Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Lu Mingfei covered his chest with his right hand. He smiled and pinched Eri's face.

"Eri is a very beautiful girl, you would be a good match with anyone," he said.

But there seemed to be a slender girl standing in the scattered sunlight that penetrated his eyes. She put her hands behind her back, skipped to his side, stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. Her breath was like orchid and she said in a reproachful voice, "Brother, were all the things you said before a lie?"

That was Xia Mi's silhouette, breaking into his soul so unscrupulously at this time.

He promised Xia Mi that he would always be with her. Once a promise is made, nothing can stop it. Even if the world is destroyed, he will not break his oath.

His heart may have already become unlike that of a human being, and the dragon's soul and beliefs may have already filled everything in him with the flow of boiling blood, but he wanted to prove that he was still Lu Mingfei.

There is only one Lu Mingfei in ten thousand worlds.

He didn't want to prove it to anyone else, he just wanted to prove it to himself. To prove to that loser who didn't even trust himself that even though he had become very powerful and there were countless girls around him, he could still give his all to one person.

At this time, Eri rubbed the back of Lu Mingfei's hand like a cat. Her skin was smooth, like a rare treasure. When she looked up, her eyes were filled with the boy who reached out to touch her cheek. There was a glimmer of hope in her cat-like alert pupils.

In the past that this ignorant girl had not yet known, fate had completely closed the door she had been waiting for. At this moment, the only warmth she could feel was the faint light that came through the crack of the door.

But even that tiny glimmer of light made her...feel that her world had become so bright.

In a trance, Lu Mingfei seemed to hear something. He heard a boy's voice like the wind in a valley. The boy was laughing unscrupulously, laughing at his stupidity, laughing at his sadness, laughing at his... painful unwillingness.

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The black Lexus weaved silently through the traffic. The strange thing was that it seemed as if the whole world was making way for it. This car was like the carriage of a king, and it could go anywhere without any hindrance.

It is indeed the mount of the king. There are two real rulers in the shadows of this country, one is the orthodox Sheqi Eight Families, and the other is the fierce ghost group that can compete with the Sheqi Eight Families.

Sitting in the driver's seat at this time was a graceful girl. Her eyes were as charming as an ancient fox demon, reflecting the light and fire in the sky. The mottled sunlight shone through the fleeting maple leaves, leaving beautiful light and shadow in her bright eyes.

The girl's long black hair was tied up, with a branch of some unknown flower plant that had not yet withered inserted diagonally. She was wearing a black dress and high-heeled shoes. Even when she was sitting, she looked tall and beautiful.

This is a very slender but plump girl, with an enchanting charm flowing between her eyebrows and eyes. The wooden sword in a white sheath lies horizontally across her slender and taut thighs.

The real king was beside her, and that seemed to be a rather ostentatious singing girl, sitting upright in the passenger seat, with a straight body, narrow and long eyes, and gentle brows.

He wore a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono embroidered with gods, demons, and monsters from the Kojiki. The hideous and the sacred seemed to coexist. Under the kimono was a clean shirt. He was clearly a man, but his collarbone was delicate, his skin was healthy and white, and his neck was the color of white jade.

The geisha's hair was simply tied up with a ribbon, and she exuded a faint scent of cherry blossoms. Her wide-sleeved kimono was as red as fresh blood, contrasting with the man's fair skin.

He stroked the long sword with a scarlet scabbard in his arms, as if he was stroking the skin of his lover, with his eyelids lowered, hiding his eyes in the shadows.

"The guests should have woken up long ago." The man still lowered his head, slowly wiping the blade of the unsheathed long sword. There seemed to be a chuckle in his tone, and his fingers were white and slender. However, a truly powerful person could feel the amazing strength hidden in that seemingly thin body, and might even be able to tear a lion or a tiger apart with his bare hands.

"The dosage of the drug is not large. Even someone of my lowly bloodline should have regained his sanity by now," said the woman in the driver's seat.

The man is the "Dragon King" who holds a very high status among the fierce ghosts, which is equivalent to the status of Genji in the Snake Eight Families. He has two names.

