Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 396 382. Phoenix Crown Xiapei painted with pear clothes

Eriki opened her eyes wide, and everything in the restaurant was reflected in her pupils.

"It's amazing." She grabbed Xia Mi's hand and wrote in Xia Mi's palm.

After the bloodline issue was resolved, Eri still liked to communicate with eyes and words. It was probably because she hadn't spoken for too long that she was reluctant to speak.

Only when she is in front of Lu Mingfei, this girl is like a talkative kitten, meowing non-stop, and rubbing her head against your palms and shoulders. If you don't touch her head, she will He will bite you with his teeth angrily.

In the middle of the dance floor of the restaurant, a couple was holding a wedding ceremony. On the temporary high platform was a flower door made of laurel branches. A priest in a white robe stood behind the altar with a smile on his face. His hands pressed the holy altar. According to the Gospel, two wedding crowns, a glass of red wine and two lit candles were placed on either side of the altar.

This should be a small-scale Orthodox Christian wedding ceremony. Although the dance floor was crowded with relatives and friends of the groom and the bride, other guests were not affected.

The heating system was running at maximum power, and the drowsy warm air was filled with the rich smell of whiskey and high-end perfume.

Lithe girls shuttled among the guests. They wore white skirts with waistbands and gorgeous gold embroidery on the skirts. Their young and attractive curves were exposed to the air. Their hair was as brilliant as gold or platinum, and their skin was as white as Ice and snow.

They are distributing tied dandelion flowers to the guests on this floor. I don’t know which country is the custom.

The poetic voice of the assistant pastor at the altar came from the cracks between the doors.

Junzai, please bless me.

The priest responded melodiously. Praise be to our God, today and forever, forever and ever.

The musicians whispered amen.

Relatives and friends standing there crossed themselves on their chests and said in unison that they begged the Lord for mercy.

The groom and the bride, wearing scarlet ribbons and shiny black leather shoes, exchanged rings. The bride wore a pure white wedding dress and a plain white veil covering the girl's face.

When the ceremony ended, everyone cheered lowly, as if the wedding was something that should be blessed by everyone.

Xia Mi looked at Eri Yi's side face, and that face seemed to reflect golden light. She suddenly became a little distracted, remembering that this little goblin had been seducing her senior brother for so many years.

"Tch, how awesome is this?" Xia Mi pouted, reaching out to comb Huili Yi's dark red hair with her fingers. The hair was smooth and soft, and the thin fragrance of white sandalwood penetrated her nostrils.

"When Chinese people get married, a lot of people come, and the bride has to prepare for it a long time in advance. In our wedding dress, it's not called a wedding dress, it's called a fengguanxiapei. It's so beautiful."

Looking at the swimming pool sparkling in the sun on the main deck on the other side, Nuonuo's heart moved. He remembered that in another world, Caesar bought himself a set of clothes like that at a place called Fenglong Hall. He remembered that piece of clothing. The material of the wedding dress was high-quality lake silk, with exquisite tapestry borders, gold foil with phoenix pattern, inlaid pearl buttons and glass flakes. Unfortunately, it was later sent to the monastery by the group of old guys in Gattuso's Ultramarine Hall. Due to the lack of exercise, I did have some fat on my waist, and it was a bit hard to fit into clothes like that...

She was holding a cup of coffee and taking a sip. At this moment, the ripples in the coffee suddenly disappeared, and a trace of confusion flashed in her pair of elusive pupils like a witch.

Fenglong Hall......

A huge storm swept silently from the depths of consciousness, and Nono suddenly became cold, as stinging as the dead of winter.

"I'm going out for a moment to make a phone call." She said, standing up and holding up her skirt, she stepped over the black box standing upright against the table legs and headed to the main deck.

How could she not have expected that the name Fenglongtang had clearly been seen in another world before, but this time she had no impression of Lin Fenglong under Friedrich's pseudonym.

How could this happen to her, to a witch with a profile?

Not long after she walked out, Zero and Xia Mi looked at Nono's back at the same time.

The wind was very strong on the deck. Nono's long dark red hair was blowing in the wind, and the hem of her long skirt was also blowing in the wind. Her straight and delicate calves seemed to be shining in the sun, and her ankles were so lonely that they seemed to be covered by a wave. Take hold.

At this time, the waiter in a straight suit and white gloves pushed the dining cart to the small box at the edge of the restaurant, and took out the silver tableware from the dining cart. The tableware was placed with grilled spring fish and peony shrimp sashimi, and was brought up together. There is still mellow and fragrant sake in the wine bottle.

"Actually, the powerful things in this world are far wider than you think. You are free now and can have a lot in the future." Zero turned back to look into Eryi's eyes.

