[Fengshen] Burning Dragon Roar

The author has something to say: Yes!That's it!Ao Bing has become an adult! ! !

The naked Zhengtai Xiao Aobing suddenly emitted a faint golden light. He himself seemed unaware of all this. After swallowing the dragon's breath, he regained some energy, but he was still in a state of confusion. He slightly opened his eyes and saw Jiang who was stunned in front of him. Zhuo, stretched out his hand unconsciously—that was the meaning of asking Jiang Zhuo to hug him.

Jiang Zhuo was shocked to see Douding, who was begging to be hugged and held high, glowing all over his body, his limbs gradually stretched out, and the arm that was originally begging for a hug stretched out and then directly hugged his own waist, which was collapsed on the ground! ! !And he didn't notice it himself! ! ! !

Watching a five or six-year-old child grow up into a man with long hands, long legs and long hair in seconds is like watching a sci-fi horror movie, which makes the heart stop instantly.

"...Prince." Jiang Zhuo looked away, not even daring to take a look at the naked man lying on the ground. Ao Bing in his heart will always be that five or six-year-old awkward gentleman, not such a naked man!Although he took off Ao Bing's clothes himself! ! !

Ao Bing, who buried his head between Jiang Zhuo's legs, hummed in a low voice, as if he was drunk and couldn't hear clearly.Jiang Zhuo carefully opened the arms around his waist, with complicated emotions, as if he was pushing away a strange man who was drunk and molested him.

Perhaps it was because the smell of blood on his arm wafted into Ao Bing's nose during the movement. Ao Bing's nose moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

The moment the two people's eyes met, Jiang Zhuo's throat moved, but he still dared not speak tremblingly.

Ao Bing frowned and was about to say something when he suddenly realized something was wrong.He naturally retracted the arm that was holding Jiang Zhuo before, sat up gently and looked at his limbs.

Jiang Zhuo immediately jumped far away, not daring to let out a sound, as if the person in front of him was really a stranger.

The grown-up Ao Bing got rid of the innocent and lovely temperament of Douding, and his edges and corners appeared cold and rigid. People with this kind of appearance are usually Jiang Zhuo's most afraid of getting along with, because they are generally more fierce, but such Ao Bing looks But it won't make people afraid, because that face is really worthy of being the face of the son of the dragon god, it is so perfect that it is impeccable.

Jiang Zhuo closed his eyes and thought silently in his heart that I am a straight man, I am a straight man, I am a straight man, but Ao Bing's narrow and sharp eyes and the sharp nose bridge are still hard to disappear before his eyes.

"Mortal." Ao Bing frowned and shouted, who knew there was no reaction at all, so he couldn't help but look up, and saw Jiang Zhuo standing at the door with his eyes closed like a blind man, muttering something in his mouth.

"Jiang Zhuo!" Ao Bing roared loudly.

Jiang Zhuo was so frightened that his legs went limp: "Here!"

Opening his eyes, he saw Ao Bing sitting domineeringly on the floor of his house with his legs apart, without any clothes on...

"Get clothes for the prince." Ao Bing said logically.

...Are you so old that you can't carry your own clothes?

So Jiang Zhuo tremblingly went to fetch his clothes.

This shit, this shit, this shit! ! !Why did he become an adult all of a sudden, why did he suddenly become aloof, no, he seemed to be quite aloof from the start, what the hell is that?

Jiang Zhuo couldn't figure it out, sitting on the side of the closet with legs apart and thinking, is it because he drank his own blood that he regained some mana?Or did he take back his dragon's breath when he was unconscious?

"I remember that night when it rained heavily, I seemed to see a very similar figure by Zhenlong Lake..." Jiang Zhuo said to himself, recalling the time when he sent Ao Bing to Zhenlong Lake in the rain. Seeing a tall and thin figure jumping up from the lake, think about it at that time... It seems to be so tall, and it seems to have very long hair...

Falk!So Ao Bing was able to become an adult from that time on, and then he turned back into a child because of Mao?

"Why are you so slow to get a dress?"

Ao Bing pushed open the door impatiently, and walked in swaggeringly, Jiang Zhuo's astonished eyes met Ao Bing's sleeping behemoth...

