Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 310 Xia Mi’s confidence

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 310 Xia Mi’s confidence

"I'm going to leave now. Please contact me when you have the opportunity." Chen Wenwen waved her hand, not wanting to get into any more entanglements, she walked around Lu Mingfei and continued walking forward.

Only a lonely and desolate figure was left on the spot.

…

"There is an extra sad person in this city~~" Shang An hummed some lyrics of unknown meaning and closed the "Script" in his hand.

"It seems that Lu Mingfei is going to Kassel after all."

Seeing Professor Guderian who came to Lu Mingfei's home again to invite him and the little devil who was forcing Lai Lai next to Lu Mingfei, Shang An nodded his head boredly.

It seems that unless he really intervenes on a large scale, Lu Mingfei will go to Kassel no matter what. If he doesn't want to go, others will force him to go.

"This time, I'll let you play a supporting role. Don't be so bad again."

A gust of wind blew by, and the small white book with the word "script" written on it was blown open by the wind. The first page contained the names of the main and supporting characters.

Among them, Su Xiaoqiang's name is circled in red, and he is clearly the protagonist.

"The general plot has been chosen, and now it's up to you to perform it to your heart's content."

"Mr. Deng Shen, what kind of interpretation is this? Is it acting?"

A girl in white pajamas walked down the stairs with a sleepy face and sleepy eyes. She wore a pair of white slippers under her feet. Her skin was as white as snow, revealing a pair of small, crystal-clear feet.

"Yes, let's put on a big show." Shang An nodded and turned around, looking at the girl gently, "Eli Yi, what's wrong?"

"I want to sleep." Eriki opened her arms and said to someone.

Shang An looked at the sky and saw that the sun had not yet set. At this time, most people might have just finished dinner, which was not the time to go to bed.

"All right."

Looking at Eriyi's pitiful appearance, Shang An could only nod his head fondly.

He stood up and picked up the little Eri clothes, and then walked towards the bedroom.

Eliyi's head was buried on Shang An's shoulder, and a hint of cunning flashed in her big, pure eyes.

In this way, I can stick with Mr. Deng Shen again.

…

Lu Mingfei finally got on the plane to the United States and stepped onto the station bound for Kassel.

Waiting for the CC100 train on the ticket.

However, according to the conductor, this train does not seem to exist.

"Why, I won't stay in China to go to school." In the waiting hall, Su Xiaoqiang joked that they were enrolled in the same batch.

"No." Lu Mingfei scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

He still remembered that he vowed to Su Xiaoqiang that he would stay in the country for Chen Wenwen, but in the blink of an eye he was on the road to go abroad. It was really...

Su Xiaoqiang glanced at Lu Mingfei with some disdain. She had no doubt that as long as Chen Wenwen made a phone call, Lu Mingfei would run back to the country.

Why does this person have to be a licking dog?

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but think about Shang An again, and she didn't know how he was doing now, whether the girl named Eri Yi could take good care of him, and whether he would get used to it without her own help.

At this time, a voice interrupted Su Xiaoqiang's thoughts.

"Xiaoqiang, what do you think Kassel College will be like?" Xia Mi, who was wearing a purple sweatshirt next to her, asked curiously.

She was really curious about Nanxiang, a school in the West that focused on slaying dragons for a hundred years.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Su Xiaoqiang spread his hands and said.

Her father even used his connections and asked partners in the United States, but he still knew little about Cassel College. It was like a college in a fog, and you could never see it clearly until you contacted it in person.

's true face.

Not far behind the few people, a man wearing a somewhat dirty floral shirt and a beard, who looked like a homeless man, had walked over at some point. After hearing the conversation between the few people, his eyes lit up.

"Are you here to enroll as well?" he asked.

Su Xiaoqiang turned around and saw a sour smell. She couldn't help but pull Xia Mi back a few steps.

After achieving the innate Taoist body, her body is dust-free and her increasingly powerful senses also make her five senses more sensitive. This has both advantages and disadvantages.

At least now she can't stand the body odor emitted by ordinary people. Even her father can't get within one meter of her now, which makes her give people the impression that it's hard to get close. This is still facing

Ordinary people, let alone sloppy ones.

Even though the body odor of the "tramp" in front of him is not too strong for most people, Su Xiaoqiang really can't stand it.

