Long Jiale

At the moment when the riot started, Shen Zhoucheng decisively pushed the little white ball out of his arms, rolled out of the bed, his whole body was burning hot, as if being burned by a raging fire, a hot tyranny surged into his body The brain made him have a strong desire to destroy.

Shen Zhoucheng fell to the ground, and while he was still able to control himself calmly, he used all the power he could control to draw a protective formation around himself to isolate himself from the outside world.

The dragon horn on the forehead seems to be still growing, and the whole body is shimmering with silvery white light. The originally soft skin is covered with a layer of sharp armor-like dragon scales. When the silvery white scales When they collided together, there was a clank sound of gold and stone hitting each other.

Shen Zhoucheng only felt the endless pain coming from his body, as if a knife was cutting his body, and an awl was piercing his bones. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow was the most uncomfortable torture in the world. Being disassembled and remodeled again and again...

The little fox that was thrown out of his arms fell on the pillow, and the little white one got up anxiously from the soft pillow, and saw the scene under the bed clearly with its bright black eyes, and the one that was smiling at him just now The man was being tortured in pain at this time, and the little fox let out a few hasty fox calls anxiously.

It jumped out of the bed at the fastest speed and hit Shen Zhoucheng's side like a meteor. However, just before it touched the opponent's body, a silver light flashed in the air, which Shen Zhoucheng arranged in advance. The array bounced it outside.

The strong rebound force knocked the little white fox back, and its body hit the bed. After a dull sound, the little fox resisted the stabbing pain that gradually spread on his body and legs, and ran to the side of the formation again.

Its paws patted on the transparent membrane, and once again wanted to slam into it with its body.

"Don't... come here, I'm fine." Shen Zhoucheng barely raised his eyelids, saw the little fox's self-harming action, gritted his teeth and comforted it gently, and he used his last bit of spiritual power to penetrate his voice Isolate the formation and send it to its pointed ears.

He coughed a few times, and another strong pain of separation from flesh and blood suddenly hit his body. His fingers grabbed his arm, and the flesh between his fingers was bloody, and the hard scales were caused by his own pain. His patience and vividly scratched the cracks.

Under such pain, he was able to separate his thoughts a little bit. He remembered that some novel authors wrote that the dragon was in severe pain, reaching out to gouge out his own scales, but it was actually true. The scales were pulled off one by one.

Under the severe pain, Shen Zhoucheng had a strong desire to destroy one after another in his head. He wanted to destroy everything to relieve the pain in his body. He used the isolation formation to isolate himself from the outside world It turns out that he was afraid that he would do something irreversible in such an uncontrollable state.

In this formation, he can only hurt himself.

The little fox looked at him anxiously outside, its fox barking became more and more urgent, it used its little head to hit the isolation cover desperately, even if its body was already swollen and painful, it couldn't care less.

The small black eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and mottled tears fell from its glistening pupils, its barking became hoarse, and there were glistening bloodstains on its paws.

"Don't... come here, wait outside, dear—" He squeezed out these few words from his chapped lips, but he didn't have the strength to send these words to the outside of the formation for the little fox to hear, he was completely unable to Then manipulating the violent spiritual power in his body, Shen Zhoucheng knew that his body was undergoing a transformation, and he had to survive it, but he couldn't...

After the autumn crab feast this time, Shen Zhoucheng could feel that his spiritual power was growing faster and faster, gathering many vortexes like a black hole. Now, the power of this black hole has been fully charged, and it is time to explode.

The little fox's eyes were red and swollen, and its barking became hoarse. It tried to step back again, using its weak body to hit the isolation shield.

In fact, I have failed many times. Every time I bumped into it, it was as if I hit a hard object like steel. A very painful feeling appeared in my body. When I was ejected, my bones seemed to be cracked.

The small snow-white body was already stained red, and it bumped into it recklessly, the pair of black eyes filled with water were closed, waiting for another severe pain to come——

But this time it didn't, the chubby body crashed into it.

Shen Zhoucheng was already in so much pain that he lost consciousness, and his eyes could not be opened. The severe pain and exhaustion forced him to fall asleep like this, but his only sliver of consciousness was still persisting. He was still thinking about the little fox outside. Let it hit like that again, if it really turns into a fox cake, silly thing.

But he couldn't withdraw the formation, because he didn't want to hurt the little fox himself.

