After being snatched by the dragon

Mo Zhou glanced at the spirit forest again, and the little bird that had received the order had to fly out again in fear, turned into a human form, and bowed down in front of Mo Zhou: "My lord, what do you want me to do?"

"you--"

Before Mo Zhou finished speaking, Xiao Que raised his head and stared at him in surprise, the Black Dragon King can speak human language!

"What?" Mo Zhou didn't have a good temper with Xiao Que, and his voice was full of coercion.

"No, no, no!" Xiaoque quickly shook her head in fright, then lowered her head again, "If you have something to do, just tell me!"

Mo Zhou snorted coldly and asked, "You've been with Zhao Mingxu all these days, but have you ever heard him talk about your parents?"

Is the young master's name Zhao Mingxu? !

Xiao Que praised in her heart, and dared not hide anything from Mo Zhou. After all, strength is everything, and she has no ability to hide it. She nodded and said: "Young master always mentions his parents to me, saying that he misses them very much, and that, And said—"

"What else?"

"He also said that he would take you back to meet his parents..." Xiaoque finished nervously.

Mo Zhou was silent for a while, and did not continue to ask, but said: "Since he misses his parents, you can persuade him to write a letter to his parents."

"Huh?" Xiaoque was dumbfounded.

"You sparrows have always been able to know the direction, and you will be the one to deliver and receive letters from now on. However, you must remember, don't say a word if you shouldn't say it."

Xiaoque continued to be confused, she could understand the meaning of every word, but she felt that she didn't seem to understand?

Why did the Black Dragon King ask her to persuade the young master and write a letter to his family? How could such a good thing happen?

How can such a terrifying Black Dragon King still be kind and do good things?

"Not willing?" Mo Zhou's voice was cool.

Xiao Que regained consciousness in fright, then shook her head vigorously: "No no no no no! Your Majesty! I am willing!"

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

"My lord, I still know these little spells!"

"Then I'll leave it to you, but don't say I ordered it, just pretend that I don't know it at all."

"……"Why?Xiaoque was very puzzled, why don't people know about doing good deeds?

Of course she couldn't understand that Mo Zhou felt ashamed to do such trivial things for a small mortal!

After Mo Zhou finished explaining, seeing Xiaoque was still in a daze in front of him, he said displeasedly, "Are you still going?"

"Oh oh oh! I'm going to roll!" The sparrow turned into a ball of hair, turned around and flew away.

Halfway through the roll, she flew into the sky, and seeing the little boy sleeping soundly on top of the Black Dragon King, she felt even more admiration for him in her heart, he could fall asleep in such a terrifying place!

It's just—even though there is fur, most of the body is exposed outside, so sleeping like this will catch a cold!The little boy has no spiritual power!

So she flew back tremblingly, not daring to get too close, only dared to keep a certain distance and hovered in the sky.

Of course Mo Zhou saw her, and said in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"

Xiao Que mustered up her courage: "My lord! You must cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep! Otherwise, he will get sick! Ordinary people are different from us!"

Mo Zhou was slightly stunned. Is it like this? He ordered: "Then you go and get the blanket."

"Yes!" Xiaoque agreed happily, quickly went to grab a blanket and came back, threw it on Zhao Mingxu's body, helped him cover it, and then flew back.

Mo Zhou wrote down two things in his mind.

Article [-]: Small mortals attach great importance to family affection.

The second rule: Small mortals are very fragile, even when sleeping they have to cover themselves with blankets.

Zhao Mingxu woke up again, stunned for a while, stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that he was sleeping on the thick and soft hair, and now he remembered everything before going to bed, "Mo Zhou !", Zhao Mingxu said the name of the dragon and immediately sat up, turned over and touched the "ground" on all fours, and felt it quietly for a while, but the dragon did not move.

"Mozhou?" He called again, but there was still no response.

He thought that Dalong must have fallen asleep.

He looked at the scenery in the distance, and helped Mo Zhou comb the hair on the top of his head smoothly with his fingers.

Mo Zhou, who was pretending to be asleep, was so worried that this guy would touch his horns again on a whim!Fortunately, Zhao Mingxu just looked at it and didn't touch it. He picked up the blanket and wanted to slide it down from his neck to continue applying medicine to Mozhou.

After thinking about it, he threw the blanket back again.

He thought it was too easy to sleep on the top of Mo Zhou's head!He will sleep here from now on!It can also be closer to Mozhou, and if they meet Mozhou and wake up, they can still talk before going to bed!

Zhao Mingxu happily and carefully slid down Mo Zhou's neck, stretched his waist, and prepared to start a new day of "labor".

Last night, he dreamed of his father, the queen mother, and the elder brother of the prince. He was in a very good mood. He sat down and was about to continue applying medicine to Mozhou, when the little sparrow flew over and called him: "My lord!"

"Little sparrow! Morning!" Although there is no difference between day and night here, Zhao Mingxu greeted her with a smile.

"Morning!" Xiao Que landed on his shoulder and said, "Master! I thought of a way to get in touch with your family!"

"What method?!"

"You can write letters to your family members! In this way, you can rest assured to help the king heal here!"

"Yes!" Zhao Mingxu's eyes lit up, then darkened a little, "But, didn't you say that you can't go out?"

Xiao Que stuck to his ear, and whispered deliberately: "Next time, when the king sends us out to get food, I can secretly deliver the letter for you! We Ling Que are famous for knowing the way!"

Zhao Mingxu was very moved, but still shook his head and said: "This is not good, you said that you were recruited by Mozhou, you can't do what he doesn't allow, and you can't leave, what if he gets angry with you?" He said, "That's right! You don't know yet, Dalong's name is Mozhou! He has no surname like you, but he is my dragon, so he takes my surname! His name is Zhao Mozhou!"

