I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

Weakness and sin.

Jiang Xing was wearing a priest's robe, but he still felt a burst of chills invade his body from the gaps in his clothes, taking away the little warmth left.

It was cold at night.He thought vaguely, if Hetis was here, he would wrap his tail tightly around him and hide under his wings, so that no wind could blow him.

Alec: "Are you okay?"

"Thank you." Jiang Xing shook his head, with a panicked look on his brows.His robe was torn, so he simply tore off a piece of cloth that hadn't been licked by the dragon, soaked it with magic, and wiped off the messy water stains on his face little by little.

He had a face that was born to serve under the seat of a goddess. After washing with clean water, all the traces left by the devil were wiped away, and the original sanctity and elegance were restored.

"How about the knights?"

Jiang Xing straightened up, and gently broke away from Alec's support. The priest looked him up and down, and took half a step back silently, "They will take care of it."

Young people seem to be reborn all of a sudden.

No, it should have changed back to its original appearance.

Even in ragged clothes and in a mess.He is just holding the collar of the robe with one hand, his back is thin but straight, his chin is slightly raised, and he still has the calmness and ease when he is wearing the robe of the god of law and fighting monsters.

Alec thought to himself, sure enough, the monsters are harmful to people, turning a faithful servant of the god into a weak and deceitful servant.

Fortunately, the magic dragon is dead, and he can no longer condense his body in a short time. Jiang Xing can use this time to purify his inner corruption.

The knights did not panic in the face of the prairie fire, and they were well-trained and divided into small groups to encircle the flames. However, the revenge flames left by Hetes were obviously full of resentment and anger, and they could not be extinguished by all means.

Jiang Xing's expression moved slightly, "Let me try."

Alec treated him much softer, even with a little respect.

"Please."

Jiang Xing glanced at him, raised his right hand, and starlight gathered at his fingertips.

"Bright magic?" Alec was thoughtful, "Could it be that the flame is just its appearance, but is actually still the pollution left by the monster?"

Jiang Xing said softly: "Just look at it."

The starlight shot to the sky, exploded like the flames sprayed out by Hetis before, and sprinkled to every corner of the grassland.

His magic power has been polluted, but Jiang Xing inexplicably believes that there will be absolutely no mistakes in the magic cast at this time.

Sure enough, the scorching and frightening magic flame tamed instantly after encountering the starlight debris, and the two disappeared together after a moment of entanglement.

The grassland returned to darkness again.

Alec looked at the sky and said, "I'll ask someone to set up a tent for you again and have a good rest. You'll be very tired tomorrow."

A dragon makes them at a loss, and it will only become more dangerous after going deep into the isthmus.

Jiang Xing nodded slightly.

Alec: "Who is he?"

Jiang Xing was slightly startled, "You mean dragon?"

"A wise dragon, I don't remember any records about him." Alec turned his head, "Did you call his name? I seem to have heard it."

Jiang Xing shook his head: "He didn't tell me his name, that's just what I called him."

"He only said that he came from the Isthmus and was a magic dragon," Jiang Xing said with a calm expression. "Usually he can shrink, but he can't transform into a human."

Always in the form of a dragon?Alec frowned, seeing that the other party was not a very advanced monster.

He looked at Jiang Xing complicatedly, and it was hard to imagine what the magic dragon had done to the young man in Zhilan Yushu in front of him.

"okay, I get it."

Jiang Xing had no intention of talking to him, so he smiled and returned to the tent.

He sat blankly for a while before he remembered that the saliva all over his body hadn't been washed clean.

Jiang Xing sniffed it, and it smelled like magic energy and Hetis.

The young man was a little embarrassed, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, he took off his messy clothes little by little, and cleaned himself up mechanically.

Why didn't Hetis resist just now?

He unconsciously looked towards the direction of the isthmus and sighed.

Come to think of it calmly, the past two days had been like a chaotic dream.

Monsters, battles and entangled dragon tails.

Hetes acted almost as if he was in love with him.

The dragon willingly died for him.

Even if it wasn't real death.

Jiang Xing carefully controlled the water flow to wash his body, and after hastily drying himself, he got into the quilt and lay down, forcing himself to close his eyes and rest.

Now that the darkness has been expelled, continue to serve the goddess.

However, he opened his eyes in the dream, and in front of him was the white temple again.

The white dove landed in front of the window, and there were birds chirping in my ears.

There is no brazier and darkness that burns the soul.

Jiang Xing immediately raised his eyes to look at the seat of God, but unfortunately there was no one there.

The pigeons seemed to be very interested in his strange face, and they stood together in groups to observe him. The pigeons in the back row even kicked the one in front of him off the window sill.

Jiang Xing subconsciously used magic to support the falling white dove, and hurriedly walked over to catch it.

"Are you okay?"

The pigeon huddled in his palm, motionless, and looked at him with grievous black eyes.

Jiang Xing was worried that it might have hurt its wings, so he simply sat down on the ground, put the pigeon on his knees, and said softly, "Let me see your wings, don't be afraid."

The pigeons on the window sills are quiet.

The sun fell on the young man on the ground, covering him with a light golden veil.

He had a gentle expression and couldn't help smiling when he saw the pigeon spread its wings.

His beauty has a natural sense of distance from the secular world, and he was born to be placed in the Temple of Light to enjoy the admiration of thousands of people.

"never mind."

Carefully repairing a hair loss wound, Jiang Xing touched the pigeon's head, "Go back."

But the pigeon didn't leave, and lay flat on the young man's lap, with its two little paws curled up on the fluffy belly.

Birds and dragons have claws with similar structures. Jiang Xing couldn't help but touch it, bending his eyes with a smile: "It's so cute."

