Others are jealous that I have a dragon

The scorching sun at noon in midsummer is merciless.

Qin Changluo's plain clothes were soaked with sweat.He was emotional, and he poked the sword at the turnip field under his feet indiscriminately, making it a mess.

Behind a thick sycamore tree, a man dressed in silver looked at him with a slight frown.The mist around the fingertips transformed into a thick cloud, which lifted Qin Changluo's sky above, and thoughtfully shielded him from the vicious sun.

But Qin Changluo didn't realize that someone secretly helped him, his body became much cooler and his heart was much calmer.

Holding the sword tightly, he walked firmly towards the Taoist temple beside him step by step.

He thought to himself: People are all killed by him, how can they let their corpses lie in the wild, and no one will deal with the aftermath.

No matter how much effort and how long it takes, he will bury the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple.

The man in silver on the sycamore tree saw him walking towards the Taoist temple, thinking: Why did he look so depressed and sad when he saw him for the second time?When he sucked blood for me just now, he was very emotional.

Qin Changluo found a hoe and a shovel in the Taoist temple, pushed a wooden wheeled cart, and piled up three or five corpses whose blood hadn't coagulated, one after another beside the radish field.

Back and forth seven or eight times, the sun was westward, he wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, looked at the gradually dimming sky, and finally noticed the thick clouds accompanying him above his head.

When you move your footsteps, Hou Yun also moves, run, and Hou Yun chases after him.

Qin Changluo became alert and looked at the many Taoist priests who were piled together and died with regret: Could it be that these people died wronged and turned into clouds of injustice and followed me?

The man in silver on the sycamore tree was tasting the sycamore flowers when he saw Qin Changluo avoid the thick clouds with a face of shame, and threw the flowers away.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and it was no longer dry and hot. He shook his fingertips lightly, and the thick clouds disappeared in an instant.

Looking down at him again, I saw that the handsome young man was very cute, and he liked him very much.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed unconsciously.

Qin Changluo heard the extremely slight laughter, and looked around warily: "Which Taoist priest is resentful?"

The man in silver patted his mouth lightly, annoyed that he couldn't help it, and sighed that this man's ears are so sharp?Interesting and interesting, he is not afraid of death, dare to ask questions?

Not bad, this temper, I like it.

Qin Changluo frowned and shook his head when he saw the thick cloud above his head, unable to understand.

He continued to turn back and push and pull the corpse.

The silver-clothed man watched him go back and forth several times, and was a little puzzled: But after sleeping, it has been hundreds of years?Why... is this seemingly innocent young man actually a murderous demon?And killing people is just to add nourishment to the radish?Unavoidably, there are too many, and some are cruel.

You can't marry a vicious person back, you have to observe it again.

Twilight shrouded, and the vision was a little unclear.

The corpse that Qin Changluo pushed for the last time was a benevolent old Taoist priest.

"Master..." he yelled dully, but half a day's affection was enough for this fatherless person to let go, and he lamented, "I, Qin Changluo, I'm sorry for you, and all that I know and don't see people."

The jolt of the wooden cart seemed to make the old Taoist move, Qin Changluo stopped, and carefully straightened his head.

"Qin... Chang... Luo..." With a slow and desolate sound, the old Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, blood red seeping through his eyes!

"Ah!!" Qin Changluo was taken aback by surprise and jumped away.

Fraud?Resurrected, or not dead?

"Zhiwu... Guan, you are the only one left to...revenge! Revenge..." The old Taoist priest's eyes were tearing apart, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he couldn't stop, "Here...here you..."

With all his strength, he swiped his hand towards the inch-long white jade ruyi at his waist, with blood and tears welling up in his eyes, "The... position of the Lord of the Temple... is passed on to... you..."

The old Taoist master gathered his unwillingness and entrusted his hope to the only newcomer disciple who survived the bloody disaster.

Qin Changluo was extremely guilty: "You know, it was me who was greedy for your charity and dreamed of living a life for ordinary people, which caused the entire Taoist temple to die. You are not entrusted to you!"

But the old Taoist leader who lowered his head couldn't hear these words.

In the radish field, the man in silver waited and waited and waited, but he couldn't see Mr. Qiao, so he looked through the corpses of these Taoists. The sky was dark, but it didn't affect his vision.

There was a slight sound behind him, he became alert and immediately disappeared.

Looking back, under the moonlight, Mr. Qiao only came pushing an old Taoist priest.Although the clothes are rough, it doesn't affect the beauty of the face, that is, the complexion is not very fair.

Good-looking is still very good-looking, such a delicate man can only be found in paintings.The silver-clothed man walked over and looked at Young Master Qiao up close, pleasing to the eye, feeling a little ecstatic for some reason.

Killing demons, be demons!Adjust slowly.Just teach.It's worth marrying for your face!

"Master, I have never been willing to believe that I was born with evil. Grandpa always warned me not to contact anyone, but I was greedy. I wanted to know what it was like to be accompanied by someone. But if I get along for half a day, I will die Forget you, Chang Luo hates himself, hates this fate!"

He sighed faintly, feeling infinitely sad and bewildered: "You want me to take revenge, it's not difficult, as long as I find the person who killed you and stay with him for half a day, maybe I can kill him." Qin Changluo felt guilty. , Laughing self-deprecatingly.

The man in silver was originally affected by his emotions and felt a little sad, but his heart trembled because of his wry smile: Tsk tsk, it looks good!

"However, if it wasn't for my appearance, you probably wouldn't have suffered such a calamity. How can you let me take revenge with peace of mind?"

