Ancient Evil Jiao

"Master, do you think I can transform into a human form? Is my human form handsome?" Jiaolong, dressed in tight black clothes, happily ran towards a boy in white clothes. The boy had a gentle smile on his face, and the smile deepened after seeing Jiaolong... …

He looked at Jiaolong carefully, and said with a smile, "Well, not bad, very handsome."

"Haha, isn't it, it's no wonder I'm Master Long!" Jiaolong was very proud.

Bai Lianhua shook his head helplessly, caught a glimpse of the pen in his hand, his eyes lit up slightly, and said with a smile: "To celebrate your successful transformation, I will draw a picture for you as a teacher, and you stand still."

Jiaolong looked at Bai Lianhua suspiciously, and wanted to get closer to see Bai Lianhua's paintings, but Bai Lianhua shouted: "You stubborn monster, stand still."

For a long time, Jiaolong looked closely at the young man's handsome eyebrows, his heart was beating like thunder, and the blush slowly stained his cheeks. Actually, Bai Lianhua's heart skipped a beat.

"Master, you finished the drawing, I want to see it too." Seeing the young man stopped his pen, Jiaolong stepped forward to grab the drawing paper, but because he stood for too long, his feet moved in a hurry. Seeing this, Bai Lianhua rushed forward to support him, but the painting was blown away by the wind because no one was holding it...

Jiaolong watched Hua Piaoyuan helplessly, panicked in his heart, stomped his feet and flew to catch up. The human Jiaolong was not used to the human body, so he flew crookedly in the air, and bumped into a golden shadow accidentally.

Jiaolong's eyes blurred, his breath fluttered, and he felt his body fall, he yelled and closed his eyes.

But his body was supported by a pair of generous hands, he opened his eyes timidly, Zhu Yuguan, a young man in golden brocade clothes with a cold face, who is this?

Jiaolong stared at him in a daze, and the young man entrusted his body to land safely on the ground. As soon as he landed, he hurried back to Bai Lianhua's side. Bai Lianhua smiled lightly: "Brother Long made a joke, this is my apprentice."

The Lengsu young man nodded indifferently, and without looking at Jiaolong again, what he reached out to hold in his hand was the painting that Jiaolong was chasing.

He handed it to Bai Lianhua, and said coldly, "Painters are good at it."

Bai Lianhua smiled: "People are beautiful, and paintings are beautiful."

As he said that, he took over the painting, handed it to Jiaolong, and said: "Xiao Yao, now that you have transformed into a human, it's time for you to have a name."

"Name?" Jiaolong tilted his head in doubt.

Bai Lianhua rubbed his head with a smile: "Your dragon body is pitch black, but you turned into a human form with shiny black hair. Let's call it Zimo. How about your surname Zhuo?"

"Zhuo Zimo?" Jiaolong raised his head and thought for a while, then grinned and said, "Master can take anything."

Bai Lianhua smiled softly, pulled Zhuo Zimo to stand in front of Longyan and said, "Come on, this is Master's friend, a golden dragon named Longyan."

Long Yan nodded at Zhuo Zimo, and said coldly: "The name Zimo suits you very well."

Jiaolong frowned unhappily when he heard the words: "My master hasn't called my name yet, why did you call me first!"

Long Yan was slightly stunned, and lowered his head in embarrassment, Bai Lianhua shook his head helplessly and said, "Xiao Mo, don't be rude."

Zhuo Zimo frowned unhappily: "Master~~ you face him."

Bai Lianhua sighed heavily when he heard the words, rubbed Zhuo Zimo's hair and said helplessly, "You are so childish."

As he spoke, he smiled apologetically at Long Yan and said, "Brother Long, don't mind, Xiao Mo is still young."

Long Yan said: "You are not very old either."

Bai Lianhua laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Compared to you, a dragon who has lived for 500 years, my practice for [-] years is indeed not that great."

Long Yan said: "You who have only practiced for a thousand years, are you afraid that you will delay your own cultivation if you accept this monster?"

Bai Lianhua was taken aback when he heard the words, before Zhuo Zimo could speak, he stood up and angrily said, "What do you mean?"

