Marrying a sick dragon

The time for alchemy is always difficult to estimate. The more Fu Mingxu practiced, the smoother he became. In the end, the alchemy showed faint signs of advancement, so naturally he couldn't end it hastily.

Therefore, it was already a month after he came out after practicing the alchemy, and the summons he sent to Siyang Xianjun within this month still has not responded.

Standing in front of the rippling lake, he stretched his waist, thinking of the finished pills in the space of Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror, he couldn't help smiling and squinted his eyes slightly.

Except for some demonic medicinal herbs left, he has used up all the other spiritual medicinal herbs in the two storage bags, so the amount of finished elixirs obtained is quite considerable.

With the blessing of his cultivation base, he has made another breakthrough in alchemy, and he is already able to refine the ninth grade alchemy.

Ninth Grade Pills are the highest-ranked pills recorded on the Cangling Continent, and higher ranks are immortal-ranked pills.

Fu Mingxu was very satisfied with the fruits of his work in the past few days. He took a deep breath of the air mixed with the smell of flowers and plants, and felt that the Lingtai was much more transparent.

He looked up, the bright sun was blocked by the thick clouds, only the gentle wind stirred the hem of his clothes.

When the yellowed leaves of the spirit tree in the center of the City Lord's Mansion occasionally fell, except for the folding space, he suddenly remembered that it was already autumn.

Without the deliberate blessing of the formation, the almond tree still follows the changes of the four seasons and grows according to the law of the four seasons between heaven and earth.

The leaves fluttered, and the slight sound of falling on the ground was accurately transmitted to his ears, as if the autumn sun was beckoning to him.

After he followed his memory to the location Hantao summoned, Fu Mingxu discovered that the city lord's mansion was unusually quiet.

He didn't meet any of the dragons who he occasionally met whenever he walked through the promenade, and even greeted him politely afterwards, not even the priest who couldn't help asking questions when he saw him.

"Master Fu, you're going the wrong way, you should go this way." A voice appeared behind him like a ghost, as if appearing out of thin air.

Fu Mingxu, who was in a daze, was taken aback, turned his head in shock, and faced the last face that he couldn't find any memories.

The other party smiled stiffly when he saw him, "Go to the master, he's over there."

He pointed in the opposite direction to Fu Mingxu.

There was no bright sun in the sky, and the light in the city lord's mansion was dim, but Fu Mingxu keenly saw that the finger of the man pointing in the direction did not have a trace of blood, it was a kind of paleness that could not see the sun all day long.

Fu Mingxu swallowed subconsciously, quietly opened the distance between the two, and then asked, "You mean?"

The other party tilted his head and replied seriously: "My name is Han Ying, and I am the shadow of the master."

Before he left, Han Zhengzhi confessed that unless the master said that he couldn't say anything, he could tell Master Fu about other things.

Han Ying thought about it seriously, and felt that this matter could be said.

After Fu Mingxu listened to his description of his identity, what he thought in his heart was not that he said that he would replace Han Zhengzhi's job, but that he was actually the illusion of Han Tao's shadow.

He glanced at Han Ying one after another, and found that he had no memory of him when he closed his eyes, which made him feel even more incredible.

But thinking of Han Tao's previous demon species and later demon spirits, after all these strange things, he quickly accepted the existence of shadows.

"Then where do you usually stay?" Fu Mingxu remembered something, his face tensed up.

Han Ying secretly sighed in his heart that he is not the master's Taoist companion, and he has become accustomed to his existence so quickly. On the other hand, he answered his question seriously: "I used to be behind the master's shadow. Half a year ago, the master suddenly Don't let me follow the shadow all the time, and help me cultivate my real body, so I don't have to hide in the shadow all the time."

However, due to the nature of shadow creation, he still prefers to be in shadowy places.

half year ago?

Fu Mingxu heaved a sigh of relief when he learned the exact time.

With Han Ying leading the way, Fu Mingxu quickly found Han Tao who was sitting alone in the pavilion in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.He leaned against the railing, buried his head and didn't know what he was looking down.

When he took a closer look, he saw Fu Baobao swimming happily in the pool, flicking his pure white fish tail.

It was also strange, even though there was no sunlight, under the water, the white tail of the fish actually had a little bit of light on it.

The autumn lotus swayed, Fu Baobao was having a good time.

Fu Mingxu stretched out his hand to grab it, and the air of chaos enveloped Fu Baobao, and he was able to see the details on the tail of the fish clearly.

