I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

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"Mingfei, come and taste this," the vice principal spoke fluent Chinese, and enthusiastically inserted a crystal hoof into Lu Mingfei's bowl, and said, "It's most common in ordinary dishes. Kung Fu, this chef is definitely this!"

The vice-principal gave a thumbs up, grinning with a neat yellow tooth.

"Thanks...thank you!"

Except thank Lu Mingfei, I didn't know what to say for a while.

On the side, Chu Zihang's face was tense, and in the bowl were the braised elbows, white chicken and sweet and sour pork ribs that Professor Schneider gave him.

Every time the vice-principal gave Lu Mingfei a dish, Professor Schneider also gave Chu Zihang a chopstick dish, but Professor Schneider was different. He was not talkative.

The vice-principal had to say two words to Lu Mingfei enthusiastically every time he picked up a piece of dish like an elder who loved the younger generation. Professor Schneider would only put the dish into the bowl of Chu Zihang with a cold face, and his expression seemed to be for someone. A death row prisoner was given the final decapitation meal.

If you change to an ordinary person, you probably don't have the mental quality to swallow it.

"Well... isn't it going to take the entrance test today? Why..."

After being picked up for the seventh time in a row, Lu Mingfei finally couldn't help asking questions.

As soon as he and Chu Zihang came in, they were already mentally prepared for the sword, lights, sword, rain and murderous intent, but the outrageous middle-aged man with a strong dragon breath waved his hand and said to the waiter who opened the door now that the guests are all here. Just trouble this beautiful lady to serve the food, I gnawed on a sauced elbow for a long time and was too greedy.

Then Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang sat down blindfolded, and the waiters dressed in cheongsam filed into the pear wood table, which had only teapots and a plate of elbows with sauce, filled with various dishes, claiming to be the vice-principal of Kassel College. The middle-aged man unscrewed a bottle of Huiyuan Fruit Orange and said to Lu Mingfei that he warmly welcomed the candidates for interview.

"Eat first, eat first, don’t we in China always have an old saying that'food is the heaven for the people'?" The vice principal put a large piece of braised elbow skin into his bowl, and said "bald" into his mouth. Then he said vaguely, "We interviewed without even getting enough food. Those who didn't know thought we were in financial crisis at Kassel College!"

"Are we Chinese?" Lu Mingfei was taken aback, "Vice principal, are you Chinese?"

"Not in terms of nationality, but my heart will always stand with China," the vice-principal drank a sip of Huiyuan fruit orange, pointed at himself and said to Lu Mingfei, "Do you know the Flying Tigers?"

"Know a little bit, the American Volunteer Air Force."

Lu Mingfeidao.

"I created it with Chennault back then!"

The vice principal slapped his chest.

The Flying Tigers was founded in 1942. If the vice principal is true, then he must be at least ninety years old, but it is hard to say whether he is fifty or not.

However, Lu Mingfei still believed in him. After all, the half-demon had a longer lifespan than ordinary people, and naturally the same was true of mixed races, especially the strength of the middle-aged man like this fat house was unpredictable.

But there are still some doubts on the lips.

"You created it? How long has it been since."

Lu Mingfei didn't believe it.

"For the mixed race, this time is not very long," the vice principal said with a sigh, "If you think about it carefully, it seems that it was still yesterday."

"Well, let's not talk about the old calendar of these old sesame seeds and rotten millet, let's talk about you young people," the vice principal warmly and kindly seemed to be Lu Mingfei's grandfather, "Mingfei, the food here is also suitable for you. Your appetite?"

"Hey! He! It's so delicious!"

Lu Mingfei nodded again and again, this time really sincerely.

"That's good, you are the great-great-grandson of my immediate boss's best friend back then. If I didn't greet you well, he would definitely have to trouble me when I go back."

Said the vice-principal.

"Great-grandson?" Lu Mingfei stroked the meaning of these words, "How old is your immediate boss?"

"It's not that big, it's just over one hundred and thirty years old."

Lu Mingfeixin said that if you look at it this way, a mixed breed can live better than a half-demon. If the average half-demon is not strong in their ancestors, they should be too old to walk if they are not dead at the age of 130. They have retired long ago. Continue to stick to the post.

Lu Mingfei remained silent. The vice-principal thought he didn’t believe it: “Mingfei, you know about mixed races, right? I believe you have also felt the changes in your body. Let me tell you that the life span of mixed races is longer than that of ordinary people. A lot longer. For those mixed races with a slightly better pedigree, dying at a hundred years old is considered to have died young."

"Like the old thing from Angers, that is, my boss, and me, oh yes, and you, a high-blooded hybrid like ours, it's normal to live two hundred years old."

The vice principal patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder vigorously.

Lu Mingfei said that if I can only live more than two hundred years, then I can't be called premature death, I must be called premature death.

"Is my pedigree... very high? How did you know about me, the vice principal?"

Lu Mingfei looked puzzled.

Now that the vice-principal brought out his pedigree, he simply asked about it.

He has been curious about his pedigree for a long time, let's say it is strong... It really doesn't have much sense of existence, and the strengthening of his body is also very general relative to the mana, and it did not bring him what Jiu De Mai mentioned in the mouth." "Yanling", and he didn't feel the breath of "dragon" in his body.

Let's say it's not strong... He hasn't forgotten that the living spirit of the Milky Way Pot called him "Your Majesty" some time ago.

If there is no problem with the brain of the pot of the galaxy, his bloodline should be no worse than that of Lao Tang...but considering his situation, there is a problem with his mind that is more inclined to the pot of the galaxy.

Jiu De Mai said that his blood is higher and he understands it. She completely misunderstood the source of his power. She and the forces behind her did not know the existence of the book of heaven, so they naturally regarded his power as the power brought by the awakened blood of the mixed race. .

If so, can his pedigree not be high?

"In fact, we found out when we were investigating things related to Chu Zihang," Professor Schneider, who had never had a sense of existence, said actively, "It was Chu Zihang who went to the college first, and the college investigated him. The closest friend to him is also within the scope of the investigation."

"Then you discovered something special about me," Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully, "So you even discovered me, a mixed race?"

"Yes," the vice-principal nodded. "We have discovered your potential. Naturally, we can't let a jewel like you be covered in dust."

"You have a reputation."

Lu Mingfei is humble.

"Not at all!" The vice principal waved his hand and said sternly, "Ming Fei, you may not have thought about it. There is immeasurable potential hidden in your body."

Thanks, I thought about it.

Lu Mingfei said to himself.

"So besides joining Kassel Academy, I have another very important question." The vice-principal wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand~www.readwn.com~ with a solemn expression, "Ming Fei, you are willing to call me Of students?"

Lu Mingfei:? ? ?

Chu Zihang:? ? ?

Schneider:! ! !

"Tutor Flamel" is about to accept disciples? Will there be a new inheritor of Flamel’s alchemy? !

How could this kind of twelfth-magnitude earthquake happen so suddenly in the alchemist circle all over the world?

Professor Schneider, who has always had a weak sense of presence, couldn't help but stare at the vice principal.

We didn't discuss such a big matter when we came here!

ps: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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