Return to the Fairyland

Cang Ming bowed his head, and gently kissed the slender neck of the man in his arms with his lips, and the tip of his tongue touched the scar, feeling an indescribable feeling.

"Mo Yan...do you know what kind of danger you are in..." Cang Ming whispered in a low voice, but the comatose person couldn't hear it at all.

"Such a weak ancient god dares to walk around... really... so stupid." There was a hint of doting and complaint in his tone.

"How dare you, how dare you come back to me... and said you want to help me... beyond your own strength." If Cang Ming hadn't been able to suppress the desire in his heart by drinking the blood of the gods, Mo Yan might even die. Between upside down and obscenity.

Cang Ming tightened his arms. At this moment, he looked down at the person in his arms, and felt his heart beat for the first time.

But the person in his arms frowned slightly, his lips trembled, as if he was sinking into a nightmare and would never wake up.

Mo Yan was having a nightmare.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to his previous life, Hong Ruwen turned his face, Bai Lian was ruthless.

She was slandered for stealing the secret books of the Bai family, poured aphrodisiacs into the sea, and drifted with the tide, thinking that she would die like this.

In the deep sea, a blood-eyed giant dragon suddenly appeared, and his voice was low: "What's wrong with you? Do you want me to help?"

Mo Yan grasped the dragon's sharp claws tightly as if grasping at straws.

Soon, he was entangled by the dragon god, burned his mind, and confused his spirit. He only remembered the feeling of being suffocated and sent to the sky.

The blood-colored eyes kept looking at him until he finally passed out.

He couldn't forget the things he had suffered, let alone the injustice he had suffered.

In a coma, he kept yelling those two words—Kunshan, Kunshan...

When he woke up, he was on the land of Kunshan, and all he could see were clouds and mist in the fairyland, and those misty clouds and mist suddenly turned into Hong Tongtian holding a sharp sword, cutting the fetus by caesarean section.

"No!" Mo Yan screamed, looking at the wound on his abdomen, he was locked up on the dragon-killing stage in Kunshan, and the lingering singing floated into the prison cell.

"Only me in Kunshan, rising from the sun and stepping on the moon, roaming in the middle of the sea,... Immortal, immortal, captivated by the sky..."

"Your master, Dan Yangzi, is a first-class person. The founder of Kunshan is even more amazing... When Kunshan was in its heyday, anyone who mentioned him would give him a thumbs up and say it is amazing! Praise for the real fairy wind Daogu..." An ethereal voice was hidden behind the singing.

But Mo Yan couldn't hear the voice. In his dream, he could only see Hong Tongtian walking towards him with a sharp sword in his hand, getting closer and closer.

"No!!" Mo Yan woke up from the dream, his body shot up, but was held by another powerful arm.

He began to struggle crazily, just like the struggle before death, but that arm was as hard as a mountain, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Mo Yan... Mo Yan... don't be afraid, it's me! It's me, Cang Ming!"

Mo Yan turned around and saw that familiar face.

Blood red eyes, long black hair, and a handsome face carved out by a knife and axe.

Mo Yan only felt that he was dripping with cold sweat, and that broad chest and strong arms were always tightly hugging him.

"Don't be afraid! With me here, there is nothing to be afraid of..." Cang Ming's voice was low, gentle but firm, bringing a calming force.

Mo Yan gradually calmed down, and he looked into those eyes with some confusion.

Those were the same eyes as the dragon in the dream.

However, when he looked down those eyes, he finally remembered what had happened.

Cang Ming didn't wear clothes, not only that... Mo Yan saw that his clothes had been torn into pieces, hanging on his body, and couldn't cover anything at all.

He sat on the ground like this, holding himself in his arms.

Mo Yan almost bounced off the ground and rushed out, but after only taking two steps, he realized - did he want to run naked when he ran out like this?

He had no choice but to turn back and return to the cave. When facing Cang Ming who had been looking at him all the time, Mo Yan wished he could find a hole in the ground and drill into it.

"Are you okay?" Cang Ming asked cautiously.

Mo Yan didn't answer, he recalled the situation when he helped the other party masturbate, he just felt that his face was about to burn to death, how could he talk.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it." When Mo Yan was in a coma, Cang Ming had thought about how to say it many times, but when the situation came to an end, he couldn't speak at all.

"I...I warned you...I didn't mean to violate you...you have a wound on the back of your neck..." Cang Ming spoke in a confused manner, but he quickly cleared his mind.

"After you left that day, I... the dragon clan is like this. I was holding back so badly that I was afraid of hurting you, so I drove you away. I thought that after more than ten days, I would be able to return to normal. I didn't expect you to come at this time It's..."

"En." Mo Yan responded in a low voice, not knowing what to say at all.

"I've never done it before, so maybe I was a little excited and couldn't control myself. I bit your neck and drank your blood." Cang Ming said, "If you don't feel happy, just bite me." He bit himself sent his neck to Mo Yan.

