108 Ways to Heal a Loyal Dog

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"I like Anser's changes." The red dragon continued without a pause.

"I'm not referring to that one. Accustomed to Ron En's ability to interrupt key questions, Thrall stroked its head with his hand, shook his head at it and said, "Although you liked Master before, you were also a little afraid of him.But now, that feeling has disappeared, right? "

"This is the most direct change after the mage's power has dropped significantly."

"The power has declined?" Ron En blinked in confusion, "But no matter how much power Anser consumed in that battle, after sleeping for so long, he should have recovered by now."

The fist hanging by his side was tightened, and the man used a solemn expression to cover up the turbulent thoughts in his heart: "Thousands of years of deep sleep have prevented the master's soul from dissipating, but the damaged soul source cannot be completely healed. "

Ron En's red beast's pupils shrank, its wings flapped violently, it jumped onto Thrall's arm, and shouted at him: "...Anser hurt the origin?!"

Thrall smiled wryly at the slowness of his comrade-in-arms, but at the same time rejoiced that before that cruel struggle full of conspiracy and betrayal, Ron temporarily left because of family affairs: "Before I accompany the master to sleep, I will do my best Some repair methods can be used. So the situation will no longer get worse, but there are some fatal wounds that cannot heal up to now."

"But the breaking of the soul link... will exacerbate the injury of the master's soul source..." Thrall said hoarsely, as if he couldn't support himself, he threw his body into the back of the large chair.

He raised his head, looked at the chandelier hanging between the vines, and muttered in a low voice full of frustration: "If I had considered at that time, the situation of the master after losing His Majesty Helios, the current situation would not be so bad ..."

"I'm so stupid..."

Before he could finish his words, a sigh of self-blame and regret fell gently.

Ron crawled step by step with his paws to the usual position on the man's shoulders, and slapped Sal on the cheek with his wings, dissatisfied with his current decadent appearance: "You are stupid, Sal!"

"Such a good opportunity, don't moan! Grab it and hurry up!"

"……what?"

"Didn't you tell me before that a soulmate is very important to a mage? Now that Anser has finally returned to being single, and the situation is very bad, he needs to reconnect as soon as possible. Isn't this a great opportunity?"

"..." Thrall turned his face away, pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, and patted its head with his fingers.

"Near the water and the platform first wins the moon! You have to work hard and try to get Anser!"

This time Thrall pinched the little red dragon's body and threw it onto the table with a "snap".

Caught off guard, Ron rolled on the rough tabletop before moving his body on all fours. Just as he was about to accuse the knight who treated him so roughly, he met the man's long blue eyes.

"I appreciate your extra enthusiasm for my love life." He stared at Ron En, his eyes were still gentle, but his expression was very serious, "However, no matter how limited the time, such things as the master's spirit forming a partner, It can't be used as a joke..."

"—I'm serious!" Hearing this, Ron En hastily reiterated his intention, "You are so worthy..."

"Only a noble and holy person like His Majesty Helios complements the master." Thrall lowered his eyes and looked at an irregular stain on the stone slab under his feet, "And I believe that the master will definitely meet a perfect man again." companion."

"Before then, protecting the master is the only thing we have to do."

After the words fell, Sal stood up, picked up the long-standing dinner plate, and before going out, he turned around and added:

"Ron En, don't go to sleep in the proprietress' jewelry box anymore. Get a good rest tonight. After the master wakes up, we will set off for Orion."

"Orien? This city is still there?!" Ron En cleverly grabbed the second half of the sentence and then focused on expressing his opinion, "It's a pity..."

"Considering that if Orien no longer exists, it will be very difficult to retrieve the master's staff." Thrall pushed open the wooden door, and glanced back at Ron, who was trying to express his regret with a dragon face, "I think Hurley His Majesty's descendants deserve our thanks."

"Hmph, I just don't like that country, that city, that surname..." With a breath of dragon's breath, Ron flew from the table to the bed where the mage was, found an empty seat by the pillow, and scratched it with his paws. A small hole, stuck belly down.

Looking closely at the mage who fell into a coma with his big eyes open, the little red dragon felt more and more upset the more he looked at it.

What is unworthy!Obviously, Anse's long gray hair goes well with black hair.Besides, the color of the eyes, how harmonious and unified blue and gold are.There are also professions, fighters and mages are perfect complements, and knights are like a backup... Thrall was hit by a rock on the forehead, so he has no confidence in himself!

The little red dragon turned over on the side of the pillow, with its tail raised forward, poked the mage's face, and was staring at the handsome face in front of him. Suddenly, the person who was sleeping peacefully opened his closed eyes, and grabbed the mage with his hands. Its tail sat up with its other hand covering its forehead.

"...Fucking... isn't it really a dream..."

The body fell into sleep, and even the eyelids could not be opened, but the consciousness was clear, and the hearing power did not weaken at all.Just like that, Su Chengxing lay on the bed and became a vegetable for a long time, and at the same time kept the conversation of one person and one dragon in his head without saying a word.

