Accidentally raised the dragon crookedly

The early morning sunlight quietly covered the whole room from the gaps in the window sills. The man on the ice bed still had his eyes closed tightly. The sunlight turned into dots of starlight and enveloped his whole body, creating a hazy layer.

A tall figure approached and blocked the unsightly sunlight for him.

"..."

The other party's big hand lightly touched his cold cheek, and then he withdrew his hand as if he had touched something dangerous, rubbing his fingertips to digest everything just now.His eyes were obscure.

Several eager greetings came from the door, "King, it's time for the elders' meeting soon, are you still going?"

Wang looked down at the torn hole in Yilu's chest, and sighed heavily, "I won't go." He bent down and put his palm against the hole, and a little bit of silver light slowly flowed. It came out and fell into Yilu's chest again.

In a short while, the empty black hole had been filled, and Wang slightly frowned and put on another layer of flesh color, looking no different from ordinary people.

Wang knew very well in his heart that what he did was just a drop in the bucket, and it would take at least 500 years for Ni Lin to disappear and raise another one.He looked at the black and purple cracks that had begun to appear behind the man's ears, and shook his head, thinking that it was too late.

"Berg, you kept him because you wanted me to save him." Wang sat on the chair, holding the rose vase that had just been placed by the bedside, and put it on his knees, huddled together.

The old man who had been waiting all this time chuckled, stroked his long beard and said, "My lord, this child's soul is very similar to yours, I think—"

"I know." Wang interrupted him, his eyes fell on Yilu's sleeping face, and he couldn't help straightening out his silver hair that was blown by the wind, even though he couldn't see the child open his eyes. He didn't look like that, but seeing his outline, the king knew that the boy was very handsome.

The old man took out a white rose from the vase and handed it to the silent Wang. The hoarse voice seemed to be amplified a thousand times in the small room.

"King, it's time for you to make a decision. The energy and spiritual power you've spent over the past 1000 years has reached its limit. You should choose the seat of the next generation inheritor of the Dragon Clan."

It's not that the king doesn't understand what he said, but...

"How about Auraston?"

The old man smiled knowingly, and said meaningfully: "If the king had made up his mind a long time ago, he would not have come to see this child."

Wang, who was completely poked in the center of his thoughts, glared at him sullenly, his pure white pupils showed a hint of helplessness, and he looked at his hair, which was a little white because of overdrawn spiritual power, a little decadent.

After a while, he slowly said: "You're right." He got up and put the white rose on Yilu's newly repaired chest, staring at Yilu's closed eyes for a long time, before leaving, he said: "Wait When he wakes up, I'll make a decision."

The old man looked at the somewhat lonely figure of his Wang and shook his head distressedly. When he returned to the house, he saw Yilu sleeping on the bed. Thinking of the scene of love that day, he suddenly felt guilty.

Let him become the next generation dragon inheritor... Is it right or wrong.

No one knew better than him that if Ni Lin disappeared, he could only use the power of God if he wanted to save the other party.In contrast, he will also become a slave of God, and becoming a Dragon God is his only choice to survive.

The old man thought of all that Wang Qiongjiu had dedicated his life to the prosperity of the Dragon Clan. His dazzling red hair had lost its color now. In the last three months, there was no one around him, and he was the only one who enjoyed all of this. Thousands of years of endless loneliness.

This is God's destiny.

If he really wakes up, I hope that child from the Rihui Kingdom will not be disappointed.

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Fu Shu'an, who was eating, hesitantly took the last bite, wiped his mouth hastily and muttered reluctantly, "Can I not go?"

Xia Liu who was opposite him raised his eyebrows, gave him a hard gouged look, suppressed his temper and persuaded patiently: "No one can go, only you must go. If you don't go..."

"Who will lead the snake out of its hole?"

Fu Shu'an snorted, and for a long time he was still the bait.He really doesn't want to meet Luo Qing anymore, even if he has reached level 80 now, he doesn't want to get involved with these guys who play injections.

