Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

The person present who has the most say in the alchemy matrix is ​​Shio Miyamoto.

It observes the entire process from a distance.

Miyamoto Shixiong can confirm that there is no problem with Lu Mingfei's operation.

After waiting for a while, everyone gathered again to rule out the possibility of delayed effect of the matrix.

They stared at the matrix.

"I come."

Shio Miyamoto said.

He will use his blood to carve it with his own hands.

No one dissuaded me, after all, this was not a filming location for a romantic drama.

Lu Mingfei just asked.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Um."

Shio Miyamoto said.

"I am a descendant of the White King."

This reason is very convincing.

Lu Mingfei thought for a while.

"Can."

"But I have to be there."

So the second alchemical matrix experiment began.

This time the person responsible for portraying the alchemical matrix was changed from Lu Mingfei to Miyamoto Shizuo.

He is less professional than Lu Ming.

A magic knife that you carry with you.

Combined with his blood and a small amount of potion that stimulates the spirituality of dragon blood.

As the head of the Yanliu Research Institute, he conducts research in both science and alchemy. Miyamoto Shio's alchemy level is considered to be a prodigy.

The alchemical matrix depicts Chen Gong.

Everyone waited with bated breath.

The result was the same as Lu Mingfei.

Failed again.

The blood of the descendants of the White King is also useless?

Fingel scratched his hair.

"What are you doing?"

"Is this an alchemical matrix?"

Fingel was still there scratching his hair.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong.

Fingel turned his head and saw the others staring directly at him.

"What...what happened?"

Fingel period Ai Ai.

He felt like a little middle school girl who met a bully on the road, huddled in a corner, weak, pitiful and helpless.

"What did you say?"

Miyamoto Shio asked eagerly.

Fingel blinked his innocent eyes, looking innocent.

"Not the alchemical matrix."

It was Lu Mingfei who spoke.

Looking at Fingel's current situation, it would just be a waste of time to keep talking about it. Lu Mingfei doesn't have that temperament for the time being.

"So……"

Caesar rubbed his chin in thought.

Nuonuo turned her head and looked at her boyfriend with a half-smile.

"Our young master Gattuso seems to know something."

Caesar smiled impeccably.

As for the meaning of this smile, it’s up to the beholder and the wise.

Zero said nothing.

Miyamoto Shio pondered.

"The alchemical matrix in our impression. All have effects."

"But the alchemy of dragons is definitely superior to ours."

"The gods have dragons."

"I don't know how much dragon heritage they have in their hands."

"Perhaps they have a different view of the Dark Gold Matrix."

"No."

Miyamoto Shio shook his head.

"It's not maybe, it's definitely."

"Also, don't forget."

Nono said.

"This thing."

Nuonuo pointed to the alchemy matrix discovered by Lu Mingfei.

"It suddenly appeared down there."

"God is unaware of it."

"It's okay if the old monk didn't notice it."

"But my profile didn't turn up any trace either."

"That's interesting, isn't it?"

"What we know now is that no one has been to the place where the remains are hidden."

"But there is indeed something abnormal in the place where the remains are hidden."

Lu Mingfei looked around at everyone present.

His eyes especially lingered on Fingal.

Move away after making sure the guy doesn't have anything to say.

"I want to know where the young girl and the gods are."

"Just unlock this lock."

"Now, all we are missing is a key."

"Maybe someone knows where this key is."

Lu Mingfei changed the topic.

"Can you hear me, Norma?"

"It's a pleasure to serve you, Mr. S-class."

Campus secretary Norma's voice sounded.

This is good.

Lu Mingfei nodded with satisfaction.

Before, he went to the crater, flew down, and tried to call Norma, but all failed.

At that time, Lu Mingfei speculated that it might be caused by the special environment of the crater, such as excessive fire element.

Of course, this is just a layman's guess by Lu Mingfei. There are two opinions on how reliable it is.

Anyway, it's nice to be back up there and reconnect with Norma.

"I'm glad to hear your voice, too."

Lu Mingfei said.

Norma's gentle smile seemed to come from the other side of the earphone.

"Where is our vice principal?"

"They are on their way to Takamagahara Cowherd's shop, about ten minutes left."

"Contact the vice principal for me and tell me we need his help."

"As you wish, S-class."

On a bright luxury car.

"I mean old man."

Angers was sitting in the passenger seat, smoking a cigar.

"You are tired from running all the way. Why don't you give me the steering wheel?"

