Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

This world has been quiet for a long, long time, three years, five years... or even longer?

Lu Mingfei strolled on the abandoned railway track 120 kilometers away from Lake Baikal, with snow piled on his shoulders and head, and his eyelashes, which were wet during the night, were covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

But why did he come back here after everything was over?

It was because Lu Mingfei recently read Lacan's works while studying for a master's degree in modern psychiatry at Kassel College. When he saw Lacan talking about the object a, his first reaction was the lowercase i in the movie reception he had been to many years ago.

After so many years, my heart was still slightly touched. It was incredible that a person was pulled out of the abyss by such a majestic girl when he was at his most humble. It seemed that everything was destined.

He suddenly wanted to walk again with the person he loved in the places he had been to, even if those stories that had happened in so many places were blown away by the wind.

Lu Mingfei has been staying in Chicago these years. Most of the time, he discussed the truth of the world and the true meaning of science with the pale and dry department heads in the underground of the college, and sometimes he would go there.

One day, he suddenly had an idea and suddenly stood on the Lenin in Murmansk. It was a product that Russia later imitated the giant ship that was silent in the Sea of ​​Japan, and was used to block the mouths of those conspirators who spied on the dragon world through the Internet.

But Sister Mai said that this ship was almost exactly the same as the one used as an altar in the depths of the abyss, with the layout and materials, and even the stickers on the side of the ship.

He also went to the tundra in the Arctic Circle and followed the Siberian Railway all the way south.

When someone asked them why this group of people appeared here, Lu Mingfei said that I was for the Silver Fox Project, the Soviet-Finnish War, and the Northern Fleet.

So the Russian travelers who met by chance left Red Star vodka and red sausage, and sang loudly the old songs when the Communist International was still popular many years ago and went away.

They said that they were nostalgic people from China. The passion of the war era was gone. Now it is a peaceful time. Poles and Belarusians shook hands and made peace, Israelis and Palestinians lived on the same land, and Indians and Pakistanis embraced each other in the Ganges.

But nostalgic people always have something in common. Russians are nostalgic.

Lu Mingfei turned his back to the Siberian Railway and headed for Seres. Seres is actually China. Europeans used to call China Seres instead of China. The wind was blowing in his ears. He said to the girl beside him: "Damn, what if a train hits us to death? Have you bought insurance to transport the ashes back to China?"

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, humming and jumping on Lu Mingfei's back. Her long legs clamped the man's waist and blew hot air into the guy's ears.

She said no.

"Because Russia is in a state of war, the insurance company will not reimburse." Xia Mi said.

I forgot to say that the rest of the world is peaceful, only Ukraine is still fighting with the Russians at the instigation of the Northern Alliance.

The Slavs were living a life of debauchery in Moscow, and now the descendants of the two groups of Cossack cavalry were fighting. If Ivan Baohong knew about this, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the dungeon in Lithuania and crush all his unworthy descendants to death.

It's funny to say that this war is still a continuation of the decisive battle of that year. Everyone mobilized the army like crazy to fight for their own interests.

Because both groups of Cossacks benefited from the war, Moscow's military industry recovered and the economy ushered in unprecedented growth, and the Anglo-Saxons gave huge aid to small countries in the west, which made them rich in a roundabout way. Therefore, this so-called regional war was out of control and now it seems to be developing into a war of annihilation. Professor Mans said that there might be the shadow of the dragon clan in this, but Principal Flamel was not interested in the dragon clan. He was only interested in holding the women's nude swimming championship.

"Where are we going today?" Xia Mi reached out to hold Lu Mingfei's neck, sniffed and said, "Brother, you smell like other girls."

"To Tomsk, they are all waiting there." Lu Mingfei breathed out hot air and let his junior sister rub her slightly cold hands on his neck. It was really cold.

"It's the smell of my senior sister." Lu Mingfei said.

Last night, Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo watched the aurora and the Arctic Ocean on the coast of Kola Bay.

