"What? Going to Mount Fuji to meet female netizens?"
When Caesar heard the news, he was shocked at first, and then he had a big smile on his face, like an old parent who was full of comfort.
Chu Zihang was carefully wiping Cun Yu with white fine silk while looking at him suspiciously.
"Eriyi's PSN is here. As you know, senior brother, he is the gaming friend who plays The King of Fighters with me online every night."
Li Longyuan couldn't stand the inquisitive looks from the two of them. His trip was fair and aboveboard, so what should he avoid?
"Anyway, be careful. I heard that many salty guys in Japan like to pretend to be beautiful girls to chat up others online. If something goes wrong, they will run away." Caesar's expression was very serious.
"I just asked someone to be a tour guide."
"Didn't you say that she hasn't been to these scenic spots?" Chu Zihang's review was just like his Murasame, sharp and clean.
"Forehead……"
Li Longyuan was suddenly speechless.
"Okay, okay, maybe she is a cute girl. Chu Zihang, please don't ruin the scenery."
Caesar stepped forward to save him again. He had been paralyzed by this venomous tongue for a long time.
"It's really awkward for us two grown men to follow you around. Li Jun, come on, go find your own happiness!"
The romantic Italian man with handsome blond hair and a perfectly sculpted figure understands this youthful mood very well.
He stretched out his hand to straighten the crown of Li Longyuan's cyan retro robe, and thoughtfully tied on him the magnificently decorated Tai'a sword and the white jade symbolizing a gentleman's weapon. He looked at the handsome young man in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
This kind of appearance and temperament are at least on the same level as mine. Which young and beautiful girl can resist this kind of man with picturesque eyebrows and heroic appearance?
The boy in the green shirt came out with his sword in hand, very much like the heroic demeanor of a knight-errant in some novels.
Chu Zihang and Caesar leaned against the solid wood tables and chairs in the hotel room with their hands on their chests, watching his leaving figure.
"Why are you suddenly so concerned about this matter?" Chu Zihang was very curious about this playboy's attitude.
"Because I saw a little monster swaying out of Tokyo. If he is angered, I don't know what interesting things will happen." Caesar smiled brightly, looking forward to the next plot.
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Under the boundless blue sky is the top of the volcano covered with snow. Mount Fuji is the highest mountain in Japan with an altitude of 3776 meters. The white snow on the peak of the capped mountain never melts.
The huge mountain is symmetrical and conical, and the intertwined green and white pictures are clear and clear. It is known as "a white fan hanging upside down in the East China Sea and a jade hibiscus in the clear sky".
The pink cherry blossoms are not in full bloom as expected. Now in July, the evening cherry blossoms are withering. But the sky at the foot of Mount Fuji is clear, the soft lawn is still green, and the river in the distance is meandering, making the scenery dreamlike.
The young man was dressed in a green shirt, holding an ink-ink oil-paper umbrella and standing under the withered cherry blossom tree. The wind blew his robe gently, and the soft golden light shone diagonally on his shoulders through the branches, full of poetry.
This was what Chu Zihang specially asked him to bring with him when he finally went out, to protect the girls from the sun.
The ice-faced senior brother who looks aloof is actually always thoughtful.
Finally, near the end of ten o'clock, a red-haired girl wearing a red and white miko uniform and carrying a silly Japanese bear backpack appeared in the boy's sight.
Li Yongyuan recognized her almost at a glance as his friend Eri Yi's PSN, intuition, an intuition without reason.
This feeling is very strange, as if they have known each other before, or they should be truly the same kind.
The beautiful girl with dark red hair trotted towards the boy, her walking posture was shaky and very cute.
She also has this kind of innate intuition. Although there are foreign tourists passing by her from time to time, she only sees this young man in a green shirt. It has nothing to do with anything else, just the echo between similar people.
"Are you, Eriyi?"
"Fengjun?"
The boy in green robe held an umbrella under the tree, and the girl in red raised her head, holding up the small book in her hand. Various tourists passed by the two standing still, and the wind blew the pure white flowers on the branches, with the light yellow stamens inside.
Swaying slightly. This is the first time they have met.
No need to respond anymore, both of them confirmed each other's identities.
It's just that Li Yongyuan didn't expect that the girl couldn't speak, so he was a little at a loss for a moment.
"Let's go up the mountain. I heard that July is the best season to climb Mount Fuji." The boy said.
Because as the altitude increases, the air will gradually become thinner and the temperature will decrease. The temperature difference between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain is more than 20 degrees. Even in midsummer, the temperature at the top of the mountain will not exceed 15 degrees.
If the self-proclaimed love saint Caesar were here, he would definitely scold Li Yongyuan with all his heart.
Do you feel sorry for me when I meet such a beautiful and cute girl and still want to climb a mountain as planned? Compared to going shopping in Ginza or riding a roller coaster in Disneyland, which plan is not more likely to create sparks than this?
It's a pity that the two little monsters didn't realize this meaning at all, and simply regarded it as a rare trip together.
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Yuan Zhisheng passed through the heavily guarded checkpoints, and finally stood in front of a thick metal door, with his fingers in front of the black touch panel. As the ξ symbol symbolizing random variables in calculus on the door lit up, the metal door slowly opened.
Turn it open to reveal a room decorated in creamy white tones.
This is the place where Eriki usually lives. It has complete video game facilities and a specially invited chef from Genji Heavy Industries is responsible for the food. It meets almost all the girl's requirements except for freedom.
The Sheqi family seems to be guarding her as a dangerous weapon and strictly prohibits her from contact with the outside world.
