The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Song Ningqing just cried for a while, and felt that it was very inappropriate to do this in front of her junior.Song Ningqing sat up with red eyes, and Xiao Heng raised his hand to wipe away his tears. Looking at Song Ningqing's tears, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed by someone, heavy and uncomfortable.

"I'm fine," Song Ningqing felt embarrassed, "Xiaoheng, let's, let's go home."

Xiao Heng listened to Song Ningqing's words, and hugged Song Ningqing again, tangling Song Ningqing's hair with his fingers, with a gentle and tender look.

"This is my lair, and it is also your home."

"……Hey?"

Song Ningqing listened to Xiao Heng's words, and Xiao Heng looked at him seriously.

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaoheng?" Song Ningqing asked.

"You want to call me that way, so be it." Xiao Heng frowned first, and then stretched it out, "It's just to save face with me in front of the servants."

Song Ningqing listened to Xiao Heng's words, and the long reflex arc finally bounced on the right track.

Ordinary people would notice Xiao Heng's vigilant and hesitant posture the first time they saw him in Taolin, but Song Ningqing was only shocked at the time, and only found out Xiao Heng's identity when he was in the bedroom. Wherever you can hear it, you can see the flaws in Xiao Heng's body.

Song Ningqing raised her head and looked directly at Xiao Heng. There was no confusion on his face, as if he felt it seriously, so he just said it.

"Xiao Heng, who am I...?"

Xiao Heng frowned slowly, and the dragon scale pattern on the sideburns became darker.

"Aren't you the one brought by Yu Yihan? I remember who I've been waiting for, but now that I have you, I don't have to wait for him!"

"...Do you remember Peach Blossom Falling?"

Song Ningqing asked, Xiao Heng shook his head, suddenly seemed to think of something, and grabbed Song Ningqing's palm with a cold expression.

"That's your home? You are not allowed to go back! You will stay here from now on!"

Only then did Song Ningqing confirm that the doll... seems to have a problem with her head.

"How did you get the dragon scale pattern on your face?"

Song Ningqing raised her hand to caress the mark on Xiao Heng's temple, Xiao Heng looked at Song Ningqing in surprise.

"I am the Dragon Lord. I was born with the body of a dragon. What's so strange about having dragon scales?"

Well, not only forgot things, but also forgot that he was a person.Song Ningqing pondered, sat up on her knees, leaned towards Xiao Heng, brushed her fingers across Xiao Heng's neck, and tried to test Xiao Heng's head with spiritual energy.

But Xiao Heng hugged him tightly, not allowing Song Ningqing to move.

"You, if you want to touch my inverse scale..."

Xiao Heng didn't know what he was talking about for a moment, and he tore apart ordinary people who approached him from behind, but he showed infinite tolerance and patience to this person.

"Get married...yes, let's talk about getting married!"

After Xiao Heng finished speaking, he seemed to think that the idea was very good, so he repeated it.

Song Ningqing slowly led him to talk again, asking "When did you become the Dragon Lord", "Who are there around you", "What do you usually do".

Xiao Heng looked at this young man who was as soft as a spring flower, and heard his soft voice, as if he had heard it countless times. think.

"I came here 30 years ago and killed the twelve-fold monsters. They were afraid and convinced, so they gave up their land and surrendered to me."

"A bone demon named Yu Yihan, and a tit spirit named...Little Sweet Potato."

"Nothing to do on weekdays, today... just waiting for you."

Xiao Heng said love words without changing his face, while Song Ningqing managed to sort out some clues.

"So, you opened up the harem to find someone?"

"I've never been close to them."

Xiao Heng raised his head, showing an expression of arrogance.Whoever this person thinks he is, the dragon is near him, and no one can come near him without his permission.

"Are you jealous? After I said it, you are the only one."

Song Ningqing's ear felt hot, Xiao Heng leaned down and kissed his ear, like a butterfly resting, it was hot and itchy.

"Marry me."

Looking at Xiao Heng's appearance, Song Ningqing saw the scene when Xiao Heng asked Song Ningqing to "wait for him to grow up".

At that time, under the peach blossoms and the moonlight, Xiao Heng and Song Ningqing were sitting opposite each other. The young man pursed his lips tightly, but summoned up all his courage to say the most precious words in his life.

Someone outside the courtyard wall sang softly:

"The young man knows Mu Shaoai, and the young man agrees with him."

"It's just love, his love..."

"Whoever listens to him, whoever is affectionate, whoever watches the autumn water with him, and whoever receives him a flower with two stems..."

The young Xiao Heng's face coincided with the condensed and majestic dragon master in front of Song Ningqing, and Song Ningqing was speechless for a moment.

After a long time, Song Ningqing's face was covered with pink mist.

"If you, if you remember and still think so, then... go back and tell Master."

"Who is the master, why should I tell him?"

Xiao Heng frowned, listening to the word "Master", he didn't know why his heart was complicated, and his right upper arm reacted inexplicably, with some dull pain, as if he had gone through some severe training.

"He is a very good person to us." Song Ningqing said with a smile.

Seeing Song Ningqing's smile, Xiao Heng didn't say anything, he thought that it would be good for this person to be happy, and then stay by his side, not going anywhere.

"Then, I should go see that Yu Yihan and Little Sweet Potato. I have a lot to ask them."

Song Ningqing opened the Qiankun bag and released the dozing fat potato from it.

Fat Potato flew out chirping, looking around curiously, saw Xiao Heng's face, and shrank to Song Ningqing's shoulder in some surprise.Then, from the hair on Song Ningqing's shoulders, peeked at Xiao Heng with her fluffy head.

"Twitter?" Why does this person look a little like Heng Xiaopang?

"This is Xiao Heng."

"Twitter!"