He jumped up with a bullet: "I, I, I am picking!"

Ao Bing casually glanced at his wardrobe and said, "No need to choose, just take one, anyway, you won't need to wear it for long."

Why?Meaning... is he leaving soon?

Jiang Zhuo didn't turn the corner immediately, looked at Ao Bing blankly and said, "Are you leaving?"

Ao Bing glanced at him: "Did you have a good time these days, and you don't even want the prince to come back?" The person has grown bigger, but the disdain in his eyes has not changed at all, and Jiang Zhuo is excited to point to him and sing "It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, our friend... Xiao Aobing"!

"I, I've always been very worried about you..." Jiang Zhuoyue's voice became softer as he spoke, and he didn't blame him for being cowardly. He really hasn't adapted to the transition from talking to a young lady to a tall and mighty adult. .He can squat down and touch Zhengtai Aobing's head and ask him if he is hungry and wants to eat, but even if he stands on tiptoe now, he may not be able to touch the adult Aobing's head.

Ao Bing looked at the aggrieved Jiang Zhuo with his 1.9-meter height, and sniffed the bloody smell in the air as if he was thinking about something.

"Change your clothes first." Jiang Zhuo, who didn't get a response, suddenly felt his face burning, and he didn't know if it was because of the inflammation of the wound on his forehead or something, but he just felt very hot.

Ao Bing caught the clothes he had randomly dug out of the cupboard, and slowly put them on in a slightly unfamiliar way.

What a visual shock this is... Jiang Zhuo closed his eyes in pain and watched Ao Bing frown and slowly put on his underwear and clothes, those two slender and straight legs annoyed the models on the runway in minutes.

Did I really get called a gay by that son of Big Bear? No! ! !The precious straight male lineage of the N generation of Lao Tzu's family cannot be broken by this monster here! ! !

So before Ao Bing could think of anything, Jiang Zhuo straightened up and rushed out the door, and then there was the sound of rolling down the stairs.

"...Stupid mortal." After a long silence, Ao Bing couldn't bear to talk to himself, but the residual smell of blood in the air still made him unable to open his brows.

This smell is a bit familiar, it is Jiang Zhuo's blood, looking at the tooth marks and blood on his forehead, it seems that he has inadvertently withdrawn the dragon's breath that was planted on his forehead.After the dragon's breath, the already critical mana was enough for him to regain his adult appearance, but it also made him smell something strange from the bloody smell.

"Does it have to be mana recovery to figure out what's weird here!" Ao Bing waved his hand and growled angrily, remembering the disappearing silver fox, he felt that the matter was not simple.

Jiang Zhuo was distressed while wrapping gauze on his wrist and rubbing alcohol on his forehead. Since he met Ao Bing, he has been disabled continuously, and he really loves himself.

What's even more frightening is that now this turtle grandson has suddenly turned into a shining, high-quality handsome man. Leaving aside anything else, will his father beat him up when he comes back?

It's terrible. He must find a way to restore his precarious family relationship.

"Well, cough cough, Wucao, what are you wearing on your body!" Jiang Zhuo, who originally planned to have a good talk with Ao Bing, stood dumbfounded again at the door of the room, as if struck by a bolt of lightning.

Ao Bing was still sitting cross-legged on the bed in an indifferent posture, but the cotton pajamas and pajama pants that belonged to Jiang Zhuo had been torn into pieces, revealing a healthy complexion and firm muscles inside!

"Your clothes are too small, and they make Prince Ben uncomfortable." Ao Bing glanced at him and said disgustedly.

I'm little...?You think my clothes are too small...? !

Jiang Zhuo's eyes widened and he found it difficult to breathe: "I'm 1.7 meters eight, not too small..."

Ao Bing naturally didn't understand the concept of 1.7 meters eight, so he said perfunctorily, "Oh."

Jiang Zhuo looked at his shredded clothes in shock, tried to calm down and said slowly: "I think we need to talk."

Ao Bing frowned, and he could vaguely recall his "childhood" appearance from his face: "Speak up when you have something to say, it's really long-winded."

"Now... have you recovered a lot of your cultivation?" Jiang Zhuo slowly walked to the side of the bed and asked seriously.

