The light of nothingness of the dragon family

"You, you..." Lu Mingfei jumped up suddenly, "You are a mixed race!"

There was only a moment of loss of control, and the golden color faded quickly, as fast as his illusion.

But she didn't deny it: "Yes, don't you too? It's your credit that my injury healed so quickly. Although I don't know how you did it, it's a very powerful ability..."

Lu Mingfei couldn't say anything to refute. In fact, he really wanted to say that he was just a poor human being who strayed into the dragon's lair, but he couldn't say such bad things in front of Wu.

The ethereal aura on the girl made her frightened and abrupt.Like not having the heart to disturb the quiet blooming of a white tan under the moon.

"Can you help me? Help me find her. I want to know...what happened that night?"

Even if he felt that he couldn't help much, even if he didn't want to get involved in such a bloody thing... But facing the stubborn expression on Wu's face at that moment, he answered one word in a strange way: "Okay."

A shallow and proud sneer came out from the void, giving Lu Mingfei the illusion of falling into a trap.

Just now...was that little devil?

Or, is he overthinking...?Putting aside his doubts, Lu Mingfei pressed his forehead, no matter what, he had already agreed.

The uneasiness that expanded in circles was suppressed in the bottom of my heart.

In the pure white fortress, Lu Mingfei watched the girl smile encouragingly and comfortingly. Above their heads, a plane whizzed past the sky, and the wind was surging.

Where this plane came from, another plane is about to take off.

— is about to fly to where they are.

USA, Chicago, airport.

Chu Zihang sat on the sofa chair of the business jet, flipping through the mission information with an extremely indifferent expression, and occasionally looked up from the window to see the complicated things under the wing.

He must be cold.

Because once he showed a slightly gentle expression, the women around him would immediately hit him with a stick and ask him various questions with a bright smile.

It's not that he dislikes this woman, it's just that as a person with amnesia, she has a lot of energy and enthusiasm that doesn't fit her identity.

However, she seemed to have been quiet for a long time.

Chu Zihang looked sideways at the people around him. The girl's black hair hung down like a waterfall, reflecting the plain white face.Just a side face is already breathtakingly beautiful.

The beautiful outline outlined by the light is spotless, like the aura soaked in the moonlight.But Chu Zihang knew that once this smiling face burst into smiles, there would be thousands of charms dyed on the brows, a fusion of purity and temptation, captivating the soul.

But to him, she was definitely a problem.

It is really dangerous to take a girl who has forgotten that she has forgotten the spirit of speech.What's more, it can't be like the mission with Lu Mingfei last time. The principal specially explained that she must be brought with him during the mission.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Chu Zihang was about to call her when he saw the girl holding her slender fingers in front of her eyes, her eyes scanning her skin inch by inch, and murmured: "This is 'me'?"

"It's you," Chu Zihang said in a deep voice. Was she still afraid of losing her memory?Then he needs to help her be firm and firm in who she is, "You are the last member of the Yue family, Yuehua."

"No," the girl suddenly raised her head to look at him, and her eyes were as bright as glazed veils that he couldn't see through, "My name is Ayu, I vaguely remember it, maybe it's a nickname."

Nodding, he looked at her and thought about whether to continue talking to her. Although he didn't want to chat, he would not refuse or embarrass others.

Unexpectedly, Yuehua turned around and did not talk to him as usual.

The girl's confused eyes were out of focus, and her weak voice was so soft that he couldn't understand the words clearly: "Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei, Kaiser, Fingel, Angers... So, this is the world of "Dragon Race" ?"

There was a loud buzzing, and the plane took off.

Carrying two mixed races, a soul from another world.

Under the wings, the clouds rolled.

——The wind is surging.

early morning.

The cool breeze is blowing, so fresh that it wants to take away all the dust in the air.

Lu Mingfei opened the window with both hands, leaned his head out of the window and took a deep breath. The emerald green leaves swirled across his cheeks, cooling his skin a little.

He didn't sleep well all night, and he didn't think of how to help Wu.

Looking for the boss?Looking for a brother?Looking for the principal?Looking for a college?After much deliberation, he is also expected to seek help from others, but it is obvious that Wu does not want other people to participate.

At a time like this, what good does he have as a good-for-nothing?

The phone on the table rang suddenly, Lu Mingfei was taken aback, and turned around to pick up the iPhone, who would send him a text message?

"The college has a mission. This time I am the commissioner and you are the assistant. The mission is very complicated. Come to Room 503 of the Regent Hotel. Just in case, please bring your □□23 charge□□□□□□□□□□□ sail."

Seeing the last sentence, Lu Mingfei trembled.Although he carried the weapon with him, it never occurred to him that he might use it.

The □□23 charge □□, the added □□ tube was replaced by titanium alloy casting, the effective range increased to 120 meters, and it can use 9mm caliber Friga bullets or live ammunition.Such a thing, if it is used, what a dangerous task, not to mention that even the senior brother will let him carry a weapon, so he can't handle it? ? !

But he really thought too much, Chu Zihang just wanted him to be responsible for protecting Yuehua...

Lu Mingfei grabbed the charge gun hidden in his bag, got up and went out, his brother sent a text message, and he had no room to refuse.

Maybe, you can ask about Wu, after all, the Kassel College will always know something about the downfall of such a big family.

He slammed the door casually, the wind blowing up his hair, caressing his face, a little itchy.

The light is soft, silent and bright.

It's a beautiful morning light.