"About the ID named Phoenix on the hunter website, haven't you been notified when we will meet?"
On August 13th, Chu Zihang, who had gone out to buy breakfast for everyone, came back from outside and asked.
"No."
Lu Mingfei sat in front of the computer, and while answering, the movements of his hands were also slowing down.
"Apart from the fact that I was able to contact him on the hunter website on the first day, there wasn't much movement after that. Maybe the other party has discovered that I'm fishing."
"How about I also register a hunter account and try to contact him?"
Chu Zihang came to Lu Mingfei's side and saw that although the movements in his hands were a little delayed, he was still pressing down on the opponent.
"That's no need." Lu Mingfei shook his head, "Actually, we no longer need to pay attention to the person with the ID name Phoenix on the Hunter website. Principal Ange has sent a special person to investigate. His name is Bai Shanglu. I should have told you."
"Is he the second person in this era to survive using Dragon Broken Platform?"
Chu Zihang recalled the information Lu Mingfei gave him before.
According to Lu Mingfei, the other person was a relatively gentle doctor, and the reason for using the dragon-breaking platform was just to save his wife.
Although Chu Zihang felt very disconnected from the living impressions in Broken Dragon Platform, he still believed in the person chosen by Principal Ange.
"By the way, junior brother, there is one more thing." Chu Zihang took out the buns from the bag and placed them on the table.
"After the arrangement of Cassel College, the elite members of the Lionheart Club and the Student Union will arrive at noon today. When the time comes, we will go together to greet them."
"Did you arrive today?" Lu Mingfei reached for a bun and muttered, "What a coincidence."
As he spoke, the person on the other side's screen typed GG.
The last scene on the screen was a scene of twelve human cruisers firing focused Yamato cannons, turning the opponent's nest into a pool of blood.
After losing the fourth game today, Lord Wa angrily typed in the chat channel: "One more game!"
Ignoring the leader of the Central Chinese Mixed Family Alliance whose gaming power was only comparable to that of Old Tang, Lu Mingfei closed the computer.
The afternoon sun shines on the stone road of Liulichang Street. A human-powered three-wheeler is running happily. On both sides are retro blue brick buildings. In front of each door is a Baocui Hall, a black background like Chongwen Mansion. Golden sign.
Three rounds of human power passed the large carved and painted archway of the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Society, and stopped in front of a Yangchang alley.
Caesar, who was holding up his inch-wide white sleeves and wearing casual pants, got out of the car calmly.
He just stood there, and several shop owners started to get excited. In their eyes, this kind of foreign fool was the best to fool.
But Caesar ignored them. He just slapped a white paper folding fan and entered the deep alley not far away.
There is a small shop in the alley with the signboard "Fenglongtang" and a blue cotton curtain hanging at the door.
After ringing the bell on the door, Caesar stepped into the store, but it was empty and no one was seen.
There are large and small wooden boxes in the room, with all kinds of old things placed on them. It looks no different from the antique shops outside.
After Caesar walked around inside, the boss carrying lunch came in from the door.
"Are you Lin Fenglong?" Caesar looked at the boss in front of him.
To his surprise, the boss named Lin was not the Chinese he imagined, but an authentic European.
With his gray hair, iron-grey eyes, and his weather-beaten face, the handsomeness of his youth can still be seen, and he is an Aryan at first glance.
"I can tell you are surprised, Mr. Caesar Gattuso."
Lin Fenglong smiled and put his lunch on the table, then walked to the tea table and quickly made Caesar a cup of tea.
"Anyone who knows that the owner of a store that has been operating here for decades is actually a German would be surprised."
Caesar took the tea, sat on the stool and took a sip.
"My parents were Germans who were stranded in China during World War II. Unfortunately, they both died, so I was raised by a couple from Henan, China."
Lin Fenglong explained why he appeared here like this.
"These are not important, what is important is the information about the Dragon King." Caesar directly expressed his needs, "Don't refuse, I can increase the amount."
"As expected of the Gattuso family, what they say is heroic."
Lin Fenglong turned around and put his fingers into the cracks of the blue brick wall, pulled out a brick with his hand, and took out a blue cloth bag from inside.
Inside is a handwritten booklet with yellowing paper and the four large characters Tianbiandichai on the cover.