"This is..." He gently pressed the white fish tail with his fingertips, and was surprised to find that the outer edge of the originally white scales turned out to be slightly golden.

Fu Baobao didn't reject his movements at all, and smiled and flicked the fish's tail, with a soft voice: "Mother, have you finished your alchemy?"

"Well, after refining, don't move." Fu Mingxu took out a jelly bean-like elixir and fed it to him, "Eat it, this will keep your scales moist."

The juvenile fish tail cannot be easily separated from the water. Even if Baobao Fu is as gifted as he is, he also found that even if there is the nourishment of chaos in the mysterious mirror of heaven and earth, the small fish tail will still produce scales due to dryness. Dry discomfort.

Fu Baobao ate it unpreparedly, blinking his eyes, "Sweet, is there any more, mother?"

Seeing him gently touching his scales, he said cheerfully, "Daddy said that my tail might turn golden when I grow up, and I will be as majestic as him then."

Each scale was coated with a layer of pure light gold, and Fu Mingxu even felt a faint dragon aura from Fu Baobao's scales.

This is a familiar yet unfamiliar breath.

What is familiar is that this is undoubtedly the dragon energy, but what is strange is that this dragon energy is not Han Tao's, but is unique to Fu Baobao.

Fu Mingxu did not speak, but pursed his lips and carried Fu Baobao into the pavilion.

"Do you know his origin?" When he said this, he became inexplicably nervous, "Hantao."

Han Tao didn't get up, but stretched out his hand to pull Fu Mingxu over and asked him to sit beside him.

The broad palm fell on his waist, and the steady and warm breath made him feel a little more at ease.

Han Tao forced him to look directly at him, Fu Baobao squeezed between the two of them, twisting and turning, but his eyes sparkled, and his hands clapped on their legs.

"Daddy, mother! When are we going home?"

Fu Mingxu looked at him, "Aren't you going to say something?"

Facing his question, Han Tao opened his thin lips with an extremely upright posture, "You may not believe it..."

Fu Mingxu hurried closer, wanting to listen carefully.

"Baby Fu is indeed our child."

The cool wind blows through the hall, and the autumn lotus is blown left and right, and the fish that were chased away by Fu Baobao gather under the autumn lotus.

"thump."

Fu Mingxu's legs went limp, and Fu Baobao fell directly from his legs, and Han Tao quickly picked him up again.

"Impossible." He stood up abruptly, his voice was loud, "I remember that I have never had a child!"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Baobao burst into tears immediately, "Wow", "I am mother's child!"

The magic sound exploded, and the fish gathered under the autumn lotus dispersed in a rush, and they were no longer seen.

Han Tao was much calmer than his reaction, he put Fu Baobao aside to make him sit up, and then pulled Fu Mingxu directly into his arms.

Fu Baobao was not surprised by the sitting postures of his father and mother. In his memory, the two had always been so sticky.

Of course, he didn't know that it was called "sticky", because he saw it too much and just felt normal.

But in front of the villain, Fu Mingxu felt like his whole body was on fire, and his cheeks turned red quickly.

"Speak up, let me down!" He yelled in a low voice.

Which one, Han Tao somehow reached his lower abdomen with one hand, and then pressed hard, like thousands of electric currents rushing in, a blue tail popped out without warning.

"Wow! Mother's tail is so beautiful!"

Before Fu Mingxu could react, the golden tail popped out again.

"Wow! Daddy's tail is so mighty!"

Fu Baobao watched with great joy, completely unaware of what was whispering in Fu Mingxu's ear at this moment.

"Mingxu, if you didn't have the inheritance of the Zhuzhao clan at the beginning, but with the inheritance of the mermaid clan, your body will be like a complete mermaid."

"Mermaids will divide their genders when they meet a lover, but both men and women have reproductive cavities."

His breath became hot, and his blood was excited that this guess had been confirmed.

"In another time and space, you got the inheritance of the mermaid, we fell in love, and you gave birth to a child for me."

"Fu Baobao has traces of traveling through time and space. He has the blood of the two of us. This is the evidence."

As the voice fell, Fu Mingxu's gaze was completely fixed on the void, and his body remained motionless, as if he had entered a petrified state.

Han Tao kissed his face, but didn't continue to speak, let him digest this fact slowly.

The appearance of Fu Baobao made him avoid the wrong choice in advance, that is, returning to the ancestral land of the dragon clan cannot prevent everything from happening.

