The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

With a shiver, I woke up from the dark night.The whole body, every part, where there are dragon scales, is tingling.

Qinglian was kneeling on the edge of the bed and taking a nap.

I tried not to wake her up, got out of bed and walked slowly to the mirror.On the cheek, the dragon scale flickered brightly and darkly, and the green eyes were devoid of any emotion.

"Meow." Kong Ling called softly, and jumped onto the dressing table.

"Kong Ling. I'm fine." I raised my hand and hugged Kong Ling on my lap: "It's just that I dreamed about the past again. Such a beautiful past." I stroked Kong Ling's hair and smiled wryly.Another memory came to mind.

"Long Huan, the fourteenth princess of the West Sea, you are jealous that Zhaoling is pregnant with Langqi's son, and you fought her with immortal techniques, causing her to be seriously injured and miscarry. Do you know your mistake?"

"I'm not wrong! I did cast spells to fight her, but... but my meager magic power, how could I be able to do nothing to the majestic Phoenix Breathing Goddess?!"

"I don't know how to repent! Don't you know that Goddess Fengxi lost all her spiritual power when she fought against the demons thousands of years ago?"

"Impossible, impossible."

How many years have passed, but the Queen Mother's scolding is still vivid in my memory.The past that can never be forgotten.

Everyone knows that Princess Xihai is unruly and willful, and it is expected that she will hurt someone by mistake, but I am the only one who knows that in the fight 160 years ago, I couldn't hurt Zhaoling at all.

"Cried?"

I regained my senses in a panic, but I saw Jin Jiu appearing in the house at some point.He stepped forward and slid his fingertips gently across my cheek.I realized it all at once, pushed him away violently, turned around and picked up the bronze mirror in a hurry.

"Huh?" I couldn't help but yelled out, picked up the copper mirror and looked at it repeatedly under the candlelight.

"Your Highness Huan?! You're awake!" Qinglian was awakened by our voices, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Is His Highness Huan still feeling unwell? Qinglian fetched a glass of water for His Highness Huan." Jinjiu saluted, and didn't have any dissatisfaction with Jinjiu's appearance late at night.Then, she turned and left the house.

I frown.

Qinglian and Kong Ling are not mortal things at all, and they always only listen to me, but now they are especially polite to Jinjiu.That's all for Qinglian, Kong Ling has always disdained gods, but she is especially jealous of Jinjiu, just because Jinjiu is a powerful demon exorcist?

Thinking about it, Jinjiu had already grabbed the bronze mirror from my hand and began to play with it: "What are you looking at, it hasn't become more beautiful."

"It's strange, every time I get sick, it's all better if I bump into you." I still touched my face in disbelief, the dragon scales had disappeared unknowingly, the green eyes had faded to black, only my heart was still aching, Tell me the fact that the poison of love has not been eliminated.

"That's not good? Maybe I'm your lucky star."

I made a face to Jinjiu: "Thank you so much!"

Jinjiu didn't care about it, sighed and pushed me to the edge of the seat to let me sit down: "You were really in a mess that day. I was so scared when Qinglian brought you back."

I chuckled: "Why, you are afraid that if I die, you can't drink on credit anymore?"

Uncharacteristically, Jinjiu did not refute, but lightly grabbed my hand that was holding the Lengyue gun that day, which had been simply bandaged in a coma.Imaku carefully removed the bandage, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, and poured the medicine on my palm.

I just took a light breath and didn't speak again.

"Who taught you? It hurts so much, don't cry."

"It doesn't hurt. It's just a scratch on the hand." I lowered my eyes.

In fact, 100 years ago, Long Huan would cry and wipe his eyes with a slight injury, and haunt Lang Qi to make a fuss.As for Lang Qi, he would always go out of his way to coax him.However, after descending to the mortal world, the flaming beasts pressed on every step of the way, and there were not a few monsters who peeped at the dragon scales and exchanged love souls with unruly intentions.Although Qinglian and Kong Ling appeared later, they couldn't always protect me from any harm.

Always have to walk a lot alone.

Always learn to go a long way alone.

So these pains are nothing.

Imaku wrapped the new bandage layer by layer on my palm, his fingers were warm.He whispered, "Huan'er. I will protect you."

I trembled slightly.She looked up and met his bright eyes.

Jinjiu, who has always been bohemian, is extraordinarily serious today.

He put a bandage on my wound.Then he held my hand tightly.

so warm.But so strange.

I snapped back to my senses, pulled out my hand and stood up, blushing and said, "Die drunkard, you, are you eating my tofu?"

"Haha, little raccoon, you are the funniest mortal I have ever molested."

I glared at Jinjiu viciously, he was like a street hooligan in the past, pouring himself a cup of tea with Erlang's legs crossed.I patted my face and sighed helplessly, liar!Emotional liar!How many decent women has this guy molested!