Liu Qinglong's attitude towards dragon pattern porcelain has always been very supportive and very supportive of it.

Perhaps it was for the compensation for the ruthless exploitation of Long Junchen, or perhaps it was that Liu Qinglong felt that Long Junchen was at ease and let him do his own business well, so that he could better use him to do his business for MI6. But no matter what, Liu Qinglong acquiesced the dragon pattern porcelain, acquiesced to Long Junchen to use the MI6's ability to help him find this thing. Moreover, Long Junchen is the Grand Governor and originally had this power.

Long Junchen raised his eyelids slightly, raised the tea bowl in his hand and took a sip, and said quietly: "Ning Feng'er, you have to remember one thing. It's not that I want to move him, but that he wants to move me."

Long Junchen's mouth was slightly raised. Although he smiled, a cold smell began to spread all around. After waiting for a while, Ning Feng'er did not respond. It was not that she didn't understand what Long Junchen meant, but she felt that the topic did not need to be continued.

The room fell into silence again, and a panic flashed in Long Junchen's eyes, and he looked Ning Feng'er again. There was a faint look of fatigue on her face, which was as delicate as a face. Long Junchen felt ache for no reason, and felt that somewhere in his heart seemed to be touched by a hint of touch. He sighed, then continued the question that had come to an abrupt end, and asked quietly: "What about you, why do you want to join MI6?"

"For my descendants." Ning Feng'er's expression stagnated, her heart moved, but she said it without thinking. Long Junchen was a little stunned. She felt a little perfunctory about the answer and wanted to laugh out loud. But when she saw the serious expression on the girl's face, Long Junchen choked back when she spoke, and then smiled bitterly. Indeed, those who could join places like MI6, to some extent, would have a nearly perverted paranoid thing about certain things and some things that were right.

The atmosphere in the study was a little awkward. Suddenly, Long Junchen felt aroused, and he made a joke without hesitation, and said with a funny look: "Hiss, your descendants? Cough, then, is there any possibility that your descendants and me?" Long Junchen's perverted nature exists in his bones. When he started the joke, he laughed and took advantage of the girl's house in words.

Ning Feng'er did not show any anger at Long Junchen's despicable joke. He just looked at the governor curiously. Looking at Long Junchen with a gentle smile, he was in a slight mood. He thought to himself that this man was young and already held the power, and he was in the position of the governor of the Sixth Military Department. He was both good at papers, calligraphy and painting, and he called him the teacher. In terms of martial arts, the king of thousands of dragons, and the dragon walker's genius regarded him as his respect, and he always looked gentle and friendly in front of outsiders but was a cold look that was thousands of miles away. Why did he always look like a scoundrel in the market in front of himself? Give Ning Feng'er a feeling of confusion?

Long Junchen's eyes were deep and distant. Seeing that Ning Feng'er had not spoken, he stopped saying a word. As his slightly slight words were slowly floating outside the window, Ning Feng'er's eyes also moved away with the Governor's eyes. His eyes were like torches, and slowly fell outside the window. A strange scene appeared in front of the two.

At the edge of the sea area more than ten kilometers away, a long belt of light rose up, with bright spots of stars. The light blue light of the stars is not dazzling, but it is absolutely eye-catching on the dark sea surface.

If you look at these light spots alone, they are a bit like the gloomy fire near the grave. However, when they gather into light belts and walk on the sea, they become magnificent and full of colorful light, like countless huge treasure ships hanging high lanterns, moving forward calmly. It seems that there are stars in the sky, reflected on the sea, and there is a faint mist floating in it, adding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere to the light belt.

Long Junchen slowly lit a cigarette, and the red light on the cigarette butt flashed. Long Junchen exhaled, and the smoke gradually blurred Long Junchen's face, making him hazy.

He took a sip and found that Ning Feng'er beside him was deeply attracted by the wonders. He thrust his mouth towards the strange light and shadow and explained to Ning Feng'er: "In this ocean, there are many luminous plankton creatures, hiding deep in the sea during the day and floating on the water surface to feed at night. In order to facilitate searching for food and courtship, they have evolved the fluorescence of biological organisms. When the climate and environment are suitable, a large number of plankton creatures gather together, just like they are driving pty on the seabed. Sometimes, I want to turn into a fish and swim in this big river without worries. The seven-second memory is enough to make me remember the precious beauty, forget my unbearable worries, and let me appreciate the vast fireworks galaxy."

All night was silent, and Long Junchen slept until the next day at Yin hour and three o'clock. He was dark and sweet, dreamless, without seasickness, no nightmares, and no homesickness.

The next morning, the sunny days of the wind finally ended. The sky was covered by clouds and the wind became stronger. The handsome man warned everyone on the boat, saying that they would soon encounter a storm and the ship would shake violently to prepare everyone.

Long Junchen did not eat less bread or drink less milk because of the warning of the handsome man. He was not afraid of seasickness. Besides, even if he really vomited it, it didn't matter. In short, we can't let Long Junchen be hungry because of the storm later. Life is short, so we can have fun in time.

At this time, the sky began to gradually become gloomy. Large clouds blocked the sunlight, leaving only a golden edge. The golden edge struggled under the siege of dark clouds, and soon even the golden edge could not be seen. The blue sea water gradually turned gray and blue, and the layers of wave walls in the distance pushed forward. In the distant horizon, the unsettling black was spreading like ink drops poured into rice paper, and was about to drip down.

Even on sunny days, such a scene is enough to shake people's hearts. The spectacular changes in the ocean make this already lonely boat seem even more insignificant, a bit like fishing alone in the snow of the cold river.
Chapter completed!