Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The vicissitudes of life have changed, the world has changed, dynasties have changed, mortals have been reincarnated for countless lives, and the world is changing. The only thing that remains constant is the small courtyard in the bamboo forest by the East Sea.

Xuanlong lived here alone for 10 years.

After the demons were sealed, the God Realm was at peace, and the Jiuchongtian was guarded by Yan Fuheng, so it was safe without the Xuanlong.On the contrary, there are evil spirits everywhere in the world, and they have not stopped intermittently for 10 years. Xuanlong lives in seclusion here, spying on the world through the mortal mirror, and if there are evil spirits, he will personally go out to settle them.

He lives in the world, always looking for something to do, when Yan Yuan is around, he will stand in front of him and be his general, protecting the people of the heavens, but now that Yan Yuan is not around, he can also protect the mortal world for him, bless him Tiny beings.

It took three days to get rid of the evil spirits this time.

It was a Nightmare transformed from the nightmares of mortals. The Nightmare is greedy by nature and feeds on nightmares.The more painful the nightmare absorbed, the more delicious the entrance, and the stronger the magic power obtained from it.

If the nightmares just eat the nightmares of mortals and do nothing else, they are simply good. However, once they discover the nightmares of mortals, they will intensify the nightmares. Fragile mortals are frightened by the unbearable body in their dreams, and most of them will suddenly go to bed. passed away.If no nightmares can be found, the Nightmare will deliberately create nightmares. The weak will often die on the spot, and even if the fatal ones wake up, they will become insane due to the separation of souls and lack of souls.

In just one month, more than a hundred people in Luoyang City have been victimized. The nightmare devoured the nightmare created by human life, and its magic power increased dramatically. Find it and remove it.

When I returned to the small courtyard by the East Sea, it was already sunset and the afterglow of dusk enveloped the lush bamboo forest, falling in the courtyard, and the rustling of bamboo leaves echoed in the air.

There is an enchantment here, mortals can't see it, and there is no way to reach it, Xuanlong pushed aside the bamboo fence half a person's height, and was about to walk into the courtyard, when he looked up, he froze on the spot.

Sitting beside the stone table in the courtyard is a man, whose appearance is between that of a teenager and a young man, with a tea bowl twisted between his slender fingers, sitting upright, although he is not very old, his temperament is rare in the world.

The young man's expression was a bit complicated, his eyes met for a moment, the young man's expression changed suddenly, he put down his tea bowl: "Are you injured?!" Then he hurried towards Xuan Long.

Looking at the face of the other party who looked like a lover, Xuan Long was quite dazed, his throat throbbed, and he spoke surprisingly hoarsely.

"You... how did you come here?"

The strong rust smell in the air made the young man have no time to answer Xuanlong's words. He frowned, and his eyes fell on Xuanlong's heart. The color around the hole was obviously much darker than the surrounding areas, the young man reached out to touch it, and as expected, his hand was stained with blood.

The boy raised his head sharply.

"How did you get hurt so badly?! Who did it?!"

"It's nothing, just a small injury." Xuan Long smiled.

He was not good at laughing, and since he hadn't had anything to be happy about for too long, such a simple expression was very unfamiliar.

"I summoned the Immortal Doctor to heal your wounds." Seeing that he refused to speak, and did not ask any further questions, the young man raised his hand and summoned the Immortal Doctor with a haughty face.

Xuan Long clasped his wrist: "...No need, I can handle it myself."

More importantly, this is his and Yan Yuan's home, and he doesn't want anyone else to set foot here, even though he has been the only one in the family for many years.

The spells practiced by the gods are not the same. Some gods are good at attacking, some are good at defending, some are good at divination, and medical immortals specialize in healing. Each has its own roots and talents.The God of War like Xuanlong is best at attacking, and the healing technique is precisely his weakest. He can handle it by himself, which is nothing more than a sloppy bandage.

The young man frowned: "How do you deal with it yourself? If you don't seek medical treatment for this wound, it will take at least a month or two to heal."

Excessive blood loss made Xuanlong feel thirsty in his mouth, and his throat moved unconsciously: "It's nothing, don't worry..."

The boy blurted out: "I won't worry about you..."

The air was instantly quiet.

The young man regretted the exit, and looked up to observe Xuanlong's face, the latter didn't react much, but his eyelashes trembled, and he gave a low "um", indicating that he heard it.

The young man tightened his palms and looked annoyed: "I..."

He seemed to want to explain, but didn't know what to say, Xuanlong gave him the step down in due course.

"You...you can stay for dinner."

The young man was startled, and replied hello.

Xuanlong asked him what he wanted to eat, the young man said it would be fine, Xuanlong told him to sit in the courtyard for a while, and then went into the house.

