Chapter 135 Getting Along

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows. Is this the so-called "love" trust between men and women?

After undergoing nineteen surgeries to transform into an Astartes, Lu Mingfei's need for relationships between men and women and reproductive behavior has become quite inert.

With all his body and mind, he could only uphold the will of the Emperor and Saint Leth, and protect humanity in this dark galaxy.

So even once after purifying the Necron, when he had to clean and disinfect with several battle sisters due to lack of holy water, Lu Mingfei just lamented that the people on this planet were protected by battle sisters. The Emperor's radiance still shines here and stuff like that;

He was completely unaware of the astonished looks of the Battle Sisters.

Although his soul, a champion of hundreds of battles, does not quite understand the relationship between Minamoto and Sakurai Kogure, at present it seems that they have a relatively stable connection and can be trusted for a short period of time.

"Then I need you to lurk into the Sheqi Ba Family's Rock Flow Research Institute - I'm not in a hurry to give you timely feedback, you have enough time to hide yourself and become one of them;"

"Leave the early contact communications to Fingel, and then conduct direct secret communications with me after it stabilizes."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Follow your will, Your Majesty."

Sakurai Kogure said softly.

"I don't like this title. You can call me Chapter Leader."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. The eyeliner installed in the Sheqi family was temporarily solved.

He is not worried that the conversation here will be monitored. Eva's jamming channel is always open. Even if the Sheqi family installs eavesdropping monitors, it will not work.

"By your will, Chapter Master."

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"It smells like a woman."

Yuan Zhisheng walked into the room, and his sensitive sense of smell immediately caught the lingering fragrance in the room.

He frowned. Two hours ago, he received a report from his subordinate that "the guest was suspected of carrying a woman into the room in a sack and refused to be searched."

"Your sense of smell is very sensitive."

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows but said nothing more.

"Miss Setsuko used another kind of perfume. Director Yuan, you are too worried."

Fingel said with a smile.

Yuan Zhisheng was skeptical about this, but he couldn't say anything.

Now Lu Mingfei is the "honorary high priest" of his family, and his status is equivalent to that of him, the head of the three previous families.

He could only sigh in his heart that the head of the Inuyama family was worthy of being a leader in the custom industry and knew the art of honey traps.

Although it was most likely useless to Lu Mingfei, Yuan Zhisheng carefully observed his eyes. No matter how beautiful a lovely girl appeared in front of him, there would not be any desire for beautiful women in his eyes that an adolescent boy should have. Throbbing.

The only glimmer of light was when he was alone with his sister.

But it's not admiration, but the kind of heartfelt joy that a missionary develops in a believer and...a hint of pity or compassion?

This afternoon after Eriyi woke up, the first thing she did was hold the notebook that recorded a large number of prayer-like sentences and read it carefully. Then she closed her eyes and probably recited it silently in her heart.

It was the first time that Yuan Zhisheng saw Eriyi outside the game time, and her indifferent and cold eyes showed a strange light.

It is a kind of hope, a kind of beautiful imagination for the future.

So he gave up interfering with the "Emperor" that Eri believed in.

The god who threatened the entire Japanese bloodline has fallen, and the sharp sword used by the Sheqi family to deal with the gods has also lost its effectiveness. Being able to spend the rest of his life playing games safely under the protection of the Sheqi family is the best outcome. .

In the days to come, just be happy if you can make her happy.

And maybe it actually works? After all, it was Lu Mingfei who killed the White King.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, bringing back his wandering thoughts, with a serious expression:

"First of all, on behalf of the Sheqi Eight Family, I am very grateful to you for directly destroying the king's hiding place. Thanks to everyone, the king should be like a bereaved dog at this time. Our family is trying to take advantage of the victory and prepare to eliminate the entire fierce ghost crowd in one go."

"But your actions this time are a bit excessive."

He sighed, "Now the whole of Japan is reporting the news of the collapse and destruction of the shrine. This incident even alarmed the Japanese Prime Minister and the Emperor."

However, the three Chinese people (Old Tang looked similar) and the German in the room all looked indifferent.

"...Actually, you don't have to blow up the scene. You should notify me before blowing up and let us clean up the scene quietly."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

"It involves the king's sinful forbidden technology and must be destroyed on the spot by the people of our battle group."

Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Anyway, there are still ten days until the exchange student study time arranged by the college headquarters ends. I sincerely hope that you will not cause too many troubles..."

Yuan Zhisheng sighed again, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the keel cross deep in the room that shone slightly in the darkness.

"Of course, if you want to go back early, the branch can also make corresponding arrangements to ensure that you will not have your credits deducted..."

When he said this, Yuan Zhisheng's face looked a little strange.

Because of the huge commotion caused by Lu Mingfei and the others, he temporarily forgot that the man who dragged the White King off the throne had just entered Kassel College not long ago...

"Just stay until the end of the originally arranged time. We can also take a good rest."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay. I hope you can spend this trip to Japan happily and safely during this time."

Yuan Zhisheng breathed a sigh of relief. It would be the best thing for these people to rest.

He was really afraid that these people would say that there were royal generals living under the Emperor's Palace, and then they would run over and blow up the Emperor's Palace.

"Also...can I have a word with Zongnu? Mr. Lu. This is my personal request."

After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly spoke.

"Can."

Lu Mingfei did not refuse, "But I don't care what grudges you had in the past, he is very useful to the Weeping Angel now."

In other words: you are not allowed to mess with the property of our war group!

"I see."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded, stood up and walked towards Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting in the corner and had been watching him quietly since he came in.

"Long time no see, brother."

Yuan Zhennu said softly.

"I never thought we'd communicate in this way...childish."

Yuan Zhisheng's voice was low, and he looked down at his younger brother...his former brother.

"Then what do you expect the situation to be like, brother?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked directly at Yuan Zhisheng. Compared with the decadence and darkness in the morning, his eyes were now as clear as water, filled with anticipation and joy of reunion.

"Maybe I'll talk to you...and then send you back to hell."

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, not feeling any soft-hearted because of his brother's appearance.

What he said was true. He was the demon slayer of his family. Just like that night in Shikatori Town, he did not show mercy because the evil ghost who killed him was his biological brother.

He clearly remembered that the young girl was so surprised by his appearance that she ran toward him with open arms...

Then he stabbed his chest with a spider.

Yuan Jingnu didn't even have time to adapt to this huge change, and she didn't have time to change her lines.

So he said what he wanted to say with blood streaming from his mouth:

"Brother, are you... back?"

Yuan Zhisheng will never forget the tears he shed that day, nor will he forget the colorless look in his eyes when he threw his brother into the wastewater well.

But he still won't relent.

"Unfortunately, I can't do that now."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

The sharp-sword-like eyes of someone behind him put a thorn in his back.

Fighting brothers, if you can, stock up on some medicine. You can't even buy any medicine when you go out today.

Then in the picture of the Easter egg stamp, Lu Mingfei has a gold nail on his forehead.

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