Seeing that he was still absent-minded, Xia in front of him also gave up lobbying, and directly pushed the information on the communicator to Fu Shuan, pouted his mouth, and motioned him to take a closer look.

The information was relatively short, Fu Shuan digested it in 1 minute.

When he saw one of the names, the black pupil couldn't help but stare for a moment. He immediately turned off the communicator and looked around. He saw the figure of the rabbit at the dessert stand behind him. He was very happy to see him. Eating a small pudding, he turned his head to look at Xia who was watching the play.

Xia shrugged and whispered, "I didn't tell him."

Fu Shu'an was relieved now, but he frowned worriedly when he thought of the news above, "Bulov was really caught by them?" He had experienced Luo Qing's methods, but that Luo Sen never knew.

He is always in doubt about the unknown.

"The information will not be wrong. Let me ask you one last time, do you want to go to Nuoan Star with me?" Xia took the communicator back and said seriously.

Fu Shu'an took another look at the bouncing Haimo, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll go with you."

If the information is correct, Luo Qing and Rosen may have used his blood to create the first batch of man-made ancient races, and even experimented on the Zerg races. As for the captured Bulov... he also narrowly escaped death.

He glanced at the proud Xia with crossed legs, and said coolly, "You came here this time to eradicate them?" The majestic king of the empire quietly ran to the marshal's warship, and insisted on risking his life. This is the only reason to bring down those people's lairs.

Xia Hao looked at Fu Shu'an's small face in his spare time, squinted his eyes and smiled, "No, I'm for you."

Marshal Mori, who had just come out of the combat room and wanted to come down to find his wife, turned green when he heard this.His suspicion was indeed right, his wife just wanted to take this opportunity to date someone else!He regretted punching himself. He knew that he would not have told Xia about Fu Shuan back then.

But according to his wife's personality, if he didn't say anything, he might be beaten again.

"Mr. Fu, I don't know how your 'lover' is doing now?" Mori asked indifferently between them, blocking Xia's view.

Fu Shu'an froze for a moment, then thought that the good-tempered king had already gone to see Yilu, and smiled sincerely, "Don't worry, he will get better soon."

In fact, Morrie also asked casually, never expecting the other party to answer.

Seeing that the happiness on Fu Shuan's face didn't seem to be fake, he exchanged a look with Xia who was a little surprised, coughed twice and nodded: "That's good, when Mr. Yilu wakes up, you can rest assured."

"Oh, by the way," Morrie remembered something, and took out a miniature communicator and handed it to him, "This is a new communicator developed by the military, and it's yours."

It was the first time Fu Shuan saw the communicator of the military department. It was small and exquisite and very cute.

Xia reminded: "There is our communication method in it, you can use this if you want to talk to anyone in the future. Also, hurry up and open the first message I sent you."

information?

Fu Shu'an blankly clicked on the little red dot on Xia's hair, and the eloquent eight hundred black characters were projected in the air.

"This...!" Fu Shu'an read it quickly, looking at the two smiling people opposite him with mixed feelings.

Hearing the movement, Haimo rushed to Fu Shuan's side with a whoosh. When he saw the words in the air, he was also surprised for a moment, and then he shook Fu Shuan's shoulder crazily and shouted excitedly, "An'an! You want to join Is the military department?! My God! You are going to be a colonel!"

"Calm down...you haven't written your horoscope yet." Fu Shu'an was about to be vomited, and quickly controlled Hai Mo's hands.

Xia Bushuang retorted: "Who said that? The following is the stamp I stamped myself. From today onwards, you will officially take over Augsig's position and become the colonel of the Seventh Military Region, and this trip is your first trip after taking office. battle."

He patted Fu Shuan's communicator, raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Do it well, and try to pull the marshal down later."

Murray who got shot inexplicably: "..."

Yes, my wife is right.