Chapter 100: The Mystery of the Primordial Body
Ange didn't say it quietly, and the phone was on speakerphone.
"Hey, what do you mean, Ange?"
Uesugi jumped like thunder.
Lao Tzu is also a former "emperor", even if he is old and sick, it is not for anyone to beat him if he wants to.
"Yes."
Lu Mingfei nodded.
Ange still has credibility with him, and since he says that there is nothing wrong with this person, he doesn't mind giving him face.
"Thank you. Hey, give my students a little more meat for free, or I'll fly over and beat you. β
Ange didn't give Uesugi a chance to refute, and hung up the phone after the threat.
"I'm going to hang 'Ange and the dog' at the airport gate!"
Uesugi scolded angrily.
"He's already hanging."
Lu Mingfei said lightly.
"This old bastard."
Uesugi Yue's hat puffed out with anger.
Scolding and scolding, he still invited them to eat ramen for free, including Genjio and Inuyama.
Now that his identity is exposed, Uesugi Yue will not hide it.
The knife light swam on the cutting board like a horse, and it only took a few minutes to process the ingredients for more than a dozen people.
"Is it delicious?"
Gen Zhisheng looked at Eri Yi, whose mouth was bulging, and asked.
"Uh-huh."
She jerked her head a few times.
Yuan Zhisheng showed a gentle smile, seeing her so happy, it was not in vain.
"Hurry up and leave when you're done eating, don't worry about it, and don't come next time. I'm not talking about you, little girl, if you want, you can come and eat as often as you want, and I'll make it for you for free. β
Uesugi said.
I don't know why, but as soon as he saw Eri, he had an indescribable liking.
Maybe he also wants to have such a daughter in his heart.
It's a pity that Uesugi has decided to let the imperial blood end in his body.
This world no longer needs a monster like the "Emperor", so let him disappear into time with this roof car.
Damn, that old thing in Ange isn't dead yet.
Well, this young man looks good, but it's a pity that he went astray every year.
He didn't want to deal with the people of the Eight Snake Family, so he didn't bother to ask Inuyama He Yuan's identity.
After the noodles were eaten, Gen Zhisheng looked at Eri Yi.
"Do you want to go back?"
He asked gently.
"Can you play a little longer? ()γ β
Eri asked pitifully.
"Okay. Try not to make trouble for Lu Jun and them, you know? β
Yuan Zhisheng couldn't resist her coquettish attack, and said with a wry smile.
It's not bad to let Eri Yi and Lu Mingfei play together, and both parties can guarantee their safety.
And the rest of the family was respectful or fearful of her, except for him, who had no one who could communicate with Eri on an equal footing.
But these three people obviously don't look at her differently, so let her enjoy a free evening.
After all, in five days, the Eight Snake Families may be about to face destruction.
Although it was Lu Mingfei in front of him who wanted to destroy them, Yuan Zhisheng was unexpectedly unable to raise any hatred.
Maybe he also thought in his heart that the existence of the Eight Snake Families should have been ended a long time ago.
"Uh-huh. οΌοΌΎοΌΎβοΌγ β
Eri nodded happily, not feeling the complicated feelings in her brother's heart at all.
Genjio and Inuyama are gone, the latter is silent except for the first few words, and Uesugi has no intention of talking to him.
"Hey, annoying guy is gone, shouldn't you guys get out of here?"
Uesugi knocked on the cutting board.
"No, boss, where is there a big night to catch up with? Be careful that I complain to you. β
Fingal exclaimed.
"If you don't give money, you're not a guest."
Uesugi seized on his language loophole.
"Well, you don't have to look for it."
Fingal reached for a coin and placed it on the table, and Lincoln's mugshot jumped on it.
One cent, even when the Bretton Woods system was first established, was not enough to pay for so many bowls of ramen.
"Get out, get out of here."
Before Uesugi set up his own stall, the fishing team left the stall.
When the four of them got up, Uesugi quickly packed up the car.
The Lord had just told him that it was not appropriate to set up a stall tonight.
"Where to go now?"
Chu Zihang asked.
"If you really don't know where to go, just walk along the river, and although they are all blind lights, young people should like them."
Uesugi didn't plan to deal with them, but for the sake of Eri's face, he still pointed out.
He could see that this little girl rarely went out, and it was difficult to come out once, so she always had to see some scenery.
"Then go to the river."
Lu Mingfei nodded.
Since I'm out fishing, it's reasonable to go to the river.
The three-color electric car started, and they swept away in the dust under Uesugi Yue's disgusted gaze.
Driving forward along the unknown river, Chu Zihang inexplicably had a sense of absurdity.
Before that rainy night, he thought that he would be admitted to a prestigious school, find a good job, and become an elite in the sense of society.
After entering Kassel, he thought he would train hard, pray sincerely, and become a fanatical dragon slayer and a loyal believer.
But now, he is riding a small white electric donkey to wander around a foreign river, and by the way, he has also abducted an ignorant girl.
It's also good to relax once in a while, though.
Chu Zihang is talking about Lu Mingfei, who has been training day and night since the genetic seed was implanted.
Although he knew that this thousand-year-old veteran would not be able to worry about his turn, he still hoped that Lu Mingfei could take a little rest.
