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

Before Zhulong turned his head, he instinctively grabbed the red snake and put it in his arms, teleporting behind Qinglong.In order to catch the snake, he missed the opportunity to take Qinglong as a hostage, and was shaken backward by a burst of ridiculously strong spiritual power.

The strong wind was blowing, and the blue sea was full of tides. Qinglong couldn't help closing his eyes, and immediately felt embraced by a hug.

He heard his heart pounding, and opened his eyes in disbelief.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Lu Dao has grown back to look somewhere between a teenager and a young man. At this time, his handsome face is full of irritability and anger, and the outline is sunken in the shadows, which is shocking.

Qinglong stared at him blankly, and suddenly felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual power on one side.He looked sideways, and saw Lu Dao's slender five fingers grasping the void, with electric current running through his fingertips, and a long knife slowly appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Lu Dao hugged him tightly with one hand, and slowly raised the still unstable Yuanyuan Killing Dao with the other hand.Thick black mist like magma and crackling electric sparks flowed from the knife body, and the deep murderous aura was chilling.

Candle Dragon patted the shivering Red Snake hiding in his arms, and narrowed his eyes to look at Lu Dao in the distance: "The second meeting, I am not looking up, hello, Killing Dao."

Lu Dao pointed the tip of the knife at him, and the thick black mist rushed towards him like a wave, but Zhulong calmly raised his index finger and smiled on his lips.The black mist swept away, and when it was about to devour him, Zhulong's figure suddenly shattered into a pile of fragments.

Lu Dao frowned, Qinglong coughed and explained: "It's an illusion, he must have dived into the bottom of the sea."

Lu Dao glanced at him, hugged him darkly, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to kill him."

As he said that, he took Qinglong to step into the void, and the Yuanyuan knife slashed in the air, and the strong wind split the surface of the sea, as if it was going to split Li Hai into two sides.

This knife must have hit Zhulong's back, Qinglong heard the dull dragon chant, and also felt his back was chilling.

Then he really felt that something was wrong all over his body, his spirit veins were twisted, and he was forced to vomit a mouthful of blood.

Lu Dao's pupils shrank, and he was really distracted to see his situation: "Ask?"

The devilish energy was haunting Qinglong's veins, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.In a blur, a long ridge was drawn on the sea surface, and that dog Zhulong ran away with his subordinates in a hurry.

Lu Dao didn't care about that guy, and leaned down against his forehead, and soon felt the devilish energy in his veins.

Some kind of shadow appeared in his eyes, and then he took away the Yuanyuan knife in his right hand, and blocked it against Qinglong's spirit orifice.

It was... a very vicious kiss.

Qinglong only felt a burst of pain in his body, as if the bone marrow was being pulled out, and he was suppressed with a dull feeling of suffocation.

Lu Dao finally bit his lip, rude and fierce, revealing a mania that seemed to be out of control.

The stagnant spirit veins suddenly cleared up, and his body became light again, but Qinglong didn't feel relaxed, instead he was startled and looked at him dazedly.

Lu Dao drew the devilish energy in his spiritual veins to himself.

The whole process was so skillful that Qinglong was startled.

Lu Dao licked the blood from his lips, and pressed his cold fingers against his neck. His pupils were obviously not red, but they revealed Senhan's evil spirit.

He pressed the side of Qinglong's neck and said expressionlessly, "You were bitten."

Qinglong stared straight at the murderous look in his eyebrows, and was speechless for a while.

Lu Dao also looked at him quietly, and suddenly exploded after a while, holding Qinglong and falling straight from mid-air.

Water splashed, and Ludao bit his neck in the water.

The spiritual power in the spiritual veins was circulating violently, and the original spirit quickly filled up. I don't know if it was because Lu Dao drank his blood, or because Lu Dao took off the defense in his heart. Qinglong sensed his sea of ​​consciousness for a long time.

【Exorcism】

This is a clean thought in Lu Dao's sea of ​​knowledge.

After returning to Kunwu Mountain, Qinglong realized what Lu Dao was practicing in Shenyuan.

The gods who were infected by the demonic energy in the early stage were all recuperating in Shenyuan. What Ludao did was to try to drain the demonic energy from the bodies of those gods without contact.Because he was transformed to contain hostility, this is his "use".

That's why he was so proficient that he could easily extract the devilish energy from the Azure Dragon's veins.

The snake poison in Qinglong's body was not completely removed, so he dragged his feet to see Yashen.

The Father God pointed to the sky: "Heaven will allow him to take this responsibility. If you are dissatisfied, you should ask the heaven and the earth."

Qinglong's heart was ashamed, and Wen Nong, who had been watching dully, almost went mad.

It's so embarrassing, it's so irritating.

He had developed a resistance, but his thirst for knowledge finally overwhelmed his anger.

Wen Nong wants to last until the end, he wants to see the turning point of Ludao.

On his side, he resisted and insisted on going back, but on the young master's side, he was very relaxed.

Young Master Lu returned to his silly appearance when he was six years old, with a white dragon wandering around him all day long.It seemed that he had really returned to the comfortable days when he was riding on the head of a white dragon while cultivating. The sense of belonging made him indulge in the mirror of returning to the world from the bottom of his heart.

When he was young, he liked to cultivate on the white dragon most, touching its two small round horns and smooth scales.Bailong also likes the two bright blue horns on his head, and often pokes his horns with his big finger, as if testing whether they are firm or not.Finally, go to poke his fat belly, which always makes the little guy amused.

