[Comprehensive] On the Perfect Fusion of Lucky E and European Emperor

"Huh? Why did Xue Nu come back suddenly?"

After Yimulian couldn't answer, Weiming also fell silent, but the movement in the courtyard not long after made him raise his eyebrows in surprise.Without much hesitation, he dodged into the courtyard as soon as he felt the Snow Girl appearing in the courtyard.

"Master Wei..." Xuenv, who had just returned to the courtyard, was startled by Wei Ming who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and hurriedly lowered her head.

"Not injured?" After carefully looking at Xue Nu, Weiming's slightly frowning brows eased a lot, "Why did you come back so soon, or did you just use the method of unsummoning?"

"I met—" As if something had suddenly choked her throat, Xue Nu's answer that she was about to say without thinking was immediately choked out.She worked hard for a while, but finally she could only shut her mouth with resentment in her eyes, "Sorry, Mr. Weiming."

Can't say it?

Weiming didn't feel unfamiliar with such a scene, after he found out that he had forgotten something, his shikigami never tried to hide it from him, but he was bound by something and couldn't say anything.

So... it still had something to do with the person he had forgotten.

The brows that had just been stretched out not long ago were frowned very slightly, understanding Xue Nu's embarrassment, Weiming did not intend to embarrass her, silently patted her on the shoulder, turned around, exchanged glances with Yimu who followed, and left up the courtyard.

Although Weiming didn’t like to go out very much after coming to New York because of the lack of fluent language communication, but after the small carving shop in his family opened in a low-key manner, Weiming would go out occasionally, just to get familiar with the surrounding environment— —So when he found that there seemed to be something wrong around him, he immediately stopped vigilantly.

"Illusion...?" Closing his eyes, the scene in front of him still seemed unusually abnormal. Weiming could only tentatively gather spiritual power in his eyes, and a ghostly flower that ordinary people couldn't see ignited in his eyes. The scene of Lan Yanyan being seen by Weiming again finally returned to normal.

But it also allowed Weiming to be sure that he had gone astray and was now parked in a deep, uninhabited alley.

The sound of the sharp punching wind could hardly keep up with the speed of the fist that suddenly appeared in front of him. Weiming raised his hand to block it, but before touching the hand, he trembled for a moment for some reason, and missed the opportunity. He was slammed so hard that he flew upside down, and then landed heavily on the ground—but Weiming himself knew that the blow from the incoming person seemed to be extremely powerful, but the extent of the real damage...was no stronger than a how much stronger ordinary people are.

With his current physical condition, this kind of strength shouldn't have sent him flying—or, in other words, the strength that could send him flying should never have caused such a minor injury.

"Hmm..." Bend his legs, from squatting to standing, Weiming straightened up unsteadily, frowning and looking at the slender figure still covered by the shadow, his first reaction was not to fight back, let alone stretch out his hand Touching the ribs hidden under the hem of his long clothes, "Who are you?"

Indra looked down at Weiming and got up little by little, differently, with his eyesight, he could see clearly even in such a dark environment, but because of this, Weiming was completely unfamiliar with him His mood was a little more complicated when he opened his eyes.

But that trace of complexity only appeared for a short moment, and then Indra sneered—he had been being watched openly and secretly these days, which obviously made him feel extremely bad: "...that punch just now is for you. That knife before. Then—"

The next moment, Indra had already dodged behind Weiming, and elbowed him who had stood up just now.

It is still the strength of ordinary people.

Weiming twitched the corners of his mouth, although he was embarrassed, he still jumped forward and put some distance away from Indra, stood up and patted the dust on his body, then turned around, looking at the person with some helplessness : "The knife before? Then what was the kidnapper for?"

"For yourself." Indra didn't continue to strike, but raised his chin at Weiming with his arms folded, "Why didn't you fight back?"

Weiming didn't answer in a hurry, but just shook his fingers slightly, stopped at the spot and carefully observed his face through the faint light on Indra who finally left the shadow after changing positions--for Weiming, it was not It's not an unfamiliar face, but it's not very familiar either...

"So it's you, genuine product." Weiming seemed to hold his breath for a long time, while laughing, he let out a deep breath and murmured, "Although I know you should be very important to me, but looking at it this way It still feels kind of weird.”

Indra keenly heard Weiming's lowered words. The word "authentic" reminded him of the boy who was quite similar to him before, and a feeling of almost panic spread quietly in his heart. The joy of meeting again ate away little by little.

Especially... when he looked into Weiming's eyes, but could only see a piece of light and clarity.