Ao Bing raised his eyebrows: "Are you a spy sent by the enemy?"

... So you have been hiding in the cinema and watching anti-Japanese war movies for so long these days, right?

"Even if the prince doesn't fully recover, it's enough to solve those insignificant problems." Ao Bing snorted, feeling that Jiang Zhuo was always worrying and asking some irrelevant questions, so annoying.

Although Jiang Zhuo felt relieved when he heard it, he always wanted to tell Ao Bing that his blood seemed to be able to restore him, but he didn't know if he could say it, so he kept hesitating.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ao Bing opened his eyes impatiently.

Jiang Zhuo thought for a while, and finally chose to keep silent on this question, and smiled reluctantly: "Then... have you thought about what to do afterward? Can you figure out why I broke your seal now?"

Ao Bing's eyes, which had been pretending to be normal people, suddenly flashed back to the vertical pupils, and the golden light overflowed: "Are you thinking of chasing the prince away?"

The coercion at that moment was so fierce that Jiang Zhuo almost couldn't breathe: "Isn't it because you disappeared for so long that I couldn't find it..."

Ao Bing's eyes flashed a fierce light, he grabbed Jiang Zhuo by the collar and pressed him on the bed: "Mortal, the crown prince hasn't asked you yet, what is the relationship between you and that vixen?"

Jiang Zhuo, who was overwhelmed by Ao Bing's anger, went blank for a few seconds, and then realized that the vixen in Ao Bing's mouth might be the Ge Sujiu they met when they were shopping for clothes that night, and immediately responded speechlessly: "That's my classmate and my roommate .”

Ao Bing's eyes became deeper: "Roommate? Live together?"

"Of course, and can you stop calling others a vixen? It's very impolite!" Jiang Zhuo was also a little angry. When Ao Bing called Ge Sujiu a vixen for the first time, he still treated Ao Bing like a child and didn't care about it. But now such a grown-up person still bites a vixen, it is really powerless to complain.

Ao Bing laughed back angrily, grabbed Jiang Zhuo's collar and directly grabbed his neck and said: "Mortal, who gave you the courage to speak to the prince like this, you don't know how much wrong you have done, but you dare to refute this?" Prince!"

Jiang Zhuo was also angry. Seeing that Ao Bing was about to strangle him to death, if he didn't resist, he would be a man in vain!

"It's enough for me this time, don't be like a master who has no temper, okay, every time you make trouble for no reason and beat me at every turn, the master has decided that he can only beat his wife in the future!" Jiang Zhuo violently turned over and pressed Ao Bing Under him, he held up Ao Bing's black hair scattered on the bed with one hand and pointed at him fiercely with the other, "If you hit me again, believe it or not, I'll pull all your hair off!"

Normally, such a head of black and thick hair, Jiang Zhuo, would have to be confessed, and he would use a makeup brush to remove dust every day, but right now he really doesn't know what else he can use to threaten Ao Bing, Long Gen?Will it be killed immediately?

Ao Bing seemed to be a little dazed, he didn't expect Jiang Zhuo to be riding on him now.

Jiang Zhuo pulled Ao Bing's long hair as if fighting more and more courageously, and said to the other party's shining golden eyes: "Count me, let me tell you, I have a good temper, but you can't always poke my G-spot to make me feel good." Crying, right? If I cry too much, I should let you taste how powerful I am!"

Ao Bing narrowed his eyes slightly: "What is the G-spot?"

Jiang Zhuo was stunned for a while, and seemed to have returned to the scene where the little Zhengtai innocently pointed to the street lamp and asked him what kind of magic spell it was: "Hey...well, you can go to Baidu Baidu... Hey ah ah ah ah ah!"

"You can teach the prince how to not make trouble unreasonably, how to be obedient." Ao Bing turned over while he was distracted, pressed Jiang Zhuo under his body and licked his lips excitedly.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah ah

There was a sudden gust of wind and thunder and lightning outside the house. After a thunderclap, the lights in the room went out with a bang.

The two paused for a while, Jiang Zhuo swallowed and said: "Prince, look, you can't stand seeing me like this anymore."