there is a dragon lying

When Ruan Xingzhou and Qianji arrived at the Jieyao Club, the several Republic of China buildings that seemed to overlap in space were shrouded in dim light, bringing an ominous smell of panic.

Fear can be smelled out.

The former Ruan Xingzhou might not have this ability, but under the influence of the dragon egg, he could smell it keenly. Ruan Xingzhou stopped and looked up at the man beside him.

Qianji's complexion was also not very good, and he walked quickly into the Jieyao club.

The lively place in the past is now quiet, even the little monsters at the front desk are gone, Ruan Xingzhou followed Qianji and went straight upstairs, and only saw a few sporadic monsters outside Junhua's office when he got upstairs.

They bowed their heads in silence, huddled close together in silence, and some of them nestled into the arms of their kind, trembling uncontrollably, muttering something in a low voice. In Ruan Xingzhou's eyes, they seemed like a group of poor rabbits trying to survive the cold winter.

Ruan Xingzhou frowned after turning a group of demons into such a miserable state. What happened to the Demon Society?

"Dragon Lord? It's the Dragon Lord!" The little demon approaching the stairway found them and called out to their companions in surprise, their dark gray eyes glowing.

The monster, who was still holding a part of his own prototype, was startled, then turned his head quickly in surprise, as if he had found a backbone he could rely on, and squeezed closer.

"Dragon Lord..."

"Lord Dragon Lord..."

Qianji stood sideways in front of Ruan Xingzhou to separate the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on? Where are the Junhua people?"

"Calm down!" A cat-eared young man frowned and pushed away the little demon who wanted to lean on Qianji, he stared at Qianji: "Master Long Jun, go to the end of the corridor, Lord Junhua is waiting for you, Jie Yao The club is no longer safe, someone broke into the Jieyao club and killed many of our fellow clansmen to take away the demon pills, even the wolf smoke... please hurry up!"

'It's a cat again. '

When Ruan Xingzhou stared at the two black cat tails swaying behind the young man with cat ears, a voice suddenly said this in his heart.

Ruan Xingzhou: "???"

Oh wow.

I have hallucinations?

Ruan Xingzhou blinked and rubbed his ears.

"I see." Qianji lowered his face.

Ruan Xingzhou, who was still thinking about whether he had been dreaming too much recently, was led by Qianji past the restless monsters, and strode towards the end of the corridor, where there was a room used as a medical room and research room.

It is a place where Junhua, who has the ability to heal, often stays.

A defensive barrier was drawn on the reddish-brown wooden door, Qianji paused, and stretched out his hand to emit golden-red spiritual power to print on it.

Ruan Xingzhou's eyes just landed on it——

'Wood, sorcery. '

Half a second after the complicated enchantment was unlocked, a complete and complex enchantment technique appeared in front of him along with the voice in his head.

"..."

Ruan Xingzhou thought for a while with a slumped face, and began to reflect on why he didn't turn on the light when he went to the toilet last night.

He tugged on Qianji's sleeve, when Qianji took the time to bow his head.

Ruan Xingzhou (dead fish eye) said: "I may be possessed by a ghost."

"..."

Ruan Xingzhou pursed his lips and thought for a while before adding: "I'm still a ghost who likes to be a narrator."

"ghost?"

"Ah."

Qianji glanced at his body, but found nothing unusual. Just as he was about to say something, the door just opened, and a strong smell of blood rushed out instantly. Qianji's face changed, and he pursed his lips and walked in.

'The smell of demon blood, it's dying. '

That voice appeared again.

Standing at the door, Ruan Xingzhou silently took out the Archbishop lotion from his pocket and sprayed it on his face: "Amen." After thinking about it, he added: "Amitabha."

"........."

Combining Chinese and Western can still play like this? !

After chanting Amitabha, Ruan Xingzhou felt that the voice had disappeared, and judged again that he should be possessed by a ghost.

Let Qianji take a look later, Ruan Xingzhou thought.

When he walked into the room, the smell of blood entered his nostrils first, and then Ruan Xingzhou saw two huge, fluffy white wolves, one nested on the ground, with its long wolf mouth resting on Junhua's feet, one Lying on his side on the hospital bed, the white fur on his lower abdomen was already wet with blood, the blood kept flowing down from his lower abdomen, the white sheet on the hospital bed was soaked through, and the viscous liquid formed a puddle along the iron rod on the ground... …

It's wolf smoke.

