Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

The things that the aunt and the grandmother can talk about are nothing more than trivial matters, like Wang Ergou next door has a new girlfriend, Uncle Li downstairs seems to be making Kung Pao Chicken for lunch, and the kid at home didn't study hard and got beaten again last night, etc.

But the most frequent content is the secret words of a man who controls his family.

To be honest, for a long time Xia Mi really believed that adult humans would also have a teacher or something that would give them mentally abusive tasks every day as homework.

It was not until she took a physiology class organized by the school and learned about some "secret codes" between men and women through a pornographic magazine called "Golden Affairs of Men and Women" that she understood what was going on.

So the aunt said to the grandmother, "Sister, how can I make that dead man at home pay attention to me?"

The old lady patted the back of the aunt's hand, and the wrinkles on her face were squeezed into a chrysanthemum and said, "Azhen, Azhen, you have lived for more than forty years in vain and you don't know this truth."

The aunt asked what the reason was.

The old lady said earnestly that to capture a man, you have to capture his stomach.

Xia Mi once believed that humans were a race even more bloody and brutal than dragons. In order to pass on their genes, they had to rip open other people's stomachs and grab them.

Later she realized that to capture a man's stomach means you have to learn how to cook.

Xia Mi learned to cook when she was very young, because she was alone, without parents, and her brother was a fool, so if she didn’t know how to cook, she would go hungry.

But she only knew how to cook noodles and other things. It was only when she was in the third year of junior high school that she started to study cooking.

It has a lot to do with a guy who often brings food to her house and eats for free.

But Xia Mi thought that he had probably caught Lu Mingfei's stomach.

Even though Lu Mingfei was timid sometimes, looking like a sleepy and energetic little panda, he still had it in his mouth.

After all, he used to be the president of the Student Union of Kassel College, and it just so happened that every president of the Student Union suffered from a disease called death if not cared about.

After returning to this period of time, Lu Mingfei rarely showed a strong interest in a certain food. Although he would politely not make any expression no matter where he ate, everyone could see that he did not like to eat those things.

In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t like it, it’s just not to his taste, and Lu Mingfei is not a pretentious person.

Oh, by the way, there is indeed a kind of food in the world that he finds hard to swallow but has to swallow, and that thing is the Northeastern dumplings made by Chu's mother. That day, Chu Zihang invited Lu Mingfei to his home as a guest. Aunt Tong, who was usually in charge of daily life, happened to take a leave of absence for something, so Chu's mother generously said that she would cook to conquer Zihang and Mingfei's stomachs.

As a result, when Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were playing basketball, Chu's mother fell asleep on the sofa. When they rushed into the kitchen, the water in the pot was almost completely boiled dry. If the dumplings stuck together could curse, they would probably be swearing. But even if they could speak, they would be speaking African dialect now, because the dumpling skins were completely burnt black.

The meals cooked by Xia Mi were very much to Lu Mingfei's liking. For a while, this guy almost treated Xia Mi's house as his own canteen.

Junior sister is a very clever little female dragon, and she probably really put a lot of effort into this matter. No matter what Lu Mingfei wants to eat, from Chinese food to French food to Italian food to Japanese food, even the dark cuisine that the British are keen on seems like a delicacy in her hands.

At that time, Lu Mingfei often thought that his senior brother was so blessed, but this guy didn't know how to appreciate his blessings and actually stabbed the junior sister in secret!

If you, a cold-faced killer, dare to mess around again this time, don’t blame me, your junior brother, for turning my back on you.

But Lu Mingfei didn't expect that he made a mistake. He failed to change the destined death outcome, but instead deviated from this painful yet sweet path of fate.

——So when Nuonuo suggested asking Xia Mi to come over and help prepare dinner for Lu Mingfei, she didn’t object at all, and even took it for granted.

Xia Mi is of course a weak and gentle junior sister, but in her heart there also lives the emperor's daughter named Jörmungandr, who wears a golden crown and a red skirt.

The love of a junior sister for her senior brother is of course shy and timid, like the breeze blowing across a boy's face in early summer. But the love of an imperial daughter for a man is high-profile and sharp. She takes him for granted as her own property and announces this fact majestically to the whole world.

So subconsciously Xia Mi thinks that cooking for Lu Mingfei is equivalent to being a gentle wife taking care of her husband who leaves early and comes home late. Of course, she doesn't mind if her husband brings some food like Chu Zihang Caesar or Fingel. She doesn't care if her friends come back to eat and drink, and they hug each other when they get high and get married, as long as they don't take the opportunity to visit the bridal chamber.

At this time, Constantine's laughter came from the living room. Caesar was playing games with the little dragon king. It was not a 3A masterpiece, but just Nintendo's MapleStory.

