Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The dragon slowly lowered its flying height.

He hovered slowly above the ruins, the airflow brought by the huge wings kicked up the charred ashes, and the intersection of the hazy sky and the dark ground was like a chaotic and dead graveyard.

There is chaos in the dragon's head.

He fled in a hurry from the scorched and blackened land behind him, and flew into the air in a hurry.

The sound of the wind whistled past his ears.

The blue of the sky, the light white of the clouds, the scorched black of the ground, and the deep blue of the ocean.

All the colors are fused and confused, the boundaries of all things are no longer clear, but become countless contrasting color blocks and spots, flashing before his eyes in a blur, like water passing through without a trace, flowing from his body It slipped away in my mind, and nothing remained.

When the hanging curtain appeared in front of him, the dragon suddenly realized that he had returned to the cave unknowingly—he didn't even remember how he got back, as if it was just some kind of A subconscious choice, instinctively longing to see the other person's face and hear the other person's voice, only in this way can he have enough sense of security.

He stopped suddenly.

The cave is so quiet and scary, almost only the sound of the thin wind flowing through the rock walls can be heard.

But what about after seeing it?

The giant dragon stood there in a daze.

What is he going to say?

——The piece of scorched earth flattened by the flames flashed before his eyes again, and the smell of the dragon lingering above could not dissipate for a long time.

He never cared about destroying one or two countries. The fiery dragon's breath could burn tens of thousands of people to death in an instant.

To him, all humans are short-lived, stupid, greedy, overwhelmed creatures.

In his tens of thousands of years, the short decades of human life are like a flick of his fingers to him—it is just a short sleep, and human beings will change for several generations. Turn into mulberry fields, flesh and blood into dry bones.

Human life is like dust, and he has never paid any extra attention to this race.

But the only thing he really cares about is a human being.

A human being who cares about his country, homeland, relatives, and subjects.

Panic and fear engulfed his reason, leaving only a distorted and gloomy chaos in his mind.

For the first time since he became conscious, he felt fear and cowardice.

The dragon stood in the darkness for a long time, like a silent stone sculpture, or a shadow deeply burned on the rock wall.

He lowered his eyes in a daze, as if he didn't dare to look in the direction of the other party - although there was a curtain between them, the terrible sense of guilt followed him everywhere, making him unable to hide.

Sudden.

The ruby ​​discarded on the ground caught his attention.

The dragon frowned slightly.

He knows all his treasures.

But the one in front of him does not belong to him.

The dragon took a few steps forward, bent down to pick up the ruby ​​- but when his fingertips touched the surface of the gem, a little residual image flashed in front of his eyes - it was magic. leftover traces.

Although it was only for a moment, he still heard the rough voice and saw the scene covered in flames.

The dragon froze.

Unprecedented panic swept across like a wave in an instant, and an uncontrollable trembling spread from his heart to his fingertips.

At that moment, everything seemed to be clear.

Why is the other party out of control.

as well as……

The blond-haired boy sat down beside the golden-red gem in a daze, staring at him out of focus with blue eyes like the sky, a teardrop condensed in the bottom of his eye, suddenly fell down in the blink of an eye, and fell down.

pat.

As if the heart was crushed bit by bit, severe pain slowly spread from the chest cavity.

He raised his head and pressed his chest hard, but he couldn't stop the pain that made him feel breathless, the feeling of panic.

Only then did the dragon suddenly realize.

It turned out that I was the culprit who made the other party cry.

He slowly took a step, and walked towards the hanging curtain step by step.

The distance shortened little by little, as if the judgment was approaching.

The dragon stretched out his hand and opened the curtain made of silk and satin, revealing the side face of the boy who was sleeping soundly due to exhaustion.

His body is curled up slightly, the scattered blond hair falls on the snow-white cheeks, his eyes are closed tightly, and the pale golden eyelashes hang down, casting a 01:30moon-shaped arc shadow.

The slender back undulates regularly with the rhythm of breathing.

From the small opening at the top of the cave, the distant and clear sunlight fell down, quietly spreading over his body, as if time would never pass by, and everything could not be changed. The tranquility and beauty.

The dragon bent down.

With his fingertips, he brushed away the boy's messy forehead hair, and slid it down along the arc of the other's cheek little by little.

The thin snort spit on his fingertips, like some kind of fluffy animal, which made his breathing stop for a second.

In his sleep, Ge Xiu suddenly felt the temperature around him suddenly rise.

The heavy shadow pressed down, completely imprisoning him in the small and hot space.

He was a little out of breath.

Gexiu struggled to open his eyes, and dimly looked towards the direction of the pressure.

The dragon's deeply chiseled face magnifies before his eyes.

At some point, the other party rolled onto the bed, put his palms on his ears, and trapped Ge Xiu in the gap between his chest and arms. They seemed to rise instantly, the curtains were half-draped, forming a semi-enclosed space with the bed, the ambiguous and scorching air completely enveloped them, and Ge Xiu froze for an instant.

He was a little confused about what was going on.

For a moment, I even wondered if I was still asleep.

The man's eyes were lowered, and the golden-red vertical pupils shone slightly in the darkness, as if they were burning flames in the night, staring at him closely without blinking.

Gexiu cleared his throat and tried to calm down:

"you……"

--Is there a problem?

However, as soon as he uttered a word, he felt that his hand was firmly grasped by the other party's fingers.

Ge Xiu was startled, and subconsciously swallowed the following words back into his throat.

The next second, his palm was pulled up and pressed against the opponent's chest - the skin under the palm was hot, making Gexiu tremble, and subconsciously retracted his hand, but the opponent's palm was a little bigger With strength, he pressed Ge Xiu's hand tightly to his heart.

Gosho stared blankly at him.

The flexible and firm skin under the palm is tight and hot, and the palm can clearly feel the rhythmic heartbeat of the other party.

The giant dragon lowered its head slowly, and gently pressed its forehead against the opponent's forehead.

The pupils were lowered, and the golden-red pupils like flowing gold and lava were covered.

His voice was low and slow, with a slight hoarseness: "...I know the deal that wizard proposed to you."

Ge Xiu was stunned for a second, and didn't even react for a while.

"I know what he wants," said the dragon. "They're all the same."

An ominous premonition suddenly flashed in Ge Xiu's heart.

However, before he had time to do anything, the scarlet lines on the man's naked upper body began to emit a faint golden light slowly, and the kind of fire-like temperature escaped from the complicated totem——

Ge Xiu felt that his palm was slowly surrounded by something soft, as if being swallowed into a swamp.

He looked down subconsciously, and found that his hand had sunk deeply into the other's left chest at some point, and the afterimage of pitch-black scales could be seen on the small piece of skin that touched it, as if it had been forcefully pried open, revealing Like warm and soft flesh, with a dim red light shining.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Ge Xiu's back.

This scene was so weird that he lost the ability to speak in an instant.

At this moment, something hot was suddenly touched in the palm of his hand.

Hot, soft, trembling regularly, pulsating vigorously against his palm.

Even if he has absolutely no understanding of magic, he can still feel the powerful energy emanating from it.

"This is my heart."

The dragon said sincerely, "For you."