Don't suck me, I'm not sweet {wear book}

Ever since Zhulong made his start, what happened next was really not peaceful for Li Hai.Almost every day, all kinds of monsters and ghosts come to harass, most of them can't break through the formation set up by Qinglong, so they try their best to mess around outside like a clown.

Once Qinglong was groping for something delicious in the kitchen of Li Dian, when there was a sudden turmoil, the fish balls that had been kneaded for a long time fell to the ground and were discarded.That was the only time Qinglong got angry. He rushed outside angrily, picked up the descendants of Gonggong who had slammed into the wall outside, and beat him up.

Besides, this Qinglong is actually an otaku, and the gods outside said that he was not born, that he was noble and detached, and Wen Nong, who was attached to Qinglong's shell, rolled his eyes when he heard this.It's not that he's bragging, if Qinglong is in a modern society with advanced technology, this guy probably won't step out of the house if he is given a mobile phone.

In addition to adjusting the aura of heaven and earth, this four-elephant-headed god's hobbies are eating, drinking and raising cubs.Chang Yi's biological father is a god, and Xiao Douding was born a demigod, but his father has a bunch of children, and he doesn't recognize this illegitimate child, so he forgets about his son.Qinglong picked him up, who was so hungry that he was floating in the Lihai Sea, and then brought him back to raise him.

After that, he picked up an even more remarkable one.

Xiaoludao sat obediently, with his feet slapping the water under his feet, and asked innocently and innocently, "What is Killing Gudao?"

Qinglong took a small spoon to scrape the fresh meat from the crab shell, and then put it in a small plate: "Chuangshen opened the world with an axe, and his body turned into a river in the world. The god does not see his body, but his heart is hidden in the world. In the beginning, the aura of the world was at its peak, and according to the heart of the God of Creation, the front of the ax turned into a sword of the most spiritual, carrying the clean energy of heaven and earth. A few years later, the world of gods and the world of humans evolved, and evil flourished. The back of the ax should also be regenerated accordingly, turning into a machete to accommodate the excess hostility of the world."

Qinglong freed his hand and caressed the place where the spirit pattern appeared on his face at that time: "The red spirit pattern on your body is the veins of the blade, and it is the trace left by the savage energy of the world."

Xiaoludao stopped shaking his feet, not long after he transformed into a spirit, Lingzhi still couldn't keep up, he was a little confused when he heard it, so he put his face into his palm: "I'm a knife, am I dangerous?"

Qinglong smiled, scooped up a spoonful of crab meat and handed it to his lips, Xiaoludao opened his mouth with an "ah", and even took the handle of the spoon into his mouth.

Qinglong just smiled and said: "So good, where is the danger?"

On this day, a guest came to Li Hai.

At that time, Qinglong was holding Xiaolu Dao in his arms to teach him how to practice, when suddenly there were ripples on the sea surface, which could not disperse for a long time.Chang Yi shouted: "Father, he is here!"

After a while, a handsome man stepped forward, and waved his hands vigorously from a long distance: "Qinglong——"

Qinglong clicked a circle of ripples and went out, helping the man ride the waves, he looked at the man with a smile: "Yan."

Yanshi happily stepped on the water: "What have you been up to lately?"

Qinglong said seriously: "Busy with the children."

Yanshi laughed loudly: "Is it true?"

Qinglong held Xiaoludao by his side: "Xiaodao, this is Yanshi, my friend who asked, his name is Uncle."

Yan Shi couldn't laugh anymore, he jumped up and shouted, "It's brother! What kind of uncle, it sounds so old!"

On the side, Xiao Changyi called his uncle crisply, and the atmosphere seemed joyful because of the arrival of this man.

Wen Nong looked at this man named Yan through Qinglong's eyes, and his mood became more complicated.

It's not just his own that he's backtracking.

Yanshi played with Xiao Changyi's sky braid, and in a blink of an eye saw the boy in white who was looking at him curiously.When Xiao Ludao saw him looking over, he immediately raised his hand to protect his braid.

Yanshi squinted his eyes happily, and winked at Qinglong: "This kid looks really good."

Qinglong said modestly, "Dongkun Sword is also good."

Yanshi babbled: "That was raised by me! By the way, you don't even hide it?"

"You are a god of weapons, and you can see through his origin at a glance. I can't hide it." Qinglong pulled the young man over, rubbed his shoulder and asked Yanshi, "What about Yashen?"

Yanshi winked, Qinglong saw that he seemed to be having a stroke, so he let Xiaoludao and Changyi play, and couldn't help but said: "If you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

Yanshi took out a box from his sleeve: "He has something to say, you can tell him."