After hearing Song Ningqing's words, Fat Tudou's eyes lit up, and he flapped his little wings towards Xiao Heng's body, but Xiao Heng opened his mouth and blew it onto the bed.

"Don't come here." Xiao Heng lowered his eyelashes slightly, as if he was very disgusted.

Fat Tudou was hit hard, all the bird feathers were blown up, but Song Ningqing shook his head at it, and tapped his forehead with his index finger.Fat Tudou also tapped his head with his small wings in a daze.

What... I finally found it, but the doll's head is broken?

"Twitter!" Little sweet potato!How does Little Sweet Potato take care of Heng Xiaopang!

Fat Potato was furious, but he didn't know that the little Sweet Potato, which he scolded angrily, was lying in a corner of the hall, where the servants made a nest out of brocade and silk cotton, and the little Sweet Potato was lying inside, with a Bone Demon feeding it cherries. .

"Tsk tsk tsk, arrogance and lust."

Yu Yihan sat on top of the main hall, and looked down on Little Potato, a fat tit.Mu Shangrong, who was eating snacks beside him, found it quite interesting, gesturing at the figure of Little Sweet Potato.

"I think back in the mountains, I liked roast tits the most."

"Twitter?"

As soon as these words came out, Little Sweet Potato immediately jumped up, flapping her little wings and staring at Mu Shangrong vigilantly.

Mu Shang Rongyan laughed at Yan Yan: "Especially this kind of round head."

Little Sweet Potato buried himself in the nest, and the Bone Demon didn't hear the order to stop, and filled the nest with cherries until the basket was empty, before leaving the hall with the basket.

Yu Yihan shook the jade bell in his hand again, thinking that if Xiao Heng would not come again, we would talk about it tomorrow, when he saw Xiao Heng faintly appearing behind the bead curtain above the main hall.

"Hey! Lord Dragon Master, you are here! This is a new offering today, do you see if it suits your eyes?" Yu Yihan's movements were skillful, like the old bustard of Yihong Courtyard in the world.

Mu Shangrong stood up gracefully, and Song Ning, who was standing next to her, stood up stiffly as well.

Someone behind the bead curtain let out a cold snort, and that Song Ning's body turned into a green leaf.

"Huh? What changed?"

Yu Yihan was shocked, and saw Xiao Heng said in a deep voice: "I have found someone, and I don't need to look for him again."

"Ah? Where did you find it?"

Yu Yihan was puzzled for a while, and saw that the bead curtain strung with pearls, agate and broken jade moved slightly, and suddenly a fat tit, which was slightly thinner than the small sweet potato, flew out.The tit immediately landed in Little Sweet Potato's nest, and kicked Little Sweet Potato in the air, with a neat and skillful movement.

Little Sweet Potato chirped, but did not lose her temper, but hugged each other tightly with her little wings.

"Twitter!" Fat potato!

"Twitter!" You fat man!Have a good time!Give me all the fruit!

Two fat tits made a fuss, and the hall was full of birdsong.

Yu Yihan watched the bead curtain move again, revealing a spring and elegant face, which was similar to the young man next to Mu Shangrong earlier.

"Are you Senior Yu Yihan? I am Song Ningqing, Xiao Heng's senior brother. Please take care of him these years."

"Hey hey hey hey—"

Yu Yihan was shocked, but saw that Song Ningqing was pulled back, the bead curtain fell to the ground again, and the figure behind him could not be seen clearly.I only heard the arrogant monarch talking very annoyed.

"You want to be married to me, how can you be seen by others! I promised you to come and have a look, how did you promise me?!"

"Then how do I talk to senior Yu Yihan...?" Song Ningqing was very helpless.

"Across the bead curtain and screen!"

Hearing the Dragon Lord's angry shout, Mu Shangrong smiled lightly, and cupped hands with Yu Yihan, who was still unable to enter the state beside him.

"My little brother is really lucky. He found his junior brother right away."

"They are all my own people, this...Senior Yu Yihan, please come forward."

"He should have a lot to ask you, after all he has been worrying about it for decades."

Hearing what Mu Shangrong said, Yu Yihan couldn't help but also bowed his hands and bowed to him, and saw Mu Shangrong sat down calmly again, eating the snacks on the table.

Yu Yihan walked up the 330 steps slowly and sat down outside the bead curtain.

"Sorry, you should know...Xiaoheng seems to not remember something, so he has a bit of a temper..."

Song Ningqing opened her mouth and apologized again, but Yu Yihan sounded very strange.

"When I first met your senior brother, he had a bad temper, but now I'm used to it. I thought his senior brother had the same temper."

"Ashamed."

Listening to those words, Song Ningqing could guess how much trouble Xiao Heng had caused Yu Yihan.

However, Xiao Heng lowered his eyebrows and eyes, the whole body was filled with cold air, and a sentence burst out from his thin lips.

"Are you... planning me?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly condensed, and Yu Yihan couldn't help but shut up. Over the years, he didn't estimate the extent of Xiao Heng's cultivation. He only knew that he was still getting stronger day by day. When he was in a bad mood, a red snake the size of a mountain would attack. , were all waved by him at will, destroying the soul and body.

The bones on Yu Yihan's body were still in good condition. In order to prevent the bones from falling apart, he immediately thought of a hundred ways to apologize, but behind the bead curtain, there were some rubbing and murmurs.

After a while, Xiao Heng's voice came again from behind the bead curtain.

"Forgive you once."

Yu Yihan let out an "ouch" in his heart, this ominous beast in the Scarlet Flame Demon Realm, a fairy who can subdue him has come today.

And behind the bead curtain, Song Ningqing's voice came again, and he asked softly.

"Xiaoheng is looking for handsome young people everywhere. Is it your idea or his?"