This bamboo building is divided into upper and lower floors, not very spacious, but built in the depths of this lush green bamboo forest, it is very elegant and unique.The first floor should be the dining room, and the second floor should be the bedroom.

The young man sat at the stone table for a while, and couldn't help looking into the house, but it was getting dark, and he couldn't see clearly when sitting in the courtyard. He wanted to see what the place where Xuanlong lived was like, and he drank the tea in his hand. Finally, I couldn't bear to put down the teacup, got up and entered the house.

The door is not closed.

The interior is not as dark as it looks outside, and you can barely see things clearly. The furnishings in the house are very simple. There is a hearth on the east wall, and an antique cabinet with a height of one person is placed opposite the hearth. It is divided into upper, middle and lower floors. There are some black porcelain jars on the hollowed out layer, which should be used for seasoning.

Apart from these, the only objects are a round porcelain jar filled with water next to the cabinet, and a carved square wooden table matching the cabinet in the middle of the dining room.

Unexpectedly, Xuanlong was not in the house.

The young man used his spiritual power to perceive the other party's existence, and found that there was no trace of the mysterious dragon in a hundred miles away, and he was suddenly at a loss.

What does it mean?

You didn't want to see him, so you left without saying a word, and left him waiting here alone?

But if he wants to leave, shouldn't he be the one to leave?This is the place where Xuanlong lived for 10 years.It would not be easy and troublesome to drive him away directly.

Distraught, the young man walked back and forth inside and outside the house several times, then went back to sit down at the square table in the house, waited for a stick of incense, and couldn't sit still any longer, got up suddenly, and wanted to leave angrily.

And at this moment, Xuanlong came out from the void, and happened to meet the young man, both of them were taken aback.

Before he could put away the annoyed expression on the young man's face, he saw Xuanlong carrying a lot of food in big and small bags, wrapped in various colored papers, yellow, pink, blue, and green, square and square tied with ropes Looking at it, it looks full, there must be ten small bundles.

"Wait in a hurry." Xuanlong raised the food in his hand and handed it to the young man. "I went to the store to buy some snacks... If you are hungry, you can use some first."

The fragrant pastry smell overflowed through the packaging, the boy didn't pick it up, so Xuanlong held it up like this, his complexion was very pale, he had suffered such a serious injury, and he hadn't bandaged it until now, so let's just lie down and recuperate, and even ran to How could one have a pretty face when one goes shopping in the mortal world.

The two stalemate for a while, Xuanlong probably felt that the young man didn't want to touch the things he bought, so he slowly lowered his hand silently.

The young man almost snatched the thing from Xuanlong's hand, he lowered his eyes, looked at the thing in his hand, and said in a somewhat vicious hoarse voice.

"Don't run around when you're injured. You're such an old god, can't you even take care of yourself?"

Xuanlong didn't make a sound, spread out his right hand, two beautiful candied haws appeared in the palm of his hand, handed them to the young man, lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "When you were young...you liked eating these the most."

When Ah Zhi was young, he stayed with Xuanlong for a very short time, and he only had time to see each other briefly when he was born, and it was five years since he was separated. When we saw each other, he was already able to run and jump, a soft ball nestled in his arms. Calling mother in a childish voice, and coquettishly begging for candied haws with him, so cute.

In the blink of an eye, more than one hundred thousand years have passed, and the father and son have not seen each other for more than one hundred thousand years.To be precise, it was Ah Zhi's unilateral reluctance to see him.In the few years when Yan Yuan had just left, Xuanlong would definitely attend Ah Zhi's birthday on time, but the little man cried and begged him to leave, and threw the gift he sent in public. After a few times, Xuanlong would not Appeared in front of him again, only occasionally looking at him in the dark.

Ah Zhi has been very well-behaved since he was a child, and the god Yiling raised him very well. There is a special god who teaches him to read and write, draw a bow and shoot arrows, and perform spiritual magic. Xuanlong doesn't have to worry about him having a bad life.

As he saw, his child was doing very well. Over a hundred thousand years later, Ah Zhi had grown from the little doll who hugged his thigh and called his mother in a milky voice, into the handsome boy he is now, with a faint height. There is a tendency to surpass him.

Mingming told himself that Ah Zhi was doing well, and it didn't matter whether he wanted to meet him or not, but when the other party really came looking for him, Xuanlong was still so happy that he couldn't contain himself, wishing he could conceive of the last thing he could think of. Bring all the good things to him.

But Ah Zhi is the prince of heaven, and the prince of heaven has everything. The only thing Xuanlong can think of is sweets and snacks in the mortal world. Ah Zhi lives in heaven and hasn't eaten for a long time. He should be happy to see him.

"But I'm an adult now, and I don't like these sweet and greasy things for a long time."