Su Chengxing, who has been excellent in Chinese since he was a child, immediately came up with two central ideas after listening to it:

Some of the core functions of this awesome mage body that I occupy have been broken. The unskilled part-time repairman Zhonggou Jun has repaired it before, and it can be used, but it changes from 5S to 4 in an instant.If you want to return to the peak era, it depends on whether the manufacturer will replace it with a new one.

Apparently, the loyal dog secretly (obviously) loves the mage, but he is born with distorted ideas and inexplicable inferiority complex. Instead, he admires his friend (long) who doesn't like his original partner very much, and directly rejects the straight road to the light.

At that time, Su Chengxing thought that the dream was almost over, silently recalling the plot of the story and summarizing the central idea, waiting for a ray of sunshine to fall into his pillow from the dormitory window after opening his eyes.

The result... hehehe...

There is no sunshine, but there is a dragon struggling in his hand at the moment!

Even if I automatically find excuses such as "this dream breakpoint resume function is so powerful", "maybe I slept too long this time, so I didn't finish it after several times", but as a person who can test Su Chengxing, an excellent student who went to college and passed the exam overnight with high scores, and Su Chengxing, whose IQ is absolutely not hard, had to seriously consider that possibility...

——Traveling.

"Anser... Anser..." The dragon who was held in the palm of his hand stretched his neck outwards, his fleshy head turned around, his big red eyes were pitiful and aggrieved, "I'm going to be out of breath...QAQ. "

"Ah?" Su Chengxing, who was seriously digesting the possibility of "maybe I'm wearing it", was taken aback for a moment, and quickly let go of his subconsciously exerted strength. When he saw Ron En land on the quilt, he stroked his chest with his front paws, still in shock After seeing his appearance, the good boy who felt that he was a little angry immediately felt a little guilty, leaned in front of it, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize..."

Ron En stepped on Su Chengxing's leg, walked from calf to knee, touched his nose with his paw, and said seriously: "You are a magician, and a magician will never need to apologize to magical creatures."

Su Chengxing looked at the round-headed little red dragon in his field of vision, recalling its mighty and domineering appearance before, he couldn't help laughing lowly: "Ron En, can you give me a bite?"

"why?"

"I'm a * teacher, so it's justified for me to do this." Su Chengxing said casually.

So, Ron En opened his mouth and bit Su Chengxing's outstretched index finger.

"—Aw!"

Su Chengxing, who was not mentally prepared at all, and had no time to maintain a calm and elegant appearance, howled out reflexively.

Let you bite you, do you want to be so sincere, it feels like your fingers are about to be bitten off.

Su Chengxing took out his finger and looked it over carefully. There were only a few small tooth marks on the round and smooth fingertips, not even a single scar.

But those pains are really ten fingers connected to the heart, and it feels like the heart is about to be ripped out...

So... this is really not a dream.

Su Chengxing, who was belatedly aware of it, was at a loss in an instant. Although sometimes after eating and drinking with his feet resting on the table to pick toothpicks, he would flirt. A loyal dog as a harem... But when his daydream came true, he straightened his legs and slid into the quilt, turned into a face-down position, picked up the pillow and buried himself in it.

He needs to take it easy.

The result of this delay was...he fell asleep.

This time, after opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the shrunken and cute face of the red dragon Ron En.He grabbed another pillow to cover his face, and was about to loathe himself and mourn for a few more minutes, when a sound of footsteps came from far and near:

"Master, are you awake?"

"Sal..."

Su Chengxing let out a low sigh, threw the pillow, and sat up reluctantly, grabbing his hair, but didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only pick up the most innocuous sentence, and said aggrievedly, "I'm hungry."

"Your subordinate has already prepared dinner."

The deep male voice is magnetic and sexy, even without that face, it is still full of temptation.Su Chengxing wept silently in his heart, despising his trait of being interested in sex, but he had to admit that after realizing that this perfect object that he once thought was only bestowed by the great god in his head was actually a real person, the mess in his heart was mixed with loss, sadness, depression, etc. The bad mood has magically faded a considerable part.

He was looking up at the man in front of him drooling, and Mr. Stomach grunted without saving face.

"Master, let's eat first..." Thrall, who thought he had something to order and had been waiting, laughed, and went out to call a few names.

After a burst of chaotic footsteps, Thrall walked in with three blond young men.After they put the trays in their hands on the table one by one, the one in front came over and knelt down to help Su Chengxing put on his shoes.Another person shook off the thick and soft robe and put it on for him, and another person came to Su Chengxing's other side and stretched out his hand to help him up.

#On a second painting style mutation#

After being waited on by them in a daze and sitting on a chair, Su Chengxing, who didn't bother about brushing his teeth, washing his face before eating, forked the food and put it into his mouth without taste, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on this moment There were already three people obediently standing in a row in the corner.