Looking at the empty room, the girl who was supposed to be playing video games in front of the LCD screen or taking a shower in the bathroom had disappeared. There was a note placed on the short-leg table. Yuan Zhisheng picked it up and looked at it, his face filled with astonishment.
There is only one sentence on it and a smiling face painted on it.
"Brother, I'm going to see Mr. Feng."
The security personnel in black suits who were guarding the young man beside him were suddenly shocked and panicked. Since the sudden disappearance of a young lady had never happened in so many years, their vigilant posture gradually relaxed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Call me all the surveillance cameras near Genji Heavy Industries today."
Minamoto saw the confusion of the security personnel and did not investigate their negligence first. The top priority now is to find Eri.
Mr. Feng?
Which Fengjun?
That guy who beats Street Fighter with all his taunts and no bottom line?
Yuan Zhisheng is very anxious now, fearing that her innocent sister will meet a netizen who is a greasy uncle.
Of course, it's not just that.
Eriki had run away many times before, but they were only within the area not far from Genji Heavy Industries. When he led someone to look for her, he saw her at a traffic light intersection near her home. She was at a loss and squatted there.
Come down and shed tears silently.
That year, she was sixteen years old.
But now, Eriyi has gone far enough alone, and even carried some kind of transportation.
Behind this is absolutely inseparable from the help or guidance of the guy who calls himself Fengjun. No matter what purpose he has in approaching Eri, Minamoto must nip the danger in the cradle before they meet.
When the time comes, whether Eriki is harmed or her out-of-control bloodline power causes unimaginable harm to Tokyo, Minamoto is unwilling to accept it.
The security alert at the Genji Heavy Industries Building was immediately raised, and everyone returned to their posts, demonstrating efficient and powerful execution.
"Young Master, Miss Eriyi walked out of the Genji Heavy Industries Building at a quarter past eight."
Three minutes later, a man came over to bow and report.
"In which direction did she go?"
Genji's restless mood calmed down slightly, and he even became a little curious. Eriki had run away from home before, but she always greeted her thoughtfully and only walked around the area of Genji Heavy Industries.
As for this time, it was more like a purposeful escape, leaving only a note, not even the exact time of return.
"According to Princess Kaguya's analysis of the surrounding surveillance cameras, Miss Erika is taking a Kyoto taxi with license plate 500-49-41 heading towards Mount Fuji!"
The man looked serious, lowered his head again, and replied respectfully.
"Call a group of combat teams from the Executive Directorate and come with me."
The handsome young man wearing a long black trench coat acted very resolutely and gave orders immediately.
It just so happens that when we meet that hateful guy this time, we must let him experience the Japanese "hospitality".
He humiliated himself so much when he was fighting a street bully, and he dared to abduct Eri Yi. How could Shi Shi endure it?
Holding an ancient alchemy sword with a dark red sheath in his right hand, Yuan Zhisheng led his team out of the Genji Building with a murderous look on his face. Many civil servants from the eight Sheqi families who were walking around and busy working in the hall did not know who had offended the usually gentle young man.
The Lord Thunder is furious.
"That guy is finished."
They mourned for the unknown stranger in their hearts. The emperor of the eight Sheqi families never failed to make a move.
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"Akechi Asaya-kun, I invite you here this time because there is a special task for you."
In the vermilion torii, the old man sat at the stone table made of yin and yang circles, with serious instructions in his tone.
"But it depends on the parents' orders."
The arrogant-looking young man in black trench coat bowed his head respectfully in front of this kind old man.
Akechi Asaya, a pure blood descendant of the Fuuma family, one of the five out of the eight Seraki families, was sent to Kassel Academy for training by his family. He left the name of "Demon Sword" in the academy's kendo department and was a member of the Japanese branch.
kendo champion.
He once covered his eyes with a white cloth and hit the protective helmets of ten junior students at the same time with a wooden sword within ten seconds, setting a kendo record in the academy.
Since then, Akechi Asaya has stopped targeting the elite students of Kassel Academy. After returning to the Japanese branch, he even killed demons one after another.
In his eyes, the academy education, which is like playing house for a child, will only foster a true dragon slayer. They need to be constantly trained and beaten in blood and fire before they can become a top-quality knife.
Akechi Asuya has always been the most outstanding young man in his family. Except for the emperor who has excellent bloodline and can steadily outperform him, no one else can surpass him.
As for the three commissioners sent by Kassel College, he never paid attention to them.
The old man assigned him a separate task in a small quiet room. The surrounding granite walls were carved with various ghosts and gods from Shintoism. The wind and clouds surrounded their bodies with teeth and claws, majestic and ferocious.
When he finally turned around and exited, the wild and tough young man suddenly stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the dry upper lip of his mouth, grinning with an exaggerated and evil smile.
This mission is very interesting!
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A handsome boy in a straight green shirt is holding an oil-paper umbrella under the scorching sun. Vigorous bamboo branches are painted with black ink on the umbrella surface. With just a few strokes, the character of one of the Four Gentlemen has already appeared on the paper.
This is a unique view of form and meaning in ancient Chinese paintings. It is different from the pursuit of realistic form and similarity by foreign painting schools. It focuses more on spiritual resemblance. What is sought is that the form is not in harmony but the spirit is in harmony.
The beautiful red-haired girl followed him step by step, her little white shoes bouncing as if stepping on the shadow cast by the umbrella.
The two of them were also wearing ancient wide-sleeved robes, which were incompatible with the modern casual wear of tourists, but they looked inexplicably harmonious when they were wearing them, just like talented people and beautiful ladies on an outing in the suburbs in ancient times.