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Auspicious goose bumps crawled from the back to the neck.

As he got closer, he could see black mud bubbles gushing out of the slowly falling black figure, and he could vaguely see something like eyeballs protruding from it.

It's a little disgusting, Jixiang thought, and avoided it in fear.

Hulu was very clever, and Jixiang held the gourd head tightly and rushed towards the golden light, and couldn't help but look back at the thing that had mostly fallen into the trench.

Hulu rushed forward and half-flicked his buttocks, Jixiang felt Hulu sinking heavily.

OK, got it.Ji Xiang clenched his fist again in satisfaction.

The master said that when you are in chaos, you can just concentrate on thinking about how to slip away, and you don’t need to watch when it’s a little lively.

So Jixiang turned around resolutely, regardless of the shadow and the battlefield, and ran in the direction he came with all his strength——fleeing.

……

Ao Guang opened his eyes.

Fuxiqin's power was higher than he expected, even though he was prepared, he was still caught off guard.

Ao Guang didn't rush to get up, but slowly looked around.

There are some inconspicuous molds in the corners of the mottled off-white ceiling, an old large cabinet, and unsuitable tables and chairs. When the Dragon King moves, the bed under him makes an overwhelmed sound.

The ancient artifact was really extraordinary. Ao Guang stroked his chest, and there was still a dull pain there.

He shouldn't have been unconscious for too long, and then he seemed to see...

"Gah-"

The door rattled dully.

Ao Guang sat up slowly, looking at Jixiang who opened the door.

Ji Xiang held a strangely shaped pot and stood at the door. Half of his body was covered with gray-green sea mud, even his face. It looked very...

dirty.

But this proves that he was right.

Maybe the room itself was too dark, but when Ji Xiang opened the door, he stood in the light, which made Ao Guang's eyes hurt a little.

"Ao Guang!" Jixiang rushed in holding the pot, slurring his words with joy, "You, you, you are awake."

Ao Guang hummed, moved his stiff feet, and planned to get out of bed.

Ji Xiang hastily put down the pot: "Don't move!"

Ao Guang was taken aback by his fuss, and really didn't move.

"You're injured." Jixiang said and wanted to lean over, then remembered the mud on his body, and backed away again: "You can't move around if you are injured."

Ao Guang was silent for a while, and then opened his hands like those auspicious people who sat on the steps waiting for him at night: "Come here."

Jixiang thought about it, and then thought about it, and then jumped over in two steps.

Ao Guang surrounded him, reaching out to scrape the mud off his face: "Where did you fall?"

Jixiang complained: "There were too many people just now, and they were squeezed to the wall, and the wall was covered with mud—the roads here are all wet and difficult to walk."

Ao Guang absently shook off the mud on his fingertips, and hugged Ji Xiang tighter. "Is Xihai not good?"

Ji Xiang's heart skipped a beat.

"Ao Guang, I won't cause trouble." Ji Xiang said gruffly. "I know this place is no better than the Dragon Palace. I'm not picky about food, and I don't recognize my bed anymore. Don't send me back to the West Sea."

Leaving aside whether Jixiang can control himself from being picky eaters, Ao Guang doesn’t think that Jixiang can change immediately just by accepting the bed, but now that Jixiang has appeared here, Ao Guang doesn’t want to discuss this anymore , just asked softly: "Why don't you want to go back?"

Jixiang was quiet for a while, and Ao Guang almost guessed how many reasons flashed through Jixiang's head now.

"You're hurt." Jixiang finally found a good word, and raised his head: "I rescued you back."

"Well, thank you." Ao Guang patted him on the back.

"You need to be taken care of now." Jixiang puffed out his chest: "You always say that I can handle things well even when I am young."

Ao Guang smiled, let him go, let him sit on the edge of the bed, and listened to him detail his achievements one by one.

He successfully rescued the injured Ao Guang in front of the "black monster", and then successfully found a friend with many hands (?) to find an empty house, negotiated the price and rented it with the help of Yuan Bao , I also found a medical store to buy tonic.

"It's just that there is something wrong with the medicine stove. Baxi said that I don't know how to use it, but I think it's because of a hole that it couldn't ignite... But I still got the medicine done." Jixiang was very proud. "The landlord is a bad-tempered aunt. She said that the furniture here is all good, and if it breaks, you have to pay a lot of money-I think she is more angry than Jiu Meng, but Yuan Bao said that's because I shouldn't talk about her in front of her. mean……"

"Look, I've grown up." Jixiang said for a while, then turned his head to observe Ao Guang's face: "I can do many things, I don't need to stay in the Dragon Palace, let everyone protect me."

"Auspicious." Ao Guang touched his ear: "I'm surprised, you are already so good. Did you come here by yourself?"

"Yeah, alone!" Seeing that Ao Guang didn't mean to blame him for following here without authorization, and was praised, Ji Xiang was immediately happy. "Oops, medicine!"

Ji Xiang jumped up, turned around and took the weird little pot: "Yuan Bao said that the medicine should not be cold."

Ao Guang looked at Jixiang, and thought of the way Jixiang was standing at the door holding the pot just now, as if he was holding a unparalleled treasure. He forgot what he wanted to say for a while, and reached out to take the pot.