"Zhao" Mo Zhou who is pretending to sleep: ...

Xiao Que was also dumbfounded for a moment, Zhao Mingxu said again: "I forgot to ask before going to bed, when Mo Zhou wakes up again, I will ask Mo Zhou what he can do, Mo Zhou will definitely know!"

Xiaoque flapped her wings anxiously: "Then you can write the letter first! That way, you can send it when the time comes!"

Zhao Mingxu thinks about it, it's feasible, in his opinion, Dalong has a good relationship with him, and he will definitely agree to let Xiaoque deliver the letter for him when he wakes up.

Xiaoque conjured up a low table in front of him, with paper, pens, ink sticks, inkstone, and even a pen holder for pens on the table.

Zhao Mingxu exclaimed, "It's amazing!"

Xiao Que happily "cuckoo" twice, Zhao Mingxu spread out the paper, raised his sleeve and patiently opened the ink, Xiao Quefei watched from the side, only thought that the young master looked really good-looking like this!

Zhao Mingxu took the pen and started writing the letter.

Even though Xiaoque couldn't read, she stood on Zhao Mingxu's shoulder and watched him write one word after another. The air was filled with the scent of ink, and Xiaoque flapped her wings. .

Zhao Mingxu mentioned Mo Zhou in the letter, and asked his parents and elder brother not to worry about him, he will go back with Mo Zhou after a while.

After finishing writing, after the wind dried, he folded the letter into three and stuffed it into the envelope. Xiao Que said: "My lord, just put your letter here with me first, and I will send it to you when I go out later."

"Okay!" Zhao Mingxu handed the letter to her without doubt.

Xiaoque held it in her mouth, and the letter disappeared in place. Zhao Mingxu was amazed.

After writing the letter, Zhao Mingxu buried his head and continued to apply medicine to Mo Zhou, Xiao Que didn't bother him, put away the table and other things, and flew away quietly, Mo Zhou sent Xiao Que to leave this small world, and asked her to deliver letters to the world.

Zhao Mingxu is now more and more experienced in grasping time. He estimated that one or two hours would pass, and tentatively called "Mo Zhou" again, but Mo Zhou ignored him.

"Aren't you awake yet..." Zhao Mingxu muttered, applied the medicine for a while, and called again, "Mo Zhou, are you awake?"

Mo Zhou pretended to be asleep with Yuanpan's big eyes open, but Zhao Mingxu couldn't see anyway.

Until Zhao Mingxu murmured with some disappointment: "It's strange... When Dalong didn't speak before, I didn't feel that I was busy with my own work. After I talked to Dalong, I was so lonely..."

alone?

Mo Zhou didn't even understand what loneliness was.

But his heart was inexplicably involved by Zhao Mingxu's words, and he felt a little sour, and he heard Zhao Mingxu sighing on top of his head, did Mo Zhou speak again: "What is loneliness?"

"Dalong! You're awake!" Zhao Mingxu immediately straightened his back, turned his head to look at Mo Zhou's head, and laughed again, "Haha, no, it's Mo Zhou!"

To be honest, the only person in the world who can call him by his name directly is the Emperor of Heaven.

Being called by this villain's voice, Mo Zhou's sour heart became warm again, Mo Zhou's cool voice also warmed up, and he asked again: "What is loneliness?"

"Loneliness is when you are alone in the world, no one responds when you speak, and no one you want to see is around!"

"Is that so?" Mo Zhou murmured in a low voice, he thought, he lived alone in the Dragon Palace all year round, which was considered suitable, why didn't he feel lonely?

"It's like now, when you are sleeping, I have no one to talk to, and I feel very lonely! Because in this world, I only know you and Xiaoque."

Yes, and that silly bird, Mo Zhou was puzzled and said, "You can still talk to her."

"I know...but Xiaoque also has her people! She can't be with me forever! Maybe they will leave someday. .”

"..." Mo Zhou was even more puzzled, could he be with this little mortal forever?

However, Zhao Mingxu had already said: "You are different, you are mine!"

"..." Mo Zhou was speechless, when did he become this person?

"Dalong, are you sleepy now? Does the wound still hurt? If you are not sleepy, let's talk! Your wound will be healed in two or three days! Xiaoque said that the leaves of the spirit tree are very effective, your Your body will get better soon, you..."

Zhao Mingxu started to mutter again, Mo Zhou wanted to stop him, but somehow felt that it didn't sound very irritating?On the contrary, there was a layer of gentle warmth on his body, he thought, it must be his celestial star.

Zhao Mingxu was busy while talking, he had already talked about taking Mo Zhou back to meet his father and queen.

Rao Mo Zhou couldn't help worrying for Zhao Mingxu, he said earlier that he would ask him how to send a letter to his parents when he woke up, but now he seems to have forgotten the time.

After several conversations, Mo Zhou understood that it was really not that this little guy didn't miss his parents, just talking casually.

But this little man is really a bit stupid!There is only one thing on my mind!

But yes, if he wasn't a little fool, he might have questioned everything about him, and if he angered him when he was violent, he would have already killed his subordinates.

"At that time, can you take me to fly over the palace? I have always wanted to see what the whole palace looks like, but unfortunately I can't see it! I once secretly climbed to the tallest tree in the palace, and I didn't see it. arrive……"

Zhao Mingxu put his hands on the cold scales on his back, and carefully asked, "Are you okay?"

Mo Zhou felt hot all over his body, and didn't even know what he asked, so he subconsciously said, "Okay."

"Great!!! I can ride a dragon and fly over the palace!"

Only then did I know what happened, Mo Zhou: ...

But hearing Zhao Mingxu's excited voice, Mo Zhou suddenly felt emotional: What a cute little fool.