Frost Wings

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"Yes, this is the correct answer, dear William Sans." The old man smiled and looked at the young man in front of him: "Come here, we will make your life more meaningful."

correct answer?

God TMD the correct answer.

William was a little dizzy, and he began to wonder if he had really crossed into this unreal world. If so, then William could only face a somewhat embarrassing fact.

What's the plot... what's going on? The pig's foot is called Lu Mingfei, and the female pig's foot is called Nuonuo. Could it be the red-haired one in front of me?

William looked suspiciously at the red-haired beauty, who was neither big nor small, and not a loli, so it was a little bad. I wonder why I have this kind of evaluation. As a single paper person, shouldn't I be kneeling and licking when I see this? Why do I have a feeling that I have seen many beautiful women and it is not uncommon to see them again? Am I a pervert?

Looking at the old man again, it looks like the duo that appeared in the first episode, but why so soy sauce? Can't even remember the name.

In this book called "Dragon Race", there are a few messed up old men, some from Germany, some from Britain and some from America. They come and go **** all day long like a bunch of gays. Well, there are white-headed gays and bald-headed gays. They joke about how many chicks each other had when they were young, but what about the descriptions of wives and children? Didn't notice it...it's scary...

After thinking about it, William's thoughts became heavy, and he suddenly realized that he had no advantage, because he had not memorized the plot carefully at all.

Who knew that he was going to cross?

What will happen to that nemesis?

Thinking of the inexplicable power and explosion that day, if that dragon also crossed into this world...

and many more.

Why would I know it's a dragon?

A cold sweat started to form on William's forehead.

He felt it, and he seemed to unintentionally open up the lost part of the memory again.

I have been a harmless and good young man in two lifetimes, how can I have a relationship with the dragon?

What the **** was my lost experience doing?

What can I do as a liberal arts research monk? Who can be offended? Make a dragon my nemesis?

William suddenly felt a strong dissatisfaction in his heart. I'm innocent. I don't know anything. How can I be reduced to fighting the monster? I'm worse than a goose!

"Listen, I don't care how good your colleges are, I just need proof, from the Department of Education, that you're not real liars."

"No, uncle." William signed the admission letter: "I agree."

"What?" Byrd held William's head angrily, shaking it constantly, as if to shake a whole head of **** out: "My God, do you know if this is a scam..."

"There is surveillance video here, they can't run away." William's head was shaken, and his words were broken: "If this is true, it means that I can save a lot of time and no longer have to worry about the future."

"Okay William." Byrd took out a camera and snapped the somewhat stiff faces of Professor Gustav and Nuonuo: "Just wait and see."

Guderian smiled bitterly. As a full professor of Harvard University, he was deflated when he faced a rich countryman here.

However, as the admissions officer of Tulong Academy, such embarrassing scenes are commonplace, he shook his head: "Look at the sky, why don't we go have a meal."

"If the AA system, I only support KFC." William said.

Guderian and Nuonuo nodded without showing any contempt. This young man who looked embarrassed and poorly educated expressed his poverty very plainly, which was very unusual.

William also wondered why he became indifferent to poverty. After becoming Baihe, his character gradually changed; his work was to get rid of poverty, but the meaning of poverty itself to him was only material. He had the illusion that he was not poor, and although he looked at himself countless times, he could not see that he was not poor.

After discovering this, he found that he had become a monk and began to have no desires.

"Hey, you wrote the wrong name." A voice interrupted his thoughts, and suddenly he realized that he was sitting in the store, staring at a chicken thigh burger, and the red-haired girl's excuse for interrupting him was also More special, he pointed to the signature below the notice: "This should be William, not this nickname."

William's strange gaze changed her tone: "What's so strange about Chinese, aren't you a translator? You still sign in Chinese, so don't be too coquettish, hello, I heard that you have been following a little girl in society for the past few years. How can a group have time to learn something like Chinese that is not needed at all?"

William shook his head, breaking the burger into five parts, eating two slices of bread first, then biting off the vegetables and cream, and finally grabbing the chicken thigh patty, slowly tearing it into small pieces and eating it, solving the lunch, while Wiping his mouth, he asked, "Are you FBX or CXA?"

Chen Motong and Guderian froze for a moment, the old man coughed and his expression looked even more embarrassed: "Why are you asking that?"

"It is impossible to investigate this kind of thing in China without any power. Except for these two places, I can't imagine any reason for other organizations to investigate my information."

"CXA or FBX will investigate you? Why would they investigate you?" Guderian's face showed interest.

"Only this." William opened his golden eyes, and the noise of the noisy restaurant immediately became slow and solidified. The abnormality lasted for only a moment, and then returned to normal: "Only this thing can make an organization affect a cultural level. Low, low-quality elementary school students are interested, is that so... right?"

time zero.

