How to marry a male dragon

Little White Dragon likes gods.

The gods do not have the seven emotions and six desires, but they prefer the little white dragon.

Ying Xiangyi followed the drama for a few days and came to these two conclusions.

However, does this have anything to do with the gods leaving the sky?

Ying Xiangyi couldn't figure it out, and stopped complaining about Little White Dragon every day, and kept thinking about the reason.

Yaozhu has become less active since he started dreaming, and often ignores him.

Ying Xiangyi was rather worried, fearing that some of his behaviors were too perverted, which frightened Chi Yuan, so he didn't dare to be too clingy for a while.

The days are calm and the only thing that changes is the relationship between Ying Xiangyi and Shujing.

The Book Essence seemed to regard him as the real master, and would come to chat with him for a while every day, telling about the past of Tiantian and what it had experienced in modern society.

At the end, the book spirit will hold his face in both hands, and ask expectantly, "Master, do you feel that you are going to become a god?"

Ying Xiangyi: "..."

After being asked many times, Ying Xiangyi also saw that it was not a joke, and couldn't help but think about the description of how to become a god that Shu Jing mentioned before.

To sum it up simply, it is four words: sincerity leads to spirit.

As long as he really wants to become a god, he can do it. Ying Xiangyi is a little puzzled, isn't he sincere enough?

On this day, Shujing came to chat with Ying Xiangyi again.

He told about his plans to leave the sky and go wandering outside alone. He pretended to be old-fashioned and sighed: "The sky cannot be without an owner for a day. After discussing with the tree spirit, I decided that I, the bravest and most resourceful, should go out to find the owner. I I have gone through hardships all the way, over mountains and ridges..."

Ying Xiangyi had no choice but to stop: "Didn't you say before that you had to go out and wander because you were excluded?"

Shu Jing plausibly said: "That's just an artistic modification. According to my research and investigation, Mei Qiang Mi is a popular character design. I have to create a good image to attract your curiosity about my story."

"OK, then why did you go to our world?"

Shouldn't he stay in this world to find the departed god?

The book spirit paused, and the pages of the book rattled: "I accidentally went to another world. This is probably fate. I was destined to meet you, Master."

Ying Xiangyi raised an eyebrow, but didn't answer the question.

The book spirit doesn't know that every time it is nervous or guilty, it will turn the pages of its own book.

It seems that the question just asked is on point.

Ying Xiangyi tapped the table with his fingers: "When did you come to heaven? Is it earlier or later than the sacred tree?"

The Book Essence and Tree Essence are familiar with each other, and they know everything about the heavens and the heavens like a treasure, and they don't seem to be fake.

But in Ying Xiangyi's dream, there were gods, the sacred tree and the little guys from the four clans, but there was no book essence.

"I came late, the old dryad was the first thing created by the master, and I was the last." The book spirit said with nostalgia.

He didn't notice that he dropped the "original" prefix again, and Ying Xiangyi didn't mention it, so he asked, "The last one?"

The book spirit put her hands on her hips proudly: "That's right, although I am the last spiritual creature created by the master, I am the most perfect and powerful among all the gods. The master intends to leave the sky, so he specially created a powerful me , to take charge of the heavens and heavens."

In this way, it can be matched.

Ying Xiangyi recalled the content of the series, and guessed that the book essence would not appear in a few days.

"Since he let you take charge of Tiantiantian, why did you go out to find him again?"

The book spirit was dejected: "Because I am not as good as the master, and I can't manage the sky well. The tree spirit and I predicted that the sky would fall in the future, so we split up. It is responsible for staying in the sky and cultivating successors, and I went to find it." Master, ask him to come back and preside over the overall situation."

Ying Xiangyi raised his eyebrows.

So Shenjun is the successor cultivated by Shenshu.

Before he could speak, the book spirit said first: "But in the process of searching, we found that the original owner can't come back, but you, the owner, have appeared."

