there is a dragon lying

"Dragon resentment." Junhua glanced at Qianji and saw that he didn't care much, so he continued: "Actually, there are not only dragon resentments in this world, but also fox resentments. This kind of resentment is not only caused by dead dragons. Not to be reconciled, but after the Dharma-ending Era, the luck of the Dragon Clan was cut off. They were obviously divine beasts in charge of all living beings and the fate and vitality of the world, but in the end, under the control of Heaven's "have to die", the number of offspring was thin, the struggle continued, and finally the race was broken. Three people formed a group and many people became a group, and the dragon clan died suddenly and unexpectedly one after another, and finally it was said that it was the dragon clan...in fact, the meaning of "clan" has long since disappeared."

"There are tens of millions of people who are full of resentment in the subjugation of mankind, not to mention the powerful dragon clan. Dragons have dragon souls, and their souls linger after their bodies die. Sanhua turned into Dragon Resentment and brought disaster to the world. At that time, Qianji was the only remnant of the Dragon Clan. In order to prevent Dragon Resentment from taking his body, he hid his breath and practiced in secret. Trapping the thousand halberds in the dragon-locking formation, summoned the resentful souls of many dead dragons to devour and scramble."

Wei Duoye heard the scene of a group of giant dragons tearing up a red dragon to eat in his mind, and his back felt chills.

"Fuck, this woman is too ruthless, right?! Why do you have to do this? Could it be that the boss has a grudge against her?"

Thousands of golden vertical pupils turned to the corners of his eyes, and he glanced at him without saying a word.

Jun Hua smiled and said for him, "Of course not." In Jun Hua's eyes, since this little bald half-demon wanted Ruan Xingzhou to take care of him, and he had indeed fulfilled the duty of protecting the follower before, he was his own, so He told Wei Duoye about the grievances between Yunchen and Qianji.

After listening to it, Wei Duoye looked dazed, and muttered to himself as if opening the door to a new world: "Your Majesty is not sick, she is about to die!"

It's fine to ask for a favor, but the big boss can obviously ignore her, so it's hard to say whether it's kind or not. The key is that the big boss took care of this girl and raised her. Everyone respects her, and an outcast has become a glory Wealthy fairy, but she bit back and said: You should give it all...

What if it's me?Wei Duoye thought: At that time, she lost my mind!

"Junhua Xianjun, please continue." Wei Duoye urged him.

Junhua said: "Qianji is a famous dragon with a bad temper. When he saw that he was tied up...ahem, he was trapped."

The tall and tall Dragon Lord grinned, put away the dragon fire in his palm with a half-smile, Junhua laughed dryly, and stroked his hair. He is a monster in the shape of a fairy grassland, although he doesn't have Wei Duoye's hair every winter ( leaves) but also takes great pride in its long, thick hair.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have braids and headbands tied loosely, caressingly slung over her shoulders.

Qian Jibuli also teased his old friend, and said in a cold voice: "At that time, I found out that I was plotted against and I didn't want to be succeeded by them just like that, so I planned to die and die together."

"What Yun Chen didn't expect was that the resentful dragon soul really wanted a body, but the most important reason is that the dragon clan pays great attention to race and inheritance of blood, and so do many monster clans, so what they resent is that they can't continue being exterminated fate."

"The feeling of wandering around alone with nowhere to go is painful. Some people have lost their homes, but they still have their own kind, but they don't even have their own kind... It's like the world is destroyed, and you are the only one in the world, facing the dead silence every day I don’t know what I’m going to do next moment.”

A powerful and heroic destruction is always embarrassing.

Jun Hua smiled, then pursed his lips tightly and did not speak again.

And Wei Duoye is also a monster clan, and their bloodline and reproduction of the monster clan have also begun to decline recently, so he can feel the sadness that he feels.

The young Dragon Clan has a warrior-like sharp-edged and aggressive face. He is tall and handsome, with light brown skin and dark red totems all over his body. If you look carefully, you can find that they cover many old scars, as if he lived for a thousand years For a long time, time seemed to engrave history on him.

