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

In Italy, at the airport, Patriarch Crochel brought several handsome men and beauties to greet Lu Mingfei and Angers. He had a warm smile on his face, but Lu Mingfei always felt that there was murder in his wrinkles.

Maybe five hundred machine gunners have been ambushed or a minefield has been laid in this small airport. As long as Patriarch Crochel gives an order, a rain of bullets or an explosion will tear Lu Mingfei and Angers to pieces.

"I once heard the name of the legendary dragon slayer Lu Shanyan. It is said that his sickle can cover a radius of one kilometer," Patriarch Crochel said with emotion, "This distance alone can be called a legend. Among the hybrids I know so far, the radius of the hybrid field that can stretch the farthest itachi is only 550 meters, and the radius is only a little more than half that of the legendary dragon slayer. This is the power of the S-rank bloodline. Ah, the chasm that is insurmountable, not even dared to look upon."

"Then he has to be careful. I have a friend who is only in his twenties and can stretch out more than 400 meters," Lu Mingfei said with a smile. "This record is expected to be broken in a few years."

"Cough cough..." A young man behind Crowcher Patriarch coughed twice, and half of the people around him looked at Lu Mingfei with bad expressions.

Anger patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "The current record holder for the range of the mixed-race katana is Patriarch Crochel."

Lu Mingfei: ...

"Haha, I'm looking forward to the day when a young man surpasses me, although it's not a very glorious thing to surpass an old man like me," Patriarch Crochel leaned on a cane, "Please let me send the two to the school board. Well, although I am not a school manager, I am a medium-sized investor."

"Thank you then." Under the leadership of Patriarch Crochel, Angers and Lu Mingfei followed him out of the airport and into a Rolls-Royce. A young man in a neat uniform drove for them, and the others Follow in the car behind.

...

Italy, Portofino, Splendid Hotel.

Rolls-Royce entered the hotel's black-iron gates and stopped in front of a small fortress-shaped building—a single-family suite where school board meetings most often take place.

Lu Mingfei and Angers got out of the car, and Patriarch Crochel sat in the car and waved goodbye to them—he was not the school manager, nor the principal, and was not qualified to attend the school board.

"Principal, does the vice-principal have the right to participate in the school board?" Lu Mingfei asked.

He came on behalf of the vice-principal. His power is the same as that of the vice-principal. The clothes on his body and the reputation left by Lu Shanyan can give him a special status in the secret party, but Lu Shanyan did not give his descendants. Leaving any inheritable power or position in the secret party, so he just has a name that is well-known.

And this name is not very easy to use for the mixed race of the younger generation, usually only those old guys who are the same or even close to Lu Shanyan will care about his identity.

If the vice-principal does not have the right to participate in the school board, then there is no way to represent the vice-principal.

"He has the right to replace me on the school board when I am unable to attend, and temporarily perform the powers and duties of the principal for me, but now that I am here, theoretically there is no place for him..." Anger said.

"Since this is the case in theory, it should be the other way around, right?" Lu Mingfei said.

"That's right," replied Lu Mingfei, not the old and majestic voice of Angers beside him, but the voice of a young woman behind him, "Welcome to the school board, although this may not be something you should be happy about."

Lu Mingfei turned his head, he had already noticed that there was a mixed-race aura approaching, but this aura was not strong and had no characteristics, so it failed to attract his attention.

The person who spoke behind him was a young and beautiful lady with an amazing face. She looked only in her twenties, but had eyes in her thirties. She wore the makeup of a typical European lady and was covered in black. A semi-transparent veil, wearing an expensive dress with a fur waistcoat, the butler in a neat suit is closing the door behind him.

What is more attractive is that she is wearing a pair of golden high heels. There are not many women who like this kind of nouveau riche in the same color, and even fewer can tame this color, but she did it, the nouveau riche-like tacky quilt She was domesticated, only honorable.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw the woman, and the woman also saw him.

Lu Mingfei's eyes swept over her body, plain as water, and her eyes swept over Lu Mingfei's body, and lowered her head slightly to hide the shock in her eyes.