Although he had lived for an unknown amount of time, Constantine still had the mentality of a child and soon forgot his original determination not to be nice to Caesar.

Xia Mi was sweating profusely beside Nuo Nuo, cutting the salmon into slices one by one with her wrist shaking quickly. The girl's hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her smooth forehead.

She seemed to have sensed something and suddenly raised her head to look in the direction of Chicago. The expression on her face suddenly became ferocious and angry. "Lu Mingfei, you bastard!" she cursed softly.

Nuo Nuo looked up at her suspiciously, and Xia Mi quickly stuck out her tongue to cover up her embarrassment, "He is a bastard to begin with. He went to Chicago with the principal and senior brother to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. Maybe the old pervert principal would arrange some special programs for them. After that, he even asked us to prepare dinner for him. It's too much!"

It is said that she never complains about the principal's behavior like an old thief in front of Angers. It seems that it is difficult to evaluate the principal. Xia Mi himself is really a bit of a thief, which is not in line with the worldly python Jörmungha. Well positioned.

"Don't you read the Night Watch forum?" Nono shrugged and blinked his wine-red eyes. "They went to Chicago to attend an auction and bought a second-generation egg from a mysterious seller. It is said that the egg still retains considerable activity and may be able to hatch a true god."

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, then she wiped her hands stained with salmon oil on her apron, took out her mobile phone and logged into the Night Watchman Forum, where she saw the relevant news.

The poster was Cambridge Folding Knife, and the accompanying picture was of a principal in a suit standing with a smile on his face next to an open black metal box. The box contained cyan eggs sealed with liquid nitrogen. Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei stood on the principal's left and right like two goal gods. Angers' hands were ruffling their hair respectively. The boys' hairstyles were messy and they looked a little unhappy.

In the photo, Lu Mingfei is looking to the left and Chu Zihang is looking to the right, and they are obviously reluctant to take photos with the principal in such an embarrassing posture.

"Senior brother is so handsome." Xia Mi stared with stars, then she realized that she should have been angry, and gritted her teeth angrily, "But when I think that we are working hard to cook while they are having fun, I am not willing to accept it. !”

Nuo Nuo suddenly reached out and touched Xia Mi's head.

Xia Mi looked at Nuo Nuo, her silver four-leaf clover earrings jumping and bringing sunlight into the somewhat cold kitchen.

"Give them a surprise by spreading spicy mustard on buttered bread." Nono said the most teasing words in the most gentle tone. It was obvious that she was a little dissatisfied even though she didn't say it.

The girls then smiled at each other, and then began to sweat profusely as they cut the salmon and knead the dough.

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Yu's graceful figure embraced Lu Mingfei like an old friend or even a lover who had not seen each other for many years. On this chaotic, noisy, bloody and cruel battlefield, those warriors who had died thousands of years ago in history suddenly stopped fighting. All people, thousands and tens of thousands of people were still in an instant, all faces turned in this direction, and every pair of eyes suddenly lit up with a red-gold light.

They are all hybrids with dragon blood flowing in their bodies!

Their expressions at this moment were just like devout believers meeting the birth of God.

"Soon, the fate of the Abandoned Clan and the Abandoned Clan will intersect." They were saying this, as if a king was using a puppet to convey some information to Lu Mingfei and Yu.

The girl hugged Lu Mingfei in such an intimate and affectionate posture, just like the intercourse between God and man in the mural.

But Lu Mingfei actually felt that it was just an embrace without any blasphemy, two lonely and cold people or things drawing warmth from each other's bodies.

Like fugitives on the ice field, supporting each other as they move forward.

Lu Mingze was standing nearby, holding a large black umbrella, making sounds of admiration and saying something like it would be great if this scene could be recorded and sold to the news department of Kassel College for a good price.

Lu Mingfei couldn't resist. In this place that seemed like a dream, he seemed to have turned back into the cowardly and humble child he once was.

But the girl didn't want to hurt him. She just hugged Lu Mingfei tightly, her body trembling slightly, as if they were reunited after thousands of years.

"Don't betray his trust this time, human. This is a promise between the abandoned tribes..."

Lu Mingfei was shocked. He thought, "Big sister, can you let me go first and explain what the promise between the abandoned tribes is? Damn, there is something wrong with what you said. From what you said, our Great Human Empire had an alliance with your Great Dragon Republic before, right? It was us weak humans who broke the alliance, right? And who are the abandoned tribes? Can you please make it clear? Six billion, no, seven billion people in the world are happily fighting each other. You say we are the abandoned tribe? The abandoned tribe is obviously only you dragons, okay?

But he couldn't say it.

Because the eyes of the tall girl who held him in her arms were so sad. She was naked, revealing her beautiful curves, but every inch of her skin was covered with eerie green iron scales. Those scales were softer than Lu Mingfei had ever imagined before. They didn't look like dragon armor, but more like some kind of cashmere coat.