Inside the small box lay a little turtle, stretching its head slowly.

Qinglong looked at it for a while, then raised his eyebrows: "Xuanwu?"

"It's a split body." Yanshi explained, "He is very important to the sub-shen now, and he can't run away for too long, so he asked me to bring a part. And you also know that Xuanwu used to be one of Zhongshen's powerful subordinates, He has been thinking about you all the time, and he is afraid that he will come directly and cause trouble for you."

Qinglong smiled: "My brother, don't think about that."

The little tortoise stretched its neck and said, "How are you?"

Qinglong nodded: "Very good, you don't have to worry about it."

The little turtle looked up at him, and went straight to the topic: "But the Killing Gudao is too dangerous. It is different from the Dongkun Sword. Dongkun involves the clean energy of the world, and the way is good and light, but the Killing Gudao carries Killing the evil spirit. Ask, even you may not be able to control him. Once the Gudao wipes out the spiritual wisdom, you and Chang Yi will bear the brunt."

Qinglong withdrew his smile: "You want me to hand him over to you?"

The little turtle shook his head: "Shen Ya only has one request, that is, please take good care of him and never let him be used by Zhong Shen. But I don't agree, ask, I'm worried about you."

"I don't need to tell you that you know for sure that when the slaughter is rampant, the hostility of the world will also increase. There will still be wars in the future. The hostility cannot be purified, and killing the ancient sword will only become more and more dangerous to you."

Qinglong narrowed his eyes: "In your opinion, what should we do?"

The little tortoise with mung bean-like eyes didn't blink: "The Killing Sword shouldn't be transformed into a spirit. Letting him continue to maintain the container state is the best way to benefit the world."

Yanshi was startled: "Ah..."

"Ask, the container that carries the evil spirit should not have a spirit, the spirit he transforms will eventually move closer to the evil and finally merge..."

"How do you know?" Qinglong interrupted him, and the spirit pressure dropped, "You think he was born with evil, and the spirit he transformed is also evil? So you want to persuade me to suppress him, or kill him in his immature state? Let him return to the spiritless container state?"

The little turtle seemed to heave a long sigh: "I know that you will blame me once you say this, but time is short, so I have to say it."

Yanshi scratched his head, trying to calm down: "Ahaha that, in fact, the artifact turns into a spirit—"

"Since he has a spirit, he is not an artifact." Qinglong looked at him, "Dongkun is, so is the killing knife. Yanshi, you should know it best."

Yanshi remained silent.

Xuanwu's advice ended with a sigh.

In the end, Yanshi had no choice but to leave with the box, and said sincerely: "Qianlong, be careful, if there is anything I can help, just tell me."

"Thank you."

After saying that, Yanshi stepped on the waves and left.

Qinglong was out of his mind for a while, and I don't know how long it took, when he suddenly felt his sleeves sinking.He turned his head and saw the misty path knife.

Xiao Ludao grabbed his sleeve, and said in a daze, "Did he tell you to be careful of me?"

Qinglong lowered his head to see his dripping eyes, stretched out his fingertips to caress, and scratched the water marks on his fingers.

"I understand." In the blink of an eye, star-like drops of water shattered, "I'm angry, it's me. People come here all the time recently, they want to grab the knife and ask if they like it."

He pointed to himself and asked tearfully: "The knife is a burden, isn't it?"

Qinglong stared at him for a while, then laughed.

In the next second, Qinglong transformed into a dragon shape in front of him, not as huge as Zhulong, and deliberately shrunk in size.

Xiaoludao was stunned, and forgot to shed tears.The green dragon walked around him, the dragon's beard was flowing, and the dragon's tail gently curled around his waist.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to stroke the dragon tail. The dragon scales were blue on the surface, but silver on the back.

Every texture has a gentle taste.

Qinglong stopped in front of him, lazily put his head against his chest lightly.

Xiao Ludao saw two pairs of horns on the dragon's head.One pair is in the front, small and exquisite, and the other pair is slightly attached to the back of the head, magnificent and moist.

Wen Nong saw the appearance of the opposite angle through the young man's eyes, and couldn't hold back a word.

The same goes for Road Knife.

Because the opposite corner at the back is on Road Dao's head.

It is Wen Nong's favorite corner to touch.

"You are not a burden." The green dragon leaned against his chest, and the silver dragon pupils stared at him, "You are a miracle that you have transformed into a pure spirit from the hostility of all things."

"Your existence is the embodiment of my belief." Qinglong raised his head and kissed his forehead lightly.That's why he turned into a dragon, because if he was in human form, he would be too embarrassed to kiss him.

"I want to protect you, this incomparable miracle." Qinglong said softly, "My miracle."

"mine."

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