Marrying a sick dragon

Fu Mingxu was still taken aback by his own instinct, he frowned and looked at the body of the dragon in the lake, his temples throbbing.

This is the main body of Han Tao, who was supposed to be the most powerful existence soaring between heaven and earth, but now he is trapped in the lake and cannot fly.

The distance between him and Han Tao's complete dragon body has never been so close, so close that he can see the speed of bleeding under the golden dragon's scales, which was still recovering, like a trickle, continuous.

Blood was also coming out of the crystal dragon's horns, and the dragon's breath was weak, which showed that the forced transformation of the dragon this time was enough to hurt the root.

The efforts made in the past few days were completely in vain. Fu Mingxu was soaked in the fragrance of dragon blood, and whispered: "You shouldn't do this."

Unfortunately, dragons in the lake cannot hear.

The love he owed Han Tao for saving his life had not yet been repaid, but now it is even more serious, and the entanglement between the two is getting deeper and deeper.

Fu Mingxu's chest rose and fell, and the emotions in his chest were hard to calm down.

But things are already like this, and he will not let it go.He took a deep breath, bent down and reached out to touch the nearest dragon scale, wanting to check the specific injury.

The dragon scale was bigger than his palm, Fu Mingxu tried to turn it over with his hands, but as soon as he touched it, his palm felt a pain, and blood gushed out all of a sudden, dripping on the dragon scale and becoming dizzy.

"Hiss." He hastily withdrew his hand, and when the palm was facing up, a bloodstain was particularly obvious on the porcelain white palm.

It seemed that he was still thinking too simply, the dragon body was so huge, and when he slowly examined the wound, it was estimated that the dragon would die of blood.

Smelling the sweetness of dragon blood in the air, Fu Mingxu stood up with a headache. He looked at the rippling lake water and thought of an idea.

He trotted to the folded space, skillfully pressed and opened the formation from inside, and met Shang Han Zhengzhi's eyes.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Fu Mingxu was the first to break the silence: "Come in and help."

Before Han Zhengzhi could react, he said, "How can you open the folding space?"

Fu Mingxu was taken aback, but he didn't expect that this was the first thing he was entangled with. He dragged him in first, and then skillfully manipulated the formation in front of him, and the folding space was immediately closed tightly.

Han Zhengzhi: .. Powerful.

"Okay, let's not talk about these things." Fu Mingxu pointed to the lake not far away, and said quickly, "You drain half of the water in the lake."

"This is the spiritual spring water used by the city lord to soak the dragon's body." Han Zhengzhi emphasized, with a sad expression on his face, "The city lord will kill me."

Fu Mingxu glanced at him, and said seriously: "That's right, if you don't let him go, he won't kill you."

"Because he was dead by then."

Han Zhengzhi's heart trembled, and he said immediately: "I'll release the water!"

City Lord, I am here to save you.

The biggest obstacle was solved by someone, Fu Mingxu felt relieved, nodded and said: "Then hurry up."

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly to the green bamboo courtyard.

Han Zhengzhi behind him suddenly called out to him: "Master Fu! The city lord did this for you!"

Fu Mingxu trembled, but without turning his head, he replied, "I know."

Seeing that the painstaking efforts of his own city lord were not concealed, Han Zhengzhi breathed joy for a while, and then looked at the dragon body in the lake with a sad expression: "City lord, I'm going to perform a dragon sucking water in front of you."

Before the life of the city lord, the face is not worth mentioning.

Han Zhengzhi's speed was very fast, and when Fu Mingxu came out with the medicinal soup, there was only half of the water in the lake.

"Fortunately, considering the size of his dragon's tail, he suffered a lot." The chaotic energy in his body has been swimming in his limbs, which made him a lot stronger, otherwise it would be really exhausting to carry two barrels of medicinal soup.

When Han Zhengzhi saw him coming, panting slightly, his cheeks shrunk immediately, and he almost choked himself: "Cough...cough..."

Fortunately, Fu Mingxu's attention was on the medicinal soup at this time, he didn't notice him, and he didn't ask him how he did it.

In short, the water in the lake should be reduced by half according to his requirements.