When watching the aurora, Nuonuo kept holding Lu Mingfei's hand. Her red pupils reflected the magnificent sky light, and her face was also flowing with a colorful river of light. Her head gently rested on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

She said, "Junior brother, why can't we succeed?" Lu Mingfei sighed and touched Nuonuo's hair without saying anything. Lu Mingfei has really tried hard over the years, but when he went to the medical department for a check-up, the professors unanimously agreed that Lu Mingfei's fertility was fine.

Others were also fine. Before going to bed, Nuonuo also carefully stroked his knuckles, in the suite of the old building built in 1977 on the old street of the city, holding it in the refracted light of the sparkling Posh vodka, releasing it, holding it, until the cycle was disrupted by the ethanol in the stomach.

At this time, Xia Mi took out her hand and put it in Lu Mingfei's pocket. The stuffy cold-proof down coat pocket was like a mother holding her daughter's reddened hand.

"Be nice to Senior Sister." Xia Mi's face was pressed against Lu Mingfei's back, and she arched her back like a kitten. There were fine snowdrops floating in the sky, and ice crystals fell on the girl's hair like dewdrops hanging on branches.

Lu Mingfei's heartbeat was steady and strong. When Xia Mi hugged him tightly, she felt that she was close to the blazing bonfire. It was so comfortable, so comfortable that she seemed to fall asleep.

"I know." Lu Mingfei said.

He knew what Xia Mi meant.

A few years ago, something not so good happened, and Nuonuo was injured because of it.

At that time, she was pregnant with Lu Mingfei's child, but the child did not come into this world in the end, because Lu Mingfei was being hunted by the entire secret party at that time.

Everyone thought that Lu Mingfei was a dragon king hidden in the human world, and everyone thought that it was a conspiracy of an ancient tribe. Everyone wanted to get Lu Mingfei's genes to kill him.

In order to help him pass on information, Nuonuo did not flee with him, but the news of the girl's pregnancy eventually spread.

Pregnancy, a dragon king's offspring!

No king in history has ever left his bloodline, let alone a thing born from a pure human being, which may be a mixed-blood king.

The school board was simply crazy. The execution team and the hunting team chased from Chicago to Oslo. Nono fled all the way, but in the end she still failed to save the child and miscarried.

After that, Nono's mental state has not been very good. After the crisis was resolved, Nono seemed to be paralyzed and absent-minded all day long.

At this time, Xia Mi jumped off Lu Mingfei's back and snuggled up to Lu Mingfei, her steps bouncing again.

"Did Nono go to Tomsk too?" Xia Mi's eyes curved, and the white skirt jumped like a blooming and withering flower.

"Eri and Ling are also here, and Sister Mai should be here soon." Lu Mingfei said.

When Xia Mi held his hand, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that he had also taken the girl through the freezing cold Volga River and the surging white waves of the Barents Sea.

Not long ago, also in the Arctic Circle, Lu Mingfei dragged Xia Mi into the snowdrifts on a polar night, which were higher than their waists. The sub-zero wind made the two purebred warm-tropical people's voices hoarse and their noses red.

But they didn't see the aurora that night, so Xia Mi sat on a bench and listened to the sound of the dark ocean hitting the rocks, while Lu Mingfei pressed the girl's shoulders from behind.

——Even for guys like Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi who can fly, it was already late when they went from the west of Siberia to Tomsk in the southeast.

The weather this year is really strange. Even in July, Siberia is actually snowing heavily. Lu Mingfei opened his coat and held it on his head like an umbrella, and Xia Mi hid in Lu Mingfei's arms like a little bird protected by a big bird.

There were not many guests in the hotel, so the Romanov family encountered almost no obstacles in booking the hotel. However, what really shocked the boss who was dragged out of the door was not the Romanov family's lavish spending, nor the violent tendencies of the guests, but the fact that the guests who stayed today were not elegant and well-dressed nobles, nor were they old financial tycoons, nor were they educational investors who often appeared in Tomsk, but a group of young girls who were so beautiful that they made people tremble with fear.

