The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

Fluorescent dots, lotus like snow.

The bone-piercing cold wind swept in from outside the cave, and the inside of the cave was even colder, but no one cared about the cold.

"Snapped"

This quiet night was broken by the tumbling water in the hot spring. In the huge hot spring, two figures were entangled. One figure was huge, silver and white like frost and snow, surging in the hot spring, and the huge hot spring could hardly hold it.

It was actually a silver dragon.

The other figure looked a little petite in comparison, but it was clearly tall and tall among human beings.

The man sat on the silver dragon, pinched the horns of the silver dragon with both hands, and comforted him lightly.

"Master..."

He never dreamed that the Yinlong whom he had been looking for for so many years, was actually the same person as his master. No wonder he searched all over Zhixing Mountain but couldn't find Yinlong. He thought that Yinlong had left, but it turned out...

Yinlong is always by his side and is his master.

However, Yinlong was even more excited because of his actions, and the man had no choice but to hug Yinlong and cautiously poked his soul in.

In Yinlong's sea of ​​consciousness is the vast bottom of the East China Sea, and the night pearl emits light, illuminating the bottom of the sea, just like the day on land.

Gu Chenli didn't pay attention to the scene on the bottom of the sea, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and finally locked on a clam shell.

There is no pearl in the huge clam shell, only a shrunken version of the silver dragon, scurrying around in the clam shell, as if trying to break free.

Gu Chenli quickly swam over. Although the silver dragon shrunk, it was still about the size of a human. The clam shell was as big as a double bed, enough for the silver dragon to roll around in it.

It’s just that Gu Chenli knew that the silver dragon in the clam shell didn’t want to break free, it just hurt too much. The pain that the silver dragon in the transformation stage had to bear was no different from pulling out scales. Can you not roll in it?

Gu Chenli leaned on the edge of the clam shell, looked at the silver dragon that was bumping randomly because of the pain, and frowned deeply. If this continues, the silver dragon might not be able to survive the transformation period.

Gu Chenli stretched out his hand, and the palm landed on Yinlong's head accurately, and stroked it gently.

Yinlong felt that someone around him used spiritual power to relieve it's pain, even ignoring the consequences of the soul-soul contact, and rubbed against the palm of that person.

It rubbed against it several times, but it still couldn't relieve the pain on its body. It opened its curled body and wrapped itself around the person, bringing the person into the clam shell, becoming tighter and tighter.

Gu Chenli was almost out of breath. If the soul was injured in the sea of ​​consciousness of others, the outside body would only be more serious, but Gu Chenli did not struggle.

He knew that Yinlong would not hurt him.

Yinlong entangled the person under him, and the pain eased. Even though Gu Chenli almost suffocated, he did not cut off the spiritual power conveyed in his hand.

Yinlong gradually stopped struggling and became quiet.

Gu Chenli felt that Yinlong's head was hanging on his shoulder, and his body stopped shaking. Then he withdrew the spiritual power in his hand, stretched out the only hand that was not bound, and held the hand resting on his shoulder. dragon horns.

The silver dragon's body froze just after he calmed down, and Gu Chenli saw that the tip of the silver dragon's horn was stained with a layer of crimson.

Gu Chenli hurriedly channeled his spiritual power again: "Are you still in pain?"

Feeling the spiritual power coming from the dragon's horn, the silver dragon immediately loosened the entanglement around Gu Chenli, far away from Gu Chenli, and entangled himself into a ball. Originally, the whole dragon was silver-white, but now It's already a bit of a fan.

Gu Chenli: "?"

What's going on here?

Gu Chenli only thinks that Rong Mushuang, who has transformed into a dragon shape, is extremely cute, and his soft and cute appearance will melt his heart. When has he ever seen such a master, it is really irritating.

Gu Chenli touched the silver dragon's scales on his body. Its scales were not as hard as imagined, but rather soft. The more he touched them, the more vigorous he became.

Little did they know that Rong Mushuang, who was being touched one after another, was extremely sensitive at the moment. Gu Chenli's somewhat rough hand fell on his body, touching his place, which was hot and itchy.

Yinlong really couldn't stand such teasing, and flicked his tail to wrap around Gu Chenli again. This time, he didn't hold on tightly, but gently, somewhat jerky, wrapped Gu Chenli carefully round and round. , stroking Gu Chenli's thigh with the tip of the slender tail.

Gu Chenli's eyes turned red immediately, he pulled his hand out of the entanglement, hugged Yinlong in his arms, rolled over and pressed it under his body, his voice was terribly low: "Master, this is the second time, this disciple really Not as good as you think.”

The heat in Rong Mushuang's body was tumbling, wave after wave, and the consciousness was also burned sticky, and the body could not be controlled by itself.

Gu Chenli watched as the person in his arms gradually changed back to a human form, with white hair scattered on the soft "bed" of shells, hugging him blindly, his snow-white skin glowing pink, Gu Chenli kissed him On Rong Mushuang's lips, water glistened and sea waves rippled.