After a long time, Fu Mingxu's eyeballs moved, he poked Fu Baobao's soft face, and squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Is this really born by me?"

Han Tao nodded slightly.

Fu Baobao nodded heavily.

Fu Mingxu said nah, "Then we can keep him from now on?"

One big and one small nodded in unison.

Fu Mingxu quickly retracted the fish tail, and let out a long breath: "Fortunately, I won't be pregnant now."

"Ah, then my sister..." Before Baobao could finish speaking, Han Tao gagged her and threw her into the pool to play with the fish.

Looking at the little mermaid swimming happily below, Fu Mingxu suddenly felt a soft and warm feeling in his heart, "It's amazing."

He and Han Tao actually obtained their blood in such a strange way.

The two just watched Fu Baobao playing happily in the pool for a long time.

Until the twilight, Fu Baobao was brought back to the folding space, and then put into the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror again for safety reasons.

Fu Mingxu thought it was right, after all Bao Bao disappeared from under his nose in the alchemy room, if Han Tao's message hadn't arrived in time, he would probably have been scared to death.

The moonlight is like water, Hantao tonight is as enthusiastic as usual, Fu Mingxu is dragged by him and indulged in it, and when he realizes that he is tightly twisted by the golden dragon tail, it is too late to react.

"Well."

In the sultry night, Fu Mingxu was entwined with two passions, and his whole body was tossed and turned in pain and joy, and he couldn't tell whether it was torture or bliss.

In the thick curtain, the golden dragon's tail kept rolling, only a trace of snow white looming in it.

Under the weak candlelight that barely penetrated, the dragon scales glowed with lustrous water, as if they had been sprinkled with a layer of morning dew.

..

The result of overindulgence was that Fu Mingxu slept until the afternoon before getting up from the bed. He rubbed his temples and felt that he couldn't continue like this.

When he was about to step out of the folding space again, he was blocked by Han Ying.he;

"Master Fu, the master told you to wait for him to come back." He conveyed the words dutifully.

Fu Mingxu didn't think much, he took a step forward, "It's okay, I'll go outside to buy some elixir herbs, and wait for him to come back by the way."

While speaking, he vaguely felt that Han Tao was much busier than before.

Unexpectedly, Han Ying blocked his way again, with a stubborn tone: "No, the master said to let Master Fu wait here."

This is really strange.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did your master ask you to listen to me?"

Han Ying nodded truthfully.

"That's it." Fu Mingxu patted his sleeves, turned his head to look at the empty lake, "Then tell me, what happened outside?"

The Fu Baobao in the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror was also gone, and neither was there in the lake, so Han Tao, who had merged with his spirit and soul, could open it and take it away when he fell asleep.

Han Ying, who was wondering who to listen to, was startled.

Fu Mingxu withdrew his gaze and shrugged, "Forget it, I'll go and see by myself."

Han Ying hurriedly stopped him, although her speech was fast, her tone did not fluctuate at all: "It's chaotic outside."

"The sun has disappeared, the demonic energy is in full swing, and the battle between righteousness and demons has begun, and the master is called by the various sects to kill the demons."

Fu Mingxu never expected that he hadn't gone out for more than a month, and the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Hantao, where are you now?" He didn't get too entangled with Han Ying, and immediately said after receiving the message, "Don't say that it's safe here, do you think Han Ying can keep an eye on me?"

It was very noisy on the other side of the summons, but Han Tao's voice stopped and spoke clearly.

"In Tianxuanzong, I will let Hanying escort you here." He knew that Fu Mingxu was not just talking.

"Okay." Before interrupting the interrogation, Fu Mingxu thought for a while and hurriedly asked, "Did the other Dragon Clan go away?"

"Yes." This was Han Tao's answer.

No wonder he felt that the City Lord's Mansion was unusually quiet.

After all, Fu Mingxu walked out of the folding space. As soon as he stepped out of the defensive formation, he noticed that something was wrong.

He hurriedly walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, only to find that there were only a few scattered people on the street that was still busy a month ago, more than half of the previously crowded shops had been closed, and the remaining few shops were deserted.

Looking up, the thick and thick clouds covered most of the sunlight, causing the whole world to be gloomy.

The world turned pale, and his eyes were full of depression. In a trance, Fu Mingxu thought that he had come to the time and space where Hantao fell into the devil.

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