I'm already a waste dragon

The same Weng moved, but did not shed a tear.

He Shaoqing, who has always had no sympathy for the weak, couldn't help but like Xue Liang, ruffled the black hair on Cen Mian's drooping head, and gave the boy who raised his head a smile of approval.

"My car." He Shaoyu, who had been walking in front without making a sound, took off his sunglasses, turned around and yelled at He Shaoqing unhappily.

He Shaoqing gave him a meaningful look, and first used his teacher card to swipe open the glass door of the parking lot: "Qingyue was cheated by me a long time ago, come in and get it."

...Where is this going?As if he had just completed a major event in life that he didn't even dare to think about, Cen Mian's already confused expression became more confused, and he turned his head sideways to look at He Shaoyu who was unbuttoning his suit.What are your thighs doing?

Cen Mian's nose was slightly red, and his chin was still bruised. Seeing the stupid expression on his face, He Shaoyu's frowning eyebrows eased, he threw the suit jacket to Cen Mian, and walked into the parking lot with long legs.

Cen Mian hugged the suit that was still warm, and looked at He Shaoyu's arrogant back in puzzlement, until the other party realized that he hadn't followed, turned around and frowned at him, and opened his mouth to yell at him, then followed in.

... The black word "campus" in memory has a brighter color in Cen Mian's dictionary.

Chapter Twelve The Second Night

In the evening of spring, there was a gust of wind, and the orange street lights were turned on early.Under the street lights, men and women who came back from the bathroom carried baskets and stepped on slippers, and walked leisurely until——

"Wow——slow down——" A howl pierced the silence of the school road, and the students looked back, only seeing the backs of the driver on the black locomotive and the owner of the howling behind.Is dog abuse in school so open and aboveboard now, the students thought silently.

But the truth is this-

"Hey, this road was my favorite when I was going to school." The speed of the car slowed down, and Cen Mian loosened his grip on He Shaoyu's waist, looking at the familiar road with emotion.

"Over there, that's where the canteen is, oh, you can't look at your thighs, just focus on the road." Cen Mian was clearly flustered and noisy today.

"Don't make noise, I want to drive." He Shaoyu exhaled the gas skillfully, and the black locomotive suddenly accelerated and rushed out, feeling Cen Mian's tightly clasped hands instantly, and the corners of his eyebrows raised arrogantly.

However, Cen Mian couldn't see the expression under his helmet, and even if he could see it, Cen Mian probably didn't have that thought, because he was busy screaming: "Aw-wow-could you squeak your thighs before you speed up! Please! You ah ah!"

Amidst Cen Mian's howling, the black locomotive stopped with a "squeak", leaving a long brake mark on the ground.

...Thigh, are you trying to destroy the corpse?Cen Mian looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, and the subtle ferocity on his face with impeccable thighs.

"Where is the staff dormitory?" He Shaoyu said in an unhappy voice.

"...Ah?" Upon receiving the unexpected answer, Cen Mian looked at the fierce expression on her thigh in astonishment, tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, so as not to smile.

...You can't laugh, if you laugh, you will really be destroyed.No, it's still unexpectedly cute.

"Where is the faculty dormitory!" Seeing Cen Mian's stupid face with cramps, He Shaoyu frowned and said through gritted teeth.

Seeing the suddenly enlarged face in front of him, Cen Mian shrank his head back, took out his mobile phone and searched it, lowered his head and guided in a low voice: "The navigation said, you should turn left at the intersection just now, um, turn left Turn straight and go straight and you should be there——ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

***

After tossing all the way, I finally arrived at the faculty dormitory smoothly.

Cen Mian looked at a house that was many times more luxurious than his previous dormitory, and it was still a two-bedroom.Thinking about the principle of "not sleeping with others" and his senior brother's request for accommodation, Cen Mian automatically and consciously walked into the room next to He Shaoyu.

... What a big, luxurious bed, this is kingsize, who will tell him what those messy chains, handcuffs, candles and leather whips are, props? Hey!Cen Mian looked dumbfounded at the medieval chandelier and furnishings in the room, as well as the pile of unknown objects on the bed.

