Chapter 77

At this time, Chu Zihang and Caesar also came back, and the two beautiful girls were not together. The victory and defeat of the battle was clear at a glance.

After they were seated again, several girls brought qinnai and shijinzi back. Qinnai didn't see any scars on her body. The red fingerprints behind Bai's neck told the way of her defeat.

Shijinzi has a deep red strip mark on his forehead. According to the width and style, it should be cut by the scabbard. No wonder Lu Chen heard Caesar's joking voice when they went up the stairs, saying that Chu Zihang "doesn't know how to cherish fragrance and jade"

Of course, the noble son of Italy knows how to cherish fragrance and jade, but if he doesn't catch the flaw, qinnai won't come to a better end. Pity fragrance and jade is his aristocratic style, and going all out to fight is his respect for the enemy.

These two talented girls with a blood lineage are very good, but they met the college, who may be the best to fight except Lu Chen.

"Today is a bad day for the eight snake Qi families, but we have prepared a place for you to stay."

Yuan Zhisheng gets up. Obviously, the banquet can't continue. Even if the Sushi Master has fast hands, he can't immediately serve a new table, not to mention the mess of the venue.

Today's visit to the headquarters by the Japanese branch was a complete defeat... In various senses.

"Don't you try two moves?"

But at this time, the sitting boy suddenly turned his head and looked at Yuan Zhisheng, with a smile on his face. The war in his eyes was obviously not joking.

Seeing that Yuan Zhisheng didn't answer, Lu Chen put his hand on the red maple on the desktop. "The branch sent you as a representative to pick up the plane, which means you should be the strongest at present. Don't refute, I can see."

Yuanzhisheng raised his hand, stopped the taut cherry and said with a smile, "today is not the time, but if you are interested, you can come to the executive board to see me."

In his opinion, his strength should not be used in this meaningless victory or defeat, and the face of his family may not be so important. Since these people in this department are here to demonstrate, let them think they have succeeded.

With the "fight" of the previous rounds, even if he defeated Lu Chen now, it will not help. It will also expose the fact that Japan has a super hybrid race.

The young man in front of us can't be divided by a simple S-level. Just like principal ange, they are heterogeneous.

At present, the strange young man is working for the college and is their new sword. The secret party is sure to rest assured, but if his junior student defeats this alien, it will arouse the further attention of the secret party. In his opinion, this is not a good thing.

Moreover, even if the keel is turned on, he is a little uncertain to defeat the boy who is faster than him at this time. It is difficult to say whether the power of the boy and the kingship can completely suppress each other.

The follow-up depends on how Dad arranges it. He has never liked the intrigues of these conspiracies.

"Although I'm here to watch..." Lu Chen paused and changed his mind: "I'm investigating, but if the executive board has any fun work, you can also call me. Of course, those who want to pay are welcome to pay with alchemical weapons."

Yuan Zhisheng, with a dark face, said in his heart that you just wanted to say you were coming to "sightseeing"!

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At this moment, in the mountains outside Tokyo, the cold wind blows through the charred bird house and the roof of the shrine. The bare branches of the century old cherry trees in the garden beat and tell the ruthlessness of the cold.

White lanterns are hung around the small pavilion in the courtyard. Candles emit dense light through white paper to illuminate this small space.

There is a charcoal stove on the wooden table. On the stove is a Kansai iron pot. The water mist rises slowly from the pot mouth to the beam on the pavilion. The white haired old man in white linen looks at the pot mouth with his eyes floating with the water mist.

Sitting opposite him was a fairly young man, handsome and upright, wearing old-fashioned tortoise shell glasses and neatly combed hair, like a young teacher in a college, who was respectfully waiting for the old man's questions.

"Zhixiong, what are the results of geological exploration? Did you locate the source of the anomaly a few days ago?"

The old man broke the silence in the pavilion.

"We changed the exploration method and turned to the deeper underground river. We found a branch of the underground river flowing from the foot of Mount Fuji. The abnormal frequency is roughly in this range, but further investigation is needed."

Miyamoto Zhixiong is the head of the Miyamoto family, the director of the rock flow research institute, and the current top technical director of the Miyamoto family.

"The college sent a visiting delegation, which obviously caught some secrets. We don't have much time."

The water boiled, but the old man didn't move the iron pot on the stove.

"I will speed up the progress. Please rest assured."

Miyamoto Zhixiong looked serious and determined.

The old man stretched out his hand to lift the iron pot, but at this time, a sharp cold wind blew, and the water mist that originally seemed to go up like a blue cloud was suddenly dispersed. The white lanterns around the pavilion shook and even went out for most of the time, and the light in the Pavilion suddenly dimmed.

Miyamoto Zhixiong could not help shivering, not because of the biting cold wind, but because of this strange celestial phenomenon. What had just happened was obviously unlucky. It was like a hungry ghost swallowing the light in the dark, chewing their hope and laughing mockingly at him.

However, the old man paused, smiled, lifted the iron pot and washed the tea bowl.

"It's a little cold, but it will be warm in a few months. When you come here to drink tea at that time, there will be floating cherry snow in the courtyard, and the soft spring breeze will bring the tea fragrance. It's very pleasant."

While making tea, the old man said in a tone like the spring breeze, which led Miyamoto's thoughts away, as if he had seen the season of recovery and growth of all things, with a little more warmth on his body.

He also understood the old man's meaning. As long as the snake Qi eight families survive this cold winter, a promising spring is in sight.

The old man pushed the tea to Miyamoto Zhixiong: "you are the most talented young generation in scientific research. After all, the revival of the snake Qi eight families falls on you. I am old and am considering giving way to young students in advance recently."

Miyamoto Zhixiong respectfully took over. He should have drunk this cup of tea according to the etiquette, but he was stunned when he heard the old man's words.

"Big family, you want to abdicate!? but the young Lord is still very young. You have always been in good health."

He has full respect for the old man who led the snake Qi eight families to stand firm 20 years ago. He really can't imagine what the snake Qi eight families will become without their parents.

Yuan Zhisheng is excellent, but he is still too immature in managing the family.

"Just thinking. Don't panic. Young students also need time to adapt."

The old man held the tea bowl in the palm of his hand, slowly took a sip, spit out a mouthful of heat, and squinted upward at the incomplete moon. For a time, Miyamoto Zhixiong couldn't feel the old man's thoughts.

"About the college delegation?"

Finally, Miyamoto Zhixiong asked for advice.

"Just leave it to the young students. There will be more topics between young people."

The old man's eyes are more difficult to understand from the angle that Miyamoto Zhixiong can't see.