Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

The world has been quiet for a very long time, three years, five years... or even longer?
Lu Mingfei was walking on an abandoned railway track 120 kilometers away from Lake Baikal. His shoulders and head were covered with fallen snow, and his eyelashes, which had been wet during the night, were covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

But why come back here after everything is over?
It was because Lu Mingfei had recently read Lacan's works while pursuing a master's degree in modern psychiatry at Kassel College. When he saw Lacan talking about the object a, his first reaction was the lowercase i in the movie where he had been the receptionist many years ago.

After so many years, I am still slightly touched. It is incredible that a person is pulled out of the abyss by such a majestic girl when he is at his most humble. It seems that everything is destined.

He suddenly wanted to walk again with the one he loved in the places he had been to, even if all the stories that had happened in so many places were blown away by the wind.

Lu Mingfei has been staying in Chicago these years. Most of the time, he discusses the truth of the world and the true meaning of science with the department heads in the basement of the college who are as pale and dry as skeletons. Sometimes he goes there.

One day he had a sudden idea and suddenly found himself standing on the Lenin in Murmansk, which was a replica of the huge ship that was silent in the Sea of ​​Japan. It was used to silence those conspirators who wanted to spy on the dragon world through the Internet.

But Sister Mai said that this ship is almost exactly the same as the thing used as an altar in the depths of the Abyss, in terms of layout and materials, and even the stickers on the side of the ship.

He also traveled to the tundra in the Arctic Circle and traveled south along the Trans-Siberian Railway.

When someone asked them why they appeared here, Lu Mingfei said that he was doing this for the Silver Fox Project, the Soviet-Finnish War, and the Northern Fleet.

So the Russian travelers who met by chance left behind Red Star vodka and sausages, and walked away singing loudly the old songs from many years ago when the Communist International was still popular.

They said that they were nostalgic people from China. The passion of the war era is gone. Now is a time of peace. Poles and Belarusians shake hands and make peace, Israelis and Palestinians live on the same land, and Indians and Pakistanis embrace each other in the Ganges.

But people who are nostalgic always have something in common, and Russians are exactly the ones who are nostalgic.

Lu Mingfei turned his back to the Siberian Railway and headed for Seres. Seres is actually China. Europeans used to call China Seres instead of China. The wind whistled in his ears, and he said to the girl beside him, "Damn, what if a train hits us and we die? Have you bought insurance to ship the ashes back to China?"

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, then jumped onto Lu Mingfei's back with a hum, wrapped her long legs around the man's waist, and blew hot air into the guy's ears.

She said no.

"Because Russia is in a state of war, the insurance company will not reimburse," said Xia Mi.

I forgot to mention that the rest of the world is at peace, only Ukraine is still fighting with the Russians at the instigation of the Northern Alliance.

The Slavs were living a life of debauchery in Moscow, and the ones who were fighting now were the descendants of the two groups of Cossack cavalry. If Ivan Bahon knew about this, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of his dungeon in Lithuania and crush all his unworthy descendants to death.

It's funny to say that this war is a continuation of the decisive battle of that year. Everyone is mobilizing troops like crazy to fight for their own interests.

Because both Cossacks benefited from the war, Moscow's military industry recovered and the economy ushered in unprecedented growth, and the Anglo-Saxons gave huge amounts of aid to small countries in the west, which made them rich in a roundabout way. As a result, this so-called regional war got out of control and is now on the verge of developing into a war of annihilation. Professor Mans said that there might be a shadow of the dragon clan in this, but Principal Flamel was not interested in the dragon clan, he was only interested in holding the women's nude swimming championship.

"Where are we going today?" Xia Mi reached out to hold Lu Mingfei's neck, sniffed and said, "Brother, you smell like other girls."

"Go to Tomsk, they are all waiting there." Lu Mingfei breathed out hot air and let his junior sister rub her slightly cold hands on his neck. It was so cold that it pierced his bones.

"It's the smell of my senior sister." Lu Mingfei said.

Last night Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo watched the aurora and the Arctic Ocean on the coast of Kola Bay.