Before participating in the school board, she had already collected some information about Lu Mingfei. He is the youngest first-level researcher in the equipment department of Kassel College, and recently presided over the construction of a ground vehicle with unprecedented performance. , and is also the sole representative of the Vice-Chancellor to participate in the Council of Elders.

There is no specific age of Lu Mingfei in the information. She knew that Lu Mingfei should be very young, but she didn't expect him to be so young. He may look like an adult, and he is a bit dreamy handsome.

"Hi, Lisa, my child. Welcome, it's on time." Ange, who was standing beside Lu Mingfei, opened his arms to the lady, or the lady-like girl, "You have grown up too fast. , became too beautiful. I remember when you were at Eton in your school uniform."

"Thank you, Angers." The lady politely stepped forward to give Angers a face-to-face salute, "Then you probably haven't seen me for eight years, but at the last school board meeting, you promised to be at leisure. When it's time to have dinner with me, you're still the same, time seems to stop on you."

"For an old man, time is a little bit kinder." Angers smiled and stretched out an arm very gentlemanly, and the girl called Lisa took it up.

Lu Mingfei's brows twitched slightly, thinking that you are having a good time, principal, how could you have the confidence to criticize the vice principal?

"This is Lu Mingfei," Lisa looked at Lu Mingfei, "The previous school board of directors seldom invited anyone outside the school board to sit in. If it wasn't for Frost's special request, you would probably only be here today. Rest in another suite, or maybe go out and see Portofino, and then hand the bill to the Gattuso's."

"Why do I find the latter proposal more exciting?" Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin.

"I think so too, Frost specifically named you to sit in on the meeting, I'm afraid it won't do anything good." The woman called Lisa covered her mouth and smiled.

"I can imagine what will happen," Lu Mingfei shrugged, "so I have to give up the latter tempting proposal."

"You two, this is not a good place to chat," Angers hugged Lisa, "although the boardroom of the school board may not be as good as this."

...

At the conference table, several chairs were still empty, and there were still two minutes before the agreed meeting time.

This is a dark conference room with small windows high up, like a place where ancient monks practiced and meditated.

Three men and one woman were already seated at the conference table, and one of them, an old man, was a perfect match for this place like an ascetic room, because he was dressed in Chinese Buddhist clothes and had beads painted in Chinese red in his hands.

One of the other two men was as old as a monk-like old man and looked like an ordinary person in his seventies, and the other was a middle-aged man in a tight cycling suit. There was even a man on the table in front of him. Bicycle Helmet.

The only girl in this dark and solemn conference room was a bare mountain with flowers growing. She looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, younger than Lu Mingfei, with long pale blond hair. Neatly coiled on top of her head, a small face with a little baby fat has a serious expression, a pair of dark green pupils, like a delicate doll, and a housekeeper wearing a pair of white gloves stands behind her with his head held high.

"Aren't others coming? Is it a school board tradition to be late?" The girl put her hands together in front of her chin, posing as a commander-in-chief, but her mouth was soft and lovely.

"It's not easy for others to say. Angers is a person with a great sense of time. He will not be late, but usually he will not be early," the monk said. His voice was less like an old man, more like a middle-aged man. "Lisa usually arrives with Angers."

"That's right, it seems that you know me best," Angers' voice appeared almost at the same time as he himself, holding Lisa into the conference room, "There's no need to arrive too early, I'm not you, I'm not used to it stay in a place like this."

"I'm not used to it either." The girl standing behind the housekeeper whispered.

Angers and Lisa came in and followed behind them, and Lu Mingfei also entered the conference room.

"So handsome!" The girl's eyes lit up and she said subconsciously.

"Miss, image!" The housekeeper behind her reminded in a low voice.

"Oh!" The girl came back to her senses, abruptly looked away from Lu Mingfei's face, sat upright, and stared at the table.

Angers and Lisa took their seats one after another. There was only one chair left in the conference room, which was obviously a new addition. Although it was exactly the same as the other chairs and had no signs of age, it had almost no signs of use. In the last seat, on the left and right sides were a middle-aged man wearing a bicycle uniform and a young girl with a butler standing behind him.