When Lu Mingfei broke into this small-scale hotel that was established in this university town with its privacy and elegant taste, the light and fire burning in the fireplaces on both sides of the corridor hit him in the face, and the fatigue and coldness of the long journey in Siberia were swept away in an instant.

Xia Mi jumped into the corridor, and the wind outside the door blew the wind chimes on the ceiling against each other, making a pleasant sound.

She shook her long hair in Marilyn Monroe's signature posture, and the ice chips fell all over the floor.

"Junior sister, when you do this, please think about the difference between you and Monroe." Lu Mingfei shook his shoulders to shake off the snow, and then casually hung his wet and frozen coat on the hanger.

At the end of the corridor was a half-closed sandalwood door, and a dim light came from behind the door.

Lu Mingfei stretched his body and guessed that Eri should have prepared a large table of delicious dishes, but he just hoped that there would be less vodka.

The doctor said that alcohol would also affect fertility. Although Lu Mingfei felt that with his bloodline, there was probably no strong alcohol in the world that could pose a threat to the body, sometimes such things were in the field of metaphysics that science and even Jinxue could not explain. You believe it or not.

"Lu Mingfei, what do you mean!"

Xia Mi glared at Lu Mingfei angrily. She walked behind this rude guy and covered his eyes with her hands. There seemed to be a faint anger in her dark pupils, but there was clearly a light of joy and excitement.

"I mean Monroe can't compare to you, Junior Sister. You are dozens of blocks better than that old woman in terms of appearance and personality, okay?"

"What about the figure, what about the figure!" Xia Mi gritted her teeth in anger, stretched out her hand to mess up Lu Mingfei's hair, and immediately covered this guy's eyes.

"Ahaha, Junior Sister, you have both good looks and good figures..."

"Lu! Ming! Fei!"

"Junior Sister, I was wrong..."

"Then go in like this, I want to see if you really love me that much." Xia Mi snorted, "If you love me, you should trust me. Do you believe me when I say I won't drag you against the wall?"

"I believe it." Lu Mingfei said with a solemn oath.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if something unexpected happens. Even the super weapon Tsar Bomb that can shift the Eurasian Plate can't do anything to him. How can he be hit by a mere wall and have his head broken and bleeding?

The girl's fingertips were close together, and Lu Mingfei gave up all his vigilance and handed everything over to Xia Mi.

But he didn't feel the corridor entering the room, but stepped on a spiral staircase. The light at the end of the staircase dimmed, and the air around him was filled with warm, floral fragrance.

"Junior sister, you are still talking about me. You are not obedient either. There is a girl's smell around you." Lu Mingfei sniffed and said.

"Lu Mingfei, I told you not to peek!" Xia Mi warned fiercely.

"Who said I'm here? There's nothing I can do. Hearing and smell are here..."

"Hearing and smell, are you a puppy?" Xia Mi said.

At this time, Lu Mingfei was suddenly tripped. He didn't panic. He stretched out his hand to support himself, but before his hand was completely extended, he was buried in the soft cloud.

It was not a cloud, but a huge bed.

Lu Mingfei thought, what the hell, is it possible that I, Lu Mingfei, will die like Cheng Ge today?

But when he looked up, he saw the bright and beautiful girls surrounding him like flowers.

People say that if the waist is tied, the face is like peach blossoms, which probably refers to this scene. The so-called looking around is radiant, and Lu Mingfei was instantly overwhelmed by the radiance in several pairs of beautiful eyes.

Xia Mi knelt beside him, with her head down and her eyes full of smiles.

"Brother, what a surprise." The girl said softly, biting her lip slightly, and her clothes had slipped to one side without knowing when, revealing her smooth shoulders.

Lu Mingfei's heart was pounding.

"Happy birthday, Sakura." Eri leaned close to his ear and exhaled a warm breath. (End of this chapter)