"Why are you going to He Shaoqing's room!" He half opened the door, He Shaoyu stared at him impatiently, seeing Cen Mian's still stupid look, shouted: "Come in! Do it! Stand there and wait for Sao Fox tonight Did you smell your scent when you entered the house?"

"...Just, just come." Cen Mian watched the domineering back of the thigh disappear at the door of the room, stuttered in fright, and carefully pushed the door open and entered.

...It turned out to be two beds.Cen Mian looked at the two beds that were very far apart in the spacious room, and felt relieved, shaking his head to get rid of what he saw just now.

As if fed up with the suit on his body, He Shaoyu opened the closet, took the prepared clothes and went into the bathroom.Looking at the darkening sky outside the window, Cen Mian thought that his senior brother and He Shaoqing would be back soon, and his thighs would have to take a shower later, so he plunged into the kitchen and studied the refrigerator in He Shaoqing's teaching staff dormitory.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Cen Mian dug out small pieces of meat, tofu, shiitake mushrooms, half a carp, potatoes, lotus root, and mung beans who didn't know when.Looking at the vegetables in the refrigerator, as well as the newly bought oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, he thought that Young Master He had expected that he and his senior brother would stay here early.

... This smiling peacock is more dangerous than a fierce thigh.Shaking off the resentment that fell into the pit in his heart, Cen Mian washed vegetables, cut vegetables, adjusted sauces, heated the pot, and skillfully prepared a table of dishes in a short while.

Part of the tofu was fried, and it was cooked with shiitake mushrooms to make stewed tofu with shiitake mushrooms, and the seasoned stewed meat was made with potatoes and tofu to make stewed tofu with potatoes.Thinking that Xue Liang likes spicy food, Cen Mian specially prepared a small dish to add spicy food.Although he has no interest in eating his own kind, he still made the carp into the sweet and sour carp that his thighs like.

Taking out a spoon to fill a small bowl of mung bean and lotus root soup, Cen Mian tasted it, and the warm steam made the whole body feel comfortable.After laying out the dishes, the bored Cen Mian looked at the hour hand that was already pointing to nine o'clock, and naturally lowered his head and pushed open the closed door——

"Thighs, do you want to eat...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Cen Mian quickly closed the door with a "touch", and stretched out her hands to cover her eyes in panic, the red from the base of her neck all the way to her cheeks.

... It's been an hour, why are you still not wearing clothes on your thighs!Cen Mian's heart was still thumping loudly in his chest, and the scene that was not suitable for children just now was still playing repeatedly in his mind with his heartbeat. This shit must have been banned for [-] years!woo woo woo woo!

"What do you eat?" He Shaoyu took a panoramic view of Cen Mian's blushing and stupid actions, looked at him with a half-smile, then suddenly put down the clothes he was holding, and asked with his head turned.

...Damn it, didn't he close the door!Why, it's still so, loud, loud.There was a gap in Cen Mian's hands covering his eyes, He Shaoyu was still only wearing a narrow towel, and a drop of water was sliding down the deep groove in the middle of the graceful back, happily gliding across his waist and buttocks, along the Landing on the ground with her long straight legs, she enjoyed He Shaoyu's extreme sexiness emanating from his bones.

... Horse eggs, foul, woo woo woo woo.Cen Mian felt like his heart was running wild, rushing against his chest.The head gave instructions to the fingers, but why couldn't they sew them together again?Woohoo, there must be something wrong with him.

"Do you want to eat, babies? I see... there is food!" Xue Liang's rippling voice came, and the wooden door opened in response. Seeing the indoor scene, Xue Daxian smiled very knowingly: "It's okay, you continue."

……wait wait wait!brother!Not what you see!Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

***

The four of them ate a "harmonious" dinner with an unprecedented atmosphere, and Cen Mian was the first to pack the dishes and rush into the kitchen, unable to bear it any longer.

...it's really, really good!shame!shame!up!Cen Mian lowered his head and rubbed the bowl vigorously, as if trying to rub off the paint on the porcelain bowl.