Ying Xiangyi was used to them blindly trusting him, so he responded casually and asked, "Do you know why the gods left?"

The gods and little white dragons in the dream were sticky and comfortable every day, with no motive to leave.

The scholar's voice was distressed: "No one can guess what the master is thinking. It was a calm day. After waking up, he suddenly left, leaving only one sentence. He wants to exile himself to find the secrets of the seven emotions and six desires."

Ying Xiangyi looked out of the window in ecstasy, the sacred tree was full of flowers, just reflected in the window, and the warm golden glow shone with fragments of light.

He closed his eyes and remembered everything that happened in the dream.

The high god has no emotions and desires, but bent down and bent his waist, allowing a little dragon to develop love for him.

"Gods don't have the seven emotions and six desires, emotions will make people make wrong judgments, so the master will leave, it is all the fault of the seven emotions and six desires!"

Ying Xiangyi: "..."

Are you OK?

It's obviously the choice of the gods, and it can't be emotionally hit by eight poles.

Ying Xiangyi's expression was the same as his mood, and it was hard to say: "So you and Shenshu both think that it is the seven emotions and six desires that caused the god to leave the sky?"

The scholar nodded solemnly: "It must be so, and we guess, someone must have seduced the master."

The face of the green tea little white dragon appeared in Ying Xiangyi's mind.

He felt that he vaguely guessed the reason. The reason why the Divine Tree didn't care about the life and death of the four clans, and set them up as a test for the Divine Lord, was probably because he had discovered Xiao Bailong's thoughts on the gods.

Although the four little guys in the dream often fight and fight, they have a very good relationship. The green tea little white dragon is just clinging to men. Besides, he doesn't fight or grab, and he will share all his things with his partners, which is very righteous.

Often there was a fight in the morning, and the four little guys reconciled in the afternoon, and there was never an overnight feud.

If the sacred tree hurts the little white dragon, the other three little guys will definitely protect him.

The four races are united in the same spirit, one prospers all, one loses all, and they formed friendship as early as when the sky opened up.

Ying Xiangyi propped his forehead, breathing a little short of breath.

There are many unclear points in the things he experienced, and as he went deeper into it step by step, the answers to these doubts surfaced one by one.

Everything has been foreshadowed.

The so-called orchid cause and fruit are roughly the same. Only when the cause was planted in the past can there be the current fruit.

That afternoon, Ying Xiangyi locked himself in the room, took a pen and paper, and went through everything.

With dense clues and arrows, Ying Xiangyi gradually pieced together a rough story, starting from the departure of the gods from the sky to the present day of the two human disasters.

It's just that there are still a few things that are in doubt, such as whether the master of the Jiubao Pavilion provoked the war of the four clans is Shenshu's intention or his own ideas, such as what role Liuchen plays in this story.

Ying Xiangyi felt like he was playing a script game. There was already a key clue running through the whole thing, and what was missing now was a small clue.

The little clues that connect the little details.

Ying Xiangyi was worried, and had a vague feeling that he might not be happy after finding out the truth.

This feeling is inexplicable and has no reason.

The Yaozhu in the dantian noticed something, and spun around twice to attract his attention.

Ying Xiangyi restrained his mind: "Don't worry about it, I'm just thinking about how to become a god, and then I can revive you."

The words of the sacred tree are not credible, but you can listen to the words of the book spirit. It is sure that it will be omnipotent after becoming a god, and it will be no problem to resurrect a person.

Left and Right Ying Xiangyi also has no idea about the delayed resurrection, so he might as well try.

If he could really become a god, the master of the Jiubao Pavilion, Liu Chen and his puppet army would be no match for him.

The problems they face can also be solved easily.

In the evening, Ying Xiangyi went to the thatched cottage.

Because he couldn't get in, he walked around the thatched house and looked at the yard outside.

There is a rattan chair in the yard, and there is a water tank next to it. The water quality is clear, and there is a layer of green moss floating on the water surface.