Kazama Ruri

as well as……

Source: young girl.

And that charming girl is Sakurai Kogure, Ryoma among the ghosts, and also a leader who gives orders.

Sakurai Kogure's voice was cold and light, like the wind blowing over a pond deep in a bamboo forest, with a chill like the cold wind of winter. This chilly voice echoed in the car, in unison with the sound of the wind created when the car cut through the traffic.

Amid the sound of the wind, the sounds of long swords being unsheathed and bullets being loaded rang out abruptly in the back seat of the car like thunder on a quiet summer night.

The mirror-like blade reflected the men's ferocious golden eyes. Their eyes opened at the same time, as if two sleeping dragons supporting each other woke up at this moment, and their ferocious hearts roared like war drums.

That is something far more dangerous than the ghosts...

They are simply monsters!

"Haha..." Fengjian Liuli laughed wildly. He held the sword in front of his eyes and used the reflection of the blade to look at the two men who were pointing knives and guns at himself and Sakurai Kogure respectively.

"Mr. Gattuso, Mr. Chu..." He slowly sheathed the knife, showing enough kindness.

"I've admired you for a long time!"

Chapter 172: Eri's Autumn Strategy (4)

Some people live numbly, and time and fate have no meaning. The very act of living is ultimately just to wait for the inevitable death.

But one day, that person will meet a light that she will never forget in her entire life. That light will shine so warmly in her eyes and dispel all the numbness.

Like the wind coming from the west mountain, it rolls up the morning mist on the river.

There were many people who were paying attention to this date, including the burly men with their shirts open to reveal their Shura tattoos, the slender girls with charming eyes, the children with fierce eyes but childish features, and the brothers who should have loved each other but had to roar and fight each other because of their damn fate.

All the tyrants in the shadows of Japan looked down upon the man and girl standing side by side in the ignorant sunshine of late autumn, and their heartbeats set off a surging frenzy in the dark side of society.

Everyone's hands are stained with blood, and they are crawling forward in this lie called righteousness.

The fire of greed burned in the hearts of these people, and they looked at the girl who seemed to be shrouded in light, as if they were looking at the holy grail of ascension to godhood.

But no one dared to look at the man next to her, because he was too tall, too ferocious, and too majestic. Although he did not carry any weapons with him, he made people feel that he was holding a sword that could kill kings.

A greater violence is at the center of this storm, intimidating everyone, and everyone knows it...

Whoever moves will die.

——Eri was a very quiet girl in front of Gen Chisei. She just sat there quietly, her eyes beautiful but dead, like a lake covered with a layer of fog.

But in front of Lu Mingfei, she seemed to be endowed with spirituality, her eyes shining.

The sun was no longer as bright as before, and by the roadside were maple and ginkgo trees whose leaves had been blown down by the wind. The red and yellow leaves covered the long street outside the small staff gate of the park, so densely that even the road surface could not be seen.

"Two years ago, the municipal government planned to turn this place into a commercial street, but probably due to funding problems, the plan was shelved, haha." The uncle who sent them to this hidden entrance was a Disney staff member. He started working here many years ago. He had gray hair and a bulging belly.

The old man was a very talkative person. He helped Eri carry the cage of the little stone turtle and walked in front, sweeping the fallen leaves to the side as he walked. This was indeed a street where people often passed by. The bottom of the fallen leaves was surprisingly clean and dry, probably because people often walked there.

"My uncle used to live here, but we moved away. I sold oden there and have been doing business there for more than ten years."

The uncle pointed to the base of a ginkgo tree at the corner of the street. All the shops there had been closed, and the rolling doors were covered with densely packed colorful advertising signs.

"For someone like me who has never been to university and has never learned any skills, it is really difficult to find a decent job in Chiba Prefecture, so I came back here to work for the boss here. In the first two years after I came back, there were construction teams coming in and out, but later the construction stopped and there was no one here. Even the city government's cleaning team would not enter this street. In the winter, the street was full of dead branches, and we would trample out a path among the dead branches, and then use a bulldozer to shovel them all away in the spring of the following year."

