IX Cultivation

It was so big that even the magister felt that the young dragon seemed to be smart, but the young dragon didn't care.

It wasn't until the young dragon split its two heads one day that the magister was taken aback. Of course, the magister only tensed up in his heart, and his face was still calm.

The magister has searched the literature and classics and has never heard of a two-headed dragon. However, the young dragons are still foolishly fighting with two heads, sharing a huge body.

Finally one day, the magister couldn't hold back any longer, and caught the young dragon taking a bath in the highly corrosive swamp, and asked, "You guys, who is Xiao Hei?"

The young dragon flew out of the swamp all of a sudden, rubbing against the magister's chest docilely and obsessively, and humming arrogantly, without answering.

The appearance of the two-headed dragons is exactly the same, but the golden pupils are wide open, which looks extremely sincere, and there is often no emotion in one pupil, which is the nobility of the truly supreme dragon clan.

It wasn't until the evening that the magister figured out that the two were actually Xiaohei, but they separated spontaneously because of their too polarized personalities. This is not unheard of in the dragon clan. They are actually one dragon, one soul and one heart.

When the shape change will never turn into a two-headed monster, at most it will argue with itself a few times, and finally compromise.

The magister solves the doubts and there are no doubts. He often tells stories to the young dragons on weekdays. Under his soft and most vulnerable belly, he unreservedly exposed his weaknesses to the magister.

The magister would often exchange information with the apprentices in Thrall City. It is said that the son of Thrall City was attacked by people from the Dark Temple not long ago, and his temperament changed after that, but he was still good.

The Elf King endured his disgust at the messy ruins and came to visit the magister eagerly. The gifts brought by the young dragon's tail were all broken to the ground. Before the Elf King started crying, the young dragon ran to the magician. Behind the mentor looked at the magister pitifully.

The well-behaved one is in charge of being cute and pitiful to show the magister, and the cold one is in charge of despising the Elf King.

The Elf King is actually a young man who is only [-] years old. According to the age conversion of their clan, the Elf King is actually far from an adult. He was dumbfounded when he was treated like this all of a sudden. Seeing the magister hesitate to speak, The tear mole at the corner of the eye is particularly distressing.

The magister had no choice but to let the elf king leave first, and he would definitely visit him in the future. The elf king refused, his snow-white long hair now reached his hips, and when he reached his ankle, he needed a major rebirth. If he succeeded, he would be a real elf King, if he fails, he will die, and there will be no more spirits like him in the world.

The Elf King was very scared. He wanted the magister to accompany him when he experienced the biggest turning point in his life. In this way, as long as he thought that the magister was still waiting for him, he would not admit defeat and die even if he exchanged his soul to the devil.

The magister thought for a while and nodded. It's not that the magister has any strange feelings for elves. The magister actually doesn't care about anyone. Everything he does is because he wants to do it, or he thinks it's right. .

So he promised to come and accompany him when the elf king started to change. He said that the young dragon could support himself by then, and he would be able to complete the contract soon, so don't worry.

But the young dragon seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue. After the Elf King left with pink cheeks again, the young dragon twitched and asked if the magister would leave him in the end. After getting a positive answer, the young dragon had two heads Literally gathered together, without the vitality of the past.

After another ten years, the young dragon has grown to the size of an adult dragon, and can already transform into a shape. The transformed dragon has a particularly perfect figure. Just standing there, I don’t know how many girls will fall in love with it, and its appearance is even more beautiful. Majestic, the golden pupils dim slightly when they are not speaking, and the momentum becomes overwhelming. When it is serious, it can cause the sky above to change suddenly, and the heavy rain is majestic.

The dragon is unwilling to transform into a human form. He feels that it is not as comfortable as a dragon. After transforming into a human form, the magister doesn't like to be touched. My treasure is nothing but a magister...

The magister stayed here for too long, and he knew that the time had come, so he asked the dragon to sit obediently in front of him, and the two sat face to face. He asked the dragon he had raised since he was a child, and said, "Little Black?" , if you have any wish or request, you can tell me..."

The dragon's two pairs of reptile golden pupils fixedly looked at the magister, and said in unison: "Is everything okay?"

"Anything is fine," said the Magister.

Long said: "That's good..."

The magister's heart moved, slightly aware of something wrong.

"I want you." Long's majestic voice swayed far away in the empty ruins as if responding.

Almost as soon as the words fell, a small golden magic circle appeared on the magister's chest, and the punishment would be eliminated only after the magister accepted and completed the magic contract.