After getting along for a long time, it's still easy to tell Nono and Eri Yi apart.

In comparison, Nono is thinner and her eyebrows are narrower. Eri's expression is always very confused. Sometimes she looks like a curvaceous but inexperienced female student, and sometimes she looks like she is still unfamiliar with the world. Curious child.

Her Royal Highness's eyes followed the pointy and small chin of Eri's clothes downwards, caressing the elegant and slender swan-like neck and lonely collarbones. She paused for a second under the bulging and plump clothes, and thought to herself, that's right. Also, the development of this humanoid weapon is really good, and the breasts are bigger than the senior sister...

"Sakura told me about the casinos in Las Vegas and Central Park in New York." Eriki said.

In fact, there's more to it than that. When we were at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo, Eri would always get under Lu Mingfei's quilt in the middle of the night. The two of them couldn't sleep, so they sat on the edge of the bed and connected the TV to the computer console to play video games.

Hui Liyi talks a lot when playing games, or maybe when she is around Lu Mingfei, Hui Liyi talks a lot. What she likes to ask the most is what happened to Lu Mingfei in the past, when he was playing in a city basketball game. Common past events include representing Shilan Middle School and winning the championship, and gangsters from outside the school running into the school and being chased away by Lu Mingfei.

But it seems that the little monster just longs for that kind of ordinary life, living with a group of incompetent people, and his life will never have anything to do with gods, dragons or wars.

In addition, Eri liked listening to Lu Mingfei's stories about things outside the city of Tokyo the most.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei had memories of another world in his mind, and he could be considered to have experienced the changing seasons of the customs, customs, and customs of the seven continents and five oceans.

He told Eriki about the quiet ice and snow beside the lakes of Hokkaido and the splashing waves of the two oceans when they collided with the dangerous cliffs of the Cape of Good Hope. He also talked about the sycamore leaves on the Champs Elysees in October, when they were in full bloom, and The lighthouse on Vladivostok remains low and nostalgic.

This world is deep and gentle. There are sunsets and sunrises in different places at the same time. When Eri asked Mingfei about France, she talked about the majesty and height of the Arc de Triomphe. When asked about Mingfei about Russia, she talked about the cold winter in Moscow. And the bronze statue of Lenin, so in the eyes of Hui Liyi, the world is so unreachable, like a person standing at the foot of a mountain looking up at the endless mountain shadow under the night sky, magnificent and distant.

Only when Eryi asked about China, Lu Mingfei would think about it and then smile and say that the trains in Zhengzhou roared day after day, the golden sea in Shanghai reflected the most prosperous neon lights in the world, and the downstairs of his uncle’s house in Hefei. The long streets are planted with French plane trees. In autumn, the golden plane trees leaves fall like falling snow, falling on the heads and shoulders of passers-by. If you don't pay attention, the last leaf will come back with you. At home, maybe it will end up as a bookmark.

When talking about bookmarks, Lu Mingfei actually found a plastic sycamore leaf bookmark from his wallet. He put this thing in Eriyi's hand and said that one day we would go to that long street together and walk through the sycamore trees. You have been involved in my life since I was under the tree.

Eliyi thought that she was willing to participate in Lu Mingfei's life, and she also hoped that Lu Mingfei could participate in her life.

That's assuming they survive.

There are so many wonderful places in this world that you will never see them in your lifetime, so no matter how desperate or sad you are, you must try to survive, because only by surviving can you see the scenery you have never seen before.

——After walking out of the restaurant, Nono stood on the edge of the deck and looked at the sea. The sun was shining brightly and the waves on the sea were rough. Hundreds of tons of waves smashed into pieces on the hull of the Atlantic Helios and turned into white. The bubbles spread.

Nuonuo's head hurt a little. She thought of the old man she had secretly visited later. He was an old European guy who played Beijing movies. He was too old to tell how old he was. He had gray hair and eyes that were unique to Aryans. The color was iron-gray, very similar to the principal. When Nono walked into the alley, the guy was sitting under the old locust tree and playing chess with a group of old men. He was wearing a bamboo shirt.

The old man took her around the hall and said that his name was Lin Fenglong. Although he was German, he had never been to Germany. He also said that Miss Chen, you should know that your boyfriend came to buy clothes. If you like, I have others here. Yes, I can sell it to you at a 30% discount.

But Nono didn't really listen. She tilted her head and looked at the rice paper on the wall. On the paper was a profile of a girl sketched with a sharp brush. It was freehand and full of charm. Although it was only a few or two strokes, Nono had one kind of thing. The feeling of drawing it in your own image.

She is a person who trusts feelings more than evidence, and fortunately her intuition is usually accurate.