Ying Xiangyi stopped in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar, as if he had seen it before.

It wasn't in a dream, but I saw similar scenes in other places. The impression was a bit vague, and it should have been a long time ago.

The sky was dark, Ying Xiangyi went back to his room.

Yaozhu urges him to sleep every day. He seriously doubts that Yaozhu can also see his dreams, so he urges him to sleep and dream, so that he can follow the drama.

After Xiaobailong overturned the car, Tiantiantian's days returned to calm.

Obtaining a promise, Xiao Bailong became visibly happy, and was filled with cheerfulness every day.

On the contrary, men spend more time in ecstasy, occasionally frowning unconsciously when they see the little white dragon flopping around with their partners, feeling displeased.

Combined with the description of the book, Ying Xiangyi guessed that the man should be confused, curious about his emotions and desires, and puzzled at the same time.

Just like when he was shown his love in a dream, he couldn't accept that he fell in love with a man, and it took him a long time to see his heart clearly.

Something flashed in his mind, Ying Xiangyi raised his head suddenly, he remembered!

The rattan chair, the water tank... The courtyard of the thatched cottage is [-]% similar to the place where he and Chi Tiao had a tryst in their dreams before, and some small details are exactly the same.

This cannot be a coincidence.

The location is almost indistinguishable from thatched cottages.

The protagonists are him and Chiyao, the preparation god and Bailong Chiyao who are affirmed by the book spirit of Shenshu.

The coincidence rate is as high as [-]%.

Ying Xiangyi's scalp was numb and he was almost out of breath.

Before the storm comes, there is always calm.

In the warm farming series, there are still characters who disrupt the plot.

Ying Xiangyi looked at the old man who once set up a street stall with him and gave him books, and didn't know what expression to make.

The book spirit said that he was deceived by the old man and sealed his power, presumably it was the old man's handwriting.

The old man in my impression was dressed in tatters, which was quite different from the man with a long beard and white beard in front of me.

The old man and the man were friends. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. They had a hearty drink in the yard of the thatched cottage.

Both of them can drink very well, and they didn't feel drunk after drinking for a long time.

There was a little melancholy in the man's brows. With a wave of his hand, the barrier covered the entire thatched cottage.

The old man swung his wine glass: "I have traveled all over the world in recent years, and even went to places beyond the sky. There is no distinction between the six realms, but people also pursue fame and wealth. There are many people who drink to drown their sorrows."

He raised his glass and respected the man: "There are so many worries in the world, why haven't I seen you for a while, and you are also infected with melancholy?"

"I..." The man stared at the reflection in the wine glass and muttered to himself, "I've always been at a loss recently, unable to understand some problems. What are the emotions and desires? What are likes and loves?"

The old man froze for a moment, then laughed loudly: "You are born heartless and ruthless, and you will not be trapped by emotions and desires. Who made you have such doubts?"

The man didn't speak, and frowned slightly.

The enchantment is not transparent, it is similar to a water film, and a vague shadow can be seen.Outside the thatched hut, a small dragon with horns was lying on the barrier, casting a naive shadow on the barrier.

The old man followed his line of sight and said with great interest: "Little Bailong, I remember it's your favorite spirit creature."

When the god was born, there were no six realms in the world. Over the long years, he created various spirits to accompany him.

He selected four eye-catching races in the demon world, and imitated them to create four little guys.

The man's brows and eyes melted with a sense of spring: "Yes."

The old man understood clearly: "Since you are confused, go find the answer. If you want to know what the seven emotions and six desires are, just try it and you will be clear."

The man put down his wine glass, and with a flick of his fingertips, a gentle force wrapped up the eavesdropping little white dragon and sent it far away.

The flat voice was mixed with a trace of sigh, scattered in the wind: "I don't have emotions and desires, so I can't try."