Fu Mingxu walked quickly to the lake, put down the bucket, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, took out the jade bottle from his bosom, and handed it to Han Zhengzhi: "Crush these pills and sprinkle them on the city lord's dragon. .”

Han Tao's dragon body was too big, and he would not be exhausted to sprinkle the elixir powder by himself, so he grabbed the labor force with peace of mind.

"Okay." Han Zhengzhi didn't doubt that he was there, and didn't ask too much, and did exactly what he asked.

Fu Mingxu squinted his eyes to watch his movements, and did not forget to shout: "Be careful!"

Afterwards, he took a deep breath, bent down and poured all the liquid medicine in the two barrels into the lake.

The brown medicinal liquid exudes a slightly pungent smell, which spreads quickly as soon as it enters the lake, and the sweet smell of dragon's blood is quickly covered by five points.

After a stick of incense, Han Zhengzhi looked at the light brown water surface and asked uncertainly, "Is that all right?"

Fu Mingxu shook his head: "It can only maintain his vitality for the time being. Now you go out and prepare the remaining elixir herbs on the list. Can I go to the warehouse of the city lord's mansion?"

He needed to go to the warehouse to see if there were any better spiritual plants besides Frost Buds and Spirit Crane Branches.

As long as he doesn't leave the City Lord's Mansion, Han Zhengzhi thinks it's fine. He pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you are one of the owners of the City Lord's Mansion. This is the key to the warehouse. I'll let the priest take you there."

As the lord of Yunhan City, Hantao would receive "filial piety" from many family shops every year, including some precious spiritual plants, but the dragon clan's skin is rough and fleshy, so there is not much demand for these, so they are piled up in the warehouse inside.

Fortunately, there are formations in the storeroom, so there is no fear of damage to the spiritual plants due to the long storage time.

Fu Mingxu didn't have time to correct his address. He glanced at the dragon body in the lake and nodded: "Okay."

So, after pouring all the remaining medicinal soup into the lake, he went out with Han Zhengzhi, and logically got the method to open the folding space.

The two waited for half a quarter of an hour before the folding space. The priest in white robes finally came. He saw Fu Mingxu's eyes lit up, and his face was instantly filled with a smile. He said respectfully, "Madam the mayor."

Fu Mingxu was a little uncomfortable with his enthusiasm, especially when addressing him, and took a half step back without leaving any trace.

After the priest of Han Zhengzhi confessed, he left the city lord's mansion with a smile on his face.

"Ma'am, come with me." He stared at Fu Mingxu as if looking at a high-quality treasure, "You can pick whatever you like, anyway, these belong to you and the city lord."

This smile is like a blooming chrysanthemum, with white hair and red eyes, it seems a little hard to say.

Fu Mingxu's eyelids were twitching, but he couldn't help but said, "Don't call me madam."

And can you not smile at me like this, it's so creepy.

The priest stopped, staring at him with a very serious expression, and soon showed a sudden understanding expression: "Understood, you humans are very shy about this."

"Originally, I planned to let other dragons come to visit you."

Fu Mingxu was shocked, and hurriedly waved his hands: "It's absolutely unnecessary."

"Alright." The priest smiled lovingly again, "When you double cultivate with the city lord, you won't be so shy."

I'm not shy in the first place.

No, I will not double cultivate with your city lord!

Fu Mingxu completely gave up on the question of titles. He found that his brain circuits were completely different from those of the dragons, so he could only sigh depressingly, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, you should take me to the warehouse."

The priest nodded, secretly watching his fading expression and began to think deeply.

Why is Madam so strange after hearing what I said, the expression should be disappointed, right?

What is madam disappointed in?

The priest racked his brains to think, and then his mind was shocked.

correct!I said double cultivation!Madam is now a mortal, how can she withstand the double cultivation of the city lord!

No wonder the lady was disappointed.

Fu Mingxu felt that the priest's face looked as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, and the rapid changes in his expression made him feel ashamed.

"Ma'am." In his astonished eyes, the priest solemnly assured him, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find a solution."

Fu Mingxu: What is he talking about?

The author says:

Fu Mingxu: I don't understand what you're talking about.

Priest: Don't worry, you will understand later, don't be shy.