It's spring again, Lu Mingfei is eighteen years old this year, and his senior year of high school is about to end in less than three months.

Lu Mingfei is a very lazy person. He studied at the local private aristocratic middle school, Shilan Middle School.

The so-called tuition fees are high, luxury cars are like running water, beautiful women are like flowing clouds, and teachers are dignified, I am talking about Shilan.

As graduation approached, everyone who met him said the world was ending and you should be more motivated to fight.

But the greater the pressure, the lazier Lu Mingfei becomes. Apart from his favorite game of StarCraft, the most common thing he does is lie in bed in a daze.

Such a decadent life should have been the norm in his life, if he had not followed the established trajectory and entered the world-famous Dragon Slaying Academy.

Holding a receipt, Lu Mingfei could not believe that he had actually been admitted to that seemingly famous university.

The uncle was still playing with the pure black mobile phone that was sent with the envelope for the first time, an N96 mobile phone.

It is said that parallel imports are sold for more than 4,000 yuan, which is a luxury item that my uncle asked for but could not get.

The uncle who pays attention to taste is controlled by the aunt who is like a city woman. If the mobile phone exceeds the communication function, it will never be bought by the uncle.

Because it is my aunt who holds the financial power, once my uncle has any unrealistic ideas, she will frown and say loudly: "No!"

When they heard that Lu Mingfei had been admitted, both his uncle and aunt showed doubts without exception. They were obviously aware of their nephew's virtue, but after seeing this expensive N96, the aunt didn't know, but the uncle believed it anyway.

"Let's go, let's go meet this ancient... professor." Because he couldn't remember Guderian, his uncle could only switch from luxury to frugality and said concisely.

He straightened his tie and prepared to go to the Regent Hotel, the largest hotel in the city, to check out and see if Kassel was a pheasant university. It was so famous that it was for the sake of his nephew's future.

In the VIP restaurant bar in the administrative area on the ninth floor, Lu Mingfei and his family came out in full force and sat in exclusive booths.

The uncle, wearing a neat suit and a swollen belly, taught Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze to follow the rules when entering and leaving high-end clubs, and not to look around casually.

My aunt was very impressed and said that a high-end hotel is a high-end hotel.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, black tea or green tea?" The well-dressed waiter came to the table with a dinner plate and bowed to the embarrassed Lu Mingfei who was sandwiched between his uncle and aunt.

"What are the prices?" The uncle pretended to be a frequent visitor to high-end clubs.

"Tea is free for guests in the presidential guest room. Professor Guderian booked the presidential suite."

"American schools are really rich!" My aunt was immediately in awe of Kassel College.

"Ding!" The direct elevator door opened, and a burly old man with gray hair swayed toward the table by the window like a shooting star.

Behind him are two familiar people, the talented Ye Sheng and Shude Aki.

In addition, there were two other people, with long dark red hair and brown windbreakers, who looked like Nono transformed into a fashionable girl.

There is also a young man with long snow-colored hair. He has a delicate face, an extraordinary temperament, and a straight back like a white dragon lurking out of the abyss.

Wearing a moon-white Hanfu, the left sleeve is decorated with bamboo and sparrow, the right sleeve is decorated with a blooming thirteen-petal chrysanthemum, and the chest is decorated with complex patterns of gentian.

Of course, with Lu Mingfei's taste, it was impossible to know that it was gentian. Recognizing chrysanthemums was already the limit. He only felt that the contact lenses the man wore were really good. The clear golden color was like a mirror reflecting the light of fire.

So gorgeous.

"Hello! Lu Mingfei!"

Professor Guderian came up and took Lu Mingfei's hand, pulling him back from staring at the snow-haired boy. Seeing that he could look directly into those "never-extinguishing" golden eyes without being affected,

He suddenly became more excited, and his lips were grinning widely.

"Hello...Guderian...Professor?" Xiaolu couldn't resist the overflowing enthusiasm, and suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Hello, Professor Gu, I am Lu Mingfei's uncle." The uncle stepped in between the two people as the atmosphere became increasingly heated.

Seeing them chatting enthusiastically, Zhaoyue didn't interrupt much. He just sat on the edge of the booth next to Ye Sheng, holding a sterling silver fork and casually dividing the salmon rolls on the plate.

Until Guderian took out the letter that was apparently written by Lu Mingfei's mother, Giovanni, he didn't say a word. He just stared silently at the half-open window, where no one could be seen.

Yes, there was a boy wearing an exquisite evening dress who was looking at him with interest.

They looked at each other silently, like two old friends crawling out of the grave after centuries.

"I didn't expect you to really succeed," the boy said with a smile. His hair was slightly curled and the corners of his clothes were neatly ironed.

"If you came here to congratulate me, it's too late." He swallowed the salmon roll down his throat and picked up a glass of orange juice, as if he was an old gourmet who is exquisite in gourmet food.

"Haha, I'm here to ask, dear ally, is our oath still valid?" He was clearly speaking in embarrassment, but the devil always had a smile on his face.

"..." Zhao Yue raised her pale golden eyes to look at him, nodded and said.

"I will help you, but not without limit. I am not a profit-seeking devil, nor am I a kind-hearted philanthropist."

Hearing the irony in his tone, Lu Mingze was not angry. He clapped his hands excitedly.

"You know me, and the devil doesn't have the spirit of contract. Didn't I deliver the ancient dragon embryo I promised you?"

"What's the matter?" Zhaoyue glanced at him lazily, then focused on the food on the table.

It is undeniable that for him to ascend to the throne of God, the Black Snake's ancient dragon embryo is indeed indispensable.

However, Lu Mingze was originally unable to successfully leave with the Black Snake's embryo under the double-teaming of Cassel behind Bondarev. He was trapped in the cage of Black Swan Port and was unable to escape, unable to exert all his supernatural powers.

Give out even a cent.

In the final analysis, he has inherited Lu Mingze's love.

"How about taking care of my stupid brother for me?" He pointed at Lu Mingfei, who was embarrassed to deal with the over-enthusiastic Guderian.

"That's what made me come across the ocean to talk about this?"

"Of course I still have information to tell," he said with a smile, squinting his eyes, and his brows gradually became serious, and his face was covered with thick frost.

"The hunt for kings has begun."

Zhaoyue noticed that he had been holding a white flower in his hand, looking like someone attending a funeral.

"I am different from the disabled ones," he looked at Lu Mingze seriously, "I am also different from you."

"Who knows?"

"Destiny is a very wild thing. No matter whether you are willing or not, you will eventually embark on that path that must be fought for. I just hope that you will not fall to the wisdom of mortals."

Zhaoyue was noncommittal and took a sip of juice slowly and methodically.

Despite the wisdom of a mortal, he has never regarded himself as a god, neither before he became the White Emperor nor after he achieved the throne.

Lu Mingze disappeared silently, and the surrounding restaurant and bar, which had been completely silent while they were talking, returned to sound, light and shadow.

The chirping of birds, animals, insects, and the noise of people filled my ears again. Lu Mingfei's family was just a small person now, but they had a sense of life that they had lost for a long time.

He wandered in it, feeling slightly relaxed.

As expected, he contacted Principal Angers, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, to attend the interview. He wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, then stood up and left.

The early morning light shone from the window, and the light and shadow divided the space in the restaurant and bar. Zhaoyue slowly stepped into the narrow elevator, and her figure disappeared as the door closed.

No one noticed him leaving, not even the most alert Nono, except one person.

The poor kid watched him walk into the elevator. When the door closed, their eyes met in the air. Zhaoyue smiled at the right time. For the first time, Lu Mingfei felt that excessively shining light could not only burn people.

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