The golden vertical pupils were not focusing, Qianji lowered his eyes and looked forward, folded his hands on his chest and said calmly: "When I was determined to destroy, they stopped devouring, they didn't want the last blood of the dragon clan to disappear, so even if someone still remembers their Existence can't withstand the final demise, so they chose to compromise and merged into my dragon balls, which gave me a large part of my strength and could block fatal attacks for me at critical times. I also bear their sins in the world , was branded by Tiandao and caught in the world of painting, and was imprisoned for almost 1000 years."

Fortunately, the dragon has been complaining about doing evil for too long, and the invisible "Day of Heaven" has some scruples and did not pinch the last single seedling of the dragon clan.

Those dark red totems on Qianji’s body also come from this. This thing has advantages and disadvantages. The confinement is too annoying, and the fight is too fierce. put it or something.

Qianji's veins twitched when he heard it, and after so many years of gnashing his teeth, he wanted to find a random human to give birth to a dragon egg, and then let this group of idiots coax the child!

Junhua stroked his chin: "So Qianji gave the dragon ball to Xingzhou."

Wei Duoye continued: "Dragon Resentment followed the Dragon Balls to the gold master's father!"

Ruan Xingzhou lying on the bed: ... No wonder there was always something talking in his mind in those few days.

"So Qianji, do you know that the Dragon Resentment on the Dragon Ball can save Ruan Xingzhou's life for the dragon eggs?"

"Ah."

"Then why were you running so desperately back then?"

"..."

Facing the old friend's teasing smile, Qianji turned her head a little irritablely, and said stubbornly: "Human beings are too fragile after all..."

Jun Hua said with a smile that the bad-tempered old dragon was quite pleasant even when he was shy.

The paralyzed boat lying on the bed blinked, his chest felt soft, and his lower abdomen didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

The bald young man Wei Duoye stared at Junhua's hair greedily. When he heard that Long Yuan could block the fatal blow, he felt that Long Yuan was good. He touched his bald head and thought about why their pagoda trees didn't lose their hair in winter. What about resentment?

For example, baldness or something...

The three elders who had finished the topic of dragon grievances sat together and had nothing to talk about. After a while, Qianji couldn't stand Junhua's expression like a fox with eyes narrowed and smiling, so he stood up with a sullen face, and put away the small bench Well put aside.

"It's getting late, I'll go to Ruan Xingzhou and get the Dragon Ball back to find Jun Mang, Jun Hua."

Junhua looked at him: "I know, don't worry, I will take good care of him."

"Thank you." Qianji nodded.

He walked to the edge of the bed and leaned down to support the bed with his arms, lowered his head close to Ruan Xingzhou's lips, and when he was about to take out the dragon ball, Ruan Xingzhou pouted with his eyes closed.

Qianji: "..."

Mr. Ruan pouted again: Huh?Why didn't he kiss anymore?

Ruan Xingzhou secretly opened his eyes without any soft touch on his mouth. Those eyes were black and white, without any fuzzy appearance of just waking up. Thousand halberds.

"Are you awake?" Qianji sneered.

Ruan Xingzhou licked his lips, stared at him like a milk dog, and then closed his eyes cowardly.

I didn't wake up, I can still sleep!

Qianji squeezed his nose angrily and amusingly, and slowly bent down, his golden pupils were half closed, shining brightly, and his light-colored thin lips pressed down on the soft and tender lips of others, and then he did it. other actions.

His lips were rubbed, and it was a little itchy, and there was a smell of tobacco, and there was the rare gentleness and comfort of a man, and he said silently, don't be afraid.

Adam's apple slides.

Ruan Xingzhou closed his eyes and felt, sniffed the breath of Qianji's body, stretched out his hand and tightly grasped his skirt, and suddenly felt a little weak, not wanting to let him go.

Love softens the strong and softens the violent.