The man in silver thinks his voice is very nice.The voice line is clean, the lingering sound is slightly dragged, and the words seem to be interrupted continuously, like the ding-dong of spring water.

Not heard enough.

Wait, he will realize that this handsome young master is not a murderer, but a lucky escape.He kept saying that the viewers were killed by him, so why is there another enemy?Also, he called someone Master, that should be a Taoist priest.Why is he wearing a rough patched gown, why not a Taoist uniform?

Curiosity aroused, the man in silver smiled: This man is getting more and more interesting.

He didn't care who killed the many Taoist priests.The turmoil of the human race has been like this for generations. He is a dragon clan and can't care about these things.At this moment, he just wanted to savor the impeccable profile of the handsome young man quietly, and his mood was swaying.

Qin Changluo began to dig a hole and bury people.

The night wind was blowing, although it was slightly cool, but it could not reduce the sweat from his hard work digging a hole.

He didn't know how many pits he had dug in different depths. He buried his head in the soil and suddenly realized something.

He poked the shovel into the soil, wondering: "I've been digging a hole for most of the night, why aren't you tired?"

The silver-clothed man was sitting by the pit, brushing a lock of hair, admiring Young Master Pretty unscrupulously.A layer of water on his face glowed with silvery moonlight spots, which was really pretty.

Laughing in my heart: You haven't noticed that there are dozens of these pits out of thin air?It's really a kind heart. With my own strength, I want to bury these hundred bones.

He saw that Mr. Qiao was really slow in digging holes, so he helped him dig some holes.

The silver-clothed man slid his fingertips on his waist a few times, and smiled shyly: "Today is my once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity to take off my scales. In the next few times, I would take off my scales without realizing it in my sleep. I was stabbed by you today. Slightly painful and slightly itchy sucking my wound...It's so uncomfortable, I want...to do it again."

When the day was approaching noon, the silver-clothed man who was sleeping soundly with the dragon's body was suddenly awakened by the pain.

At that time-

Qin Changluo dug out a radish, wiped the soil on his clothes, gnawed off a few pieces of skin, and ate it.

"Shui Ling!" He looked at the Taoist temple not far away and smiled happily.This morning, the old Taoist priest in his temple accepted him as an apprentice. In the future, he will be a little Taoist priest, with a place to live and a place to eat, which is very good.

But... what Grandpa said...

Qin Changluo couldn't help frowning, revealing a trace of worry and uneasiness.

"What if Grandpa's words are inaccurate?" He comforted himself, "I stayed with them for so long this morning, and nothing happened to everyone. So... don't worry."

He took another bite of the radish and saw a hill with an unusual color in the distance.

Warm yellow, under the sun, shimmering slightly, like the sunshine jumping on the ice in winter.

Surrounded by lush forests, this warm color looks beautiful.

The place next to the Taoist temple is nourished by the immortal energy. Is this mountain full of rare treasures?

Prompted by curiosity, he put the dug radish in the basket and ran towards the mountain.

Turning around and turning around a bush, lying across a stream, he approached this luminous mountain.

The Taoist priest asked him to go back before noon, as long as there was no delay in bringing the radishes to the kitchen for cooking.He looked at the sky, it was still early.

This mountain stretches for a long, long time without end in sight. The mountain is unevenly covered with reflective hard, thick and wide, round and overlapping things like jade.He took the saber that the Taoist priest gave him, poked it, and it jingled.

What kind of peerless baby is this?Definitely worth the money!

There are still some parts of the mountain that are flexible, and the color is lighter. If you look carefully, there are hidden textures.Qin Changluo poked with the sword again, a deep mark was printed, and slowly bounced back, returning to the original level.

"Interesting," he glanced back in the direction of the Taoist temple, and sighed in his heart, "The fairy spirit of the blessed land, even the mountains are so eye-opening!"

He became playful and prepared to poke with his sword again.

The dragon body of the man in silver was knocked, and he moved his waist in a daze.

"Huh?" When Qin Changluo turned his head, he looked at the mountain in front of him. Why, it was a little far away from him?

He scratched his head and thought about it, but he didn't do anything. He took two steps and stabbed towards the "mountain" with his sword!

"Puff puff"

A sweet scent came out, and an amber viscous liquid flowed out slowly, crystal clear and shining.

The man in silver was suddenly attacked, his waist hurt, and he woke up!

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The demon world is divided into two, and the monarchs of the two countries have been enemies for thousands of years, and they have been fighting endlessly.

When Yicheng was fighting with Lan Ye once, he accidentally fell into a strange formation, and the two demon emperors had to stop fighting temporarily and work together to break the formation.

But after coming out of the magic circle, Yisheng found that Lan Ye, who had always been at odds with him, was going in the wrong direction.

Previous encounters between the two:

Lan Ye: "Earth Leopard, let you go home without your life today!"

Yisheng: "Broken Peacock, don't talk too much if you can do it!"

Then there was a fierce fight with swords and swords!

Now the two are in front of the lineup:

Lan Ye opened her screen: "Does my tail look good?"

Yisheng: "???"

Then there was an uproar between the demon soldiers of the two countries, and the battlefield openly courted. Could it be that the two demon emperors did something unspeakable in the magic circle?Then... can I fight?

The tits are fierce and beautiful, "Snow Leopard Demon Emperor Yisheng" v Sao Lang's sticky attack "Blue Peacock Demon Emperor Lan Ye"

1 pair of clean heels

1. Being loved by everyone, the flowers bloom when they see them "Yes, the flowers bloom when they see him".

2. The supporting characters in the article refer to the "Shan Hai Jing" in part, and will change some settings in line with this article on the basis of the original text.