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Chapter four hundred and sixteen: seeking life

That day, Fingel, the king of paparazzi in the college, got two important pieces of information. One was that Lu Mingfei entered a girls' dormitory and was kicked out by a disheveled school girl. The other was that Lu Mingfei was a card student.

Ender, the school director in Sayre, actually doesn't like to wear clothes at home.

Fingel thought carefully about his fate, and finally chose to put both news stories in the draft stage.

When Xia Mi followed Lu Li to the canteen, she understood what it means to be confident in being favored. The stall owner with white hair opened a small stove for Lu Li in front of her and put the amount on the plate.

It formed a mountain.

Then Lu Li ate them all. It can only be said that sometimes people's physiques really cannot be generalized.

"Ali, what kind of person is Mr. Ander in private?" At night, when the two girls were lying on the bed and starting their nightly chat, Xia Mi asked secretly.

Lu Li was lying on the bed, and the light of her mobile phone illuminated her face: "Uncle, when you are at home, you lie on the gold. When you have nothing to do, you like to chat with virtual women, drink Coca-Cola, and eat meat..."

"Is this a new breed of couch potato?" Xia Mi was well-informed and was also shocked by Lu Li's description: "And you don't wear any clothes?"

Lu Li recalled Ander's smooth scales and nodded: "Yes, uncle doesn't wear clothes at home."

An old man over a hundred years old, without any clothes, was lying on the gold, chatting with the virtual woman, and drinking the Coke next to him...

Xia Mi shook his head, with a bit of pity in his eyes: "Ah Li, it's really hard for you."

"Ah?" Lu Li didn't know why. Obviously, it is difficult for people to understand each other.

Late at night, in the dormitory, Xia Mi, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes. A pair of golden eyes were full of oppression like an ancient ferocious beast. Her body was as light as a feather. She turned over and got out of bed without making a sound.

Then, Xia Mi looked at Lu Li lying on the bed. As the Dragon King, she could smell Lu Li's strange smell, which seemed to be a combination of desert and fire.

In fact, this smell has been haunting her since she woke up. Many Chinese mixed-races have this special smell in varying degrees. Chu Zihang has it, Ande has it, and that kind of smell.

The feeling is particularly prominent in Lu Li's body. This is a change, an unprecedented change.

Dragons are natural prophets, and these guys who believe in fate are also the species that are least willing to succumb to fate. They tried to surpass the fate given by the spirit of speech, but in the end, they just proved themselves to be a group of pathetic clowns.

But now, that slight change appears in front of Xia Mi again. Even though it is insignificant, it makes the Dragon King who has survived for tens of thousands of years tremble slightly. She wants to escape from this change. Change means instability. On the way of strength,

The experienced Mountain King knows that in many cases, only a slight stress can destroy the entire building.

But now, she knows that she can no longer escape. According to the guidance of fate, the Dragon Kings will wake up one after another, and her crazy brothers and sisters will attack each other at all costs until they devour each other, or are devoured by each other.

.

Only in this way can they face the ultimate terror, the Black King, Nidhogg.

Thinking like this, Xia Mi held Lu Li's face, leaned over and bit her lips gently. The delicate lips were bitten, and blood flowed out and was swallowed by Xia Mi. A strange power entered Xia Mi's body.

within the body.

As the heir of the royal blood, there is a super hybrid created by Herzog. Needless to say, Lu Li is powerful. But with the addition of Ander's blood, this power becomes even more special, even for the picky An.

De also had to admit that the blood of the Brass Dragon and the blood of the White King turned this little girl into a unique hybrid.

The Dragon King, as the pinnacle of dragon civilization, each possesses good learning ability. Feeling the power in his body, Xia Mi quietly retreated, leaving Lu Li lying on the bed with a bitten lip, frowning.

The next day, Lu Li woke up from her dream. She didn't sleep too well. She seemed to have had a nightmare. She touched her lips. The wound had already healed due to its self-healing ability, leaving some dead skin behind.

After licking it with his tongue, it disappeared.

The fish bit the hook.

Time never stops waiting for someone, and the same goes for planes at the Chicago airport. On a small private plane, two blond-haired men got off, one old and one young. The old one had a big belly, giving him the image of an incompetent bureaucrat, while the younger one got off.

The other one is different, with a strong and handsome figure and golden hair that covers half of his face, revealing only one ice-blue pupil.

"Master Patsy, Chicago has arrived." Andrew Gattuso smiled a bit charmingly. More than ten years ago, Pompeii suddenly announced that the Gattuso family had a second young master, and Passy Gattuso became

A member of the direct line.

But Andrew knew that this seemingly calm young man was one of the family's inhumane experiments. He was nothing more than a replacement selected because Gattuso's manor was invaded.

He is Caesar's shadow. Once something happens to Caesar, he will take his place, or he will sacrifice his life to protect Caesar.

Percy glanced at Andrew next to him. This fat man was a member of the collateral family, just like many Gattuso with insufficient blood. They were responsible for the family's operations, had little power, but lived a long time.

"You go to Cassel College first. I have other things to do in Chicago." Patsy put on her bag, turned around and left. She took out her cell phone from her pocket, but her mind went back to that afternoon when she was thirteen years old.

In a teahouse in Minzhou, China, Patsy, who had always been regarded as a weapon and tool, felt like a friend for the first time.

Few people know that he will secretly turn on his computer, log into a Chinese chat software, and chat with his friend in China.

Now, at the entrance of the airport, a tanned fat Chinese man was holding a sign in Italian and looking around at the people he was waiting for. At this time, he saw Passi, who was in a straight suit, and hurriedly rushed to him

He waved his hand.

"Here, here," Lu Mingze, who had just returned to Chicago, shouted excitedly to Patsy. The two met in Ander's teahouse and had been in contact through QQ. Lu Mingze often called the girls in the class

Showing off that he had an Italian pen pal who was tall and handsome, and using the excuse of introducing Patsy, he got many girls' QQs.

"Let's go, let's take you to Chicago. I'm sure you've never been to Six Flags." Lu Mingze, with excitement about meeting netizens, pulled Patsy and walked out of the airport: "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

, why are you covering half of your face?"

Patsy smiled: "It's more fashionable this way." From the golden hair, a little dragon eye, which was also golden, was revealed.

Behind the two of them, Andrew, who was observing secretly, snorted: "Damn defective product, it won't last long anyway..."


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