"I didn't know that uncle used to make oden." Lu Mingfei smiled, his tone gentle, and the scent of some unknown plant emanated from his body. Eiry held his wrist with one hand, leaned close to the man, and held the Rilakkuma doll with the other hand.

"Young people can't tell, right? In the past, many of my relatives were fishermen. Grandpa would deliver fresh kelp and sea fish every week, and our soup base was the most delicious on this street." The uncle helped Lu Mingfei and Eri open the back door.

"Let's go, let's go. Normally, tourists are not allowed to pass through here, but I will make an exception this time."

"Okay, thank you uncle!" Lu Mingfei smiled and handed over a cigarette.

The old man didn't refuse. He took the cigarette and put it in his lining, then smiled and sent the two people out of Disney.

"Did you have fun?" After the uncle left, Lu Mingfei touched Eiry's head and said. He was holding the cage in one hand. The evening sunlight slanted down on his cheek from the shade of the trees. The changing light and shadow seemed to be hazy with a layer of golden halo.

Eiry's expression didn't change much, but the smile and joy in her eyes couldn't be hidden. She quickly wrote on the small notebook and then showed it to Lu Mingfei.

"I'm happy wherever I am, as long as I can be with Lu Mingfei."

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat. The bustling Disneyland behind him seemed to be slowly receding. The noisy voices of the crowd turned into the ticking of the second hand of the clock in the quiet room.

He thought to himself, little girl, you should be more reserved. You know it's very easy for someone to kidnap you if you keep doing this. It's not someone who would go straight for you like that.

But Eri is just that kind of girl. If she likes someone, she has to express it because her life is so short. If she doesn't express her love quickly, the person she likes will probably never know about it.

"Eriyi, you must be happy every day from now on." Lu Mingfei reached out and brushed away the maple leaves that had fallen on Eriyi's head. The leaves rustled in the wind, and the autumn evening was already a little cool.

Eiry nodded seriously. She hugged the man gently, then immediately separated and carefully placed her hand in Lu Mingfei's.

Today was the happiest day for Eri over the years. After the last separation, even a dumb person like her could have expected that she would never be able to go out with Sakura again. But fate was kind to her after all, allowing her to meet the child who had clumsily embraced her at the bottom of the sea.

Together they went to the haunted house, Cinderella's castle, watched the Beauty and the Beast theater show, rode the roller coaster and the Ferris wheel.

Eri is no longer afraid of the haunted house, she can bravely face the things that used to scare her; Eri is no longer afraid of the staff in Cinderella's Castle who dress up as monsters, because Lu Mingfei is by her side.

Last time they didn't go on the roller coaster, this time Eri insisted on trying that dangerous project. During the process, Lu Mingfei was always concerned about her mental state. Although the girl was screaming, she was not timid, but just happy for freedom. In the late autumn when the roller coaster was rapidly retreating, they looked at each other in the interlaced light and shadow, as if they were meeting each other far away in the crowd.

They also looked at the panoramic view of Urayasu City from the Ferris wheel. The gray and white buildings extended to Tokyo in the west and bordered another urban cluster, as if there was no end.

In this direction, you can see the mountains and the sea. The bright light falling on Eri makes Lu Mingfei almost forget the time. Xia Mi said that this is a holy place for boys and girls to date. At that time, Eri's eyes were also shining with the light of love, and lightning almost burst out from the synchronization of their hearts, but they just quietly looked at Tokyo in the distance.

There was a moment when Lu Mingfei was sure that his heartbeat accelerated. It was not just one moment, but many moments. This feeling was not like or love, but what else could it be?

But he didn't just feel attracted to Eri. This feeling was really strange and made him very angry.

"What would Eri want to eat tonight?" Lu Mingfei stood on the street and stretched. He took out his cell phone and called Chu Zihang, but no one answered or the line was busy. He was not worried that his two brothers would encounter any danger in Japan. Chu Zihang and Caesar, who accepted the Nibelungen Plan, were both very capable warriors. In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, they were at least as brave as Zhao Zilong at Changban Slope. Even a super hybrid like Yuan Zhisheng would be helpless with these two swords.