"For a job like driving, how about letting me, a rough guy, do it?"

The vice-chancellor had only one response.

He raised his middle finger viciously.

"Don't even think about it."

"Tell you!"

"Don't even think about it, Angers!"

The vice-principal breathed something sweet, turned on the turn signal and turned, consciously reducing his speed. This series of actions were even more standard than a rookie driver who had just obtained his driver's license.

Angers shrugged boredly.

"Oh my God, old man."

"See that cute snail?"

"You're simply slower than him."

"I have to say, this is really a miracle."

The vice-principal held the steering wheel with both hands and twisted his hips, concentrating as if he was flying a plane.

"Don't interrupt my driving, you bastard."

Angers looked out the window as a car passed him and drove away.

"You're getting old too, man."

"Everyone ages."

The vice principal pouted.

"Do you think everyone is like you, madman?"

"Thank you for the compliment."

As soon as the car radio stopped, the vice principal took a look.

"Weird, is this broken?"

The vice principal knocked hard twice.

A girl's voice sounded.

"Sorry to bother you two."

The vice-principal was startled and then reacted.

''Oh, it's little Norma.

Hello, Mr. Vice Principal. ""

"anything?"

"It's Lu Mingfei, he's looking for you."

"Mingfei is looking for me..."

The vice-principal muttered.

He was very confused, and his head was full of questions. What did Xiao Mingfei want to do with him?

"S-level said that I need your help with something."

"About the Alchemical Matrix."

"Oh, alchemy."

The vice principal smiled happily.

"I'm good at this. Where is he? Little Norma, you plan a route and I'll drive there."

"No need, someone will pick you up."

A helicopter rumbled over.

The vice principal blinked, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes.

Just kidding!

This is the city center.

Flying a helicopter downtown?

The world is crazy.

Angers smiled brightly.

"It seems our S-class needs you very much, old man."

The surrounding vehicles slowed down one after another, and some people stuck their heads out of the car windows and looked at the sky in shock.

It's not like they haven't seen helicopters before.

But seeing it here, it’s a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

Filming a show?

Or say something else...

Many people think of the unusual events that have occurred frequently recently.

I always feel like a storm is about to come.

And our protagonist, Mr. Vice Principal.

"Little Norma, can you ask the helicopter to go farther away?"

"It affects traffic too much."

The vice-chancellor was as indignant as if he were a legitimate citizen.

""I'm still driving.

For a moment, the car radio was quiet. The vice principal even thought that Norma was offline, so he shouted at the radio several times.

"Don't give our Miss Norma any trouble, old man."

Angers laughed heartily, chewed on a cigar as thick as a radish, and picked up the vice principal.

"Norma, let the helicopter find a suitable position."

"We'll go over there."

Angers smiled and put his hands on the steering wheel while pressing the accelerator.

The vice principal's eyes widened and he screamed in disbelief.

Norma said with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Principal."

When the vice-principal was carried into the cabin by Angers, someone was already waiting here.

Yuan Zhisheng said hello to Angers and the vice-principal who was lying on the chair.

"Ah, you are childish."

The vice-chancellor was enthusiastic.

"I heard that you are now the head of the eight Sheqi families."

"very good."

"Promising."

Yuan Zhisheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect the vice-principal to still remember him. Shouldn't the night watchman of Kassel in front of him only focus on Playboy and Victoria's Secret supermodels?

The vice principal winked at Yuan Zhisheng.

He rubbed his hands together.

"Hey, I heard that your Sheqi family is in charge of the customs industry in Japan."

"There is such a thing."

"Don't try to hide it from me."

The vice principal said with a smile.

"look."

"At least it's a teacher-student affair."

"How about granting my little wish, Vice Principal?"

"Don't worry, it won't be too much."

He gestured with his fingers.

"a little."

"I promise, it's just a little too much."

Yuan Zhisheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good, this is what a vice principal should look like. I can be sure that no one is pretending to be.

"How about it, can you do it? Just one sentence!"

The vice principal is as impassioned as a casino croupier.

Yuan Zhisheng's answer was equally clean and crisp.

"no."

Vice-Chancellor:……

Before this guy rushed to hug Yuan Zhisheng's thigh, losing his old face and trampling Cassell's face to pieces, Angers took action in time, held down the vice principal, and allowed this guy to flutter his limbs randomly.

Yuan Zhisheng looked away from the vice principal.

