How to marry a male dragon

In the first year of Ximing Dynasty, at Yu time on the [-]th day, there were flying stars rumbling in the sky, accompanied by dragon chants, starting from Zhaonan, and falling when they were young, without a trace.Only the flames were shining brightly, and the mountains and forests were burned for several miles. Afterwards, black clouds rose, and it rained and snowed for several days.

——"Strange Records · Zhaonan"

The rain in Zhaonan continued for half a month, from the twenty-seventh to the middle of next month, and it was still dripping.

It was cloudy, and it was still early in the afternoon, but there was no light in the sky.

The small courtyard with bamboo fences in the deep mountains has been freshly washed by the rain for days, the water marks on the tiles are winding, and the accumulated water droplets rolled down from the eaves, waking up the sleeping people on the wicker chairs.

The rapid panting sound was trapped between the lips and teeth, and the viscous kiss intensified and couldn't stop for a while.

The rain hit the eaves, tick tock.

Ying Xiangyi was stunned for a long time after waking up from sleep, until the tip of his tongue was numb from being sucked, then he came back to his senses and pushed the person on him away.

The implicated silver thread fell on his chin, and he raised his head, just in time to meet a pair of coquettish lake green eyes.

Those eyes are like a lake, filled with moonlight, reflecting the soul-stirring beauty.

"You finally woke up."

It was a man with an ordinary face, except for a pair of eyes that stood out.

He knelt on the rattan chair with one leg, and while Ying Xiangyi was in a daze, he lowered his body and licked the wet thread between their lips and teeth, extremely frivolous.

Thinking of being kissed by a man, Ying Xiangyi felt chills all over his body, kicked the person on him off, and wiped his mouth: "Get out! Who are you? Don't come here, do you know that breaking into a private house is illegal? !"

While questioning, he fumbled for his mobile phone beside him, intending to call the police.

The man got up from the ground, his eyes were gloomy, as if he was staring at his prey, and he stared at him: "You're being naughty again."

Ying Xiangyi's scalp was numb from the embarrassment, and he realized something was wrong belatedly, and looked around.

"Don't look, you can't escape."

The man walked over step by step, perhaps because he had just been kicked, his eyes were more cautious.

Ying Xiangyi looked at his clothes, lowered his head hastily, and was stunned again when he saw his own clothes.

The sleeves are wide enough to hold things, the cloth is embroidered with neat cloud patterns, and the jade belt hangs down, which is clearly a Hanfu.

Ying Xiangyi runs a shop by himself. In his spare time, he likes paper-cutting. Occasionally, he also goes shopping in Guofeng circles. He has seen many people wearing this kind of clothing.

He has no preference in clothing, has never thought of trying, and his knowledge is limited to knowing the name.

In a daze, the man had already leaned over, pinched his chin, and gritted his teeth viciously: "Don't try to resist me, you can't escape."

"I'm dreaming, dreaming, I must be having a nightmare." Ying Xiangyi pinched his thigh hard, and whispered, "Wake up!"

The rain was getting heavier, and the thunder was rumbling, covering all sounds.

There was no pain, but the man in front of him did disappear.

Ying Xiangyi looked at the logo on the home clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, he did... what the hell? !

There is a forest in front of you, with lush vegetation, fresh air and pleasant environment. It is a good place to travel.

It's just that it doesn't have the slightest resemblance to his newly renovated home.

The rain fell from the pocket, and Ying Xiangyi woke up instantly from the drench. He stretched out his hand expressionlessly and pinched his thigh.

"hiss--"

Ying Xiangyi rubbed his legs and squatted down, his head was a mess.

He was supposed to sleep at home with the air conditioner on, so why did he come to this deep mountain and old forest?

Something fell out of the home clothes pocket, Ying Xiangyi glanced at it, it was a book and a pair of scissors.

The book is very old, and it was found at a street stall last night. There are no words on it, only paper-cut patterns.

He has been paper-cutting for five or six years, and he knows most of the patterns of folk paper-cutting, but he has never seen the patterns in books.

The first few pages were full of human figure patterns, which was not difficult for him, and he cut out quite a few in a short time.

The subsequent patterns are very complicated, like the totems of ancient tribes. He spent most of the night cutting out a relatively uncomplicated one.