"I've checked. Those girls did buy candy at noon, and they all registered signs of plague in the school hospital afterwards. It's just that the administration suppressed this matter, so there was no large-scale search." Xue Liang He looked at Cen Mian, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and saw He Shaoyu, who was flipping through the medical records with arrogance, smiling like a crooked moon with his foxy eyes.

"'When the day is right, slaughter the city' sounds like a scam." He Shaoqing said intriguingly, stirring the coffee in his cup.

"Where's Xue Zhu?" He Shaoyu, who was looking through the medical records, suddenly stopped and raised his head to ask Xue Liang.

"It's okay, there is no sign of getting sick at all, and he is alive and kicking." The corners of Xue Liang's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile: "So, this plague is still aimed at women."

"Besides, what does the plague have to do with the diving pool? It's turned into this?" He Shaoyu threw the portrait that Cen Mian made for the proprietress on the table, pointed at the face that was not like a mortal, with coldness in his eyes.

"I'm going to ask Cen Mian about this." He Shaoqing seemed to see his cousin taking the bait, and turned his long eyes to stare at Cen Mian in the kitchen.

...Fuck, what does it matter to him!If he is not a first-class good citizen like this, are there still good people in this world!Cen Mian, who had been listening with his ears up all the time, turned his head and looked at the three of them warily.It wasn't until Xue Liang waved to him that he walked over in small steps anxiously, and sat down in a daze, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

He Shaoqing opened his notebook on the table, and the power gradually recovered. The gloomy monitoring screen of the reservoir was still on the screen, but there was a familiar face on it, which was Zisang.

The moonlight hit the girl's face dismal, and she was still wearing the dress she often wore, but her face was full of resentment, not like a plague, but like a curse.

"...Brother Juan said that Zisang is cursed." Seeing the deceased familiar soul, Cen Mian shrank back, subconsciously not wanting to look at it, but his back slightly arched in fear was imprisoned by He Shaoyu, unable to Backing away again, the hot body temperature on the broad palm gave him the courage to continue watching with his eyes open.

"Well, I agree, but the key point is still below." Seeing Cen Mian's trembling reaction, He Shaoqing couldn't bear it, so he continued.

As if knowing the location of the camera, the girl stood on the dam of the reservoir, and suddenly turned her head, her face almost filling half of the screen, her eyes were filled with coerced despair, her dry and peeling lips opened and closed——

"Reverse scale."

Cen Mian is more sensitive to the shape of her mouth than anyone else, because this is not the first "person" who asked him for such a thing.

As if being there, watching the girl being pushed down the bottomless pitch-black reservoir by an invisible hand, Cen Mian couldn't get rid of the girl's eyes in his mind, goosebumps crawled all over his back along his spine, he couldn't bear it He closed the notebook with a snap, unable to bear to watch the rest of the video.

He Shaoqing, who had achieved his goal, did not comment on this, looked at his cousin's gloomy face with deep eyes, looked at Cen Mian and said, "Tomorrow is February [-], the dragon raises its head, and the insects wake up. Fei will definitely act. "

Cen Mian opened his mouth in bewilderment, as if anticipating what he meant, but he couldn't say no to it, his round eyes showed a bit of grievance and fear, more helpless.

"Mianmian, don't be afraid, the three of us are here, you will be fine. Just think about it, go to the canteen, and the brother will pick you up." Xue Liang's way of comforting others has not changed a bit from ten years ago, the fox There is a bewitching light in his eyes.

What happened in the past day was replayed in Cen Mian's mind like a revolving lantern, and the last frame was fixed on Zisang's desperate eyes asking for help.He was familiar with that look, but he had never seen it in the eyes of Zisang who was as proud as a little goddess.

He used to be a good-for-nothing trash, that's right, but when he took the first step to confess the ghost car to He Shaoqing, after nearly dying in the ghost car's body, he felt that everything was not so bad, he thought. His hands touched the temperature of the soul directly, making him believe that maybe, maybe he can change.