The pigeons watching the show on the window sill suddenly started fighting, their feathers flying around.

Jiang Xing blinked and stopped belatedly: "Don't fight."

The pigeons that were fighting suddenly fell in front of him one by one like kites with broken strings, spreading their wings and looking like they were about to cry.

"It's really..." He sighed helplessly, although he knew that the pigeons did it on purpose, probably because they liked his bright magic power.Jiang Xing still touched each of them to heal their injuries.

"You can't fight," Jiang Xing taught them with a stern face, "feathers will dirty the temple."

The pigeons cooed in response, surrounding him and refusing to leave.Those with high status can even jump on Jiang Xing's shoulders, sticking to their blond hair.

There were no other figures in the temple.

Hetis should still be in a state of magic energy, right?Jiang Xing stroked the pigeon feathers, wondering when the other party would be able to condense into entities again.

The "soon" that Hetes said might refer to the short life of human beings.

Jiang Xing looked complicated.Maybe he won't have the chance to see Hetis again.

The young man let the pigeons fly softly, got up and walked towards the throne.It was also covered with a soft cushion made for him by the magic dragon.

The seat of the god is wide, and it was originally designed to accommodate the body of Hetis, enough for Jiang Xing to sleep on it.

The sun is very warm, and there is no sound of howling ghosts and wolves in my ears.Jiang Xing huddled into a ball, and the touch of the cushion was very similar to the delicate and soft scales on the belly of a dragon.

He unconsciously fell into a deep sleep, the wind blew the soft veil in the hall, and the blond hair fell down his shoulders.

The pigeons squatted quietly around him, dozing off with their eyes closed.

At this moment, a small shadow came out from the corner of the temple.

When the pigeons heard the noise, they looked intently. They were frightened and flew away, and all fell back on the window sill, trembling.

They sat on this guy's throne just now, won't they die?

The little thing crawled towards the god seat, and the back of the little bear looked very hard.

After climbing half way up with difficulty, Biscuit was panting for breath while pulling on the raised decoration of the seat of God. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xing turned over and his arm dropped, hitting him on the head.

The little biscuit fell back to the ground and sulked for a while.

Why did he have to design the throne so high?It's empty and it doesn't work at all.

After climbing three more times like this, Hetes managed to fall down on the mat, and it took him a long time to recover.

He got up, tiptoedly moved to Jiang Xing's hand, sat down next to the young man's sleeve corner, propped his chin to look at his sleeping face.

The young man had a peaceful expression, his breathing was shallow, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, as if he was having a sweet dream.

Life is not easy, Biscuit sighed.Just hate him that much?Jiang Xing can only sleep well if he is not by his side.

【That is to say... Grandpa finally saw the live broadcast room haha】

【who I am?where am I? 】

[Calmly analyze, this is the temple of Hetis, although I don’t know why Xingxing sleeps alone, Biscuit just looks at it]

[Let Xing Xing sleep well, I have watched the black screen for three days, I feel sorry for Xing Xing]

【Are you distressed?You can’t see it yourself, hum, I’m too embarrassed to say you]

Jiang Xing almost made the bullet screen so funny, he turned over in a concealed manner, and held the biscuit weakly with his fingers.

Hetes dared not move.

However, Jiang Xing seemed to feel something, his fingertips tightened, and he held the biscuit to his chin with both hands, and his breath fell on him vaguely.

Hettis started to stir again.

It's a pity that he transformed the temple into the light that Jiang Xing likes. At the moment, there is no magic energy to support him, so he can only look at the dear human beings with the appearance of small biscuits, and he can't eat them.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and hummed softly in his dream.

Hetis pricked up his ears and twisted his body to approach Jiang Xing's lips.

What are the stars saying?

"He..."

Um?drink?Are the stars thirsty?

Biscuit crawled out of Jiang Xing's palm, and stood on the edge of the throne to point fingers at the pigeon.

Pigeon:?

He gesticulated for a long time, and the pigeons finally understood that it was the young man they liked so much just now who wanted to drink water, and immediately flew out a few pigeons, and came back from nowhere with a beautiful water bottle.

Hetes asked them to pick two more leaves, washed them with difficulty and folded them into small water bowls, the size of a fingernail.

He took out a small bowl of water and carefully handed it to Jiang Xing's lips.

Feeling the moisture on his lips, Jiang Xing moved, but he didn't wake up, he only opened the seam of his lips, revealing a little bit of snow-white teeth, and the looming pink tip of his tongue.

The little biscuit was stunned for a while, and fed the water into the leaf bowl.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and teeth lightly, "Heh..."

This is not feeding you!Biscuit was busy going back and forth for a long time, fed a small pot of water, and sat down on the mat panting.

The young man drank the water, but instead frowned, as if unhappy.

Little Biscuit was so angry that she hugged his hair and stopped moving.

He hasn't said it hurts yet.Hetes touched his left eye and grinned.

The movement of the hair being pulled finally woke up the young man for a moment, and he yelled out his name:

"Hertis."

Biscuit froze, staring up at the young man.

The other party seemed troubled, and his fingers were shaking uncomfortably, as if he was groping for something.

Hittis put herself into his hands.

Jiang Xing finally stopped, and held the biscuit in front of him again, his brows and eyes stretched, and his smile was faint.

Hettis looked gloomy.

Damn it, his baby was calling him!

He should immediately transform into a dragon form now... Oh, no dragon, he will be locked in red by the world, so he should transform into a human form!Kiss and hug his baby, and give him a high lift with his tail.

Who the hell turned him into this ghost cookie!

The author has something to say:

who is it?It's a star!

I smiled when I wrote this chapter (#^.^#)

The little biscuits that you can see but can't eat are so cute

【Except your wife! 】