Everyone except the girl turned their attention to Lu Mingfei. Frost, the school director representing the Gattuso family, asked in person that Lu Mingfei, the deputy principal's agent, would come to audit. This request was not too much. , As the largest investor of Kassel College, the other school directors don't mind selling such a face, so they are very interested in Lu Mingfei, the deputy principal's agent who suddenly appeared.

Lu Mingfei represented not only the vice-principal of Cassell College, but also Flamel's mentor, the most important alchemist of the secret party.

Facing the eyes of the school directors, Lu Mingfei looked around and said with emotion, "I finally see a secret organization that looks a bit secretive."

This sentence is completely out of his feelings. After all, the secret party Kassel Academy is theoretically a secret organization hidden in the dark side of the world, but Kassel Academy does not look like a secret organization at all. The thousand-year-old secret dragon slayer organization, even if it doesn't cover itself with black robes and use rituals and black magic to connect with each other, it should be a bit gloomy, a secret meeting point that never sees the light of day.

Lu Mingfei had stayed in Kassel for two years and had never seen such a place. He didn't expect to see it as soon as he came to the school board of directors. Sure enough, the secret party was more reliable than the academy.

While thinking about this, Lu Mingfei looked around the school manager.

A 130-year-old hooligan, an old man leaning on a cane with a sullen face, an old man in a monk's robe twisting a rosary, a European noblewoman, a **** girl, Sebas behind the **** girl, and a woman in a yellow tight-fitting bicycle suit. old man...

Forget it, when I didn't say it.

Lu Mingfei took his seat and suddenly looked a little listless - sure enough, how could there be normal people in the mixed race?

"It's all here, then, let's get started," the gloomy old man on crutches said first, "because there are new attendees, let's introduce yourself first, Frost Gattuso, very Nice to meet you, Mr. Lu Mingfei."

The fact that Frost used honorifics to Lu Mingfei was something no one thought of, even Angers showed a surprised expression.

"You are too happy." Lu Mingfei blurted out.

"puff……"

The conference room was silent for a few seconds, the sound of failing to hold back laughter sounded abruptly, and then stopped abruptly.

The girl covered her mouth and tried her best to look as if nothing had happened.

Lisa took a deep look at Lu Mingfei, the monk's eyes on Lu Mingfei changed subtly, the middle-aged man simply lowered his head and stared at his helmet, and Angers even showed a smile on his face.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I'm not very proficient in Italian." Lu Mingfei said.

Frost spoke to Lu Mingfei in French, and Lu Mingfei naturally responded in Italian. Unfortunately, his Italian was only learned and played when he was bored, and his level was limited.

So that sentence really wasn't what he said on purpose.

real.

"It's okay, let's use Chinese," Frost's eyes twitched, but he endured it. "This is Mr. Lu's native language, so he must be very proficient?"

"Of course," Lu Mingfei nodded, "but I still have to say another word in Italian."

"What?" Frost asked.

"Actually, it's not what I want to say, it's your nephew who wants me to bring it to you," Lu Mingfei said, and then highlighted a string of Italian syllables, "*Italian foul language*."

If the atmosphere in the conference room just now was just quiet or silent~www.readwn.com~ it would be suppressed immediately.

Lu Mingfei spit out extremely vulgar Italian swear words, which even the Mafia rarely used.

While the other directors were surprised, they were deeply confused and puzzled, and they were curious about Lu Mingfei—does he have any personal grudge with the Gattuso family?

Frost's expression was like that of a damp corner of a gloomy castle where the sun never sees the sun all the year round, and Angers was almost ecstatic.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei smiled, "It was Brother Caesar, your nephew who asked me to pass this sentence on to you. Do you know what it means? I'm not good at learning Italian, so I don't know very well. ."

"Blessing," Frost took a deep breath, revealing a smile that could hardly be called a smile, "this is an ancient Italian language of blessing, but now because of cultural changes, the meaning is not very good, only knowing its ancient Italians will use it for blessings, and I don't advise you to say this to other Italians, they may misunderstand what you mean."

"I see," Lu Mingfei nodded suddenly, "then I will bless you again, *Italian swearing*."