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Xia Qi stared blankly at the man with black dragon horns and silver hair and red eyes lying outside the cabin, and it took him a while to realize that it was a magic dragon.

The current appearance of the magic dragon is very close to the appearance in Xia Qi's memory. Under his sword-shaped eyebrows are deep eyes, a straight nose, and sharp lips. Sometimes it feels a little bad.

Anyway, the whole face of the magic dragon is more familiar to Xia Qi than the witch god.

Xia Qi picked up the walkie-talkie and said to the magic dragon outside through the cabin, "Shall we go back?"

The magic dragon stretched out his right hand and pointed down.

He meant not to go back yet.

Xia Qi pursed his lips, grabbed the joystick, and slowly let the Dream 2000 drop.

He was worried that flying too fast would throw the dragon down, so he deliberately slowed down the flying speed.

While driving the plane, Xia Qi had to keep an eye on the magic dragon outside the cabin. Seeing that he was looking at him all the time, the magic dragon frowned again and opened his mouth to him.

"...It can't be any faster." Xia Qi shook his head, if he was any faster, he might really throw the dragon out.

I don't know what the magic dragon is anxious about.

After Xia Qi stabilized the Dream 2000, he pressed the button of the cabin door. As soon as the cabin door raised a crack, the magic dragon stuck his hand in the hatch crack and violently opened the hatch door from the outside.

The magic dragon got into the cabin door, stretched out its hand, and quickly untied the seat belt on Xia Qi's waist.

Before Xia Qi could make another move, he hugged him out of the cabin by the waist.

When Xia Qi was hugged by him, he felt that his height was a bit wrong. He looked down and was startled. How did the dragon grow so tall?

He is probably 2 meters tall!

"Qi." Seeing Xia Qi bowed his head, the magic dragon called him in a low voice.

"Huh? How do you feel?" Xia Qi put his right hand on the back of his neck, turned his head again with his strength, and looked at the man in front of him.

As before, when the dragon was in a dragon state, those scarlet eyes liked to stare at him. Now that he has become a human, this habit has not been changed, and those eyes seem to be able to hold only him forever. like.

"It's okay, but it's a little hot." The dragon's throat moved, and he looked away.

Although he was talking, he didn't stop, and walked towards the stele with Xia Qi in his arms.

The magic dragon's legs were already long, and when he walked, his strides were particularly large. When he walked all the way up the mountain, Xia Qi felt jolted, and would always hit the scales on his chest.

After turning into a human, the part below the dragon's neck was covered by black dragon scales. Those dragon scales were originally rich in a metallic texture, but now they are worn on other people's bodies, like a black armor, which is strangely beautiful.

Xia Qi touched the scales on his body and asked, "Is this... clothes on you?"

"No way, you can't be naked outside. Did I hurt you?" Molong looked down at him, and then laughed again, "I won't wear it later."

"Huh?" Xia Qi paused for a moment, before he could figure it out, the light above his head suddenly dimmed, and immediately after that, another stream of heat rushed towards his face.

He blinked and turned his head to look at the light source behind him. It turned out that when they were talking, the magic dragon had already passed through the stone tablet and led him directly to the volcanic cave beside the stone tablet.

"This used to be the dragon's cave." The magic dragon strode in the passage, but after a while, the two arrived in a fairly flat cave.

They are now standing on a naturally formed platform. Below the platform are countless piles of chaotic rocks. There is a dazzling red light shining in the cracks of the stones, making the whole cave red and dazzling.

Xia Qi thought to himself, there should be a magma river below.

Looking at the dark rocks around him, Xia Qi asked, "What are you bringing me here for?"

The dragon rubbed his chin against his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Because there is no one here."

Xia Qi: "..."

Looking at Molong's nearly 2-meter figure, Xia Qi felt a dull pain in his waist.

"I was joking with you." Feeling the person in his arms tense up, the magic dragon chuckled again, "I brought you here to get the crown."

As he spoke, the demon dragon walked to a pile of chaotic rocks, raised his chin towards the extra wide stone gap in the middle, and said, "The throne of the Dragon Kingdom is here."

"Put me down," Xia Qi said.

"No need." The magic dragon didn't even put Xia Qiren down, turned sideways, and the hard dragon tail on his back stood up.

The hard dragon tail swept forward, only to hear the sound of "boom" from the pile of rocks, and the dragon mercilessly broke it open, revealing the shining golden throne and a pile of jewel mountains below.

Even the well-informed Xia Qi was surprised for a while when he saw the golden throne and jewels.

In the legend, the dragon is a kind of monster who likes to collect gold, silver and jewels. It seems that this is true.

The magic dragon walked towards the golden throne, put Xia Qi up, squatted down again, and reached out to touch the nearby jewel hill.

"Okay, I found it." The magic dragon took out a golden circle inlaid with rubies from the jewelry mountain, and he leisurely put the circle on top of Xia Qi's head, his red eyes narrowed, "Qi, you It looks so pretty in the crown."

Xia Qi raised his hand to touch the heavy crown on his head, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you wearing this for me?"

"This is a birthday present owed to you." The dragon stared at him quietly and said, "When you humans celebrate your birthday, don't you wear crowns?"

"Uh..." Xia Qi was stunned for a moment. It was true that they wore crowns on their birthdays, but the crowns they wore were definitely not made of gold!

