Marrying a sick dragon

Fu Mingxu was woken up by the heat, and no one knew who covered him with the quilt from head to toe. The hot and suffocating feeling woke him up from his dreamland.

The protective cover dissipated automatically the moment he got out of the quilt, and when he met those golden eyes, he didn't react for a while.

This... isn't he sleeping on the edge of the bed?Why is he not only covered with a quilt, but also obviously sleeping on the inner side of the bed?

No, Fu Mingxu soon realized that he had grasped the wrong key points.

He looked at the sharp brows and the natural "I'm not easy to mess with" face. When he glanced at the now empty bed, he was shocked.

What about a big dragon tail?

Fu Mingxu couldn't help looking down from that face, quickly swept across his whole body, and finally stopped at his lower body.

Even with the obstruction of the height of the bed, he could tell that the dragon's tail had been replaced by two legs.

wake up.. wake up?He determined this matter as quickly as possible.

Didn't Xianjun Siyang say that he won't wake up until a year later?

In this disbelief, Fu Mingxu's eyes finally returned to Han Tao's face.

That's right, it was indeed the city lord who was still lying on the bed and couldn't maintain his human form.

So, while he was asleep, did something happen that he didn't know about?

Because he had just crawled out of the quilt in a hurry, Fu Mingxu looked up at Han Tao in a half-kneeling position on the bed, his black hair was hanging down, Ruyu's neck seemed to be broken when it was folded, and his porcelain-white cheeks floated. With a blush that has not dissipated, it is like a camellia blooming under the moon, revealing a special and fragile beauty.

"You're awake." A strange itching lingered deep in his throat, and Han Tao looked down at him with an inexplicable look in his golden eyes.

The human figures of the Dragon Clan are really tall, especially Han Tao.When he spoke, he leaned over unconsciously, the light from the candle was blocked by him behind him, and the shadow formed by the backlight enveloped Fu Mingxu's whole body.

Feeling the numbness on his calf, Fu Mingxu just woke up like a dream.

Not dreaming.

Although he didn't know why, Han Tao did wake up.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was very strange, and Fu Mingxu couldn't understand the flickering look in Han Tao's eyes, so he just moved his calf slowly and sat up.

"That..." He pondered for a while, with joy blooming in his brows and eyes, "It's great that the city lord woke up!"

Doesn't look obsessed, great!

If it wasn't for the deliberate smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Tao might really have believed him.

Han Zhengzhi couldn't stand the strange atmosphere, so he glanced at the two of them, and echoed, "The priest is indeed right. After the joy, the city lord really woke up!"

"I'll tell everyone the news right now!" After finishing speaking, he ran away without looking back.

The curtain was lifted and put down by him, and after shaking slightly twice, Fu Mingxu heard a "plop" sound outside the curtain.

Then there was the sound of getting up quickly, and opening and closing the door again.

Fu Mingxu thought of the quilt thrown outside the curtain.

The bedroom was very quiet, and the word "Chongxi" reminded the two of their current situation.

The long-lost sense of awkwardness finally swept over. Fu Mingxu secretly glanced at the person standing on the edge of the bed, and continued to remain silent.

The serious injury has not healed, although Han Tao did not prevent Han Zhengzhi from telling others the news of his awakening, but now he is the leader of the dragon clan, but his cultivation is completely destroyed, and the situation when he wakes up will not be better than when he was in a coma a lot of.

The most important thing is that since the "rebirth" came back, the memories deep in my mind began to deviate from nowhere.

Last time, Fu Mingxu didn't come.

He had doubts in his heart, and when he looked at Fu Mingxu again, his golden eyes shrank slightly, giving people a sense of sight of a ferocious beast hunting.

Fu Mingxu sat back and stepped back.

Hantao: ..

Are you so scary?

After a while, Fu Mingxu also realized that his actions just now were a bit hurtful, so he simply got off the bed and said with a sneer, "Sorry, my legs are numb."

Han Tao didn't expose his lie, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "I can't maintain a human form for too long, the city lord's mansion is not safe, I will ask Han Zhengzhi to send you out of the city at dawn."

Fu Mingxu saw that he didn't react after such a long series of words, and when he understood what he meant, he subconsciously said, "You drive me away?"

The hands hanging on both sides of the body tightened, Han Tao didn't speak, but nodded with his jaw line tense.

Naturally, he didn't mean to "drive away", but there was no need to explain it at this time.

Fu Mingxu stayed here, and he really couldn't protect him with his ruined cultivation base.

Even he himself doesn't want to admit it.

Of course, it would be different if he was possessed by a demon. He was familiar with every step of falling into a demon, and he also knew how to skillfully use the demon energy.

But Fu Mingxu's presence is obviously not a good time to fall into the devil.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate. Fu Mingxu raised his eyebrows and stared at him for a long time before he said, "If you wake up, I'm useless for being happy, right?"

He became vigilant in his heart, and suddenly remembered a question that he had never delved into.

Immortal Siyang said that Han Tao woke up a year later and fell into the devil, but now that the situation has changed, will he still fall into the devil a year later?Or, did he fall into the devil when he woke up?

Even Xianjun Siyang only knew the approximate time at the beginning, and no one knew what happened in it.

Fu Mingxu took two steps back, pulled away the oppression caused by the huge difference in body size between the two, and shook his head: "I won't go."

If you fall into the devil behind my back, wouldn't I fall short?

Han Tao frowned and looked at him fixedly.

Fu Mingxu thought that he felt that he had other plans, so he moved out the excuse he had prepared after waking up: "Now the world is chaotic, I can't cultivate spiritual energy, and it's hard to survive even if I leave the City Lord's Mansion."