"...Okay." Cen Mian agreed weakly, but his voice was firm.

It's true that he is a useless piece of wood, but how could he, how could he turn his back on those who needed him.What he didn't want, from ten years ago to now, he didn't want to see anyone die in front of him while he was at a loss.

***

...Ahhhhh!Still very scared!What did he promise? ! !In the room with the warm night light on, Cen Mian lay on his small bed, rolling carefully, not wanting to wake up his thighs, but only rolling could relieve the fear that made him breathless.

"This set is too small. Mine is too big. I can't wear it. Do you understand? Look, it's broken. It's broken before you even start it." Xue Liang's critical voice separated It came from the wall, but it was very clear.

...What the hell? !The sound insulation is too bad.No, Cen Mian remembered what he saw in He Shaoqing's room today, senior brother, you guys are too filthy!Whoooo!Have you ever considered how the people next door feel!

"Damn it! Roll the sheets and get out of here, I want to sleep!" He Shaoyu's irritable voice came from the quilt next door.

...It's over, the thigh was woken up, and the third world war is still about to happen.Woo, Cen Mian retracted her head into the bed.

"What's the bed sheet? You're so dirty, Mr. He, I'm wearing gloves, hurry up and trash the peacock, and give me the size 8, the 7.5 is too small."

...It's as if it's true.Cen Mian couldn't sleep even more because of the noise, turned over quietly in bed, but found that his chest seemed to be pierced by something, took it out and looked, it turned out to be the snow wave paper, which appeared in front of him as if he had to see it. Under the covers.

Trying not to make a sound, taking several deep breaths, Cen Mian's eyes were reddened by what he saw under the dim light——

"Xiao Mian, if I leave, don't blame yourself, please take care of Ah Liang."

The flowing handwriting is exactly the same as what he saw in his homework every day, and a unique golden mask is drawn next to it.The belated forgiveness made Cen Mian suppressed for a day, or the tears that had been suppressed for ten years finally slipped from his eyes, one after another, along the bridge of his nose and across his cheeks silently, soaking the pillow.

Not wanting to disturb He Shaoyu, Cen Mian held her breath hard, opened her mouth to take a breath carefully, then closed her mouth without sobbing, and moved her blocked nose gently.

"Beep—beep—" the playful Weibo prompt sounded out in the quiet room, so frightened that Cen Mian forgot to cry, quickly dragged the phone into the bed, turned the volume to mute, and listened for a long time to confirm that his thighs were intact. After being woken up, I turned on my phone to watch.

Cen Mian's red eyes widened in confusion due to the piles of red message reminders below, he didn't post on Weibo today.

Cen Mian sniffed softly, clicked in and took a look, all of them were reposts and a Weibo about his number one archangel "Dragon Lady" by @他——

"Mrs. Long: I went out on business today and picked up a painting. The style of the painting looks like Mrs. Long Aotian! But this person is a bit of a lotus root! @龙艾天[doge][cute]"

There are already tens of thousands of comments below, and Cen Mian slipped a little hot comment, all of which are——

"Netizen A: Damn! Isn't this our wife's painting style! This psoas muscle! This abdominal muscle! This chest! This pose! It's a foul!

Netizen B: prprprprprpr, obviously very handsome! [doge] This time the drawing is the most handsome! [I'm going to tear down the Lion Fox CP!This goes well with both lions and foxes!

Netizen C: Why do you just lick it? No one cares about my wife's painting after picking it up. It's so fateful, confess to Madam [Netizen D: Drip!The hole is deep! "

...Meow meow, isn't this the business sketch he drew in the car this morning? !Why didn't he know that "Lady Dragon" was in the same city as him?And he didn't want to lick his thighs for everyone!woo woo woo woo!