Xia Qi seriously suspected that Molong had some kind of obsession with celebrating his birthday, so much so that he still remembered to celebrate his birthday when he came to this dungeon.

This reminded Xia Qi of his grandma in the city that never sleeps. Did he... also meet his grandma back then?

"Qi." Seeing that Xia Qi was distracted again, Molong was still half-kneeling on the ground, took his right hand, kissed the red diamond wedding ring on his finger, and said seriously, "Put on the wedding ring, which is to promise to be with you." I'm married, don't go back on my word."

Hearing this, Xia Qi pursed his lips and whispered "um".

He said yes early on.

Hearing this, the magic dragon looked at him deeply, as if he could never see enough: "You are mine."

"is yours."

"I gave you a birthday present, should you reward me?" Molong said again.

"It's your...well."

Before Xia Qi finished speaking, Molong suddenly raised his head, pressed his right hand on the back of his neck, pushed his head down, and covered his lips.

The two kissed for a while, and the posture changed again. The dragon slowly stood up, and he was on top again, and Xia Qi was bearing it below.

Forced to raise his head, Xia Qi raised his chin, revealing his slender neck.

The surrounding environment was very hot and dry, and after a while, Xia Qi's face was flushed, sweat leaked out from his thin shirt, and the lines of his thin waist could be vaguely seen.

Suddenly, Xia Qi felt his waist tighten, as if being bound by something cold.

He raised his right hand and touched down, and he touched the dragon's tail without exception.

It turned out that while he was not paying attention, the magic dragon rolled towards him with its tail.

Why did the dragon wrap its tail around his waist?

Xia Qi intuitively felt that something was wrong.

"Qi." The magic dragon let go of his right hand holding his chin, looked down at him, the crimson under his eyes was constantly rolling, "you just promised me, you want to reward me."

Xia Qi already knew what he wanted to do, but why did he emphasize the word "reward"?

After a while, when he was lifted by the dragon's tail and his feet were hanging in the air, he knew what the "reward" the dragon said was.

Seeing the scales on the dragon's body gradually fade away, revealing the firm body under the scales and a certain terrifying special part belonging to the dragon, Xia Qi's pupils trembled.

For the first time, he felt extremely flustered, and his breathing became short of breath. He explained: "No, no, no... that's not how rewards work."

"Why not? You like me like this." Molong put his right hand on the back of his neck, raised his head, and smiled at him.

While speaking, his dragon tail raised Xia Qi up a few centimeters again, and the dragon wings spread out with a "wow", wrapping the two of them together.

Next, Xia Qi experienced what life would be like death.

After amnesia, Xia Qi suffers from lack of emotion. His personality is cold and cold. In addition to the influence of his previous professional habits, he is a bit airy. Originally, he didn't like to make a sound about that matter. This time, in the second half, He was actually called out by the magic dragon.

"No way..."

The young man's voice came intermittently from the Dragon Cave.

However, the magic dragon became more and more courageous. Under his influence, the nearby magma became more intense, and the whole mountain even showed signs of volcanic eruption.

However, even if the environment is so bad, the magic dragon doesn't seem to stop.

"I don't want it anymore...it really doesn't work..."

Xia Qi was not released until late at night.

He was hung and turned over and over for almost a whole day, his waist and legs were sore, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

Xia Qi didn't have the energy to get angry anymore, and while the magic dragon was still thinking about it, he tried his best to get dressed, stood up from his lap, and walked forward.

After only two steps, Xia Qi almost fell. Fortunately, there were many piles of rocks nearby. With trembling hands, he supported the rocks and walked out slowly.

Seeing that Xia Qi wanted to leave, Molong immediately got up from the throne, chased him from behind, and stretched out his hand to pull his wrist: "Qi, why don't you rest?"

Xia Qi ignored him, shook off his hand and walked out.

"start……"

Molong looked at his tense side face, and realized Xia Qi was angry belatedly.

Xia Qi's temperament is like this, the more angry he is, the less talkative he is. The last time he came out of the dungeon dungeon, Xia Qi brought his anger all the way to the Tianxing Mountain dungeon.

At that time, he knocked on the window and was almost killed by the flower pot thrown by Xia Qi.

But this time, he had more fun than the dungeon dungeon, I don't know how long Xia Qi will be angry.

It is very likely that Xia Qi will not necessarily forgive him by the end of the dungeon.

Thinking of his horrible life of sleeping on a cold bed in the future, the magic dragon shuddered, and hurriedly chased after him, coaxing: "It's my fault, don't be angry with yourself, I promise, I won't do this again next time..."

"And next time?" Xia Qi turned his head and gave him a sideways glance.

Demon Dragon: "..."

No, there can be no next time!

When Xia Qi stumbled to the side of the stone tablet, he felt his legs were still shaking.

It's just too much.

He gritted his teeth, threw the Dream 2000 out of his backpack, and decided to fly down the mountain by himself.

When the silver plane just landed on the ground, there was a sudden bang nearby, and then, a huge black figure landed in front of the silver plane, blocking his sight.

The magic dragon turned back into the shape of a dragon again. He turned his dragon's head and looked towards Xia Qi. His red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, revealing a pitiful feeling.

Seeing that Xia Qi didn't speak, Molong opened his mouth at him again, and roared blankly: "Roar?"

Xia Qi: "..."

The author has something to say: Classic sketch lines: My elbows, my lumbar discs, my bolognese...

Someone: Qi, sorry, I was wrong. (Dare to do it next time)