This, this should not be what he thought =_=...

Fortunately, Su Chengxing still has the ability to pretend to be calm at any time, so he didn't lose face in front of the three outsiders.And when he had enough to fill his stomach, Thrall consciously cleared away the dinner plate, grabbed Ron En, whose feet were upside down on the chandelier, and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Lonely men and widowed men live in the same room, this is definitely what he thinks!

"and many more!"

At the critical moment, Su Chengxing spoke out decisively.He directly pushed aside the person who was approaching him shyly, ran to the door and opened the door violently, and in the corner a few steps away, he found a man leaning against the wall with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking.

There were windows facing the outside on the wall, and the blood-red setting sun dyed the sky, and also wrapped Sal's body inside, drawing a long black shadow on the ground.

Down the spiral staircase, there was a lot of voices, but it made the man standing there even more lonely.

"Sal!"

The picture in front of him was so beautiful that Su Chengxing swallowed his mouthful of foam before screaming out.

The heartbeat in his chest was like a drum, but it was no longer because of the three people in the room, but because of the warrior who was always by his side.

"Master, what are your orders?" The loyal dog turned around and bowed his head respectfully.

"Then, what do those people... do?!" Su Chengxing felt his cheeks burn.

"They are the residents of the weeping and wild. The background is very clean. They know basic spiritual skills. They are the highest quality of the half-dream spirits that can be found by the subordinates nearby." Nor did he have the self-awareness that he had just become a tortoise.

"Half Meng Ling..." Su Chengxing keenly caught a new word in these words, and after asking the question back, a relevant explanation for it instantly popped up in his mind.

The half-dream is a new race with dual souls that is neither human nor spirit after the fusion of a spirit body and a voluntary human being.They are highly similar to human beings, but they are born with extremely high sensitivity and absorption to various forms of power, and because of the special physique of the ethnic group, it is difficult to convert the absorbed power elements into other forms of output energy. Therefore very weak.

In addition, half-dream spirits are generally very handsome and beautiful in appearance, so for hundreds of thousands of years, this race has basically been reduced to a high-level human furnace used by the strong to increase their power in this world...

As the explanation appeared in Su Chengxing's mind, there were also a bunch of pornographic images of the former landlord and the dream spirits (plural) that could be called erotic palaces.

After realizing it in an instant, Su Chengxing wanted to cry now, and compared with these aborigines, he was really weak.

"I don't need them."

"My subordinates understand that they are mediocre, but..." Thrall lowered his head and paused, "You must be very aware of your physical condition... This is really the most convenient way to increase the power and suppress the pain of broken bonds. possible way."

As soon as he lowered his head, Su Chengxing, who was standing in front of him, naturally slid his eyes to the man's neck, and then naturally noticed the pointed ears under Saar's black hair.

It is very similar to the pointed ears of elves, but the size is closer to that of humans. Since the appearance and shape are extremely similar to humans, if the half-dreamers want to hide their identities, they only need to cover their ears, and they will rarely be recognized by people.But the person in front of him never seemed to have the consciousness that he belonged to a race that needed to cover up to preserve his life and virginity.

"I don't want them." Su Chengxing felt his heart beating violently again, and he was so close that he could even draw the body line of the man under the leather armor stroke by stroke.

"...If you arrive in Orien, your subordinates can try to find some elegance..."

The veins on Su Chengxing's forehead twitched, and he lost his previous bosom state in an instant. He shot directly, grabbed the fabric exposed between the two breastplates of the man, and said with a smile, "You are also a half-dream spirit. I look at you very well."

At this moment, the man froze immediately, petrified into a sculpture.Su Chengxing was not in a hurry, he took a step forward so that the two of them were face to face, wrapped one hand around the man's back, and pressed him against the wall with the weight of his body.

He raised his head and gnawed on the man's Adam's apple.He tried his best to wipe his saliva around the man's Adam's apple with his tongue, and bit down angrily with his teeth.

"Subordinate...Subordinate..." The black-haired man was forced to look up, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and when he was kissed for the first time, "the master lost his memory" was far more important than "being kissed by force". As a result, the blush that was replaced by a blank also climbed up his chiseled face little by little.

"Ugly appearance? Low family background? Uninteresting? Hard and hard to hug?"

These common inferiority reasons of loyal dogs who refuse to submit were thrown out by Su Chengxing with a chuckle. He grabbed a few strands of black hair and brought them to the tip of his nose to sniff, and skillfully let the other hand grab and pinch the man's waist Next, the part that feels very good to the touch, then lowered the eyelids, and looked up through the gap between the eyelashes.

"It doesn't matter." Su Chengxing leaned close to the man's neck and blew lightly towards his ear, lowered his voice, and smiled ambiguously in a voice that was already somewhat hoarse, "But you don't know how, I can teach you slowly. "