"En." Mo Yan just responded without saying anything more.

"It was your blood that brought me back to my senses, so I also know your identity. You are too weak to walk outside like this, it is very dangerous." When Cang Ming talked about this matter, his speech speed returned to normal, He took a step forward and walked in front of Mo Yan: "Ancient gods, everyone can't find them, and for monks, they are rare treasures that are rare in a thousand years. But your flesh and blood can only calm you. I will not covet it. Come with me, and I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Mo Yan raised his head and looked at Cang Ming fixedly.

After a long while, he suddenly said something confusing: "Become a dragon again."

"What?" Cang Ming was puzzled.

Mo Yan looked at the unusually familiar pair of blood eyes that not only appeared in the dream, but also appeared in front of him, and said firmly, "Become a dragon."

Cang Ming transformed into himself as he said, and after the black mist passed, the giant dragon crawled in front of the young man.

Mo Yan walked towards the dragon step by step. The dragon's head was as tall as him. Mo Yan reached out and touched the dragon's nose.

The whole body is pure black scales, blood red eyes, only one color is different, that is the white scale on the bridge of the dragon's nose.

When it transformed into a human form, the white scales were only the size of a pore, so they couldn't be seen at all.

And when it turned into a dragon body, Mo Yan could see it clearly.

Can't go wrong!

Even though his consciousness was confused at the time, even if he was in a daze, half dreaming and half awake, he still remembered that the giant dragon entwined with him and overturned in the sea had blood-colored eyes, and there was a small white scale on the bridge of the nose in the center of the eyes.

It's him!That person is Cang Ming!

The dragon's eyes stared at the young man in front of him.

I only saw the young man's expression fluctuate, seeming sad, but also resolute.

"You just said you would protect me for the rest of your life? Why?" Mo Yan asked.

Cang Ming felt nervous for no reason, and he had a strong bad premonition.

"Because I was with you just now? Because I relieved your desire?" Mo Yan continued to ask.

Cang Ming became anxious: "Yes! No...not all of them..."

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth showed an expression that seemed to be a smile: "I won't go with you... because... I don't believe what you said! From now on, you and I will never be in love with each other. You don't have to come to me, and I will I won't be looking for you again."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yan strode out of the cave without looking back.

Yes, he didn't believe him.

If just the less than half a day's entanglement was enough to make him make a wish easily, what about the overturned months in the sea of ​​previous lives?Why didn't the giant dragon appear when I was suffering?

If it is just a skin-to-skin relationship, it can make them have a desire to protect, but what about the children from the previous life?When being devoured by people, never did the dragon appear.

Mo Yan walked out of the cave quickly, the icy air made him shiver.

At that time, the atmosphere in the cave was too ambiguous and warm, which made him involuntarily want to seek a warmer and safer place.

However, when he got out of the cave, the cold air rushed towards him, and Mo Yan's brain quickly woke up.

In the last life, the bond between the two was more, but when he was in trouble, the giant dragon did not appear; in this life, how can he trust him again, believe that he will really protect him for the rest of his life as the oath said?

What's more, the heavy work in this life is already a gift from heaven. What he has to do is not to indulge in love. At that time, he flew into the wheel, and he never forgot the vow he made.

If there is an afterlife, I will keep in mind the things of this life, take this as a lesson, and no longer trust easily, give up my sincerity easily, and live for no one.In this life, he will live well for himself.

Mo Yan left quickly. He found an uninhabited valley, scrubbed his body clean with snow, stole a set of clothes from a nearby farm, and sneaked back into the city.

It was already midnight, Hong Ruwen did not continue to wait at the door, and Mo Yan returned to his room without any disturbance.

When he lay on the bed and turned over, he felt the dragon ball on his chest rubbing against his skin and drooping slightly.

"It turns out that the dragon is him..." Mo Yan felt a little sad.

"At first I thought it was an ordinary evil dragon. I was afraid of the dragon-slaying platform, so I didn't dare to come. But I didn't expect it to be the Lord of the Demon Realm..." Mo Yan's heart constricted for no reason, as if something was strangling his heart. Pain: "He has that kind of power, but he didn't show up... It can be seen that he is not a person who can be trusted... Unexpectedly... His previous goodness turned out to be a mirror image..."

Mo Yan closed his eyes, he should be thankful that he recognized Cang Ming's face in time.

But he didn't know why, when he realized that Cang Ming was clearly capable in his previous life, but he couldn't save himself, and he didn't even care about his children, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

"He rescued me in the sea in the previous life, and I helped him in the cave in this life. The kindness has been repaid." Mo Yan said to himself, "I will never see him again... There is no need to continue to make friends with such a person."

He fell asleep, but without him noticing, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

All grievances and grievances are empty, but he regards his hometown as his hometown.