The old man drank the wine in the glass, slapped the table, squinted his eyes, a little redness appeared on his face, and urged: "If you can't try it, just look more, look at other people's emotions, look at other people's grievances, The more you watch, the more you will understand.”

The man was deeply inspired, and after seeing off his friends, he immediately set out to create Book Essence.

He stood under the sacred tree, and the book in his palm exuded powerful power: "I have injected half of my power into this book. When necessary, you can use it to see the future. The rest of the power and this book , I will leave it to you, and you will arrange it, and the heavens and heavens will be handed over to you in the future."

Shenshu panicked: "Sir, what do you mean? You are lying to me, right?"

The man looked calm, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm leaving the sky."

The three little guys hiding in the distance exclaimed, their faces were flustered, and they looked at the man in a daze.

The man glanced at them, and shook his head helplessly: "I'm going to do something important, I don't know when I'll be back, you have to guard the heaven and the world well."

The language of the tree of God was crying, the branches swayed, and flowers fell all over the ground: "My lord, don't leave, okay, what's the matter, we can help you..."

The man raised his head and saw the little dragon's tail that was not hidden on the tree branch. There was a smile in his eyes: "No, this is my promise to a person."

Now that the little guy was allowed to like him, he had to figure out what he wanted.

He wants to give up all the power he has, give up his identity, give up his face and name, and find the true will in his heart.

The gods finally left the sky.

Ying Xiangyi watched him step by step towards the entrance of the sky, every step he took, some of the strength in his body would be released, floating in the sky.

Little Bailong jumped down from the tree and ran to chase him: "My lord, my lord..."

The man paused slightly, then turned around, with doting and tenderness in his eyes, just like when he gave the promise.

Little Bailong was full of reluctance: "My lord, don't go, don't go, okay?"

The man pondered for two seconds, then moved his fingertips slightly, and the red line fell silently to the corner of the little white dragon and disappeared into it: "This is a souvenir for you, it will stay with you until I come back."

When the man was about to step out of the sky, a soft white light floated from Xiaobailong's body, and entered his body silently.

The picture freezes behind the man, Xiao Bailong has his eyes closed, curled up into a ball, his face covered with cold sweat.

Tears overflowed from the end of his eyes, Xiao Bailong's lips moved, his voice was weak but stubborn: "I also want to accompany and protect you..."

Ying Xiangyi woke up suddenly.

It was still dark, and the house was still dark.

He was sitting on the bed, clutching the position of his dantian, his heart was beating fast and anxiously, unable to escape from the last scene in the dream for a long time.

Fear, panic, heartache... Countless emotions poured into his heart, Ying Xiangyi wiped his face with cold hands.

He wept silently, even his voice was hoarse: "Yuan, Xiaobai, Xiaobai..."

The Yaozhu in the dantian was burning hot, almost burning the blood in his whole body to dry up.

Then the Yaozhu flew up into the air, and then slowly fell down, saying "yes".

All is still and everything returns to its place.

It wasn't that Ying Xiangyi inherited the power of the god, but that the god returned the power to Ying Xiangyi.

The little white dragon who was curled up in the dream and Chi Yuan who dug out the demon beads and stood in front of him slowly reunited. Ying Xiangyi couldn't bear it anymore, hugged his head, and mourned endlessly.

His premonition came true.

After he knew the truth of the story, he didn't feel relaxed, but only felt distressed.

Congenital insufficiency is because the soul is drawn out to protect me.

The bond line is not made by Shenjun and Wu Xinghe, but I tied it for you. The origin of the dream is also our past.

Before I knew it, you were always with me and protected me.

I left because of you, and I returned and stayed because of you.

……

So you are my little dragon.

It turns out that I have already made a promise to allow you to like me.

It turned out that it took me so long to understand what emotions and desires are, and to understand that I have always loved you.

It's not small green tea, it's always been my baby, it's my only preference.

The author says:

This is Jiageng, it will be updated normally tomorrow night——

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