For a long time, the sea in this sea of ​​consciousness was like a shattered mirror, violently rippled, sometimes tossed and turned, and sometimes vortexed, as if some giant was stirring the wind and clouds, overturning the bottom of the sea, creating a turmoil.

But no matter how broken and twisted this scene is, it is still thrillingly beautiful and indescribable.

Gu Chenli held Rong Mushuang in his arms as he floated up and down in the clam shells on the seabed. The person in his arms was very well-behaved, allowing him to manipulate him, hooking his waist to bear everything.

Gu Chenli stuck his fingers into Rong Mushuang's snow-white hair, and murmured: "This full head of frost and snow is telling me that Master is the silver dragon back then, but I don't know."

The fierce wind and rain passed, the sea waves were calm, and there were snow lotus flowers floating on the rippling cold spring.

Rong Mushuang panted lightly and did not speak. Gu Chenli looked at Rong Mushuang who was still in the mist, chuckled, and was about to speak when he heard a cold voice from outside Zhihai.

"Rong Mushuang, you can't run away."

Gu Chenli frowned, and looked out of the Lingquan with sharp eyes through the sea of ​​consciousness.

Turning back to Rong Mushuang, the tone was extremely gentle: "I'll go and lure Yin Chen away, Master, when you wake up later, don't be angry with your disciple."

Gu Chenli took a deep look at the pink little dragon inside the clamshell, and he exited the sea of ​​consciousness neatly, returned to himself, let go of the silver dragon, and sprinted towards the outside of the Lingquan at a high speed.

In Lingquan, the wind and waves are calm, only the water waves are slightly rippling.

The snow lotus danced lightly, and the fluorescence fluttered wildly. Around the cold spring lay a white figure, floating in the cold spring for a long time, like a lotus flower in the spring water.

The man only had half of his body lying on the side of the hot spring, the clothes on his body had long since disappeared, his originally fair skin had turned pink at this moment, and his earlobes were bright red, so vivid.

Rong Mushuang's perception returned little by little, her fingertips trembled slightly, and her clear glazed eyes slowly opened, filled with mist, as if she could shed tears in the blink of an eye.

He was a little dazed, his body was extremely soft, like a pool of water that could merge with a cold spring at any time, the pain in his soul had been completely suppressed, but his eyes were a little hard to focus.

After the metamorphosis period, his mind and soul were completely fused, pure spiritual power like frost and snow circulated in his body, and some more memories appeared in his mind.

It was the period of the Dragon Slaying Battle, which was the end of the battle. He was holding the Tanyue Sword, the sword body was hanging on the ground like ice, the scarlet blood dripped down the sword body, and there was not a single drop of blood left on the Tanyue Sword.

Rong Mushuang's white body is now in the thick black mist, so white that it is so eye-catching, he stands alone in front of everyone in the world of cultivating immortals, and in front of him is the suppressed demon dragon Yinchen.

He is like a bright moon in the darkness, so far away that you can't touch it, and it's so cold that you can't touch it for thousands of miles.

But no one knew that the thin and tall figure was supported by the Tanyue Sword, and he was struggling to stand, but in fact, the spirit in his mind was torn violently. Tore his soul apart abruptly.

A person's soul is divided into two halves, one is a good soul and the other is an evil soul. Good and evil are fused together to form a complete person, but once the soul is separated, if the good soul is left behind, the evil soul will remain in the world. Wandering, doing evil, being used by the demons, if the evil spirits are left behind, the good souls are also floating outside, the evil souls dominate the body, use all the malice in the world to see and treat the world, and become extreme.

Staying here, he was the one who beat and scolded Gu Chenli frequently. Because of the chaos of time and space, the good soul wandered away, and he was the one who left this world and went to the modern age.

Now that the good soul returns, he should be Rong Mushuang.

In addition, there are some sporadic fragments deep in his memory.

Also in this cave of Danyue Snow Mountain, there is a silver dragon lying on the edge of the spring, its tail immersed in the cold spring, its expression is a little tired, but also indifferent, as if it is both familiar and impatient with this place.

Outside the cave, there is an enchantment that is hard to detect with the naked eye, surrounding it, outsiders can't get in, and it can't get out...

Rong Mushuang's eyes gradually focused, and he saw the scene in front of him clearly. He was still beside the cold spring, half of his body soaked in the spring water. He was obviously a person who was afraid of the cold, but at the moment he didn't feel how cold the spring water was. Even feel a little comfortable.

What Rong Mushuang didn't know was that the appearance of him lying on the edge of the cold spring was exactly the same as the appearance of Yinlong in his fragmentary memory.

The heat on Rong Mushuang's body gradually dissipated, and he also gradually remembered what happened in the sea of ​​consciousness just now, and the burning cloud suddenly rose on his face.

He sank his whole body into the cold spring, and since he was a dragon himself, he was not afraid of drowning in the water, so he just waited quietly under the spring water.

The spiritual power circulated throughout the body, and finally gathered in the dantian, but it was blocked at the last moment.

The spiritual power he had just recovered turned into nothingness after it finally flowed into the dantian.

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