While watching the aurora, Nuonuo held Lu Mingfei's hand all the time. The magnificent sky was reflected in her red pupils, and a colorful river of light flowed on her face. Her head rested lightly on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

She said, "Junior brother, why can't we succeed?" Lu Mingfei sighed, touched Nuonuo's hair and said nothing. Lu Mingfei had really tried hard over the years, but when he went to the medical department for a checkup, the professors unanimously agreed that there was no problem with Lu Mingfei's fertility.

Others had no problem either. Before going to bed, Nono also carefully stroked his knuckles, in the suite of the old building built in 1977 on the old street of the city, holding it in the refracted light of the sparkling Posh vodka, releasing it, and holding it, until the cycle was disrupted by the ethanol in the stomach.

At this time, Xia Mi took her hand out and put it into Lu Mingfei's pocket. The stuffy pocket of the cold-proof down coat was like a mother holding her daughter's red, frozen little hand.

"Be nicer to my sister." Xia Mi pressed her face against Lu Mingfei's back and arched her back like a kitten. Fine snow was floating in the sky, and ice crystals fell on the girl's hair like dewdrops hanging on tree branches.

Lu Mingfei's heartbeat was steady and strong. Holding him tightly, Xia Mi felt as if she was close to a blazing bonfire. It was so comfortable, so comfortable that she felt like she was about to fall asleep.

"I know." Lu Mingfei said.

He knew what Xia Mi meant.

Something not so good happened a few years ago and Nono was hurt as a result.

At that time, she was pregnant with Lu Mingfei's child, but the child never came into this world because Lu Mingfei was being hunted by the entire secret party.

Everyone thought that Lu Mingfei was a dragon king hiding in the human world, everyone thought it was a conspiracy of an ancient tribe, and everyone wanted to obtain Lu Mingfei's genes and kill him.

In order to help him pass on information, Nuonuo did not flee with him, but the news of the girl's pregnancy eventually spread like wildfire.

Pregnancy, a child of the Dragon King!
No king in history has ever left behind his own bloodline, let alone a thing born from a pure human and possibly a mixed-race king.

The school board went crazy. The enforcement team and the hunting team chased Nono from Chicago to Oslo. Nono ran away all the way, but in the end she couldn't save the child and she miscarried.

Since then, Nono's mental state has not been very good. After the crisis was resolved, Nono seemed to be paralyzed and was absent-minded the whole day.

At this time, Xia Mi jumped off Lu Mingfei's back and snuggled up to him, her steps bouncing again. "Did Nuonuo go to Tomsk too?" Xia Mi's eyes curved, and her white skirt fluttered like a flower that was blooming and withering.

"Eri and Rei are here too, and Sister Mai should be here soon." Lu Mingfei said.

When Xia Mi held his hand, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that he had also walked with a girl across the freezing cold Volga River and the surging white waves of the Barents Sea.

Not long ago, also in the Arctic Circle, Lu Mingfei dragged Xia Mi into a snowdrift during the polar night. The snow was taller than their waists, and the sub-zero wind made the two purebred warm-tropical people's voices hoarse and their noses red.

But they were not able to see the aurora that night, so Xia Mi sat on a bench and listened to the sound of the ocean hitting the rocks in the pitch-black darkness, while Lu Mingfei held the girl's shoulders from behind.

——Even for guys like Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi who could fly, it was already very late when they reached Tomsk in the southeast from the west of Siberia.

The weather this year was really strange. Even in July, there was heavy snow falling in Siberia. Lu Mingfei opened his coat and held it over his head like an umbrella. Xia Mi hid in Lu Mingfei's arms like a little bird protected by a big bird.

There were not many guests in the hotel, so the Romanov family encountered almost no obstacles in booking the entire hotel. However, what really shocked the boss who was dragged out of the door was not the Romanov family's lavish spending, nor the guests' violent tendencies, but the fact that the guests staying here today were not elegant nobles, nor were they aging financial tycoons, nor were they the education investors who often appeared in Tomsk, but a group of young girls who were so beautiful that they made people terrified.

