Happy Wind Man of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 46 Draco and Paramecium

The sound of Fingel's reading echoed in the huge space of the waiting hall. After playing the last game, Lu Mingfei lay on the massage chair and fell asleep.

The connection was so seamless that Jiang Xun didn't notice it. At some unknown moment, Fingel's voice switched from Latin to a strange retroflex language. It was muddy and hoarse, yet seemed to have the solemnity of thousands of ancient bells ringing in unison. It doesn't look like human language at all.

Lu Mingfei's squinted eyes were half-opened, with lava-like red-gold light flowing in his eyes. He was obviously the same person in appearance, with no change except for the color of his eyes, but they were two completely different people in temperament.

The original bad boy disappeared, and now sitting there is an emperor with the majesty of an ancient god. The emperor's face is filled with the silence and sadness that I have lived for thousands of years.

Jiang Xun guessed that Lu Mingfei should have entered the state of spiritual vision, and the descendants of the dragon clan would resonate with the dragon text, and when they resonated, it would produce the effect of "spiritual vision", that is, they would naturally see the dragon text appearing in their minds.

Except for dragon characters, everyone's 'spiritual vision' is different, but they will all see the things they care about most deep in their hearts.

Jiang Xun's bloodline was too low to resonate with Long Wen, and he did not have any 'spiritual vision' phenomenon.

He held the trembling Toad Dragon in his arms and looked down at the hair that stood up on the Toad Dragon's back.

After all, the Toad Dragon was once a second-generation ancient dragon, and it was inevitable that he would be terrified when he saw a terrifying monster at the ancestor level.

He put his fingers on the back of Toadsaur's head and followed the hair on his neck down his spine, soothing Toadsaur and combing his hair.

Lu Mingfei slowly turned his head and looked at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun petted the cat, his calm eyes meeting those golden eyes flowing with flame-like light.

Chicago is a bustling city. The footsteps of pedestrians, the sound of car horns, the friction of wheels and rails, and all the hustle and bustle of the metropolis have disappeared. Only the sound of Fingel singing Longwen in this silent space. reverberates.

"This is the first time we meet, please give me some advice, Mr. Devil." Jiang Xun said softly.

Fingel walked to Lu Mingfei's side, and the voice of reciting the dragon text stopped abruptly. The golden pupils in Lu Mingfei's eyes slowly extinguished, and the emperor's majesty faded away, and he turned back to the bad boy.

Lu Mingfei's pupils lost focus and his eyes were dull. His expression changed. First he was surprised, his mouth opened slightly, as if he had seen some spectacular sight, then he was doubtful, and then fearful. He suddenly shouted and jumped out of the chair. He jumped up and hit Fingel on the chin.

"Ah!" Fengel screamed when he was hit by Lu Mingfei's lower hook.
Fingel's cry woke up Lu Mingfei. He looked at Fingel and asked strangely: "What's your ghost name at this late hour?"

"I kindly reminded you that the car was coming, but you actually beat me. Are you the reincarnation of Liu Bei? You will kill someone when you wake up," Fingel complained.

"It's Cao Cao," Jiang Xun corrected. "Cao Cao has two major hobbies: killing people in his dreams and being a good wife. I don't know if Lu Mingfei has such hobbies."

After Jiang Xun finished speaking, he picked up his luggage and blinked at Lu Mingfei.

I'm not interested in wives or anything like that. Lu Mingfei followed them to the ticket gate with his suitcase.

The three of them came to the ticket gate. A ghost-like man stood there. The man had a golden conductor badge on his hat and wore a dark green conductor uniform. He looked like the conductor of the Hell Express in a horror movie. This car was so weird that it seemed Just drove from hell, the end is the endless abyss.

The conductor stood there, ringing the bell, and shouted toward the waiting hall: "CC1000 Express, passengers, please prepare to board. Passengers, please prepare to board."

As a senior brother, Fingel was the first to step forward to demonstrate. He took out his ticket and handed it to the conductor.

The conductor chewed gum and blew bubbles, took Fingel's ticket and crossed it through the ticket validation machine. The green light turned on and there was a "beep" sound.

"Fingal, are you still not dropping out of school?" said the conductor, "I thought I wouldn't see you this year." "I'm a person who starts and ends," said Fingal. Is it done?"

"Down to 'F', you're down from 'A' grade, you've been down from heaven to hell," said the conductor.

"It's really reduced from a serf to a beast..." Fingel muttered.

Jiang Xun was the second to step forward. His ticket passed through the ticket validation machine. The dazzling red light came on and the ticket validation machine made a piercing scream. The four people quickly covered their ears.

"What's going on? Is the machine broken? The people from the equipment department just inspected it two days ago." The conductor checked again, and there was still a red light and a harsh scream.

"Junior brother, after so many years of studying, this is the first time I have encountered this situation. Did you use a fake ticket? It's not necessary. The ticket from Kassel College has no collection value," Fingel asked.

"Yes, Jiang Xun, did you get the wrong ticket?" Lu Mingfei asked with concern.

"No, it's the one sent by the college." Jiang Xun said with a bitter smile.

The conductor took Lu Mingfei's ticket and swiped it. The light turned green and the machine made a cheerful sound.

"Lu Mingfei?" The train conductor's beautiful green eyes lit up, "I'm sorry, there was a mistake in scheduling, your rank is 'S', but there are very few people with such a high rank, so the system has gone wrong, just like the millennium bug. There is a reason."

"'S'?" Fingel's eyes widened, "Isn't the only principal with an 'S'?"

"No, but no more than ten people." The conductor said. He looked at Jiang Xun again: "Don't be impatient. I'll make a call."

The conductor took out a mobile phone from his classic uniform, "The director said, there is a student here who can't get the ticket. I checked the ticket and there is no problem with the ticket. The student's name is Jiang Xun..."

Finger patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect you to look bad, but you are a noble Tianlong person. I can't see it. From now on, I will rely on you to protect my brother."

"Go away, you are a Celestial Dragon, and your whole family is a Celestial Dragon." Lu Mingfei pushed his hand away.

The Celestial Dragons are the world's nobles and high-end people who live in the holy land of Mariejoia in the Japanese manga "One Piece".They claim to be descendants of the Creator, wear bubble hoods because they consider themselves noble and disdain to breathe the same air as ordinary people, and treat people of other races as slaves.Enjoy all privileges.

Most of the Celestial Dragons are ugly, disgusting, and in need of a beating.

Fingel looked at Jiang Xun and asked curiously: "Junior brother, what level are you?"

"I'm not talented, my bloodline is Z." Jiang Xun said.

"Z! Z! Z level?" Fingel's jaw dropped. "Is there such a low level in the academy? I thought I was already the lowest."

"Yes, a real Z-class. If senior brother is a beast class, I may be a paramecium class. But I, a paramecium class, entered the school with the same principal scholarship as S-class." Jiang Xun showed off.

Fingel was jealous. He didn't get the principal's scholarship when he entered A-level school. The principal's scholarship can be said to be a privilege for S-level students.

He looked at Jiang Xun suspiciously. He suspected that Lu Mingfei was the principal's illegitimate son when he heard Lu Mingfei say that he was an S-grade. Now it seems that Jiang Xun is the principal's illegitimate son.

If he wasn't the principal's illegitimate son, how could a Z-level person be admitted to school, let alone receive the principal's scholarship?

(End of this chapter)