like a dragon

Hu Er stood opposite the black dragon, but his consciousness seemed to be immersed in the golden warm current, being washed over and over again.

"His original body is really beautiful."

Hu Er couldn't believe his ears, he didn't show his original body, how did he see it?

"The surprised look is also very beautiful."

"Why don't you want to believe me?"

Hu Er raised his eyes to look at Hei Long, he didn't speak, but still stared at him coldly, Hu Er realized that what he heard was Hei Long's heartbeat.

"If you didn't hold hands just now, but took a few dragon breaths from him, can you hide it from these dozens of gods?"

"His Yuan Dan is white and solid."

"Why are you willing to call your real name again in front of your father?"

"Being friends with me, is it dishonoring Nine-Tails' reputation?"

With a domineering look on his face, is he actually so sad in his heart?The enemy was in front of him, but Hu Er's heart moved, and he smiled unconsciously.

"I want to kiss him."

Hu Er subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his face, and was pleasantly surprised that he could finally move, but at the same time, he was grabbed by the shoulders and brought into his arms by the black dragon.The golden dragon behind the two threw out a beam of light, which hit directly beside Yuan's remains, smashing a solid rock into powder.Hu Er broke free from the black dragon's arms, and quickly cast spells to seal the bones of Yuan and Meng Chen.

"Haven't you fought for a long time, did you even ignore your own residence?" Black Dragon asked in a deep voice.

"You'd better give up on me." Hu Er anxiously said, "Don't destroy the Dragon Tomb."

"No," the black dragon's golden eyes stared at him, "You didn't do anything wrong."

Hu Er's heart moved, and he asked, "What did you call my name just now?"

The golden wave in Heilong's eyes turned, and he returned to a dull state. Hu Er regretted asking, but it was too late.The golden water dragon raised its beam of light and attacked again, and the two of them leaned against Yuan's remains, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Come here." Hu Er pulled the black dragon into his arms, gritted his teeth and threw out the natal sword.

A huge beam of light struck from the golden dragon's mouth, the natal sword neutralized Xiao Ban's attack, and the rest of the dragon's breath hit the black dragon's back, silently sinking into his body.

"Hu Yihai!" The black dragon exclaimed as if he had been woken up after being hit.

"I don't mind," Hu Er touched the black dragon's back a few times, and after seeing that he was unharmed, he said to him, "Change the place, don't destroy the remains of the Dragon King."

"Hu Yihai," multiple dragon voices sounded at the same time, "lead to death."

"Why are you calling me by my name today?" Hu Er narrowed his eyes and said.

"I'm sorry." Black Dragon said.

When Hu Er's mouth was blocked, not only was he not angry, but he even wanted to laugh.

Will the black dragon's thoughts be realized in the next moment?Could it be that he wants to be a "confidant" who holds hands and breathes with him?Does he know it himself?

The black dragon's lips moved slightly, and the warmth sent it over. Hu Er raised his eyes to look at the black dragon, but saw that he was really smiling, his gray eyelashes curved into a thin line, as if his unformed nephew got frost fruit to eat look.Hu Er had never seen him like this before, and when he had to take a closer look, the cold-hearted black dragon closed his eyes, blocking his golden eyes like bronze mirrors.Hu Er secretly felt that it was a pity, and Fu felt that the docile appearance of the black dragon with closed eyes was also very interesting, so his lips moved again.The black dragon seemed to think he was struggling, held his back and breathed a few more breaths, and stood aside with downcast eyes.

Hu Er wiped the corner of his mouth with a smile, and said in his heart: Brother Long, you made an appointment with me here, and immediately bridal chamber with me, even if there is time, they still want me to die.

The black dragon lowered his eyes and said nothing, Hu Erquan thought he was shy, and he didn't want to delve into the matter, so he simply let him go.

"Hu Yihai is here," Hu Er bowed deeply to Jinlong, "I'm bothering you so much, please punish me by the Dragon King."

The golden water dragon rose up upon hearing the sound, and when it emptied into a grown man.The man was full of vigor, with a deep golden light burning in his hands, and a fearless smile on his face.He raised his chin and pointed to Hu Er, with an arrogant tone: "The one who disturbs the quiet, but you?"

Hu Er never thought that he could see Yuan again in this way.

This should be the dragon king in his heyday, the hero on the battlefield, the invincible god of war.Although he has never met him, he has heard countless stories about him from his eldest brother, and also has a few portraits and authentic works of him.When he finally stepped out of the cave and got to know him, the Dragon King had already become what his father said was the lost man who wandered on the coast of the gods and demons day and night—even if he was like that, Hu Er had to muster up all his courage to go up strike up a conversation.

Time has passed, and he finally has the opportunity to face-to-face with the object of worship back then.

"What weapons do you have, you can use them," said the Dragon King, "Don't disturb my sleep."

Hu Er drew out the natal sword in his sleeve, and felt that he could see the sky through the clouds and mists.The grievance and resentment of these years finally had an outlet, and he finally had the opportunity to say the sentence that he had been practicing since he was a child: "Hu Yihai, Nine Tails Valley, Liming Mountain, please teach me, Dragon King."