Weiming didn't know the emotional changes in Indra's heart at all, he stepped forward a few steps and approached Indra, raised his hand to caress his fair and delicate face familiarly: "Sure enough, from the first glance, you can completely Tell the absolute difference. So, can you tell me...your name?"

"I am—" Indra broke out violently, grabbed Weiming's wrist that was close to his cheek, stared fiercely at Weiming's eyes, and then pulled the corner of his mouth at him, "Indra. No matter if you really forgot or for other reasons, remember this name carefully. If you forget it again... I will use these hands to engrave it on your heart with my own hands—you will do what you say. I don’t want to try that taste.”

It was like the pain that Weiming stabbed in his heart with that knife and opened the barrier of memory.

"Indra..." Slowly chewing on the name, Weiming unexpectedly found that his somewhat empty heart suddenly filled up with just such a name, "Okay, of course I will remember, then next One question—what is our relationship? Friends? Brothers? Relatives? Or..."

Before Weiming had finished citing the nouns one by one, he heard several overlapping footsteps suddenly coming from the alley, and then three figures of two men and one woman appeared together at the alley.

"Wow, I'm sorry, it seems that we came a little... at the wrong time?" Hawkeye didn't expect that he rushed here because he was afraid of the adverse consequences of a sudden explosion like Indra, which was more dangerous than nuclear weapons, and he would see such a scene. In one scene, knowing that he was definitely not Indra's opponent, he couldn't help swallowing dryly and raised his hands to signal that he was harmless.

——God knows why two men of the same gender made him feel an atmosphere that he couldn't get in at the first sight.

It's still... embarrassing.

"Get out." Indra didn't turn his head, but narrowed his eyes dangerously.Before, he needed to use the power of one of them to view all the surveillance videos, but that didn't mean he could always endure the provocative desire for control and malice.

Elimination or control, who gave those guys the illusion that they could have these two choices?

"Don't be so irritable, Indra." Weiming keenly felt the slightest emotion of Indra, and this feeling made him a little novel.With a little force, he withdrew his hand from Indra's hand and patted the ashes on his body, trying not to look too embarrassed, then Weiming passed Indra and looked at the three people at the entrance of the alley, "They shouldn't be counted. Your friend... is that someone you know?"

"Acquaintance? It is indeed an acquaintance." Indra looked at Weiming with a half-smile, then turned and walked outside the three people, "but there is nothing to say."

Weiming shrugged and followed Indra for two steps, but suddenly stopped, tilted his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was not tall among the three: "Mr. Stark?"

"The young man is very discerning, is he also my fan?" Tony Stark raised his eyebrows at Weiming in a coquettish manner. Of course he recognized, or knew the identity of this young and handsome young man in front of him. .

A family of florists who moved from Neon.

"Fans are not counted, but living in the city of New York, it is inevitable that you will see some reports." Weiming didn't intend to force himself to tell lies to satisfy the vanity of the person in front of him, "but he actually knew Mr. Stark like this Even Indra looks extraordinary."

"You need to think about the relationship between us," Indra suddenly stopped and walked back a few steps, grabbing Weiming's hand again, "Before then, there is no need to talk nonsense, tell me Walk."

"Where are you going?" Weiming looked down at the position where he and Indra held hands, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and took a step forward with his unruly force.

"...your room."

Because of Indra's obvious unwelcome attitude, after confirming that his mood has calmed down a lot, even Tony Stark didn't plan to follow, but just stood in the alley with the Hawkeye and Black Widow who came with him. The figures of Weiming and Indra gradually disappeared.

"I said, is that kid really the one the big devil is looking for?" After the person disappeared, Hawkeye touched his chin with a look of lingering fear, "It seems that apart from his good looks, he is completely ordinary. People."

"Gentlemen, didn't you really notice that the marks on that person looked like they had just been beaten?" Less dangerous than a monster alone.

"Could it be that you want to tell us that he is also very skilled and needs to be paid close attention to?" Tony Stark curled his lips indifferently, "Don't worry about it all day long, the SHIELD's excessive desire to control will sooner or later will cause trouble."

"Of course not." Although Weiming was indeed listed as a key focus by S.H.I.E.L.D. because of Indra's relationship, it's certainly not what the Black Widow is talking about right now. It was evident that the gentleman we knew had been struck with no more than an ordinary man's force, or less."

"So..." Hawkeye gasped through his teeth.

Tony Stark blinked his caramel-colored eyes, pondered for a while and came up with a very cold joke: "This is probably the so-called...true love?"

In fact, the three who did not understand the conversation between Weiming and Indra could only make such a guess.

The author has something to say: It should be considered a very beautiful encounter~ Any surprises?

By the way, I am hesitating whether to remove the word "Qingshui" from the copy... [sigh]