The two wolves were obviously the same, but for some reason, Ruan Xingzhou smelled out the injured wolf, the younger brother of the lazy wolf brothers.

Wolf Smoke's body heaved very obviously due to the rapid panting, his blue eyes were narrowed into slits, and the surroundings of the eye sockets were black, as if painted with black eyeliner.

The azure blue lost its usual beautiful luster, and he stared blankly at a certain place.

Junhua's hand was placed on it, and the light green light engulfed Junhua's healing spiritual power and poured into Langyan's body continuously, trying to maintain its life.

Ruan Xingzhou's nose shrugged, and he could smell the fresh smell of vegetation after the rain had passed from the blood.

'That's the smell of fairy grass, and it's also the taste of Junhua's body. '

The corner of Ruan Xingzhou's mouth twitched, he took out the holy water from his pocket and slapped it on his face twice, put the small watering can in his pocket, then raised his hand and made a sign of the cross on his forehead and chest.

"Amen."

"I'm not a fucking ghost!"

Ah, talking again.

Holy water doesn't seem to be working.

Ruan Xingzhou's pink lips curled down, his dark eyes rolled up impatiently at the corners of his eyes - he rolled his eyes, but soon returned to his usual serious face.

The voice paused, and then roared angrily in Ruan Xingzhou's head: "Did you mock me just now!" '

"NO, I have not."

'You fucking obviously have it!I've seen that blind eye! '

"You read it wrong." The corner of Ruan Xingzhou's mouth curled up slightly, making a standard presidential smirk

'impossible!I'm in your body, I fucking obviously felt that you disliked me just now! '

"Oh, then you still ask, tsk."

'...you actually tsk me? !You, a dead-faced man with a negative EQ, dare to tsk me! ? '

Facts have proved that there is nothing in this world that Mr. Ruan dare not do. Hearing the words negative emotional intelligence and facial paralysis, Ruan Xingzhou's face changed, his eyes sank, and his handsome face tightened happily.

"I just tut, tut tut tut tut!"

'…………'

The voice stopped talking, and it was unclear whether it was rendered speechless by the childish revenge, or was already so angry that he was already ascended to heaven. Without the automatic explanation in his ears, Ruan Xingzhou turned his attention back to Qianji and Junhua.

"That person has the same golden vertical pupils and powerful demon power as you. He captured the little demons working in the demon club and mixed into the enchantment. Before I could react, he killed several demon clans in an instant."

"Golden vertical pupils." Qianji smiled half-smile: "You never doubted me?"

"I suspected it, but it's impossible. Your bad temper and overly upright character are inversely proportional to your villainous face!"

Qianji raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Junhua's elegant and gentle face was covered with tiny beads of sweat. He couldn't stop the spiritual power in his hand, but while stabilizing Langyan's injury, he quickly said to Qianji: "All the little monsters who were killed were killed with one move. Dan was taken out, and the beacon fire and wolf smoke are wolf demons with a keen sense of smell, so they went down earlier than me."

"After I go down, Langyan has already..." There is an extremely gloomy gloomy light in his usually smiling eyes, Junhua stared at his subordinates and said coldly, "He took away Langyan's demon pill and left a piece of paper. The note breaks the barrier and escapes. Only I can stay for such an injury to have the possibility of healing. Fenghuo and Langyan are special twin wolves, life and ability can be shared. He shared his demon pill with Langyan , so it also changed back to the prototype.”

The golden vertical pupil moved away from his friend's face and landed on the sleeping giant white wolf at his feet, brewing a storm.

"I didn't find any strange monster power when I came here." Qian Ji said.

"That's because he wears a magic weapon to hide spiritual power and smell!" Langyan's breathing gradually became steady, the wound stopped bleeding, and Junhua finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped sending spiritual power, and tiredly took out the note in his pocket and handed it to him. Qianji raised his head while talking.

"The note left by that person clearly stated that his purpose is your Dragon Ball, you—" Jun Hua's voice stopped abruptly after finally having time to look at his friend, and then his beautiful peach blossom eyes gradually widened , Brown pupils tightened into needles!