"Hahaha, don't worry."

“The vice-chancellor’s style is as good as ever, which is gratifying.”

Angers crossed his legs and nodded.

"As expected of a parent, he just knows how to talk."

The helicopter did not fly directly to the place where the remains were hidden. They circled around and stopped at the ruins of Takamagahara.

The vice-principal pressed himself against the glass window and looked down.

"This is all done by the dragon."

He sighed and looked at Angers.

"Say, how does it feel to fight a dragon?"

Angers thought for a moment and answered with a smile.

""not enough. ""

With that said, he stood up.

"Bon Voyage."

Angers waved his hand.

Yuan Zhisheng said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Principal, please take care of Eri."

Angers said nothing and just waved his hands.

Watching Angers jump from the helicopter, he didn't even bring an umbrella.

"What a lunatic."

The vice principal pouted.

He saw Yuan Zhisheng looking at Angers back, so he waved his hand indifferently.

"Stop looking."

"That's Angers."

"Although he is a lunatic, you have to admit that he is very strong, right?"

"He will not die until all the dragons in this world are killed."

Yuan Zhisheng looked away when he saw Ange landing safely.

"You are probably the person who knows the principal best in the world."

"Having a friend like you."

"What a pleasure."

"Hahaha."

The vice principal laughed for a while.

"What did you say, friend?"

"No no no."

"That fellow in Angers has no friends."

"I'm just his collaborator, that's all."

The helicopter landed near where the remains were hidden.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't mind jumping down like Angers.

But there is also a vice-principal next to him.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Do you want to kill me! Xiaoyuan!"

"I'm an old man!"

Under the protest of the vice-principal at the top of his lungs, the helicopter landed.

The vice-principal leaned on the glass and looked out.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

The vice principal was very excited.

"Is this Sakura Girl!"

"It's so beautiful."

The vice-principal waved enthusiastically to the surrounding girls.

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan."

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment before he realized that the vice-principal was calling him.

"Xiaoyuan?"

"What's wrong?"

"Vice principal, this is..."

"Oh, it's a custom in the Far East to add a small number in front of the last name to express intimacy."

The vice-principal was proud.

"I've gained a lot of knowledge about the Far East recently. It's amazing."

"Very strong."

The vice principal paused and looked carefully at Yuan Zhisheng's calm face.

"Let me tell you, there is a student from the Far East in Kassel now named Chu Zihang. You should really get to know him. I think you will definitely have fun with him."

"Chu Jun.,"

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"I heard that he is a very outstanding junior."

"I'm looking forward to meeting Mr. Chu."

"We'll talk about this later."

The vice principal pressed against the glass with excitement again.

"Look, look."

He pointed outside.

"Xiaoyuan, tell me, are these girls here specially to welcome me?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the girls gathered around.

"I think they are tourists."

When they saw another helicopter flying over, the girls were shocked. Could it be that there are still handsome guys of the same level just now?

The faces of Lu Mingfei and Zero flashed before his eyes.

So pretty.

Even if you can't speak, just take one more look and treat it as eye candy.

With this mentality, they welcomed the helicopter.

The first person to come down was Yuan Zhisheng.

Sure enough.

Yuan's childlike handsomeness cannot even be compared with that of the most popular movie stars in recent times.

The girls are excited.

They look forward to the people behind them.

I wonder who else is on the plane...

Then they saw the vice principal.

What a caricature of a figure that is.

The so-called potatoes are nothing more than that.

The girls are going blind.

The vice principal didn't seem to notice anything.

He waved enthusiastically to himself.

It's like this is the red carpet at the Oscars.

etc.

This temperament... looks so familiar.

Was there such a person on the last plane?

Could they be father and son?

"Sir, please come with me."

People from the eight Sheqi families bowed to Yuan Zhisheng and led the way.

They come to the temple.

This time I was greeted at the door by a young novice monk.

The little novice monk looked at Yuan Zhisheng curiously.

Eyes like black gems are exceptionally bright.

"Master is inside, please."

When the vice-principal stepped into the temple, his playful expression changed.

He frowned slightly.

The temple is very quiet, and compared to the feasting and feasting outside, it is like two different worlds.

"Are you Amaterasu?"

Yuan Zhisheng lowered his head and looked at the little novice monk.

It was the young novice who was asking him just now.

"Well, I am."

The little novice became happy.

It was pure joy.

"You're finally here."

"We've been waiting a long time."