Fortunately, Sister Xia Mi's body is fragrant.

Holding her soft little hands, Su Xiaoqiang looked back at Xia Mi and smiled sincerely.

Comrades who have been shot together are different.

"Hey, that's not the case, I'm a good person." Seeing this, the 'tramp' felt aggrieved and couldn't help but take another step forward.

"Stop!" Su Xiaoqiang shouted quickly and said coldly: "If you come any closer, I will break your three legs."

The smell of food residue on this 'bum' mixed with the smell of sweat made her feel uncomfortable even from a distance of three meters.

The 'tramp' trembled with fright when he heard this and stopped in his tracks.

"Ahem, is it necessary to have such a big reaction?" Touching his angular face, he couldn't help but sigh to himself: Could it be that he didn't take a shower for a few days, so the damn dust obscured this handsome and handsome face.

Then he said with some resentment: "I am Fingel von Flins. I am your senior, not a tramp."

Seeing Su Xiaoqiang's obviously disbelieving look, he took out a textbook from the satchel behind his back, a textbook that was a mixture of Latin and English.

"What's wrong with this senior?"

Su Xiaoqiang was a little convinced when he saw this, and suppressed the disgust in his eyes, but his body was still three meters away.

Fingel was a little embarrassed, how could he answer the conversation like this, but after all, he was a guy with a thicker skin than the city wall. He licked his face and said: "Two junior girls, and this junior brother, I haven't eaten for several days.

Now, can you buy me a Coke, and preferably a hamburger."

When he heard that he was going to treat a guest, Lu Mingfei subconsciously closed his wallet.

He only has twenty dollars left with him now. Originally, his aunt gave him five hundred dollars for living expenses, but when he went through Chicago customs, the fat policeman caught him with more than a dozen pirated CDs, and he also paid

A fine that frightened him was truly an unforgettable experience.

Hearing this, Fengel could only look at Su Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi eagerly.

Unable to stand the disgusting look in the greasy senior's eyes, Su Xiaoqiang finally bought him a hamburger and a Coke, and Lu Mingfei also participated.

As a top-notch little rich woman, especially when her family business is getting bigger and bigger, and her father has been a god in helping her make several investments, she really has no shortage of money.

If we really talk about wealth, even the apparently richest man in the country may not be richer than Su's father now.

"Thank you boss, the boss is very generous."

Fingel was eating a burger on the side, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but step back a little more when he looked at this Fen Bajie, whose food appearance rivaled that of Zhu Bajie.

Fingel doesn't mind either. His attitude doesn't matter. As long as he's willing to treat us, he's a good person.

A few people were sitting in the waiting hall waiting for the train. Perhaps they were attracted by their personalities. During this period, Lu Mingfei and Fingel gradually became familiar with each other, and some things about Kassel College were also revealed during the conversation.

Su Xiaoqiang sat up cross-legged in boredom and began to recite the prayer silently. Her soul directly met her favorite brother Shang in the underworld.

Seeing this, Xia Mi simply joined in. She knew how to pray.

Fingel was a little surprised when he looked at Su Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi who were chattering a bit. For some reason, their actions reminded him of those sacrificial scenes, and he couldn't help but nudge Lu Mingfei with his elbow.

"Junior, do these two junior girls still believe in religion?"

"I don't know." Lu Mingfei shook his head and said, "But Su Xiaoqiang does give me a different feeling. How should I put it, just like... those superpowers or monks hiding in the city in novels

."

As he spoke, there was a look of yearning on his face.

After all, who doesn’t have a dream of becoming an immortal or extraordinary in the city?

"Don't be discouraged, maybe you can also become a 'superpower'." Fingel patted the shoulder of Lu Mingfei next to him, indicating something.

Lu Mingfei didn't know why.

The clock slowly slid to two o'clock in the morning.

The waiting hall was already empty, with only the four passengers left.

The sound of bells and train whistles woke up several people.

"The car is here, pick up your luggage and get in the car quickly," Fingel reminded.

Xia Mi and Su Xiaoqiang also opened their eyes, but there was a flush on their cheeks and they were still a little unfinished.

"CC100 express train, passengers are ready to board the train, passengers are ready to board the train."