Ludao in the shell looks at Bailong, and sometimes thinks of Qinglong's Wen Nong when he was in a state, and every time he feels conflicted in his heart.

On the one hand, he also wants to get rid of this dream, and leave the mirror of returning to the world to find Wen Nong.But on the other hand, he can't help but fall into this warm and deep memory, which is his real past and the most worry-free period of his life.He didn't grow into a distorted idiot because of the hostility in his origin, the big reason was from Bailong.

He is extremely attached to the tenderness and generosity of Bailong.Whenever the Sea of ​​Consciousness was making noise and rolling all over the ground in pain, as long as Bailong rushed over and put his big paws on his head, he would be able to break free from the haunting energy of heaven and earth.

Wen Nong is the lover he wants to rub into his flesh and blood, and Bailong is the family he wants to rely on.

The young master is reluctant to leave the world in this retracement.

Until——he came to the day when he turned sixteen.

He remembered that when he was 16 years old, his spiritual pulse was broken.When he was demonized, he vaguely remembered that he fell into an embrace, the temperature was slightly cold, but he felt good.When he woke up again, the Pothole Demon Lord was by his side, and he always thought that it was his father who helped him tide over the difficulties.

That is, since then, he has never seen Bailong again.

So the young master practiced quickly to break the sky and the earth, and began to search for it endlessly.Because he was afraid that when he was demonized back then, he would accidentally hurt Bailong, so he would not come to see him again.

Fortunately, he later met it in Lingwu Mountain in the fairy world, and Lu Dao finally confirmed that Bailong was safe, so he was completely relieved.

But this... what is the situation?

Lu Dao stared blankly at his own magic energy at sixteen o'clock, wreaking havoc everywhere in the world, just like a demolition expert exploding a husky.

In the absence of the Demon Lord, the monsters hid in their caves and shivered. He staggered and rampaged on this isolated island, leveling many hills.

He hugged his head and let out a ghostly and piercing roar, his eyes couldn't see the target clearly, and his hands didn't take care of the aim, only the thoughts of destruction and destruction were in his mind.

As far as the eye can see, scarlet spirit patterns like thorns are all over the body surface. When Lu Dao went back to this period again, he still felt that he was a monster.

He slashed at a mountain with a wave of his hand, and the explosive demonic energy gathered into a blade, cutting down half of the hill, and terrible magma burst out from the fracture.

There was a sound of "sizzling" in the ears, it was the sound made when the magma splashed on a large area of ​​the body surface, just listening to it made people's scalp numb.

Lu Dao felt his heart and liver twitching, thinking that some poor creature was hit by Chi Yu by his mad self, and then through his defocused eyes, he saw a familiar dragon.

Lu Dao held his breath.

The white dragon coiled up its body and surrounded the violent self at that time. Blood and magma dripped from the dragon's spine.

This usually soft and gentle dragon neighed, its scales were all opened, but the demonized road knife couldn't hear its call at all.He made a fuss against the white dragon, and the hostility of the world exceeded his threshold. Once his wisdom was swallowed, all that remained was the brutal instinct that lost his sanity.

Bailong clung to him relentlessly, trying to curb his loss of control.Its body became smaller and smaller, and finally opened its mouth and bit his shoulder, trembling non-stop.

Lu Dao looked helplessly at his bastard atrocities in the shell, struggling desperately to control the dominance of this body, so that he could smash himself to death.

But he's just a backtracker, and can't do anything but watch.

"You have a bag on your head! Get out of the way, you idiot!" He yelled at Bai Long, and before he yelled a few words, he couldn't take it anymore, and started crying.

He tormented Bailong demonically for a long time before his spirit pulse slowed down a little, and after exhaustion, he fell down dying, his eyes half closed.

Lu Dao scolded himself while wiping his eyes, mustering up the courage to look at Bai Long.

The white dragon also lost his strength, and slowly let go of his shoulder. Its teeth were not sharp, and it didn't even bite him, it just held his shoulder in its mouth to divert attention.

The beautiful dragon image it had before had disappeared, and now it was no longer in the shape of a dragon, and the wounds on its body were healing quickly, and it looked extremely pitiful.

What remained unchanged was the eyes. Lu Dao didn't see any loathing in Long Tong, only deep compassion and more complicated feelings.

The white dragon coiled him and slid to the messy ground, the cold horns pressed against his temples.

Lu Dao's vision suddenly blurred, and everything he saw slowed down.

Thousands of silver lights and dewdrops flew under the crimson and black sky, revealing the incomplete gods from the setting sun like blood.

The dew has stained the ends of the god's long hair, and even stained his eyelashes... This man is extremely eye-catching.

Lu Dao stared at him steadfastly, everything was going away.The memory is confused and the soul is upside down.

The sea of ​​consciousness is blank, only the person in front of him is left.

He was covered in white clothes stained with blood, his unruly expression 3000 years ago was no longer there, only the desolation after the vicissitudes of life remained.

The green dragon in white had a weak aura, and it was extremely difficult for him to raise his hand.

Lu Dao watched him bite his wrist, then bowed his head, and gave him the blood.

After crossing, his figure became transparent.Mozun came out of the pass, he heard the voice, and finally he hastily and softly caressed Ludao who was in a coma, then tried his best to get up, and left the world with difficulty.

The wind blew his long hair and cut his face.

Lu Dao's sea of ​​consciousness was still blank, his eyes were dry, and he couldn't close them no matter what.

how could this be.

Qinglong, Bailong... are all Wen Nong.