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Chu Jun looked at Mo Heng, who had regained some of his sanity, and estimated the time, knowing that his estrus period should be over soon.

Mo Heng's nest is located in a cave deep in the island. The temperature is pleasant and the lighting is excellent. It is really comfortable to stay here all the time.

But Chu Jun hasn't left here for more than a month, so it's not okay to just stay here without moving.

Before, Mo Heng was almost irrational and unable to communicate, so Chu Jun had no chance to leave at all. If he showed any sign of wanting to leave, Mo Heng would pounce on him and torture him again.

Now that Mo Heng seemed to be able to chat, Chu Jun wanted to try again: "Mr. Mo, we haven't been out for a month. I want to go out for some fresh air. Is that okay?"

Mo Heng stared at Chu Jun's face with his golden eyes for a while, as if he was struggling or weighing something.

Just when Chu Jun was ready to be pressed down by Mo Heng again, Mo Heng slowly nodded.

Afterwards, Chu Jun was picked up in a familiar position and finally breathed the outside air again.

However, this is the extent of Mo Heng's concession now.

After leaving his nest, Mo Heng became obviously more irritable, with his tail swinging behind him and a low humming sound coming from his throat, making the birds in the sky wish they could stay hundreds of kilometers away from the island.

He stopped a few meters away from the cave.

Chu Jun gently stroked Mo Heng's dragon horns to calm the rioting dragon.

Mo Heng's tail gradually stopped wagging, but he still couldn't help but growl in Chu Jun's ear, as if he was acting coquettishly.

Chu Jun initially thought it was just Mo Heng's animal instincts at work, and kept coaxing him, until he realized that the arm under his butt was starting to get restless, its fingers moving nimbly across his skin, caressing the soft flesh on the inside of his thigh in an ambiguous manner.

"Mo Heng!" Chu Jun's body was still sensitive. He was startled by the sudden attack and unconsciously grabbed the dragon horn on Mo Heng's head.

"What's wrong, baby?" The man's voice was low and hoarse with a smile. Seeing that he was exposed, his hands became more unscrupulous.

Chu Jun could no longer maintain her expression, and looked a little angry as she stared at Mo Heng.

Someone like Chu Jun, who appears to be the most cold and aloof, is the most tempting when his face is stained with emotions. It's as if his emotions have made him the special one in his life.

"Baby seems to be in good spirits. Let's go back and continue." Mo Heng did not repent even after being glared at by Chu Jun. He grabbed Chu Jun's hand with his other hand and led him to his chest, guiding him to feel the contours of his muscles.

Faced with the seduction of her own old attacker, Chu Jun certainly couldn't resist. Less than a quarter of an hour after she came out, she was taken back to the nest by Mo Heng.

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"It's been a month, why is there still no movement from the clan leader?"

The other dragons have been paying attention to the movements on Mo Heng Island. They are very curious about Mo Heng's emotional state.

"Oh, the tribe leader's first estrus in a million years, how can it end so easily?"

"But please hurry up and finish it. All the birds on my island have been scared away by the chief. There are no more songs for them to listen to."

"Hey, what's that in the sky?"

"It seems to be the patriarch."

"Hahahaha, did you make your spouse angry? Why is you doing a courtship dance?"

"The clan leader has such a day too, tsk tsk tsk."

"Hahaha, as expected, every dragon looks like this when they have a mate, and the clan leader is no exception."

"I'm really curious about what kind of person could tame our clan leader."

"The chief is so afraid of his consort, I think she must be a hot-tempered, fiery beauty!"

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Chu Jun, who had been tormented for several days, naturally would not be too polite to Mo Heng, who had regained his sanity. After he felt comfortable, he turned around and drove him out.

Chu Jun was comfortably lying in Mo Heng's lair, covered in a soft carpet. This carpet, made of the fur of some unknown animal, was enormous, with beautiful patterns, covering the entire lair. Mo Heng had specially arranged it for the delicate spirits.

"Mr. Mo, I'm hungry." After basking in the sun for a while, Chu Jun squinted his eyes and ordered a dragon circling outside the cave.

The dragon clan's keen hearing came in handy at this time. When they heard Chu Jun's call, they happily returned to their human form and went to prepare food for their spouses.

Mo Heng, who was finally able to go home thanks to the food, seized the opportunity and took the initiative to take on the task of feeding the person. He served the person comfortably and finally got the chance to sleep in the same bed with him at night.

That night, Mo Heng happily hugged the person he loved most, listening to the other's steady breathing, and felt that there was nothing more beautiful than this.

But in his dream, he dreamed about the collapse of the world again, but this time, there were some more things in the dream.

He seemed to be flying in the air, flying across the entire continent.

He watched as the dwarven city of steel collapsed with a thunderous roar. This once impenetrable fortress was now reduced to shattered ruins. The city was deserted, and only the echoes echoing through the ruins spoke of its desolation.

Seeing the depths of the ocean, the mermaids' songs were no longer melodious, but had turned into wails. They were bound in heavy shackles, losing their freedom. Their scales had lost their luster, and tears flowed from their eyes, condensing into blood-red pearls that scattered on the seabed.

He saw the orc warriors stripped of their former glory. Once fearless beasts, stripped of their dignity, forced back into animal form, becoming mounts for the humans. These once-mighty warriors could only roar in low voices, their eyes filled with humiliation and anger.

Looking at the Alvin Forest, this forest that was once full of vitality is now just a desolate land. The tallest sacred tree has no green leaves, and only its branches are still supporting the sky of the past.

Mo Heng noticed an elf standing beside the sacred tree. His hair was withered, and his eyes had lost their former brilliance. The elf took one last look at the withered sacred tree behind him, then transformed into an element and disappeared into the wasteland.

He couldn't see the elf's face clearly, but he saw his long silver hair and emerald green eyes, exactly the same as the elf he loved deeply.

This sent a wave of panic welling up in Mo Heng's heart. He tried to reach out and touch the spirit, but found he couldn't reach it. He could only watch helplessly as it vanished, unable to do anything. The light, transformed into an element, passed through his palm, leaving no trace.

Mo Heng woke up from his sleep with a start. Everything in the dream was so real that it made him feel uneasy. He couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

It was as if he had witnessed everything from the perspective of a dream.

"Hoo..." The sound of gentle breathing brought Mo Heng back to reality. The person he loved was still by his side. It was just a dream.

Mo Heng gently gathered the person who was still sleeping beside him into his arms.

If the dissipated spirit in the dream was really Chu Jun, Mo Heng couldn't imagine whether he would go crazy. He might even take the whole world with him.

Whether this dream was a prophecy of the past or not, it no longer mattered to Mo Heng. Mo Heng could not bear the possibility of losing Chu Yun.

He must find the root of what is happening and stop it.