Hu Er leaned forward with his sword, while the black dragon beside him stood still, like a statue.Until the moment when Hu Er's natal sword touched the golden light, there was a sigh instead of the sound of the swords meeting. It was from the black dragon, the voice was slow and helpless.

At that moment, Hu Er suddenly woke up.The black dragon beside him dissipated like smoke, and the person holding his sword was the face of the golden crown and black eyes.He didn't meet Yuan Yuan, but he wasn't in the Dragon Tomb either. He just held his natal sword and stood with the black dragon under a sandalwood tree. Leaves kept falling from the tree, and the color was emerald green, like a cicada. The wings were crisp.

I don't know what evening it is.

"You have been tricked by the magic dragon." The black dragon said to him.

"I guessed it," Hu Er looked at the sword in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Thinking about it, the real Dragon King doesn't want to fight with me."

"I don't blame you. I couldn't move suddenly. I saw you pull out your natal sword and catch some of the dragon's breath. Since then, you have been confused."

Hu Er looked up at him in shock.He thought that only the Dragon King was a fake, but he didn't expect that the black dragon that was crossing with him was also an illusion.

"What about you?" Hu Er had mixed feelings in his heart, "You have received most of the dragon's breath, is it okay?"

The black dragon blinked, but finally shook his head and said, "The breath of the dragon has nothing to do with me."

"That's fine."

"You..." the black dragon hesitated.

"How?" Hu Er looked at him with a little guilty conscience.

"Did you ever admire my father?" Black Dragon asked with difficulty.

Hu Er blinked blankly, frowned and said, "Didn't I say that?"

"Then why did you see him in the illusion and said you wanted to ask him for advice?"

"Did you hear me?" Hu Er asked anxiously.

"I heard it," the black dragon said to him, "I also saw it. You smiled into the air for a while, and then drew out your sword righteously to fight my father."

"Why am I smiling at the air?" Hu Er couldn't help asking.

Heilong didn't seem to want to say anything, but asked in a low voice: "You are facing my father...why do you laugh like that?"

Seeing his vigilance, Hu Er felt amused in his heart, thinking of those inner voices he heard, he wanted to laugh even more.It's a pity that he can only bring it up for fun in his spare time, and he can't talk about it with him.Hu Er tried his best to straighten his face and said indifferently: "Do you still remember how excited Hu Qi was when he saw you?"

"In comparison, it seems that you are a little more excited."

"That's because you haven't become a hero to save the demon world." Hu Er let out a long sigh of relief: "You have never experienced the Yanding War. At that time, underage monsters on land could only live in caves, and the Dragon King was worshiped by everyone." Even in my dreams, I am asking the Dragon King for advice on how to move."

"My father is indeed a hero who saves the world." The black dragon shook his head again, confused and said: "Uncle Hu is also a hero."

"I take care of Hu Qi's daily life and urge him to do his homework every day. I have never seen him transcribe a piece of my great achievements, but he wrote your case of breaking the river neatly. In the same way, have you ever worshiped the old dragon king? object?"

Heilong smiled, and said to Hu Er: "That's true. Although I am proud of my father, I know that he is not perfect, and I value my blood relationship with him more."

"So Brother Long, it's better not to make up scripts for me and the Dragon King." After Hu Er finished speaking, he looked around, "Do you know where this is?"

"The illusion of the dragon is stored in the breath of the dragon, and some of the past that accompanied us to be buried is used for requiem."

"Do you know which dragon it is?"

Heilong looked up at the sky and sighed, "My father."

Hu Er followed his gaze and saw that there were three suns in the sky, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and they felt scorching hot when they breathed, like swallowing flames raw.

"The late stage of the Flame Cauldron War." Black Dragon said.

"Ah."

At that time, Hu Er was underage, and the one next to him had not yet been born.Hu Er wanted to use this to laugh at him, but felt it was boring.

In another 100 years, the Yanding War will end, and the fathers will retire due to injuries. He and the black dragon are the hope of the demon world now.

"How are we going to get out?"

"Let's go forward first, the dream will always end, maybe find some opportunity and go out."

So, the dragon next to him didn't know how to get out.

The two walked a few steps forward, and the black dragon turned back again: "Maybe I will meet my father soon, this time, please don't draw your sword, if you fight again, you will go to the unfamiliar dreamland of the Dragon King, I'm afraid more dangerous."

Without hesitation, Hu Er handed the sword to the black dragon, and said earnestly, "Give it back to me after you get out."

Heilong couldn't believe it. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately took it with both hands: "Then I will keep it for you for a while."

His golden pupils have faded, except for his slightly pale face, he still looks like a gentle black dragon.Although the golden eyes look mighty, they are still easy to get close to.Hu Er wanted to say something to him, but he heard a suspicious sound in the dense forest a little far away, he and the black dragon looked at each other, and walked over there.