"This is an ancient book from the Ming Dynasty. It records the incident that caused the Wanggong Factory explosion in the Rhineland. It is also the most abundant information in folk literature.
It said that a strange phenomenon occurred one month before the big explosion, in which a group of ghost-carriage birds gathered on the observatory, and their screams were like wailing.
Moreover, this book has more content than the handed down Tianbian Dichao. It has more content on Kanyuology and records in detail how to find dragon veins in the capital. "
Lin Fenglong tried his best to introduce his good stuff.
"The price is three hundred thousand dollars, and an old map from the Ming Dynasty will be given as a gift."
"Deal!" Caesar readily agreed, then he took out a card from his pocket, "Come and swipe the card!"
"I also have a compass here. It's an ancient artifact. It may be of some use. It costs two hundred thousand dollars!"
Seeing how generous Caesar was, Lin Fenglong pulled out a copper plate from under the cabinet.
It is engraved with the heavenly stems and earthly branches and the sixty-four hexagrams of Fuxi. In the middle is a magnetic needle with the head of a human and the body of a snake. It is usually the standard equipment used by Feng Shui masters to tell the time and detect the earth's veins.
A Feng Shui master without it is like a swordsman without his sword.
Not long after, Caesar turned over the sky with one hand and walked out with the compass in the other.
Walking out of the dark alley, the owners of the surrounding antique shops all looked sideways. They all expressed their grief and regret as to why it was not they who deceived this foreigner, but the bad old man inside.
After Caesar left, Lin Fenglong's smile suddenly disappeared.
"Is this the heir chosen by the Gattuso family?
It doesn't look as special as the Gattuso family said.
But it's really the Gattuso family's style to help me hide my traces in exchange for information about dragons. I can't stay in this antique shop any longer. "
After finishing his last lunch here, Lin Fenglong roughly packed up the collection that he was satisfied with and planned to leave.
Just when he was about to step out of the cotton-curtained door, a chill suddenly appeared in the entire antique shop.
"Who is it?" Lin Fenglong asked warily.
"Lin Fenglong, or Mr. Friedrich von Long, have you forgotten our agreement on the hunter website?
He clearly promised that he would definitely find time to trade dragon information with me.
Or is it that your trading partner is only Caesar Gattuso, and the other people attracted to you are just running around? "
The cotton curtain was opened, and a man wearing a white coat and a gentle face walked in.
After he entered, he looked around:
"Have you been hiding here all these years?"
As he spoke, two more women walked out from behind him. Both of them were wearing navy blue uniform skirts and pure white high-heeled shoes. Their long black hair was tied into a ponytail, and they looked very beautiful.
But what is surprising is that the two look exactly the same, just like twins.
The three people who came were none other than Bai Shanglu and the two sisters Shao Nanqin and Shao Nanyin. They came to investigate the Xia Zhi mourning incident.
"What do you mean? Why can't I understand you?" Lin Fenglong asked with narrowed eyes.
"Friedrich von Long, a former member of the Secret Party, one of the founders of the original Lionheart Society, a partner of Meneke Cassel and Hilbert Jean Angers."
Bai Shanglu took out a photo from his pocket.
In the photo, eight people were holding each other's shoulders and laughing and joking in front of the Munich University gate.
Summer vines hang down on their heads. The ghost wears a white sun hat and smokes a cigar. Meineke pulls Lu Shanyan's braid, the chief and the tiger hold two shotguns, and Angers stands side by side with a man. In the corner.
Standing in the corner with Angers was a handsome young man, wearing a straight white hunting suit and a pair of eyebrows flying like swords.
If you look carefully, you can see that he has a lot of similarities with the old man in front of him.
"Principal Ange told me that the coffin containing Li Wuyue was the cause of the Xia Mourning Incident.
And Mr. Meineke is not that careless. He saw the signature of Friedrich von Long, that is, you on the box.
The contents of the coffin were confirmed using the special mark stamped by the secret party.
But you, who were originally going to return to Kassel Manor with the goods, suddenly changed your itinerary and went to the old site of Tongwan City for inspection.
What could be more important than the dragon bones in the coffin? "
In Bai Shanglu's narration, the old man in front of him is obviously the source of Xia's mourning.