A conductor wearing a classic uniform suddenly appeared at the ticket gate, but the two guards guarding here seemed not to hear the sound and were still sleeping soundly.

No matter how you look at it, this looks a bit weird, like a scene at a certain death train station.

However, none of them were ordinary people. Su Xiaoqiang looked very excited, Xia Mi still had a cold expression on his face, Fingel looked ready to move, and Lu Mingfei, who was very nervous, was a little confused, but he didn't care too much about this weird scene.

Several people got into the car.

The train carriage was much better than expected, with elegant European style, Victorian-style wall decorations, long oak tables and dark green leather sofas embroidered with gold patterns. It looked quite luxurious, and several people had changed into cards.

Serge's school uniform, Lu Mingfei felt that this uniform was more difficult to control than a suit.

Wearing this school uniform always makes you feel like you have transformed from a commoner to an aristocrat.

Professor Guderian looked at the three students in front of him with satisfaction. His eyes obviously couldn't tolerate Fingel.

Regardless of Fingel's protest, he was sent to another carriage.

After chatting briefly and relaxing the atmosphere, he began to introduce the school to a few people.

Including Kassel's outrageous professionalism.

However, except for Lu Mingfei who was unaware, Su Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi both acted relatively calmly, which made Guderian have to wonder if they had already started their own lineage and had a certain understanding of it.

However, Lu Mingfei let out an exclamation at the right time, which made him feel that he was indeed explaining to the new students.

"Our ultimate goal is..." He paused, cleared his throat, looked at a few people with serious eyes, and spoke word by word.

"Slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon?" Su Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi also expressed surprise, but only Lu Mingfei was real. Both of them are actors.

Xia Mi's eyes were even more playful.

A Dragon King is dangling right under your noses.

But soon she became a little solemn, and the vague fluctuations flashed from Lu Mingfei's body, but it was enough for her to feel.

In fact, if she hadn't been greatly improved by practicing the Way of Bloodline and the Great Way of Yin and Yang, she would never have been able to detect this fluctuation.

This guy who looks very bad isn't simple either.

That aura just now, was it the Black King?

She thought about it, her heart tightening.

Then I thought of something and relaxed.

Now, she, Xia Mi, the king of the earth and mountains, the great Jormungandr, has become the favored one of the supreme crown of Shang'an.

What kind of black king is not a black king? There is no fear at all.

Xia Mi, who was hugged to his thigh, no longer paid attention to his former club.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't feel anything. Her strength was still a little worse than Xia Mi's at present.

Perhaps in order to make a few people believe in the existence of dragons, another professor Masashi Toyama from Japan also took out a cylindrical glass bottle filled with formalin. Inside was a pair of membrane wings, which looked quite fantastic.

The divided cubs are very similar to the mythical dragon, but of course they are actually more like lizards.

"This can't be made of rubber, right?" Lu Mingfei still didn't dare to accept the collapse of the three views he had cultivated for more than ten years.

Xia Mi looked at the little baby dragon with great interest.

Unlike some races, the dragon tribe is divided into very serious factions, and they even have the desire to devour each other. Moreover, this little red dragon is not from her earth and mountain family, so she does not feel that her race is being insulted.

Suddenly, the little red dragon that was sleeping in the glass bottle suddenly opened its eyes.

A faint dragon power spread, and the majestic vertical pupils stared out of the glass bottle, showing a bit of fear.

This little red dragon, which was treated as a specimen, sensed the call from its bloodline.

Awakened at this moment!

Masashi Toyama and Professor Guderian were shocked.

Fortunately, this little red dragon was still in its infancy and had been sleeping for hundreds of years. It had no offensive power. In the end, it was unable to break the glass bottle with this special characteristic. It was exhausted and closed its eyes unwillingly.

"Hiss~"

Professor Guderian looked at the three people in front of him and took a deep breath.

"Could it be a bloodline summons?" he guessed.

I scanned the three people in front of me repeatedly. The bloodlines of these three people were all A or above, so the bloodline summoning made sense.

After all, although hybrids are not pure-blooded dragons, it does not mean that their bloodline is inferior.

The S-class bloodline assessed by the secret party is comparable to the bloodline of the next generation. Every S-class that grows up is a page of legend in the history of dragon slaying.

(End of chapter)