On the other side of the pocket there was a bit of fraying, and Ying Xiangyi took it out to see that there were a dozen paper figurines.

It was he who cut out the human figure pattern in the book last night.

Ying Xiangyi murmured "It's a dream", while picking up books and scissors.

As soon as he touched the scissors, a white light flashed, covering his whole body.

The drizzling rain stopped, but the thunder was even heavier. A ferocious pillar of thunder fell down and hit the white light, making a violent noise.

In the next second, the white light dispersed and all entered Ying Xiangyi's body.

After the rain, the sky was as blue as a wash.

There was a buzzing in his ears, and the scissors in Ying Xiangyi's hand "clicked" and fell to the ground.

The Lingtai is clear and bright, refreshing, and an idea inexplicably pops up in my mind: foundation building is successful.

…………

Ying Xiangyi wiped his face: "Still building the foundation, it's the same as if you've traveled through time, let's give you a sword after time travel, I haven't heard that you can practice with scissors, is it called scissors?"

The scissors on the ground shone golden, as if responding to his words.

Ying Xiangyi was silent for a moment, then covered his head in pain: "No way?!"

Everyone fantasizes about time travel, but when it really happened, it was obviously not so easy to accept.

Ying Xiangyi squatted until his legs were numb, so he reluctantly accepted the reality and comforted himself in a bittersweet way: "Although I have come to this ghost place, I will ascend to immortality in the future, step by step to the pinnacle of life, a proper male lead script. "

The forest stretched for hundreds of miles, and someone's voice came from a distance, mixed with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, "swish, swish, swish".

After the establishment of the foundation, his hearing and eyesight have improved, and he should look in the direction of Yi Chao's voice, and he could vaguely see a few whole figures.

Ying Xiangyi hesitated for a moment, then quietly approached there with scissors and books in his pocket.

In the woods, three men gathered together, one of them was holding a whip and kept throwing it down.

I don't know what kind of material the whip is made of, it's black, and every time it is pulled down, there will be a crackling sound, which is very weak.

There was a little girl lying on the ground, shaken from side to side by the whip, and her clothes were in tatters.She whimpered in pain, one after another, babbling, without uttering a complete syllable.

Ying Xiangyi's pupils shrank, and he clenched the scissors tightly.

Not too close, looking through the gap between the men, the little girl's arm was a deep red with a faint luster.

Blood doesn't shine.

Twenty-seven years of life experience made Ying Xiangyi realize that things were not simple. Caution overwhelmed the sympathy in his heart. He stopped and did not rush forward.

"Look, the scales are coming out!"

The shorter man exclaimed, squatted down, grabbed the little girl's arm, and looked at it carefully.

The man holding the whip was the tallest, and he should be the leader of the three. He stopped his hand and stroked the tail of the whip: "After whipping more than a dozen whips, he appeared and still maintained his body. His strength is so weak, it should be It's a half-demon."

Another person interjected: "People can't speak, so they shouldn't be too old."

"This kind of little demon who has not been weaned can't hide in the demon world, how dare he come to the world, isn't this courting death?"

"Didn't there be a big commotion a few days ago? It is said that the enchantment is loose, and something has probably gone wrong in the demon world. This little demon was probably caught by Jiubao Pavilion because of his bad luck."

"It's weird, it's just such a half-monster, and the Jiubao Pavilion actually spends so much money to offer a reward."

The demon world is the same as the human world, there are bloodlines, and half-demons are born between humans and demons, which are equivalent to mixed races.Half demons can't fully inherit their parents' blood, and most of them have low strength, like the little girl in front of me, who can't even control her own body shape.

Ying Xiangyi stared blankly at everything in front of him.

After accepting that he had traveled to another world and became a cultivator of immortals, Ying Xiangyi's ability to endure had made a qualitative leap. Seeing this kind of creature that only existed in legends, he didn't make a sound stupidly.

Attracted by the changes in the little girl, the men stopped whipping and started guessing enthusiastically.

"Red scales, it looks like a carp demon."

"Nine Treasure Pavilion is densely covered with magic circles, can the mere carp demon escape from it?"

"Look for yourself, this is not a carp scale."

"The owner of the Nine Treasures Pavilion was born in Xianzhou, so you can't be mistaken. This carp demon has other secrets assigned to him."