Cen Mian clicked on the one that made the noise just now @——

"Ao'anshan Little Veiled Baby V: I haven't finished the painting! Mrs. Longaotian [doge], this beauty looks like @赵少玉V. I believe this beauty will definitely not match with a lion and fox, right [cute, sure] It is hidden by the wife, otherwise how could it not be published. [Thinking] Well, looking at this posture, it should be that the beauty first served the wife with her tongue, making the wife want to stop, and then told her lovesickness, and then they went crazy... I figured out the car myself, and it was all forced out by you painters who drive halfway.”

...Brother Juan, I beg you, don't hurt me like this!Cen Mian bit her lip to keep from screaming, clicked on Brother Juan's repost, and saw the freshest like - He Shaoyu V.

... who will tell him it's just a dream.It's not true, it's not true, it's definitely not true, right!Madan!Or just ordered!Ahhhhh!Although I don't understand why!But he wanted to scream!Desperate!He is desperate for this world where random sketches can be picked up and Aite himself!

Cen Mian covered his face with his hands and rolled the quilt and rolled silently. After rolling for a long time, he got his head out of the quilt pile, looked at He Shaoyu's quiet bed opposite him, and sent a private message to "Madam Long" with his hands. ——

"Long Aotian V: Big baby, what a coincidence, I was picked up by you XD~ Although I am very embarrassed, can you please delete the picture just now, because it is a commercial manuscript QAQ will draw it for you alone next time~ Thank you You ~ [love]"

Putting down the phone, he exhaled in the quilt pile. After being tossed so much, Cen Mian's tears just now flew away, and the deep-seated fear was also diluted by the ups and downs.

Drowsiness gradually came over, Cen Mian leaned on the dried up pillow and fell asleep with his head tilted.

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①Fei: Living in Mount Tai, it looks like a cow, with a white head, one eye, a snake tail, and a beast of plague.

②February [-] was called the Zhonghe Festival in ancient times, commonly known as the dragon raising its head.According to folklore, the second day of the second lunar month is the day when the Dragon King, who is in charge of clouds and rain in the sky, raises his head. From then on, the rain will gradually increase.The so-called "dragon raises its head" means that after hibernation, all insects start to wake up.So the saying goes, "On February [-], when the dragon raises its head, scorpions and centipedes will show their heads. Therefore, this day is also called the Spring Dragon Festival."

Chapter Thirteen: Fright at the Bottom of the Lake

The blood-red feathers swirled all over the sky and slowly sprinkled down. On the carved nanmu chair, the delicate woman in the red feather cheongsam closed her eyes and sat quietly in the chair. A strand of long black hair slanted across it, which is difficult to express in words. Her face and her still posture are like a god that cannot be profaned, and the oriental pearl on her chest is like herself, exuding soft brilliance.

...This is the most normal and beautiful dream he has ever had, Cen Mian thought as he looked at the proprietress who was sleeping motionless.In the next second, he was screamed by the cold snake tail rolled up from his neck——

The face of the cute white-haired little boy moved closer along the tighter and tighter tail. There was only one huge pupil in the place of the eyes on the face, which was watery but very penetrating. In the abyss, the mouth was as bright as red feathers all over the sky, and he said, "Help me."

This is the second time he heard this sentence, Cen Mian remembered Zisang's hoarse, jammed tape calling for help, and he took two steps back helplessly, goosebumps appearing on his skin.

The child wrapped his tail around him and was driven by his movements. The expression on his face seemed to be pained, but he just looked at him in place. The tail that was pulled away by him made a "swoosh" as if being pulled back by an invisible giant hand. in situ.

...Looks like being imprisoned by the proprietress.Seeing the painful expression on the child's face, Cen Mian trembled with fear and fear, wondering if he should go back and give him a soothing touch.

"Gulu" is like the sound of water flowing from the floor, from far to near.

"Gululu" The sound of water getting louder and louder seems to be around, under your feet, everywhere, and you feel it with your heart, but you can't catch a trace of water.

As soon as he shifted his attention, Cen Mian felt a cold and wet feeling all over his body, like, like being soaked in water by MadeIn!Cen Mian raised her head in panic, the white-haired child, the proprietress in the red-feathered cheongsam, and the sky full of red feathers behind her were all distorted and fluctuating like waves of water!

