Volume 7 The Lost Da Luo Chapter 140 On the banks of the Seine

The night is like water, and the stars are falling and reflected in the quietly flowing Seine. As the boat swayed gently, rippling layer upon layer, the galaxy shattered and turned into a little starlight, and the scenery became beautiful.

If Paris is compared to a graceful girl, then the Seine is its soul. The quietly flowing river, the slow cruise boats, the ancient buildings on both banks, the spire cathedral, the verdant lawn, and the leisurely pedestrians on the shore are like a sound poem that blends music and painting.

The romance of the Seine is reflected in the bones of the people of country F, and the Seine at dusk is even more romantic to the bones.

Paris, known as the romantic capital, is naturally not just because of the mood of the F people. Here, there is also the famous Eiffel Tower, which has a beautiful name called the Shepherd in the Clouds.

As long as you are in Paris, as soon as you look up, you can see the world-famous Eiffel Tower. Walking to the tower, the closest place to heaven, and confessing to a loved one is the most romantic way in people's hearts, even to a deceased lover.

In addition to the Eiffel Tower, there are also famous buildings such as Notre Dame Cathedral, the Arc de Triomphe, and the Louvre. It is not only a city of romance, but also a city of art and history.

Qin Fen walked along the left bank of the Seine, admiring the night lights, feeling the refreshing and pleasant night breeze, and his thoughts calmed down. He had already sent a message to Zhuge Yong, wanting to ask the Paranormal Action Team to help find Samiko's whereabouts.

But half a day later, there was still no news. The traces of the blood clan's actions have always been mysterious, limited by the first of the six precepts of the secret party, and the vast majority of people in today's society do not know the traces of the blood clan. Some people suspect the existence of blood in the world, and only suspicion.

The Bloods are not allowed to show their true colors in front of non-Bloods, otherwise they will be punished with the severest punishment. The appearance of the blood clan is not much different from ordinary people, although their skin is fair, most of them lack blood, but they are mixed with the white race, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to see the difference.

On the left bank of the Seine, there are pedestrian couples walking along the riverbank and whispering. There are also people who are playing the songs of various languages and ethnic groups alone, whether they are gentle or melodious, sad or cheerful.

Suddenly, a somewhat harsh and out-of-tune erhu sound sounded from the head of the broken bridge and slowly spread.

Qin Fen frowned when he heard this, this tone sounded like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, but it was a bit serious to run away, giving people the feeling that the person was not playing the erhu, but fighting a duel with the erhu.

Maybe the erhu has some deep hatred with the performer, so that the poignant and moving love story can be pulled out of a feeling of swords, swords, ghosts, ghosts crying wolves.

Pedestrians all started to talk curiously and converged towards the broken bridge. Even the musicians who were playing the guitar or the cello and violin couldn't help but stop and look at the broken bridge. Someone is so bold and thick-skinned, or so shameless, and plays the erhu like a ghost, they also feel very curious.

Qin Fen felt that it was necessary to stop the other party from continuing to play the erhu, and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, who had pulled out the unpleasant dead man I, could bear it, but insulting the erhu was absolutely unbearable.

When I arrived at the broken bridge, it turned out to be the strange man who saw the old woman crossing the road at noon, and Qin Fen wanted to send a big red flower to encourage him.

Seeing Qin Fen appear, the other party stopped the erhu in his hand, stood up and smiled faintly, and said to Qin Fen: "Hello Qin Fen, I'm Xin Jing." ”

"You're so frightened, I'm a trembling!" Qin Fen said subconsciously, then realized that something was wrong, and changed his words again, "Trembling is a pen name, get acquainted with it again, my name is Qin Fen, diligent Fen." How did you meet me?"

Xin shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. The important thing is that I have no ill will towards you now. ”

Qin Fen is very helpless, this guy is really a weird person, and he can't speak inexplicably, what does it mean that he has no malice towards me now, could it be that he will be malicious to me in the future!?

Thinking like this, Qin Fen couldn't help but use the ability of his eyes, just to see the other party clearly. As soon as the binocular perspective microscopic ability was used, Qin Fen was suddenly shocked, Xin Jing's body was covered with a layer of strange energy, which actually completely isolated the ability of his eyes.

"So powerful!" Qin Fen didn't see through the details of the other party, but as a man's seventh sense, he told him that Xin Jing This man was very powerful, stronger than the Danyunzi Pei Fahai and Zhuge Yong he had seen, and it was a realm that Qin Fen couldn't touch now.

Xin smiled in surprise and said, "Interesting, I didn't think that there were soul people on the earth, interesting." ”

Those who wanted to watch the melon eat stopped playing the erhu and soon dispersed.

Perhaps sensing Qin Fen's vigilance, Xin Jing picked up the erhu and walked along the left bank of the Seine River by himself, saying as he walked: "The person you are looking for is in Dracula's Castle, where a group of vampires live, a hundred kilometers away from here. Go ahead, it's too late to get too late. ”

Xin Jing knows too much, if it is according to the general TV plot, Qin Fen will kill him. But helplessly, Qin Fen couldn't twist his thighs with his arms, and he felt that he was not Xin Jing's opponent, so he could only question Xin Jing like this: "Who are you?" ”

Qin Fen even doubted now that this Xin Jing would be a member of the Blood Clan. Because this Xin Jing is also fair and smooth, which makes countless girls envy and hate the kind of fair and smooth. It's just that the hairstyle doesn't match the image of a vampire in Qin Fen's mind, Xin Jing has long silky hair, a braid tied at the back, and long bangs, like an artist.

However, Qin Fen has never seen a real vampire, and he doesn't know what hairstyles vampires like to have.

"It doesn't matter. The important thing is that your woman is in danger now, and if you don't save it, you will have to drink and hate it for the rest of your life. ”

Qin Fen felt that he was being led by Xin Jing's nose, but he had to do what Xin Jing said, and for a while, Qin Fen felt annoyed. But he couldn't beat others, Qin Fen could only hold back his annoyance in his heart, and greeted the eighteenth generation of Xin's ancestors in his heart: "I'll go to your uncle." ”

Walking along the banks of the Seine, Qin Fen wanted to stop a taxi, but found that the traffic jam here was even worse than that of GZ City. Qin Fen ran seven or eight kilometers wildly, and found that there was still a long traffic on one side.

Sure enough, traffic jams are a worldwide problem.

And Qin Fen's problem now is that there is not only a traffic jam here, he has not seen a fast food delivery rider yet. If you don't see a fast food delivery rider, you can't find a motorcycle that can be requisitioned or borrowed.

But it doesn't matter, it's time to be imminent, Qin Fen can't care about shocking the world, he just ran along the left bank of the Seine, running at full speed.

At Qin Fen's current speed, the firepower is in full swing, which is faster than the maximum speed of an ordinary Ayama electric car, and it is about to reach sixty mph.

The people who were jammed in the cars on both sides of the road saw Qin Fen running like a storm, and exclaimed, their jaws dropped in shock, and they took out their mobile phones and took pictures.

"Call, call, there is a Chinese man on the banks of the Seine who has put on his wings, looking like he is going to save the earth. One driver immediately posted his opinion on Facebook.

A Chinese man suspected of being doping and was racing along the riverside. "There was a citizen of country F who tweeted on Twitter.