The magister looked at the head of the giant dragon that was obviously worried but pretended to be stern, and looked at the other head with a serious face but flustered eyes, smiled slightly, and signaled the two dragons to lower their heads.

The giant dragons were uneasy, but they lowered their heads one after another, and the magister said in a flat voice: "Okay." Then they kissed the two dragon heads respectively, which were soft and warm to the touch.

The magic circle instantly disappeared without a trace due to the formation of a bond.

220. Three Days and Three Nights

Although the young dragon is grown up, he is still just an adult. He doesn't know the love in the world. He only knows that he has been possessed from the first time he saw the magister in his life. He can't see at a glance, and his heart is always empty. He didn't He tried to use human language to explain his feelings, but he knew that he should not let him go, because if he did, he would go crazy.

The dragon turned into a human, with blond hair and golden eyes, but the color of the dragon did not match the original color. When the magister saw the dragon, he would always be naked, with a strong body, strong shoulders and arms, a tight waist, and an excellent weight... two The magister didn't have any discomfort, and the magister raised the dragon from a young age, so he wasn't shy to say it.

On the contrary, Long found that the magister was staring at his crotch, and he felt a puff of hot air rushing up from the soles of his feet, which made his head hurt from burning, and his breathing seemed to be spewing out fire. He took a big breath, but nothing happened. It didn't spray out, but the pair of golden pupils stared at the magister like a beast.

The magister wanted to take the dragon out, so he couldn't call him by his nickname, so he named him Lord Long, and he got another name, but he wasn't very happy. It's good to call him by his nickname.

How could the magister not be aware of Lord Long's awkward thoughts, he rubbed his golden hair and agreed.

Long Jun felt the slight warmth of the magister's cool hand, and Shutong's eyes fell on the magister's lips at some point, and he felt a burst of anger in his chest, leaving him nowhere to vent. , he wanted to touch the magister well, but he didn't know how to do it, his breath was like a mess, and then he grabbed the magister's hand and started to lick it.

When I was young, the young dragon liked the magister by licking, licking everywhere. The magister's neck was sensitive, and the young dragon was not allowed to touch it, so he gave the young dragon's hand to 'dispose' at will. The young dragon has a particularly deep obsession with these hands , until now, when I was excited and didn't know what to do, I grabbed the magister and started to lick.

The magister is also used to it. He only regards the Dragon King as a dragon in his heart. Even if the other party turns into a human form, he is a dragon he raised since he was a child. How wacky and erotic it was.

Furthermore, the magister had promised that Long himself belonged to the other party, so he would not blame the other party for anything he did. The magister hadn't thought about the deeper meaning of "belonging" here.

The magister gave the Dragon Lord a set of clothes, took his Dragon Lord out of the ruins, and walked through the elf forest again to the city of Thrall.

He took his Dragon Lord to see the prosperity of the world, but Dragon Lord was not interested in it, but he was accompanied by the magister, and he felt good about what the magister said.

On weekdays, Long Jun obeyed the magister's advice and did what he told him to do, but occasionally he couldn't control his temper. He didn't see the magister walking everywhere, with countless eyes staring at him, with admiration, respect, desire, and admiration. In short, Lord Long didn't want to see any of them. His heads were fighting. When he was in the dragon body, the two heads were really capable of fighting. When he was in the human form, he was fighting in the depths of his consciousness.

One wished to destroy everyone's eyeballs, but the other looked forward and backward and was unwilling to kill, for fear of hurting the magister's heart; the one looked down on all living beings, looked down on human beings in his bones, and the indifference in his golden pupils was often exposed, and the other was indifferent to anything. Care, like what the magister likes, love what the magister loves, he will grab whatever the magister wants, the magister casually said that he can remember it for ten years.

But in the end, no matter how extreme the two personalities are, they still belong to a dragon. The Dragon Lord is at most a little cloudy and uncertain. Deep down, he is still the one who likes to throw down the magister in the ruins that have been abandoned for thousands of years, and the magister. Qingqing, my young dragon, he is extremely dependent on the magister, and he looks forward to his relationship with the magister reaching a certain level, but no one teaches him about that, so although he is obedient and obedient by the magister's side, his inner mania is getting worse and worse. more……

The apprentice who finally waited for the magister to come back has grown up and has all the aptitude and bearing of a senior magician. The top magister found a good day for him to go out and see the outside world by himself.

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