"A Tu." The proprietress's melodious voice penetrated the entire boundless waters and reached Cen Mian's mind like a spring.

Those red feathers all over the sky did not fall down in a whirl, but were pushed along with the current, and finally got sucked into the vortex, becoming sea mud in the ocean so low that the sun can't be seen!

Cen Mian looked at the sun that was fading away from his fingertips. It turned out that it wasn't the sun rising, but that he was slowly sinking and sinking with the spinning red feathers...

"Expansion——" The rough sound of closing the door dragged Cen Mian out of the dream.

...It's morning.Cen Mian was blinded by the light from the drawn curtains, and his thoughts were still in the dreamland. Seeing the messy quilt opposite and the back of He Shaoyu disappearing behind the bathroom door, Cen Mian remembered last night with his thighs. slept in one room.

...So the sound of the bathroom door being slammed just now was due to my thighs getting angry in bed, right?Is it really okay to directly show the ugliness of the depths of human nature that I don't understand!

Refusing to face the thighs that had just woken up, Cen Mian sprang up from the bed, dressed quickly, and folded two quilts, but before rushing out the door, he was stunned by the corpse of his sketchbook——

The page where I drew the portrait of the proprietress yesterday disappeared out of thin air, replaced by ashes that were still glowing in the trash can.

...what the hell was his thigh doing before he got up.

"Mianmian, are you alright? It's almost noon, we should set off." Xue Daxian said with his slightly haggard handsome face poking in through the crack of the door, looking at the blindfolded Cen Mian.

"...Ah, okay, come right away." As if finally remembering today, oh no, what kind of horror he will face in a while, Cen Mian knows fear, like when walking a tightrope, fear uses a sharp knife, "Swoosh " Scratching the thin, rusty steel wire under his feet, the heart constricted in his chest, making it painful and suffocating.

Silently bowing his head, he tightly tied the transparent suppressor on his wrist, Cen Mian comforted himself, the proprietress would not see it.

***

At noon, the sun was high, and the students after class came out of the teaching building, and many of them went straight to the two canteens not far from Cen Mian.

Cen Mian stood in the formation under Xue Liang, looking at the students passing by all around, as if everyone was separated from him by a layer of single-sided glass, and he could see them, but the other party knew nothing about his existence Know.Even the wind and sound from the outside world seemed to have stopped in Daxian's formation.

"It's a quarter past noon, Mianmian, let's go." Sitting on a tree trunk several meters away, Xue Liang was pinching the formula with his hands, and his nine big fluffy tails were swaying from time to time.

"...but, Officer He hasn't come back yet." Cen Mian looked at the small shop that was gradually taking shape not far away, turned his head away shyly, and said to Xue Liang in a low voice.

"I don't care about him, it's okay if I can't find that woman, it's just a scorpion, I can't handle it, don't worry." Xue Liang couldn't see the canteen, but saw Cen Mian's changing pupils, and comforted him .

... No, he thought about it, but he still couldn't accept it!

Cen Mian looked at the proprietress who appeared in the distance, she seemed to have known that he was coming, her beautiful eyes were looking forward, and her eyes seemed to fall on the bleeding lips he bit yesterday.The silhouettes and voices of the students gradually faded away, and the dark red water came out of nowhere, covered the base of the canteen, and gradually meandered in the direction of Cen Mian, and the whole formation was filled with a muddy smell.Cen Mian almost didn't cry out.

Even though the air was terribly stenchy, Cen Mian took a few deep breaths uncontrollably, almost choking.Feeling the urging eyes of his senior brother, apart from fear, Cen Mian felt a little more excitement in his heart. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, trying to use this movement to relieve his legs that were weakened by fear. He took two steps forward, looking Seeing the meandering blood, it retreated again, and couldn't help looking at the thigh behind him pitifully——

"Thigh, I want to discuss something with you."

He Shaoyu was leaning against the tree trunk with the ancient knife in his hand, turning a blind eye to the majestic blood in the air and the gaze of the proprietress in the distance. Looking at Cen Mian, the corners of his eyebrows were raised: "Let go."