When Lu Mingfei broke into this small hotel that was known for its privacy and elegance in this university town, the light from the fireplaces on both sides of the corridor hit him in the face, and the fatigue and coldness from the long journey in Siberia were swept away in an instant.

Xia Mi jumped into the corridor. The wind outside the door made the wind chimes on the ceiling collide with each other, making pleasant sounds.

She shook her long hair in Marilyn Monroe's signature pose, and the ice chips fell all over the floor.

“Junior sister, when you do this, please think about the difference between you and Monroe.” Lu Mingfei shook his shoulders to shake off the snow, then casually hung his wet and frozen coat on the hanger.

At the end of the corridor is a half-open sandalwood door, with a dim light coming from behind the door.

Lu Mingfei stretched lazily, guessing that Eri should have prepared a large table of delicious food, but he just hoped that there would be less vodka.

The doctor said that alcohol can also affect fertility. Although Lu Mingfei felt that with his bloodline, there was probably no strong liquor in the world that could pose a threat to the body, but sometimes this kind of thing is a metaphysical field that cannot be explained by science and even finance. If you believe it, it doesn't exist, and if you don't believe it, it exists.

"Lu Mingfei, what do you mean!"

Xia Mi glared at Lu Mingfei angrily. She walked behind the rude guy and covered his eyes with her hands. There seemed to be a hint of anger in her dark pupils, but there was also a clear flash of joy and excitement.

"I mean Monroe is not even a bit better than you, Junior Sister. Whether it's looks or personality, you're dozens of blocks ahead of that old woman, okay?"

"Where's the figure, where's the figure!" Xia Mi gritted her teeth in anger, stretched out her hands to ruffle Lu Mingfei's hair, and immediately covered this guy's eyes.

"Ahahaha, Junior Sister, you need both good looks and a good figure..."

"Lu! Ming! Fei!"

"Junior sister, I was wrong..."

"Then go in like this, I want to see if you really love me that much." Xia Mi snorted, "If you love me, you should trust me. Do you believe me when I say I won't throw you against the wall?"

"I believe it." Lu Mingfei said confidently.

Anyway, it doesn't matter even if an accident happens. Even the Tsar Bomb, a super weapon that could shift the Eurasian plates, couldn't do anything to him. How could he be hit on the head and bleed by a mere wall?
The girl's fingertips came together, and Lu Mingfei gave up all his vigilance, placing everything in Xia Mi's hands.

But he did not feel the feeling of entering the room from the corridor. Instead, he stepped onto a spiral staircase. The light at the end of the stairs dimmed, and the air around him was filled with warm, floral fragrance.

"Junior sister, you are still criticizing me. You are not obedient either. There is a smell of girls around you." Lu Mingfei said with a sniff.

"Lu Mingfei, I told you not to peek!" Xia Mi warned fiercely.

"Who said I'm here? There's nothing I can do. My hearing and smell are here..."

"You also have hearing and sense of smell, are you a puppy?" Xia Mi said.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei was suddenly tripped. He was not panicked, but stretched out his hand to support himself, but before his hand was completely extended, he was buried in the soft cloud.

It was not a cloud, but a huge bed.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, what the hell is going on? Am I going to die today like Brother Cheng?
But when Lu Mingfei looked up, he saw beautiful girls surrounding him like flowers.

People say that a woman's waist is as bright as a peach blossom and her face is as white as a peach blossom. This is probably what they are talking about. As the saying goes, "a pair of beautiful eyes are full of radiance", Lu Mingfei was instantly overwhelmed by the faint glow in those beautiful eyes.

Xia Mi knelt beside him, with her head lowered and her eyes full of smiles.

"Brother, what a surprise." The girl said softly, biting her lip slightly. She didn't know when her clothes had slipped to one side, revealing her smooth shoulders.

Lu Mingfei's heart was pounding.

"Happy birthday, Sakura." Eri leaned close to his ear and breathed a warm sigh of relief. (End of this chapter)