His gentle and dignified mother once said this to him. At that time, he was looking at the photo. The father in the photo was always very indifferent and cold looking at the camera when he was alone. When the man stood next to his wife and son in the photo, The corners of his tightly pursed lips were raised.

When he was distracted, something passed through his body, and when Ruan Xingzhou's lower abdomen throbbed again, the dragon ball had already condensed between his lips and his lips.

Ruan Xingzhou opened his eyes and looked at Qianji, his big light brown hands passed through the space between the pillow and his head and rubbed the back of his head, rubbing against Ruan Xingzhou's small earballs with his rough thumb pads.

There was a slight gasp as they parted.

The dragon ball was taken away by Qianji, but he didn't leave, but kissed him even harder under Ruan Xingzhou's wet eyes.

Ruan Xingzhou gripped the cloth tightly, his cheeks flushed, he quickly rolled his Adam's apple, and hummed softly.

The corner of Junhua's mouth twitched, he lowered his head and pretended not to see the couple.

Wei Duoye, who has been single for hundreds of years, blushed and scratched the bandage on her head, feeling a little envious.

The kiss ends.

Qianji bent her finger and wiped Ruan Xingzhou's crystal clear lips.

"I'm going."

Qianji's voice was very calm, he was used to fighting, he was used to bringing blood and death to demons or other guys who dared to provoke him, and he didn't care about injuries or his own life.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and limbs and arms are cut off.

In the world of demons, the law of beasts is practiced.

But it's different now... Under the palm of his hand is skin that doesn't even have calluses, no sharp minions, and no strong abilities.

Ruan Xingzhou's pupils reflected the dragon of his family, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body's strength and spirit were instantly emptied as the dragon ball left.

He felt that a big tube was stuck in his body and pulled out.

"When will you come back?" Ruan Xingzhou blinked, with the corners of his mouth curled down, and he used his fingernails to pick at the back of his hand, "Can you beat him? Do I want to—"

"No need." Qianji said, "What are you asking those bodyguards to follow me for?" Modern technology and Ruan Xingzhou's means are indeed good, but it is difficult to be effective in front of him or a big monster like Mang Jun.

Ruan Xingzhou didn't speak, Qianji shook his fingers with his backhand, then straightened up and said again:

"I am leaving."

"..."

The dots of light gathered and dispersed, and the thousand halberds disappeared. Junhua stood up and sighed, and walked to Ruan Xingzhou's bed to comfort him: "Don't make such an expression, for us monster race, it's normal to fight one-on-one or even group fights. If a man goes out to make an appointment, the police won’t catch him. Worrying about him is worse than worrying about yourself. In the past, the old dragon didn’t say anything on the surface, but actually pampered you and gave you dragon balls. Now that the dragon balls are gone, how about it, is it uncomfortable?”

Ruan Xingzhou held his hand held by Qianji and exchanged his nods.

"Uncomfortable."

It hurts everywhere, it hurts to death.

Junhua was amused at seeing him dying without a husband, and called Wei Duoye to help him send spiritual support to him.

"There is a strange thing about the combination of humans and monsters. No matter what kind of monster it is, as long as it is conceived from a human body, it needs to be conceived in October. Let me do the math for you. You still have six months to go." When it arrives, you can lay dragon eggs, and the dragon eggs are probably not big, just the size of a palm, do you know how to hatch dragon eggs?"

Ruan Xingzhou shook his head.

Jun Hua blinked: "Dragon eggs are born by female dragons and hatched by male dragons. You can imagine Qianji changing into its original form, with the irritable and crazy face of 'I'll kill you', and having to lie on the dragon eggs to hatch the eggs obediently." It looks like it!"

Ruan Xingzhou bent his eyes, felt better, and covered his stomach in anticipation.

……

Thunderstorm Temple.

Two pairs of golden vertical pupils stared at each other, misty snowflakes fell profusely.

Engagement is imminent!

[The author has something to say]: The recommendation mode seems to have changed.

An editor's recommendation was changed to something else, um, look forward to it, I'm afraid of the cold.

Hahaha