What's more, Chu Zihang has the blood burst technique in his hands. Now the burden of activating the blood burst is not so severe for him. The erosion of the dragon blood on him in the past has also been eroded. If he really can't win by activating the third blood burst, he may have no problem killing half of the fierce ghosts alone.

I didn't check my phone much all day, but there were quite a few unread messages. In the morning, there were some from Chu Zihang and Caesar, but in the afternoon, there were basically only official reports from the Dragon Blood Society and messages from Xia Mi and Nuonuo.

Lu Mingfei's expression froze for a moment. He quietly deleted the unread messages on Xia Mi and Nuo Nuo's avatars, then turned off his phone.

"I want to eat Sukiyaki hotpot tonight and drink a little sake. I also hope to buy some dried mangoes and potato chips when I go back." Eri seemed to have already thought about what she wanted to eat. She wrote these words in a small notebook to show Lu Mingfei.

"Okay, then, does Eri want to go home tonight?" Lu Mingfei skillfully checked the Amap for Sukiyaki restaurants with takeout delivery services in Shinjuku, Chiyoda, and Sumida districts of Tokyo. Tokyo Skytree is in Sumida district.

It is now August 10. The Tokyo Skytree has been completed but not yet open, but its light show can already be seen. I think Eri would be very happy if she could see the lights blooming.

"I'm not going home. I've already sent a text message to my brother." Eiry clenched Lu Mingfei's wrist. At this time, the wind suddenly blew, coming from the direction of Tokyo Bay. Perhaps the rainy season has not ended yet, and the good weather is about to leave.

Lu Mingfei frowned and stretched out his hand in front of Eri. Eri bit her lip and looked up at his eyes pitifully.

"Let me see your phone." Lu Mingfei said.

Eri hugged his arms tightly, rocked hard, and made a coquettish nasal sound.

"Forget it, I'll call Yuan Zhisheng later. If he doesn't agree, I'll go home with you." Lu Mingfei couldn't stand this and had to compromise.

At this point in time, Herzog had no reason to take action against Eri, and it would be safe for her to stay in Genji Heavy Industries.

"Brother will agree!" Eri showed Lu Mingfei what she had written. Lu Mingfei pinched the girl's cheeks and said, "I think so too. But even if you don't have to go home at night, Eri can't sleep in the same room with me."

The girl blinked her eyes and pursed her lips.

"It's no use trying to be cute." Lu Mingfei turned his head away from her.

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"I didn't expect that the leaders of the Ghost Clan are two young people like this..." Caesar hesitated for a moment, raised his eyebrows, "Fallen." His Desert Eagle was tucked on his waist, and he also carried the short hunting knife Dick Tuduo with him. Similarly, Chu Zihang was also fully armed. He was originally a guy equivalent to a humanoid self-propelled mountain artillery. The alchemy ancient sword Murasame was a weapon that was not inferior to Dick Tuduo in terms of craftsmanship.

These two people holding swords should not be afraid wherever they go. What they should really fear is their enemies.

The handsome, even beautiful man sat on the tatami opposite them, still wearing a bloody kimono, with a swan-like clear and white neck that didn't seem like something a man should have. Kazama Ruri was casual, playing with the glass of liquor in her hand. The atmosphere in the Japanese-style room was not solemn, and the smell of incense was elegant and distant.

Sakurai Kogure, who is known as "Ryoma", changed into a tight black suit, with a high bun, a slim figure, bright eyes, and a faint fragrance wafting towards her. She is also a leader among the ghosts, but she kneels quietly behind Kazama Ruri, with her bright eyebrows lowered, like a flower in bud about to bloom.

"Actually, it's more appropriate to say that we are evil spirits. The fallen are at least still in the human world, but the evil spirits can only howl in hell." Fengjian Liuli's voice was clear and gentle. Her voice and tone were different from Yuan Zhisheng's, but for some reason Chu Zihang always felt that this person's voice was a bit similar to Yuan Zhisheng's.