"Yes, can you, come with me." Cen Mian lowered his head timidly as if he had asked something too much, and said in a low voice, and added at the end: "...as long as, as long as you follow from afar OK."

"Gulu" The voice that I only heard in my dream in the early morning rang in Cen Mian's ears, but he couldn't tell which direction it was coming from.

As if sensing danger, the blood burst up like a living tongue and came towards Cen Mian's back.He Shaoyu frowned, put away the ancient knife, pulled Cen Mian away from the direction of the blood, and yelled at him: "Tsk, if you don't go, I will follow! A dragon is worse than a worm! Fei is smarter than you, Knowing that he is on the opposite side, you still leave your back to the enemy! When you are sold, do you still have to count the money?!"

...What does this have to do with him being sold by others?Cen Mian thought innocently, somehow she was not so afraid.

Seeing the direction in which my thigh was pulling me, I became more and more certain that my thigh hadn't seen the commissary, or could my thigh be lost?

Boldly pulling He Shaoyu back and running to the canteen, letting his thighs beside him use an ancient knife to wipe out the rampaging blood, Cen Mian even explained in a low voice: "...Fai is not as smart as me, he still can't get out of other people's lines What about the law." Under the words, he was completely unaware that he had marked "Fei" out of the list of "enemies".

He Shaoyu looked at Cen Mian's performance that had changed dramatically from before, and sneered, "It sounds like you know him very well."

"I, I only dreamed about him this morning, and in the dream he still..." As he got closer to the canteen, the blood flowing all over the sky was denser than the way he came from. When Cen Mian turned around, he could no longer see the scenery of the campus. His eyes were bright red, and his face was covered in blood from another blood line that was almost on his face.

"What are you talking about..." He Shaoyu blocked the blood line with a knife, but this time he didn't directly bounce it away like the previous few times.The blood thread seems to have a sense of reality, sticky and elastic winding up the ancient knife, cutting continuously.

Didn't hear the thigh's next words, Cen Mian's vision was as dark as fragments from the blood line wrapped around the ancient knife, but his wrist could feel the thigh's hand still holding him tightly, as loose as an iron hoop open.

"Gulu—Gulu—" It sounded like the bubbles of leaking water, the breathing sound of some kind of deep-sea creature, or...the sound in the ears when drowning, all directions.

"Ah, woo..." Cen Mian only had time to let out a whimper, and the next second he seemed to be in bottomless water, which was exactly the same as in the dream, except for the suffocation of losing oxygen and the ear canal The rumble of being filled with real water.

...Horse eggs!His human form can't swim aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahOhh Ohh ohh!

Surrounded by bone-chilling water, the water pressure oppressed the air in his lungs, Cen Mian couldn't help but opened his mouth, and the little oxygen left in his mouth turned into a few bubbles——

"Gollum-gollum-"

The piercing water pierced into his lungs along his open mouth, Cen Mian opened his eyes, and the water pierced in cold and stinging, but it was not as dirty as imagined——

The entire bottom of the water is like a sapphire that is transparent and gradually changing but bottomless. Pieces of creatures like red feathers are connected into lines, and they are like glowing rays of light in the water, forming layers of blood lines that shot down him and his thighs just now, flickering , rolling, clamoring.One is entangled with the other, and the source cannot be found, rolling and rushing towards them, causing the water pressure to rise and fall, and keep approaching them.

...the thigh, yes, the thigh fell with him!Where did he go!

As if responding to Cen Mian's nervousness, the scabbard of the ancient knife trembled savagely in the dense red feathers wrapped around Cen Mian's feet, and he lifted Cen Mian up against the water flow.

…No way, how could the thigh be inside, Cen Mian spit out the last air bubble from his mouth, his round eyes opened wide regardless of the pain, full of helplessness and fear, uncontrollable horror crawled all over him heart, more than the fear of death—

Binding Xiansuo, that is a binding Xiansuo.

