Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

The huge golden dragon stared at him with those magnificent jewel-like eyes. The eyes were bright red with a sense of thickness, and matched with the huge body, there was an indescribable depression. Qingyuan also looked at him and listened to him. There was a faint humming sound from his snort, and then the golden dragon lowered its head slowly, placed it under his palm obediently, and rubbed it gently with strength.

Qingyuan lowered his eyes and touched it slowly, the scales in the palm were smooth and hard, but not cold, with a warm feeling, he felt the head under the palm slowly pressing against his hand, Qingyuan said, "Good boy .”

The dragon's pupils dilated excitedly, and the next moment after being praised, he rubbed against Qingyuan. He wanted to put his head on Qingyuan's chest, but Qingyuan felt his chest sink, and then his body lost his balance as if he had been hit by a hill. He fell backwards and was crushed by the dragon's head on the bed.

Jing next to him froze, and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the way." A white light cluster had already condensed on his slender palm, and he attacked the dragon with great power.

Not to be outdone, the giant dragon roared angrily, and a ball of flame flew straight behind the Celestial Clan, apparently planning to burn those beautiful wings directly.

Qingyuan's head grew bigger when he saw it, and he said quickly, "Okay, stop."

He got up and sat up with some strength, and said to Jing, "It's okay, I'm fine." Just now he was thrown down without noticing, and the place where he fell was a soft bed, there was no pain and no injury.

He stretched out his hand and touched the dragon with scales on its neck, and said softly, with comfort and affection in his tone, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

Well, this dragon probably wants to act like a baby, but he just can't stand it.

I don't know why this body is so poor, he is clearly a god, but he can't even stand up to the coquettishness of his Taoist companion, let alone hug him.

Jing lowered his eyes, the gods have always loved the dragons, it was so in the past, and it is the same now.

The dragon barked a few times in a low voice. Its voice was originally deep, but it seemed weak when it lowered its voice. After a few hums and chirps, Qingyuan saw a flash of light, and the dragon's body appeared like flames. After about a few seconds, the behemoth in front of him disappeared, replaced by a small golden dragon lying on the ground.

However, the length of an adult's palm is two palms, and the four paws look weak and weak. They are slowly hooking the hem of Qingyuan's clothes and want to go up. The long tail is also fluttering behind him. In other words, even the tail is exerting strength.

Qingyuan leaned over to hug the little dragon, and it lay obediently in his arms, staring at it without blinking, and occasionally breathed out the dragon's breath, all with warm breath.

Qingyuan touched the scales on its body, and said in a warm voice, "Yu?"

I read some books last night, and saw it with my own eyes today. This kind of temper that spits out fire at the slightest disagreement is exactly the same as that of Huo Yanyu who whipped a whip at every turn. What's more, he and Jing are still at odds. To the point of boredom.

Long nodded, and put his head on Qingyuan's neck affectionately.

It is already daytime now, the sun is rising in the sky outside the temple, and the bright sunlight is shining down. Yu squinted his eyes and said, "My God, I miss you so much."

Qingyuan said, "I miss you too." He paused for a while and said with a smile, "I miss the Celestial Clan, the Elf Demon Clan, the Human Clan, and the Beast Clan."

The six spirits miss together, no one will forget, and they will be treated equally.

Jing watched him say that he missed the six races, he stretched out his hand to test the power of light in the sky, and immediately said, "My god, are you willing to leave the temple?"

The temple is dignified and solemn, but the six major races in the Shenyan Continent live in six places. It is a world created by the gods, and he should go and see it.

Qingyuan nodded, "Alright, then go and have a look." He gently scratched the golden dragon's paw in his arms with his fingers, "The temple is the closest to the forest, why not go to the forest."

The forest of the Shenyan Continent is the place where the elves live. They are close to the wood element, have a kind and docile personality, and can get along relatively friendly with all races. Even with the neighboring dragons, they can always be safe.

The dragon race is recognized as the worst-tempered race in the mainland, especially a certain golden dragon, who either goes to fight or is on the way to fight every day. Today he spits fire and burns here, and tomorrow he overturns it with dragon claws. The god favors the lawless race, and no other race dares to confront him.

Jing nodded slightly. He had a sense of elegance and luxury, and he carried a noble air in everything he did.

Yu hooked Qingyuan's sleeve with his claws, and the piece of fabric was stretched flat by it, "Why don't you go to Dragon Island?" Jinlong said in his arms, "I collected a lot of shiny gems and gold coins for you, and I saved them in the lair , go and have a look."

Before Qingyuan opened his mouth, the Celestial Clan on the side said coldly, "Gods don't like that." That kind of golden light is only loved by dragons of the same color as it.

A fierce light flashed in the golden dragon's eyes, it turned to look at Qingyuan, and said a little aggrieved, "My God, do you like those?"

It was his favorite thing, every time he saw it, he was happy, so he saved it one by one, hoping that one day the gods would open their eyes and see it.