Guderian looked into William's eyes and exhaled softly: "Oh, student William, well, it seems that the words can be made simpler, there are indeed many people like you in our college... this kind of people. "

"I guess someone like you will come to you sooner or later, so I'm not surprised." William looked at the two people in front of him quietly. The exposed mosaic, the underside of the mosaic is like scales and like spots, covering layers from the skin to the body, but the mosaic of the red-haired girl looks a bit weird.

William looked at the pile of mosaics on these two guys, and then sensed the mosaic fragments that kept pouring in as the golden pupils opened, and suddenly realized something.

As expected, he is not the dragon family in the original book, just like that day when he suddenly felt this kind of power enter the body from the outside world, otherwise why would the dragon bloodline he sensed be so ghostly.

But why does the power of the dragon family consciously enrich itself? It was as if the world had forced this power into him.

What about the train?

Is the old enemy that I will kill, also receiving this kind of power at the moment, wait, what name did I sign on the admission letter?

frost...

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William's golden pupils burst into flames, and his sight passed through this simple document, and he saw a vast white shadow. Amidst the golden flames and white light, a loud roar pierced through his eyes. In his brain, his heart trembled for a while, as if his entire body was on fire, but the golden color in his pupils faded silently, returning to a cherry-like red.

"All in all," Guderian didn't seem to observe William's strangeness: "We are such a school for slaughtering dragons, and this is also the home of our compatriots. Come with us, William."

"Exactly, I also hope to find a more suitable way to get rid of poverty than joining the army." William picked up the pen and calmly crossed out the nickname that he was not familiar with but strangely made his blood boil: "This is what I used 's screen name, sorry for making it go to the wrong channel."

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"Professor, this student William... His personality seems to be strangely indifferent." Nuonuo watched William go away,

"Of course, there will be some differences in the bloodline of my awakening." Guderian shook his head: "You heard it, his tone just now, obviously aware that he will be approached by strange organizations sooner or later."

"He gives me the feeling that he is not a real person at all." Nuonuo sighed: "Maybe he sees us the same."

"Ha." The professor laughed. "You feel this way because he completely ignores your beauty and existence?"

"When he saw us, wouldn't he be moved to tears of joy when he finally saw the same kind? Why does my intuition give me the feeling that we are all inferior creatures in front of him?"

Guderian frowned: "Really?"

Nuonuo nodded and shook her head again. She was not sure whether her intuition was wrong, nor did she want to admit that what the professor said was somewhat correct.

"There is a kind of lonely dead child in every ethnic group." Guderian looked at Nuonuo's face and was happy: "Don't worry, his bloodline will make him feel that he is far from a real monster in the academy, Our next target, isn't the bloodline S-class?"

"S-class? That little brat with a dead house vibe?" The red-haired girl pinched the photo: "It doesn't look very powerful, is Norma wrong?"

"This is what the principal ordered." Guderian suddenly took out his mobile phone: "Wait, student William made a request..."

"What request?" Seeing the strangeness on Professor Guderian's face, the red-haired girl leaned up curiously.

"I want to borrow a set of textbooks for self-study, the courseware materials are fine." Professor Guderian's expression was weird: "This is really special."

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The tall locomotive galloped towards the flower bed on the side of the road, and the girl knight rose into the air in the collision ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Like an ace ball that was hit high, it turned desperately in the air and flew to the ground.

He raised his hand and turned the camera, and the picture was frozen on the pair of pupils mixed with gold and red, sighing like praise. The old bald head on one side spoke seriously:

"You have the same word spirit as you, don't you pay attention?"

"...He doesn't love that girl." The old man held up the crystal cup on the table, his tone was cynical and a little regretful.

The bald head was stunned for a moment, and a dozen question marks seemed to appear on a large bald head.

"That's what you wanted to say?"

"Isn't it enough?" He put down the water glass, reopened the video software, and fixed on those eyes: "What else do you want me to evaluate?"

"I haven't seen such a golden pupil." The big bald head looked at the blood red in those eyes: "Mixed-blood, will this phenomenon occur in pure-blood dragons?"

"Is it your intuition to see so much in the few seconds of video that happened to be filmed?"

"That's right, and I don't believe that you have seen less than me." The bald head stared suspiciously at the tall and spirited old man: "His direct ancestor has no record of bloodline, his power seems to appear suddenly, and in addition , his bloodline is only grade B according to Norma's assessment, but there is such a phenomenon as golden eyes, he seems to appear out of nowhere, not in any of our records, and so special..."

"You have to trust the judgment of me and Norma." The old man smiled and looked at the red and gold eyes: "As for the special ~ which of us is not special in this world?"

He watched the bald head walk out of the room, took out Norma's report, and gently stirred the black tea in the cup: "With this level of elemental storm, where on earth are you a creation?"

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