert after a hangover.
Fortunately, this feeling is gradually fading, and the inspiration is gradually under control.

'Is there a possibility.'

Lu Mingfei covered his head with his palms and rubbed his temples.

'The reason why that guy can't restart his world'

He puts on his shoes and heads for the bathroom.

’ because he spends all his time on such nonsense. '

Lu Mingfei opened the bathroom door and stretched.

"Why is the hair a little long?" Lu Mingfei said to himself, his eyes suddenly widened, not because of the long hair, but because of the voice coming out of his mouth
This sound. I heard it many times last night.
There was a mirror on the right side, but he didn't dare to turn his head at the moment, his eyes stared forward in horror.

"I see. Hahaha."

"Gollum..."

"This is the blah blah Inception, right hahaha..."

"This time I am myself in Inception."

"Yep."

The beautiful girlish voice keeps coming out of his throat, and enters the brain through the cochlea and bone conduction.

Dong dong dong, the wooden door of the bathroom was knocked.

"It's not good~~." His male voice sounded outside the washroom, "I just heard some bad news!"

The illusory and transparent old road pokes into one head.

"Captain Bolan's sixth son gave us fake news~~"

"Assassin Pathway Sequence 7 is called a Witch"

"Oh!" Lao Lu frowned, and shook his head sadly: "It seems that it has already taken effect! It has taken effect! Ah!"

"Damn Klein, bullying~~too~~~too much!!!" Peking opera accent ended.

He turned transparent and disappeared.

Lu Mingfei felt that his blood was frozen at this moment, his hands and feet were cold, and his teeth were trembling.

It took a full ten seconds, her body was shaking, and she turned her stiff neck with all her strength.

In the mirror, the girl with black hair and dark eyes has disheveled hair and a face with a little baby fat. She has a slender figure, well-proportioned flesh and blood, and crystal-clear fair skin.

Even with hair covering it, it couldn't hide that flawless face.

Lu Mingfei stared at the glass mirror in silence for a long time, a surge of anger seemed to spew out from her chest, her eyes turned golden, adding a different beauty to the girl in the mirror.

"Klein"

"It's not enough for me to kill you a thousand times!!!"

The girl gritted her silver teeth, and icy words formed in her sweet voice.

"Not only you...but also" She looked out of the bathroom wall, spiritually aware of the old way of taking a black evening dress out of the box.

"You bastards!!!"

Klein's inspiration suddenly gave an early warning. For the first time, he drilled into the hole of history and hid behind Su Lin who was lying on the rocking chair.

At the same time, the external historical projection walked between Su Lin's clone of the God of Light and Zhongli, ready to switch positions at any time.

Su Lin and Zhong Li looked at him strangely.

It wasn't until two seconds later that the warning disappeared that Klein switched out from the historical aperture.

'How can I feel this way? ! ' He himself was surprised.

With Mister Fool's left and right protectors beside him, this feeling will still occur. The invasion of foreign gods is almost the same.
Could it be that someone is plotting against him?Zaratul?Amon?Adam?Mother Tree of Desire?Fallen Mother Goddess?
Um.
I want to count him too much
"Do you think that the leader of the Twilight Organization has noticed you, or found any clues?" Klein rubbed his chin and said:

"He may be making a new plan, but it's not certain."

"I can't rule out this possibility." Zhong Li thought for a while, then analyzed: "His way has a lot of weirdness."

"What kind of abilities a writer has, we don't know."

"Now it's just following the description in the book to get a glimpse of the leopard."

Su Lin nodded. After all, he is an ancient person. In the distant second era, he established the ancient sun god who redeemed Rose.

"Maybe we have already met him." Su Lin casually mentioned, "Maybe he just passed by your side, or he was your housekeeper."

Writing stories becomes real, controlling the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness of living beings, mastering and creating 'coincidences', turning strange phenomena that appear by accident into echoes of the soul, and appearing as soon as you want it to appear.

You can even write a character and let this character live without knowing that you were created.

This character can marry, give birth to offspring, and have his own emotions.

This is the writer.
The closest supernatural approach to what was once the pillar 'God'.

No need to do anything, just imagine and create.
To be honest, if Adam is now a dreamer at Sequence 0, Su Lin would not want to confront this guy even if he has the godhead.

He can even imagine a few other uniquenesses, which become short-lived old days.

tricky.

"Writing about the fate of all people is a writer." Zhong Li said with emotion, "What are you going to do with that war angel?"

"I can feel that He is in Backlund, and he should be looking for your trace."

"Haven't thought it through yet, Su Lin, what's wrong?" Klein turned his head and saw Su Lin looking down at the floor tiles on the street, wondering what he was thinking.

Su Lin pondered for a moment and then shook his head: "No, nothing."

I wish he was thinking too much.

作家
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A stone square floating in the void, surrounded by pitch-black stone pillars, supporting a magnificent and huge church.

Every pitch-black pillar, every arch, and every dome in this church are inlaid with bones of different races. They are crowded together in a dense and chaotic manner, surrounding a cross that is hundreds of meters long.

These white bones stared at the slightly small target in the center of the hall with empty eyes, as if they were conducting a trial. This scene was not a bit gloomy, but full of holy meaning.

On the walls, windows, and gates of the church, transparent and distorted faces stood out, as if countless souls were sealed inside.

In front of the cross, there were rows of black seats with backrests, and a figure in an unusually simple white robe, with a light golden beard covering the lower half of his face, and with clear eyes like a child sat in the first place. Row.

He looked warm and restrained, with a silver cross pendant hanging on his chest.

"Bright breath, hidden power." His words broke the silence in God's country.

Adam stared at the [-]-meter-high cross standing in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)