"Qianji... Where are you, your dragon ball... Where did your dragon ball go! Answer me!!!"

That always gentle face was distorted, he stood up and put his hands on Qianji's shoulders, and asked in a trembling voice almost out of composure!

Then, as if thinking of something, Junhua suddenly turned his head to look at Ruan Xingzhou, who was expressionless.

"On him? On him!" The interrogative sentence became an affirmative sentence, and he knew very well that there would be no other destination for Dragon Ball!

Junhua remembered that he asked Qianji about Ruan Xingzhou's physical condition and what Qianji said before.

Now everything is best explained,

"You are crazy, you are fucking crazy." Junhua muttered to himself, for the sake of a human being, he stripped his body of something more important than the heart and gave it to a fragile human being.

Even the monster clan who formed a bond would not be so reckless, unless they encountered a situation like beacon fire.

How stupid it is for the only remnant of the dragon clan to do such a thing.

"..."

Dragon ball on me? !

Ruan Xingzhou was startled, and looked at his dragon.

The shoulders were shaken vigorously, the dark red hair moved slightly, Qianji pressed Junhua's wrist, no emotion could be seen on the angular face: "My dragon ball is where it should be."

Junhua clenched the collar of Qianji, his eyes were red with anger: "The place where it should stay most is in your own body!" You are going to die, and the dragon clan will be extinct!

Qianji raised her head: "I have a sense of proportion."

"You have a fart!" Jun Hua was so pissed off by him.

Ruan Xingzhou, who was stiff at the door, blinked slowly, he quickly figured out the cause and effect, and the disappearance of those pains in his body these days, Qianji became more and more tired and silent.

He thought it was his dragon that was going to hibernate too...

Why are you so slow, why did you discover it so late!

Something hard and cold was stuffed into his heart, it was so cold and heavy, it made it difficult for him to breathe.

"What would happen without Dragon Ball?" Ruan Xingzhou asked Junhua blankly.

"How is it?" Junhua's eyes and expression were unfamiliar and cold, and he motioned him to look at the giant wolf on the bed: "That's it."

Ruan Xingzhou's face instantly turned pale like a ghost.

"Take it back...Take the Dragon Ball back, I don't want it!" Ruan Xingzhou's hands and feet were cold, his lips were trembling: "Qianji—"

"To shut up!"

Qianji pushed Junhua away, and carried the person who didn't realize that he was trembling into his arms with a stinky face, and his slow voice revealed a gentleness: "I am the Dragon Clan, but the Dragon Ball is temporarily placed on you. It’s just on my body, it won’t cause me any damage.”

Jun Hua, who was standing by the side, couldn't help but sneer: "Yes, but it's only a few hundred years of cultivation, and by the way, someone may kill him at any time."

"Junhua! You don't want any more leaves?!"

"Ha ha."

Ruan Xingzhou pressed his chest, unable to breathe, he looked up at Qianji's chin, Qianji also looked down at him, rubbing his big light brown hands on his back to comfort him.

"I don't want the Thousand Halberd Dragon Ball, you take it back!"

"why."

"Don't become like that, I can't bear it...I really..." Ruan Xingzhou, who suffers from emotional apathy, doesn't care about other people's misery, life and death, and can't empathize with those tears and joy. I even feel that life is just two words and a program.

The man in front of him is all his feelings, the tree of life that supports the sky in his incomplete world.

Confusion, sadness, and tears were too unfamiliar to Ruan Xingzhou, and he didn't even know what the hot thing was running across his face.

His eyes were red, and he stared stubbornly at the tall and handsome man.

Qianji took a deep breath, and pressed Ruan Xingzhou's head on his chest, and Ruan Xingzhou's drooping arms also hugged his dragon and his pillar tightly.

Jun Hua next to them turned around seeing them like this, with deep furrows between their brows.

Thousand Halberd lost Dragon Ball...

A powerful monster who is obviously hostile to Jieyaoshe and Qianji, plus the sudden appearance of Yun Chen...

Damn!

Awful!

[The author has something to say]: A classmate got the answer right!

Hey hey hey, it's Zongzi classmate.

Don't worry, Dragon Ball will unlock new skill points.

Thanks for the big reward!meme

@忭: I gave a trilobite x1 to "There Are Dragons Lying".