The two pinched the little girl's scale-covered arm and talked non-stop. The man with the whip waved his hand: "Okay, we shouldn't explore any secrets she has. Cut open the demon pearl and take it to the Jiubao Pavilion." In exchange for reward money, this is what we should do."

As soon as the words fell, he put away his whip and took out a short dagger from his arms.

The dagger is half a foot long, gray and white, without any decoration. The blade looks a bit blunt, but it has an inexplicable cold light, as if it can cut bones and cut flesh with a light stroke.

The man was in his 20s, deliberately frightened the little girl, and scratched her arm twice with a dagger, scratching the scales playfully, making harsh noises.

The three of them were probably used to this battle, they were still grinning, the little girl was so frightened that she was shaking like chaff, her eyes were tightly closed, she shrank her neck and turned her head.

She was facing Ying Xiangyi's direction, her body was covered with mud, and the sides of her face were covered with clusters of scales, which showed the fact that she was not an ordinary person.

Most of the images of demons in the book are not positive. At that moment, countless movie images of demons digging people's hearts and skins popped up in Ying Xiangyi's mind, and his reason told him that he should turn a blind eye.

The dagger couldn't pierce the scales, the men had had enough fun, and their eyes fell on the little girl's throat.

The half-demon's blood is impure, and she will not retain the characteristics of a demon after death. In other words, as long as she dies, the scales on her body will gradually disappear.The demon beads are formed by the condensation of demon power and blood vessels, and are connected to the heart veins. When the heart veins are cut open, the demon beads can be obtained.

Realizing the danger of death, the little girl opened her eyes in panic, caught off guard, and met Ying Xiangyi who was hiding in the distance.

Her pupils are white, like a glass bead, clear and clean, as if one can see into people's hearts at a glance.

There was a buzzing sound in his head, and the face deeply buried in memory gradually became clearer, gradually overlapping with the little girl in front of him.

A bad premonition welled up in Ying Xiangyi's heart, and the next second, his body started to move spontaneously.

The author says:

Open the article!Brother Ying is attacking.

Brother Ying at this time: I got the male lead script.

Brother Ying in the future: Surprise!The script actually has two male protagonists!

Advance collection of "The Cute Ghost Wife Wants to Scare Me Every Day" for collection——

The yin and yang take everything: black-bellied big guy Gong x white cut black cut white sweet soft little ghost;

1;

Tan Qiusheng is the owner of the funeral home in the underworld. He can cremate ghosts when he advances, and he can help ghosts take their lives when he retreats.

No one knows, he is an out-and-out cute lover who likes all cute things.

On the night of moving into the new home, there was a knock on the door, and a strong smell of ghosts entered the house.

Tan Qiusheng was very excited. It had been a long time since a ghost came to the door, but when the door opened, he was stunned.

The well-behaved boy had tears in his eyes, and his voice was gentle: "I was kicked out by my family, can I stay for one night?"

Tan Qiusheng had no expression on his face, put away the hook, "Yes."

Inner os: cute ghost, I can!

2;

Tao Cheng was raised as a little ghost and has been trapped in the square inch of Tao's old house.Suddenly one day, he found that the scope of his activities had expanded, until he reached the house next door.

Tao Cheng couldn't wait to escape from the prison, and knocked on the door of the neighbor's house.

After successfully entering the neighbor's house, the next step is to force him to avenge himself, the plan is perfect.

A few seconds later, Tao Cheng, who was trying to scare him, was carried out of the kitchen by his neighbor and placed on a bar stool.

Tao Cheng bared his teeth and claws: "I'm a ghost, aren't you afraid of me?"

Tan Qiusheng handed him the hot sweet milk: "I'm afraid, drink milk obediently, don't run around."

Tao Cheng: "Oh."

Although the milk is sweet and delicious, isn't it wrong for the neighbors to react with fear?

● 1v1, HE.

"Meteorite": In the first year of Zhiping, at the time of Riyu in Changzhou, there was a loud thunder in the sky. It was a big star, almost like a moon, and it was seen in the southeast.When it was young, there was another shock, and it moved to the southwest, and fell into the garden of Xu's family in Yixing County. It was seen from far and near.

From Shen Kuo's "Mengxi Bi Tan", the first paragraph at the beginning is for reference.