"Lin Fenglong, you betrayed the secret party and your own partners. Principal Ange is looking for you all over the world!" Bai Shanglu stepped forward step by step.
"Did Angers send you here?" Lin Fenglong said the name Angers, his eyes filled with memories.
"Originally, I thought that I would spend my later years in hiding, and then apologize to Meineke and the others after my death, but I didn't expect that I would be found after all."
"Since we have been found, will you come with me?" Bai Shanglu asked with raised eyebrows.
"Although I miss my old life very much, I'm sorry that I am not mentally prepared to meet Angers at the moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bag in Lin Fenglong's hand fell to the ground.
At the same time, he lightly stepped his foot on the ground, jumped up high, and jumped to the small paper window in the house in a way that was not like an old man at all.
He actually wanted to get right out of the window that was fifty centimeters wide or narrow.
But before he could touch the papered window, an incident caused him to quickly adjust his posture and return to the ground.
Ice edges, the windows of the room were filled with biting ice edges. These ice edges sealed all the exits in the room except the door.
The person who controls these ices is Bai Shanglu.
He stood on the edge of the house, put his hands on the wall, and let out a breath of white air.
At this time, Bai Shanglu's shoulders and right arm were covered with ice crystals, and the ice spread along his arms throughout the house.
"Now is not the time for you to leave."
Seeing this, Lin Fenglong also stopped thinking about escaping. He looked at Bai Shanglu in front of him and the two girls behind him, and said coldly:
"In addition to being an old man, I am also a first-generation member of the Lion Heart Club. Even though I am an old man over a hundred years old, my health is no worse than when I was young with deliberate maintenance."
As he spoke, the dragon's blood was boiling. Lin Fenglong had already opened his golden pupils. Those pupils were bright and intense, looking as ardent as Chu Zihang before the Nibelung plan.
There is no doubt that although it has not reached S-level, Lin Fenglong's bloodline has far exceeded A-level.
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"It's almost time."
In Nibelungen, next to Fenrir and the Little Goddess, Lu Mingfei glanced at the time on his phone.
At 1:30 noon today, after picking up Lucia and the other B-class members of the Lion Heart Club, Lu Mingfei left the hotel and came here.
"Do I need to do anything?"
Su Xiaoqiang, who was throwing potato chips into Fenrir's mouth, turned around and asked.
The little goddess has been staying here in the past few days, playing similar little games with Fenrir all day long.
Su Xiaoqiang was originally very scared, but after discovering that Fenrir was actually more like an immature child, and adding a sister who had always been big-hearted, she quickly fell for it.
After playing with him for a few days, Su Xiaoqiang actually felt the pleasure of playing with a cat. It felt like playing with Xia Mi, except that one of them was a little girl and the other had the appearance of an ancient dragon.
"It's enough for you to accompany Fenrir now. I'll put something on your body later."
Lu Mingfei waved his hand, saying that he didn't need the little goddess to do anything.
Then he sent a message to Xia Mi, who was currently at Wangfujing Subway Station.
This was the source of the Nibelungs, but soon it was no longer.
After arranging the last node and receiving Lu Mingfei's message, Xia Mi slashed his wrist, and sticky blood dripped into the tree-shaped matrix in front of him.
Her blood was heavier than raw cyan water, and soon, the tree-shaped matrix was gradually dyed with a dark red color, and the blood-colored light faded regularly, like the frequency of heartbeats.
As a master of the Nibelung direction, Chami showed off his achievements without hesitation.
The next moment, the matrices at all stations in the capital, including Yongfeng Station, Shimen Station, Xizhimen, Andingmen, etc., began to flash red.
Countless nodes began to connect, and dense dark red lines instantly spread throughout the entire underground of the capital.
"Did I get dazzled just now?"
All the ordinary people standing outside the buildings in the capital were blushing.
But just a moment later, the red light disappeared.
"Hiss~"
In the hotel room, Fingel, who was playing games, suddenly felt a pain and felt as if his arm was being burned by fire.
He opened his sleeves and found that there was a dark red tree-shaped mark on his arm.
"Did you feel it too?" Chu Zihang opened his sleeve, and there was the same mark inside.
At the same time, all mixed-blood species in the capital with a certain level of dragon blood, and even pure-blood dragons, all had such marks on their arms.
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