The swaying red feathers revealed a gap with the water waves, and inside it was like a long, silver-white rope with no visible source, on which was the familiar pressure of the mountain god.But under the immortal rope, He Shaoyu's incomparably handsome face could be vaguely seen, and he was still holding the ancient knife tightly in his hand, but his face showed a weakness that Cen Mian had never seen before.

... He never thought that one day he would use the word "weak" to describe He Shaoyu.In his eyes, the opponent has always been so powerful that he can do anything.But the man who is the only one in the sky and the world is now at his feet, and he didn't even yell violently at his stupid behavior.

"Gululu—Gulu—" He couldn't feel a trace of air, and in the vacuum of water pressure, Cen Mian, whose face was blue, struggled with his last bit of strength, pulling the suppressor of his right hand vigorously with his left hand.

"Pa--ta--" The sound of the lock being released, that Cen Mian's most precious suppressor was torn off by him.

The suppressor slipped out of Cen Mian's wrist along the water flow, and gradually sank into the abyss.

With the disengagement of the suppressor and the stimulation of the strange water flow, the body of the little white dragon became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and silver-white dragon scales grew, and a slender white tail with a tuft of blue hair emerged. Finally, a little white dragon with small corals growing on its head emerged from Cen Mian's original pile of clothes.

The reborn Cen Mian is used to the feeling of breathing with his gills, he hasn't done this for many years, the last time he looked like this was before he was picked up.

The flexible long tail adjusted the direction, his body was only a few months' size of a leopard, but it was just convenient for him to get into the gaps of those layers of blood lines.

Swimming into the last layer of bloodline, Cen Mian saw He Shaoyu's body trapped by the immortal rope, and his face was already as blue and purple as before.

The little white dragon's dark vertical pupils were steamed, but the blood line was much tougher than before, resisting him as if alive, the little fleshy dragon's claws seemed to feel no pain, and exerted all their strength, Leng did not leave a trace, but his dragon scales and nails were overturned several times.

...why he is a piece of shit.Why should the thigh be so unlucky to let him be such a good-for-nothing.Xiaobailong looked at He Shaoyu's death-like expression, tears rolled out of his big eyes.

On the claws of the dragon that lost its nails, the dragon's blood scattered with the strange water waves. The bloodlines that smelled the smell seemed to sense the prey, and rushed up to surround the two of them.

The bold blood lines were in vain of Gu Cen Mian's previous efforts, entangled on Cen Mian and He Shaoyu one by one.It seems to eat the prey and digest it cleanly.

... You are not allowed to touch him!Little Bailong didn't know where the lonely courage came from. The small dragon's body and long tail entangled He Shaoyu desperately, and the blood-soaked dragon's claws slapped away the entangled blood lines, as if this would really escape the danger.

Watching those greedy strange creatures make human actions such as "sniff", "smell" and "drink", all for his blood.

"His blood."

Grasping the four words that flashed through his mind, as if inspired by something, Xiao Bailong struggled to free the little dragon claw that still had half a nail, and ruthlessly cut open the artery of his arm, at a speed never seen in his life. Before the dragon's blood gushed out, he fed the wound into He Shaoyu's mouth.

"Gollum-gollum-"

Xiao Bailong, who was almost exhausted, listened to the sound of blood pulsating with his own pulse, reluctantly hugged He Shaoyu, and carried the persistent and intensified attacks behind him, his vision gradually blurred, his weak eyelids slowly drooped, covering the slack vertical pupils live.

Xiao Bailong thought, he is not a good-for-nothing, nor is he a shrinking turtle.

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ovo Xiaobailong bravely saved his thigh, and it was finished in one go

(The author of Spicy Chicken is completely unaware that today is Qixi Festival!! I really forgot that I didn’t write candy, I’m so ashamed! I’ll send you a limited-time petting voucher for the original shape of the little white dragon 030 fish cubs Happy Qixi Festival~ I love you~

Chapter Fourteen: The Traveling Girl and the Fame

"You can't let the little white dragon go down!" He Shaoqing came late, with deep eyes, a rare smile on his face, and a rare embarrassment on his body.