Long Yan frowned in the face of Zhuo Zimo's rude questioning, he looked at Zhuo Zimo coldly, Zhuo Zimo said angrily: "Are you saying that Master shouldn't accept me?"

Long Yan remained silent, and looked at Bai Lianhua with disapproving eyes.

Bai Lianhua pulled Zhuo Zimo with a wry smile and said, "Okay, Xiao Mo, Brother Long has no malicious intentions, you go down first, I'll talk to him about something."

Zhuo Zimo was taken aback, then looked at Bai Lianhua aggrievedly, stomped his feet and ran away angrily.

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"Hey, what did you talk to Master about?" On the shore, Zhuo Zimo stopped Long Yan from Bai Lianhua's side, and looked at Long Yan with an orderly tone and an arrogant attitude.

Long Yan frowned: "You seem to be very hostile to me."

Zhuo Zimo snorted, "I looked at my paintings as soon as I came here, and I grabbed Master's attention as soon as I came here. I can't help being hostile to you."

Long Yan narrowed his eyes: "Your master and I are friends."

"I just know that you are just friends, so I talk to you like this, otherwise I will beat you!" Zhuo Zimo said, shaking his fist at Longyan.

Long Yan's face turned cold: "It will take you hundreds of years to beat me up."

With that said, he walked away.

Zhuo Zimo was stunned for a moment, the anger of being looked down on made him grit his teeth and rush to Longyan, and he lost miserably as expected.

Those angry eyes, mixed with sparkling fire, looked straight into the bottom of Long Yan's heart at a glance. Long Yan stared steadily, and felt his heart beating slowly.

Zhuo Zimo gritted his teeth and said, "One day, I will beat you to the ground!"

Long Yan lowered his head when he heard the words, and after a while he raised his head and smiled faintly: "I'll wait."

That was the first time Zhuo Zimo saw Long Yan's smile, but he stubbornly thought it was a mockery.

Since that time, Zhuo Zimo practiced more and more diligently, and the number of times he went to compete with Longyan increased, so many that Bai Lianhua was puzzled. His slender fingers slowly circled the teacup, and said unintentionally: "Xiao Mo, the relationship between you and Long Yan is really good."

Zhuo Zimo sneered when he heard the words: "Master, are you out of your mind? I have a good relationship with that guy Longyan? Which eye did you see? When I met him, we quarreled and fought. When did we become friendly?" .”

As he said that, Zhuo Zimo said bitterly: "That guy is arrogant, cold-blooded and cold-hearted, but he is also very strong. Hmph, one day, I will let him fall in front of me and tear him apart. face!"

"Little Mo..." Bai Lianhua stared blankly at Zhuo Zimo in front of him, speechless. At this time, Zhuo Zimo was in high spirits. Maybe he didn't notice that he was going to tear Long Yan's face apart. At that time, the eyes were so focused, they were eyes that had never been seen in front of him.

Bai Lianhua silently lowered her head.

"Master...Master?" Zhuo Zimo looked at the silent Bai Lianhua strangely, and called out a few words.

Bai Lianhua seemed to have just recovered, looking at Zhuo Zimo with doubts in his eyes.

Zhuo Zimo said: "What is Master thinking? I called you many times and you didn't answer me."

There was a little bit of grievance in his tone.

Bai Lianhua smiled and said, "It's nothing, some unimportant things."

"Oh." Zhuo Zimo responded, and said without further investigation: "Master, I will go to Longyan for a competition, and I will meet you later."

Bai Lianhua was taken aback for a moment, and then paused with the hand holding the teacup. Since when did Xiao Mo stop asking him what he thought?

What he doesn't want to say now is just a random excuse, which Zhuo Zimo can accept...

Where did Zhuo Zimo, who didn't know the truth and vowed not to give up, go?

Bai Lianhua's hand holding the teacup tightened, and the teacup in his hand shattered due to the occasion...

He stared blankly at the blood-stained hand whose skin was cut by the teacup. The pain was transmitted to the brain, but it made him even more numb. He slowly lowered his eyes...

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, everyone, Amao went to other places to get his graduation certificate, so I didn't have time to update the article. I just came back yesterday, and I will resume updating tonight. Thank you, Amao I am very touched, I will work hard, okay? (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～