Seeing it's bright and beautiful eyes, Qingyuan stretched out his hand to touch its head, his tone was as gentle as the morning light, "I like it, I like it very much." The palm felt warm and smooth, Qingyuan said slowly, "Let's go to the forest first, and then go to Long Island, shall we?"

Yu nodded, closed his eyes and lightly touched the palm of his hand, and stopped talking.

The forest is not far from here, and it didn't take long for the three of them to reach the edge of the forest.

Under a lush tree of life, the rays of the sun shine through the tight gaps between the branches and leaves, the dark green depths are filled with fantastic colors, the crown of the tree soars into the clouds, and a wooden hut is built between each branch. An elf with pointy ears sat on a tree branch, carefully wiping the bow and arrow in his hand.

Compared with the appearance of the Celestial Clan, the Elf Clan is more holy, with silver hair and green eyes, and a pure and flawless smile.

Among them, an elf sat bored on the branch of the tree of life. He played with the bow and arrow in his hand with lowered eyes, and his pointed ears moved from time to time. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and raised his eyes to look into the distance. , and then got up and jumped lightly from the treetops.

Qingyuan just took a few glances at the lush tree of life, and noticed an elf running towards him, his clothes swelled up with the strong wind, as light as a deer, when the elf ran in front of him, there was a smile on his face. Bo Hong, "My God", he said, "You finally came to see me."

The first time Qingyuan saw him, he could tell that the elf in front of him was a clean dust from the previous plane, with a smile on his face like a child's, and he looked carefree.

He also nodded with a light smile, "I'm here to see you."

The elf smiled and stretched out his hand, "My God, come and hug me."

The elf in front of him smiled brightly and stretched out his arms to hug him. The dragon in his arms yawned and lay sprawled in Qingyuan's arms, with his limbs stretched out to occupy the largest area of ​​Qingyuan's arms. He glanced at the elf with a casual expression, his eyes With disdain in his heart: What are you hugging? Didn't you see the gods hugging him all the time?It has grown in the arms of the gods!

In the next moment, the god gently put it on the ground, then hugged the elf lightly, and slowly hugged him, a hug that was about to leave, but the golden dragon's eyes suddenly widened.

What's the situation, the god hugged that pointy ear?

It scratched the ground with its paws, let out a low warning roar, opened its mouth slightly, and was about to spit fire into its pointed ears.

After hugging Chen, Qingyuan leaned over and hugged the angry dragon into his arms, stretched out his hand and stroked the scales, comforting silently.

Well, Huo Yanyu has a big temper, which can be regarded as retaining his own characteristics.

There was joy on Chen's face, "My god, let's live here today, the fresh fruit of the elves is about to ripen, so I'll pick it tonight."

The elves are close to wood, and they also have strong wood elements. The flowers, trees, fruits and vegetables they come into contact with grow very well, and the taste is also unique. Qingyuan did not refuse, but only agreed with a smile.

Chen smiled and brought people into the wooden house. The wooden house is not very big, but everything is simple and natural. The woven flower baskets are neatly piled up, and there are dried flowers in them. There are various colors, scattered It's scattered and mixed together, and I don't know how long it will be here.

Chen handed them to Qingyuan, "My God, these are the flowers I collected, specially for you."

Qingyuan reached out to take it, his eyes swept over him gently, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Jing twisted his fingers. He also prepared a gift for the god, but unfortunately he didn't send it out.

Yu's dragon claw was ready to move, it seemed that it was going to overturn a basket of flowers at any time, Qingyuan stretched out his hand and squeezed the claw, it looked away a little guilty, and flicked its tail left and right.

The wooden house was relatively small, and it was a little crowded for three people to stay in it. The elf obviously noticed this, and proposed to go to the orchard to pick fruits together, and Qingyuan agreed.

In the orchard, fruits of various shapes slowly grew on the trees. Qingyuan squatted down to pick the ripe fruits, one of which looked like a strawberry, and he picked a lot.

Chen squatted beside him, reached out and handed one to his lips, "My God, try this, it's very sweet, you liked it before."

Qingyuan Kai took a bite of his lips, the juice inside was rich, and a fresh fragrance permeated from his mouth, he swallowed the pulp in his mouth, and put his palm on the green grass, "What else did I like to eat before?"

Chen Xu talked a lot, some of which Qingyuan had heard before, and some of which were unique to this world. He looked at the elf in front of him and told him little by little. Scattered around his eyebrows and eyes, like the surface of the sea under the setting sun, revealing complete tenderness and affection.

Qingyuan's heart was as gentle as his brows and eyes, and he only touched his pointed ears lightly, "I don't have much time with you, will you be unhappy?"

The gods fell into a deep sleep not long after creating the elves, and the time spent with him was really too little.

The pure-looking elf shook his head, with a smile in his green eyes, "No." He bent his lips, "But if my god can accompany you more in the future, I will be happier,"

Qingyuan also smiled, "Okay, I will definitely accompany you more in the future."

They have the years to come, they will have only each other in their long lives, and then walk down together.

The author has something to say: the most jealous race - the dragon

The most harmless race - elves

The race with the most imposing palace—the Celestial Clan

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