Shen Zhoucheng's abdomen has been scratched by himself, and several scales have cracks. His fingers seem to be deeply pierced into the ground. Struggling in pain, he pinched and deformed the hard gold under his hands like dough for him to knead.

A warm and soft thing approached his body. After feeling the familiar soft touch, Shen Zhoucheng opened his eyes in disbelief. He saw the little fox curled up beside his arm .

That fluffy little guy looked miserable, with its two pointed ears drooping lifelessly, and its originally snow-white and soft fur was stained with black dust and red bloodstains here and there. With tears in her dark eyes, she looked at him stubbornly.

"You...why... came in? Tell... you wait outside..." Shen Zhoucheng was a little flustered, his current power was uncontrollable, and he would lose consciousness for a while from time to time. Crushed, if this power is used on Xiaobai Tuanzi, what should I do?

"Hey, go out and wait for me, I might be turning into a dragon..."

The little fox propped up his body, crawled near his shoulders, let out a few fox calls, and rubbed his little head against Shen Zhoucheng's neck.

Its soft fox cry seemed to be comforting him, with an inexplicable sense of calm. For some reason, Shen Zhoucheng suddenly felt that the hot explosion in his body seemed to be calmed down.

A spiritual force with tranquility flowed into his body.

The little fox was lying on his shoulders, the snow-white fox fur brushed his face, it closed its eyes, and its soft body seemed to burst out with infinite spiritual power, the spiritual power that was as sweet as an oasis spring , can quell the fiercest fire in the world.

The blood-stained palm gently stroked its snow-white fur.

Although the physical pain has not diminished, Shen Zhoucheng feels that his spirit is much clearer. He no longer feels chaotic, as if he will completely fall asleep in the next second. He vaguely knows that if he loses consciousness Completely passed out, waiting for him may be such a long sleep forever.

His body seemed to be dismantled and reassembled again and again, and the endless pain and torture were testing his endurance all the time.

I don't know how long this difficult night will last,

He hugged the little fox in his arms, and the two of them spent the night on the ground. When the light morning light came in through the gap in the curtains, Shen Zhoucheng felt his eyes light up, and the pain in his body seemed to be has also been reduced.

Shen Zhoucheng opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment. He had already dug out two large holes in the ground under his feet, and a gold brick that had been twisted out of shape fell into the soil, surrounded by formations. The chairs and tables within the scope of the law have only some broken arms and legs. The most pitiful thing is the white thermos cup, which has been crushed into a thermos cake by him, or... broken copper and iron.

When he was holding the little fox and trying to stand up in a daze, he suddenly found that his legs seemed to be shortened, and he seemed to have an extra tail... Wait, a tail?

After staying up all night, he looked at his lower body, and what he could see was like a huge hammer hitting the back of Shen Zhoucheng's head.

His upper body still looks like a human being. It is estimated that the dragon horns on the top of his head and the dragon scales on his arms are still there, but the part from the waist down has become a dragon tail and two short legs, covered by snow-white dragon scales. On the body of the mighty dragon, the two claws are extremely rigid, but they are a bit short and fat.

Shen Zhoucheng turned over, lifted his snow-white dragon tail, and his two legs... or two dragon claws with their hearts facing upwards, grabbed it in the air.

I'm really not used to it.

They are all the descendants of Nuwa, Fuxi, Medusa, etc., who have a human body and a snake tail. Putting them on him becomes a human body and a dragon tail. Shen Zhoucheng tried to stand up, but he didn't know how to stand up. Only hind paws stand up?

... Isn't that weird picture? After all, his upper body is still a human body. The length of his hands and the length of his two paws are obviously inconsistent. Besides, Shen Zhoucheng doesn't want to learn to walk on four legs...

Letting a "little dragon" who is used to walking on two legs learn to crawl is psychologically difficult.

Sweeping with its tail like a snake?

Neither will he.

At most it is——

Shen Zhoucheng tried to curl his tail round and round according to the past memories in his mind, and then he stood upright.

It is too difficult.

Shen Zhoucheng held the sleeping little fox in one hand, and wiped the unnecessary sweat on his forehead with the other. He operated a few more times, and found that he could actually walk in the air, but floating in the air meant that he had to use his whole body to move around. Lie on your stomach with your face down, just like a person touching the ground frontally and walking in translation.

It's hard to accept this...on anyone.