When he spoke, the corners of his mouth were pulled down slightly, and the crow-like eyelashes cast two shadows under the eyelids, and he said softly: "I took away the only muscle rot pill from the Fu family. If they find me out alone, I'm afraid..."

Let Hantao imagine the rest.

Sure enough, Han Tao remembered that the Muscle Rot Pill had already been used on him, and he also remembered that when the Dao of Righteousness and Demons came together, although the human race and the dragon race joined forces to drive back the demons, some demons still sneaked in.Not to mention, monsters and beasts often appear, and human races are fighting each other.

He silently glanced at Fu Mingxu, his heart sank.

Unable to cultivate spiritual power, and with this appearance, it is not a problem to go deep into Fu's house before, if you walk in the world...

The person in front of him frowned more and more tightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Fu Mingxu said at the right time: "Although I can't practice, but the art of alchemy is pretty good. If there are raw materials for muscle rot pills, I can also make one or two." .”

"Of course, it's okay to use medical skills. Even if you can't treat the internal injuries of the city's main body, it's no problem to deal with external injuries."

Appropriately show weakness and then show your value, and there is a change in the dragon's tail as proof. Who wouldn't want a person who has no cultivation but can make alchemy?

Fu Mingxu felt that he was very useful now.

Moreover, the current Han Tao doesn't have the slightest shadow that hovered above the sky when the sky collapsed and the earth was shattered, so he looks particularly easy to talk to.

Fu Mingxu only attributed this to the fact that he had not yet fallen into a demon.

After finishing speaking, he quietly looked at Han Tao, apparently waiting for his reply.

It's just that Han Tao looked at him a little strangely, as if after serious consideration, he said, "Okay."

Fu Mingxu smiled with satisfaction, exhaled a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Don't worry, I will cure you."

Han Tao raised the corner of his mouth, a faint smile emerged and disappeared, but Fu Mingxu, who was immersed in the thought of "finally staying", didn't notice it.

"I'll let someone arrange a place for you to live in." It was an unexpected joy to be able to recover the human form for such a long time. After feeling the strangeness coming from his body, Han Tao knew what was about to happen.

His dimly golden dragon tail will appear instead of his legs again, and his body will fall into a coma again.

"Go and wait outside first." Han Tao's forehead began to break out in cold sweat, and the broken dragon soul in his body couldn't help him maintain his human form. "I'll talk about the rest when I wake up."

He didn't want his embarrassed appearance to suddenly appear, especially now.

The sea of ​​consciousness is churning, and the sober mind is dizzy for a while.Han Tao tried his best to maintain his dignity, gritted his back molars and said, "It won't look good later, you should go out first."

The injured Ni Lin was bleeding again.

Fu Mingxu realized this from the reappearance of the scent of dragon blood. After being surprised, he quickly calmed down. At this time, he ignored the distance between the two and said quickly: "Go and lie down on the bed first."

Xu Shi knew what was going to happen next, his heart beat faster, and said: "It's not that I haven't seen your dragon tail, I don't care how I can heal your wounds."

He hasn't seen how it came out of the dragon's tail, and it feels a little exciting.

Of course, it is impossible for Han Tao to know his thoughts, and he said solemnly: "You are hiding diseases and avoiding medicine."

The abnormality in his body couldn't be stopped at all, Han Tao recalled how he struggled to move the dragon's tail, he only had time to put his legs on the bed and lie down, before finishing his words: "Don't touch..."

Then, a faint golden light flashed, and the slender and powerful legs slowly turned into a dragon's tail under his naked eyes.

Long Wei lay quietly on the bed, Han Tao's brows were more wrinkled than before when he was unconscious.

Fu Mingxu's mouth widened slightly, as if his eyes were about to pop out, and it took him a long time to respond: "It's amazing."

"Don't touch it?" He blinked, the weak and pitiful expression on his face disappeared completely, "It's impossible."

He stretched out his hand to poke the dragon's tail a few times. The dragon's scales were hard and the dragon's flesh was elastic. If it wasn't for the mottled scales, it would undoubtedly be considered a good dragon's tail.

The pure and pleasant aroma became stronger and stronger, and a strange sense of hunger also appeared.

Fu Mingxu glanced around, and glanced at Han Tao's closed eyes several times, and took out a jade bottle from the storage bag after confirming that he would not wake up.

While rhythmically pressing Nilin with two fingers, he poured out the light green medicinal liquid on it in distress, and muttered: "It's cheap for you."

The dirty blood that had just leaked out from Ni Lin was washed away by the liquid medicine, and a clear and comfortable feeling was transmitted to Han Tao's mind.

The Dragon Clan's spiritual consciousness is strong, so Han Tao can clearly see everything he does.

After the dirty blood in the depths of Ni Lin was cleaned up, the dull dragon scale began to glow with a faint golden light again.

As the dirty blood drained away, the bright red and translucent dragon's blood overflowed, and the purer and richer fragrance seemed to turn into thick fruit wine, and even Fu Mingxu's head was swollen as if he had drunk too much.

He stared at the dragon's blood on his fingertips, and the clamoring hunger could not be suppressed.

A breath ago, when Han Tao was still heaving a sigh of relief that the cleanup of Nilin was finally over, his consciousness froze when he saw the next scene very clearly, and a turbulent sea broke out in the sea of ​​consciousness.

While the candle was flickering, he saw Fu Mingxu stuff his fingertips stained with dragon blood into his mouth, and even stick out a small rosy tip of his tongue to lick it.

The author says:

Han Tao (shocked): He...he licked my blood!