But at this time, Lu Mingze suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a look of watching the fun suddenly appeared on his face, and the look he gave Lu Mingfei inexplicably became somewhat pity.

Suddenly, an ancient and solemn voice came from above, everywhere. The sea, rain and wind were stirring. The soldiers around, who had pious faces and were fighting the moment before, collapsed and scattered in the sound, as if they had never appeared.

It was a greater will that invaded this next generation and pulled Lu Mingfei into the spiritual realm.

That is the god in the clouds, or the king in the sky.

That was a girl saying in such a cold voice, "Stay away from him! You lowly...thief of theocracy!"

This language is so ancient and solemn, but Lu Mingfei and Yu can understand it because it is the language they are most familiar with.

That is dragon text.

Under certain circumstances, Lu Mingfei had the power to speak all the dragon words because he once held the ultimate authority that could reach the world.

Yu Zhen slowly let go of Lu Mingfei at this voice.

Lu Mingfei's expression was a little stunned. Although the voice had been processed, he could still tell that it came from a little female dragon who was very dramatic.

It was Xia Mi's voice.

Or maybe Jörmungandr.

This spiritual realm, which belongs to the ancient second generation and cannot be broken by the hybrids of inferior bloodline, has been taken over by Jörmungandr, the king of earth and mountains!

For a moment, the sea, rain and wind seemed to freeze at a certain moment, and all the noise faded away from Lu Mingfei like the tide.

That was an order.

As if time or fate were flowing backwards, Lu Mingze stood in the countercurrent, the hem of his black suit being torn backwards by the strong wind.

An endless rainstorm that filled the sky and earth rose from the ground. It was an order from Jörmungandr that took effect, and all the raindrops returned to the empty sky.

Every drop of water seemed to be filled with a blooming red lotus, emitting a fiery red glow. The glow was densely interwoven in the black sky, like the golden skirt of a goddess.

At the very top of the gold, even with Lu Mingfei's current vision, he could only vaguely see a slender and tall shadow.

She wore a gorgeous golden crown and her red skirt stretched to the horizon. The rain reflected the fiery red skirt, making it so dazzling.

She is so majestic and so beautiful.

She is truly an imperial daughter praised throughout the world. The wind blows her skirt and long hair above the clouds, as if to blow her majesty to the entire spiritual world.

Lu Mingfei stared at the scene in a daze.

After being with Xia Mi for so many years, he almost forgot that the soft and sweet girl was actually a monster that could roar at the world. Her long tail could even circle the courtyard.

Now, the forgotten emperor's daughter has reappeared, and the reason for her reappearance is actually ridiculous...

jealous.

He suddenly laughed, a silent laugh, feeling a little moved.

But the second generation named Yu did not seem to be afraid of the king.

Something awakened in the shadows behind her, a pair of eyes so huge, so huge that they could almost fill the world, golden eyes.

"This is a reunion that should go down in history!"

A man's voice sounded behind Yu.

"Jörmungandr, my sister, you are here!"

It seemed that without any warning, the great dusty history was about to unfold a grand picture in front of Lu Mingfei. The owners of that picture were the king and the princess who once sat side by side on the throne of the world, overlooking all living beings. Lu Mingfei could no longer take his eyes away from Jörmungandr, and the scorching wind seemed to be blinding his eyes.

But at this moment someone grabbed Lu Mingfei's collar and pulled him out of the dream. It was Lu Mingze.

Chapter 91 Sky and Wind

It was a wonderful experience. When Lu Mingfei entered the dream created by the next generation, he was clearly still in the Chicago Civic Opera House. His eyes were clear, reflecting the girl curled up in the pale blue egg.

But when they opened their eyes again, they had already boarded the CC1000 train back to the academy. The environment of the first-class carriage was quiet and elegant. The redwood forest called Vida Sea of ​​Trees outside the window seemed to be left behind by the express train like mountains passing by at a speeding speed. Next to the seats was a magnificent oil painting with a corner of the curtain lifted. Just looking at that corner, people could not help but feel excited, because the painting depicted the death of the Black King!

"You're awake." Chu Zihang said expressionlessly, holding a paper file in his hand. On the expensive oak table in front of him was a bronze brazier and a silver suitcase that was originally placed on the coffee table in front of Frost Gattuso. The jumping flames were burning in the brazier, adding a lot of warm colors to the place.

Although the car was already very warm.

"This is an incinerator used to burn paper documents. The train has deliberately slowed down its speed so that you can wake up at the expected time. So you still have about fifteen minutes to read this document." Chu Zihang said this just as he turned to the last page of the folder. It was a blank page, leaving space for possible future expansion of the file.