It was that painting that made Nono realize that Fenglong Hall had actually served the Gattuso family for a long time, or that it was simply the property of the Gattuso family.

Even the most luxurious finished goods stores in China will not sell Fengguanxiapei, which is expensive and extremely finely crafted, because everyone's body parameters are different, and almost all truly valuable Fengguanxiapei are privately customized. product.

But Caesar was able to buy the finished product, which basically meant that someone had already informed the boss of Nono's physical data.

It was also from that time that Nono had guessed that the elders of the Gattuso family had actually begun to accept her marriage to Caesar, but they were a little resistant, and she didn't know where that resistance came from.

At that time, Caesar proposed to her more than once, and each time was romantic and touching. But just when she was about to accept, she would always think of a face that was as ferocious as a devil and as sad as a child.

Nono kept locking and unlocking the screen, and the wind ruffled the hair beside her ears. This call was not made to Lu Mingfei, but to Caesar.

There is no cell phone signal.

Connect to the network, the network connection is successful.

When Henkel renovated the ship, it took into account the inability to effectively communicate with the outside world on the high seas, so it installed a dedicated satellite signal transceiver station. As long as the Internet is accessed on the Helios, it is directly through the satellite.

Long-wave radio often has problems beyond its reach, but satellite ultra-short-wave communications can reach Mars orbit without any problem.

Hermes is a social software developed by the college's research department. It is fully functional and can even use artificial intelligence to help you predict stock trends. However, many years ago when the Internet was just emerging, Angers ordered the development of this software not for the purpose of making money from Wall Street capitalists. Although they did do so, the fundamental meaning of Hermes is that it is an internal communication tool that will never be monitored or monitored.

EVA monitors the operation of the software around the clock, and all data will be reviewed by the beautiful girl who is as blue as an angel.

Nono's contact list is frighteningly long, as if everyone in the college's undergraduate department has been added. This is indeed the case. When downloading Hermes, students need to register with their personal information. After registration, the friend list will show that everyone in the entire college, including the principal, is in the friend list.

The guy at the top has an ID of Ricardo, and his avatar is a gray big-headed bear because he is offline.

Lu Mingfei rarely uses Hermes, but he also has an account.

Nono hesitated for a moment and did not click on Lu Mingfei's profile picture. Instead, she continued to scroll down and found an account with the ID of Governor of Gaul and the profile picture of two crossed Desert Eagles.

But Nono's finger hovered above the screen of the mobile phone and did not press it.

Her thoughts were as tangled as lines tangled randomly, but reason told her that even if she told Caesar about the relationship between Friedrich and the Gattuso family, and even told the truth that the identities of the king and Tachibana Masamune might have been replaced by Friedrich through this mobile phone, he probably could not do anything.

Nono had already used a profile in another world to describe that the Gattuso family had been funding Friedrich, but she did not take it to heart. Many years later, it was even just a vague idea.

But at this time, this information was fatal to Lu Mingfei, who was trying to kill the White King in Tokyo.

If the people who stood behind Friedrich and supported Boar Neo, Far North, and even Herzog were all from the Gattuso family, then there was only one person left who could stop the situation from developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Only Caesar could stop his elders.

Nono finally pressed the dial button.

The call was picked up after only one second of ringing. There was dead silence on the other end of the phone, only heavy breathing.

"It was me," Nono said.

"I know," Caesar said.

"Your father, or your uncle, anyway, someone in your family planned the revival of the White King." Nono said in a calm voice.

After a few seconds of silence, Caesar seemed to sigh deeply, and the breath was so long that it seemed to spit out all the depression and anger in his chest.

"I know," Caesar said, and there was no ripple in his voice either.

Nono was stunned, and she didn't know what to say next.

She had said everything she should say, and only Caesar knew what to do.

That man believed in his justice and was willing to die for his justice, so it was meaningless to say more.

"I..." Caesar's voice stopped abruptly.

A huge shadow suddenly enveloped the Apollo, and Nono's phone beeped.

The satellite signal was suddenly interrupted.

Her hands dropped, her head looked up, and the goddess' skirt was reflected in her pupils.

"God..." Nono murmured.

The towering black clouds like mountains completely covered the Apollo from all directions in a few minutes. The sea was like an angry ancient beast, and even several meters high waves could be seen under the side of the ship.

But what really made Nono lose his mind was the aurora in the sky.

There were hundreds of light blue aurora patterns hanging under the sky, like a long skirt that could cover the entire sky. Its edges were decorated with the thinnest light blue silk, but the depths were hazy and dreamy.

But how could there be aurora in the tropical region of the Pacific Ocean?