Inside the pot was a plain lump of thick stuff, dark in color and tangy in flavor.

Ao Guang smelled it, and could vaguely distinguish several common and cheap medicinal materials that were not worthwhile.

Ji Xiang dug out a big spoon from nowhere, and handed it over expectantly.

So the Dragon King of the East China Sea had the strangest experience in his life, slowly eating a pot of... medicine with complex flavors and ingredients in a dim, dilapidated house.

Ji Xiang did show his growth and efficiency in front of Ao Guang: he was able to change his clothes and then wash himself clean—although he could only soak his clothes in water and then pick them up, he still rubbed all the mud off his body He can also be with Little Starfish, imitating those noisy women to haggle loudly, and then bring back the loot he bought at a low price with honor on his face to show Ao Guang—although there are actually many times in the loot. mixed; he even eagerly planned to cook, but because the small medicine stove obviously didn't have the function he expected, he spent more money to buy ready-made ones...

But Jixiang was very happy. Even though he and Ao Guang were squeezed into that old and fragile bed every night, Jixiang miraculously refused to recognize the bed and could sleep until dawn.

But maybe it was because he was too tired during the day, so he slept soundly.

Ao Guang caressed the dark circles under Ji Xiang's eyelashes with his fingertips, thinking a little distressed.

Jixiang will not hide his thoughts, and Ao Guang can tell without guessing that Jixiang is very satisfied with the status quo that he is "sick in bed" and needs his care - not that Jixiang wants Ao Guang to be injured, but Jixiang may start from this situation. It was the first time in this situation that Ao Guang was dependent on him, which made Xiaozhu feel very happy.

Therefore, even if Ji Xiang clumsily broke the medicine stove, was cheated out of money by a dim sum vendor, and had to deal with the unruly landlord's demands for rent increases from time to time, he did his best to deal with it outside that small house, Pushing open the door, he smiled again, counting with Ao Guang what new things he encountered today, and what tips he learned to save money.

So even though Ao Guang knew that Ji Xiang would sneak up in the middle of the night—the Dragon King would even peek at it, watching Little Pig cringe at the light leaking in from the street lamp outside the window and count a pile of shells.

Ao Guang didn't know how much money Ao Bai asked Ji Xiang to bring, but the money was never spent, especially in the case of only getting in and out.

That distressed, entangled expression has always been what Ao Guang tried to avoid appearing on Ji Xiang's face. When did the baby Ji Xiang in the East China Sea Dragon Palace lose sleep because of worry?

But the more entangled Ji Xiang is at night, the more cheerfully he laughs during the day.

The addition of these various small details made the always wise Dragon King confused and hesitated for the first time.

"Auspicious, you don't need to buy any more medicine." Ao Guang called to stop Jixiang who was about to go out.

These days, the Dragon King has been kept in a simple little house by the little pig Jixiang, as if he has completely cut off all contact with the world outside that door.

Jixiang turned around and taught the Dragon King solemnly: "Ao Guang, I know the medicine is very bitter, but I can't be willful."

Ao Guang: "..."

Well, half of the reason is because those things really don't taste good, but mainly because of—"I'm ready."

Jixiang walked back suspiciously, looking Ao Guang up, down, left, and right.

"Really." Ao Guang let Jixiang check.

"You were sent flying." Ji Xiang pointed out. "Seriously injured."

"I was indeed blown away, but I was not seriously injured." Ao Guang signaled Ji Xiang to sit beside him. "You don't need to buy medicine today, I'll tell you something."

Ji Xiang stood where he was, looking at Ao Guang.

The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas are all handsome and noble. Even if they are wearing clothes that have not been washed for a few days, sitting on a simple bed with an old wall behind them, Ao Guang's straight back and demeanor can still give people the illusion that he is In fact, he is sitting on a high throne, looking down at the subjects under his feet.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it tonight?" Jixiang was suddenly a little depressed, and pursed his lips: "Lao Jin's fried and grilled stall only passes by here once a day, I have to go out and wait."

"—Okay." Ao Guang said. "Be careful."

Ji Xiang stomped out the door, turned back just after going out, poked his head into the door, and seemed to want to make sure that Ao Guang was sitting on the bed and resting obediently.

It happened that Ao Guang was also looking in the direction of the door, and beckoned to him upon seeing this: "Want me to accompany you?"

Ao Guang's hair was no longer neatly tied into the crown, and the hair hanging down his cheeks made the Dragon King look like a different person.

Ji Xiang blushed, muttered something, and quickly retracted his head.

Ao Guang was sure that Ji Xiang would not come back for the time being, so he raised his voice and said something out of the window: "Come in."

A tall man in military uniform pushed the door in with a respectful face, followed by Long Yuan who also lowered his eyebrows.

The man didn't seem to notice the shabby appearance of the house, and led Long Yuan to kneel on one knee.

Ao Guang stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "How?"

"There is no movement for the time being, whether it is the black scale shark or—except for the captives who came back the day before yesterday, they all seem to have disappeared out of thin air." The man said in a deep voice.

"He will appear again soon." Ao Guang looked at a black spot on the table, which was caused by Ji Xiang directly putting the hot teapot on it: "Ao Si has always been impatient."

"Then His Majesty is going back to the camp now?"

Ao Guang looked away.

"No. Wait...wait."