If the wire is stretched too tightly, it will break, let alone a person.
In this peaceful atmosphere, someone beat a small wooden drum, the drum sounding hoarse and low, like a ghost left behind from a distant time, narrating their sorrows.
The three of them stopped the electric car, and under the distant lights on both sides of the strait, a plain white woman stood quietly in the middle of the road, her dark hair scattered on her chest.
"All the joy in the world is short-lived; Only pain and loneliness accompany the depths of the Yellow Spring. β
The woman sang a cappella and slowly raised her head, her face as pale as paper, and the corners of her eyes were painted with blood-like tears.
She sang and danced, her large white sleeves spread out like the wings of a white bird, and they were written in ink with ancient words, the left sleeve symbolizing the rising sun, the growth of all things, and the dream-like world, and the right sleeve symbolizing the rising moon, dry bones and cold sand, and the eternal yellow spring.
Dancing and dancing, she faded away from her white robes, revealing a splendid painted garment, but embroidered not with flowers, birds, insects, and fish, but with skeletons and maggots.
"Gentlemen."
"She" spoke softly, but her voice was not a soft girl, but a male voice of Qingyue.
This world-famous stunner was actually a man, and Fingal and Chu Zihang suddenly had a creepy feeling.
"Pretending to be a ghost."
Lu Mingfei didn't plan to let him continue to talk at all, since he caught a fish, he should be scaled and broken on the spot.
"Lu Jun is really the same as rumored, he is a person with an anxious personality."
The "female ghost" covered her mouth and smiled, and short syllables came out of his mouth, but they had an unusual beauty of sound.
Normally, when the dragon text is sung, it is like a big bell ringing, but when it is read out by this, it is like singing a lullaby.
The invisible realm opened, and Lu Mingfei's momentum of rushing forward stopped, and it was fixed in place like a statue.
Chu Zihang and Fingal glanced at each other, and immediately drew their swords and rushed forward.
But dozens of serpentine Deadpools burst out of the darkness and blocked their way.
These Deadpools are stronger and more deformed than the ones they've encountered before.
Several of them had bone spurs that even pierced their own palates and grew out of their noses.
"The head of the regiment should be fine, right?"
Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei, who was motionless, a little worried.
Dream Tapir, a dangerous spirit that is not listed in the order list of the spirits.
Its name comes from the Japanese mythology of a dream-eating monster called the tapir, which will approach nightmares in the middle of the night, eat their nightmares, let them sleep soundly, and then return to the nest with these nightmares themselves.
But nightmares are the embodiment of the darkest and worst emotions, even tapirs cannot digest them, and can only store them in their bodies.
When a tapir dies, the nightmare inside it will explode instantly, and all creatures that come close to it will be swept up in the boundless nightmare, and no one can escape.
Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, and there was a closed space in front of him.
From time to time, electric sparks erupted from the exposed wiring, and metal walls were all around.
A warrior in power armor was leaning against the wall, both hearts pierced and a long cut in his stomach.
His helmet was held in his hand, as if it would allow him to breathe more easily.
But this is actually an illusion, although the circulating air of the power armor is not fresh, at least it is much better than the dirty air in the cabin.
Lu Mingfei knew that face, it was a member of his team, Hadan Battell, who was born on a dead planet.
"Brother Battle."
He walked over and shook Battle's hand.
"You're here, Brother Lu Mingfei. Did you bring a pharmacist? Sacred genetic seeds must not be contaminated by those filthy aliens. β
Battle struggled to straighten up, clotted blood clotting falling to the ground as he moved.
"The pharmacist will be here soon, you'll be fine, Brother Battle, your genetic gland is still ripe enough to be plucked."
Lu Mingfeiqiang said with a smile.
"Hah, you're showing your damn sense of humor again."
Battle laughed, then spat out a mouthful of blood with pieces of internal organs.
"I'm sorry, Brother Battle."
Lu Mingfei lowered his head.
"Why do you want to apologize? Have you betrayed the emperor and the warband? β
Battle asked rhetorically.
"Of course not, my loyalty is indestructible."
He shook his head.
"Then you don't need to apologize. Go kill a few more aliens, and I want the nest master's claws to decorate my tombstone. β
Battle made a request to him.
"You're going to get it, Brother Battle."
Lu Mingfei gave him one last hug, and Battle was dead.
He looked to the end of the passage, where there were many of his brothers.
And they all died in this space wreck through his fault.
"Spirits?"
Lu Mingfei muttered to himself.
Speaking of which, he still has to thank the freer, so that he can see these fighting brothers who have long since returned to the Golden Throne again.
However, Lu Mingfei also understands that he can't indulge here.
"I'm sorry, brothers, but let's meet again in front of the Emperor."
Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and was about to tear apart this illusion with his will, when an indescribable feeling made him open his eyes again.
A man stood with his back to him, in front of the glass of the bridge, facing the endless twisted void.
His body was extremely majestic, at least four meters, and he stood there like a titan.
But the feeling he gave people was not depressing, but it made Lu Mingfei have a natural sense of intimacy.
"My father!"
He shouted subconsciously.
(End of chapter)