Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 127

"Roar!" The clear and far-reaching dragon chant cleared away the mist, echoing in the Dragon Valley with the joy of returning home.

The sea and the sky meet, a dot of ink gradually emerges and expands in the blue sea and sky, and the ice blue dragon circles around for a circle, ending the long soaring across Lanze.

In Fusang Dragon Valley, the rising sun rises from the moon pool with the radiance of melting gold, and some mist overflows the hills with water vapor. Two mulberry trees stand like pillars of the sky, with luxuriant branches and leaves, lush like emeralds. , leading to three springs, coiling and bending downwards, the thick branches are more dependent on each other, forming horns of each other, climbing and folding at ninety degrees, and then up to the sky.

Under the hibiscus tree, there are continuous mountains with large and small ups and downs, and the clear springs flow among the beautiful mountains and rivers, or converge into a bito lake, or fall into the river and sea.There are a few dragons with scales like bright pearls and glazed gems, or they are lazily coiled on the dark red branches of ancient trees, or half of a strong and slender dragon body is soaked in the Liquan mountain pool, peaceful and leisurely.

One-leaf Bodhi, a miniature world.

Facing the magnificence and magnificence of the dragon island in ancient times, which is completely different from the ordinary place, and the time and space seem to be frozen in the ancient times, Lingxi is dazzled, and his heart is full of admiration. He instinctively wants to stay in Fusang Dragon Valley for a while.

This is Ao Hong's hometown, a gentle smile floated in Lingxi's eyes.

"Hoho——" Ao Hong flew a little lower, with a drawn-out voice and low-pitched roars, stirring the air and pushing around.The belly of the dragon almost brushes the lush and green leaves among the Qiongzhiyu trees on the top of the forest.

"Roar!"

"Ho Ho." The two dragons roared and responded, and the ice-blue dragon turned its head slightly to the side and listened intently.

"Roar~" There was another faint dragon chant a little farther away.

The smooth and solid dragon scales, like armor, reflect a healthy ice-blue luster under the sun. At the foot of the mountain, the giant dragon seemed to be cut off by a sword, and landed on a mirror-smooth platform. It landed on the ground, and then the thick dragon tail majestically brushed across the mountain platform.

With blue scales and silver mane, the giant dragon gently bowed his head, lying on the ground to let his baby down.

Lingxi dexterously landed, three feet of waves arose on the flat ground, wrapped in rustling leaves, Ao Hong brushed off the dust on his shoulders, and walked out calmly.

"Where are we going now?" Ling Xi smiled and held Ao Hong's hand.

"Let's get down to business first. After watering the sacred tree, go shopping elsewhere." Arriving at a familiar place, Ao Hong's words also became dense, his chest trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath of Dragon Valley's breath full of spiritual power, tilting his head and rejoicing Said: "The two dragon whistles just now are my friends, I didn't expect that they are still in Dragon Valley."

"After we finish our work in a while, my husband will take you to meet them." Also showing off, he is out of order, Ao Hong snorted, looking proud and willful.

The tail is raised three feet high.

"... Hu, what nonsense." Hearing her husband's address so intimately, Ling Xi spat in shame and indignation. He wanted to ask who the dragon chant behind him was, but Ao Hong interrupted him and unconsciously forgot .

Ling Xi wanted to show a strong rebuttal, so that Ao Hong would not dare to take advantage of him, but for some reason, his heart seemed to have been soaked in sweet and mellow honey wine, and his words were not even half angry, but soft as if with a touch of anger. Clear and shallow anger.

"So cute." Ao Hong said with satisfaction, and returned to Fusang Dragon Valley. Ao Hong's IQ seemed to have been buffed with a nascent buff, and his IQ improved. The affectionate self was also rippling, holding Lingxi with one arm and looking forward to it: "Don't you like 'husband'? That's called Husband."

He also felt that the word husband is more intimate, with a kind of lingering tenderness in the Jiangnan water town, with white walls and black tiles in the misty rain, Ao Hong almost became intoxicated.

"You are taking advantage of the fire to rob, big bad dragon." Ling Xi said angrily speechlessly, scolding him so fiercely that he couldn't speak, and he also felt powerless.

Sure enough, Ao Hong was ecstasy, feeling satisfied, holding Ling Xi's hand slightly tightened, and said happily: "Then you agreed, call to listen."

Ling Xi rolled his eyes, and murmured in a drawn-out voice as thin as a mosquito: "Husband..."

Ao Hong subconsciously stopped, lowered his waist, held his breath and listened.

"Husband, you are tall!" Lingxi's clear eyes flashed fleeting cunning, she stood on tiptoe, grabbed Ao Hong's ear with her white fingers, and complained loudly in his ear.

"Your head... your head." The mountains of Longgu are piled up, relying on each other, the sound hits the mountain wall and reflects back, the lingering sound lingers, lingering around the beam for three days without a break.

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xi quickly withdrew from Ao Hong's embrace, and ran towards the clear stream in the forest with green grass not far away, turning into a small shooting star in the sky like a rabbit.

Ao Hong's hearing is so keen, his eardrums sting and his ears are buzzing, and he subconsciously covers the position of his auricles. If it was someone else who made trouble, he would have been slapped away by him, but seeing Ling Xi from his arms She happily slipped away, her conscience not hurting at all.

But there was a touch of sincere sweetness and joy in his heart, and he also smiled and stubbornly chased after Lingxi, maintaining a distance of more than ten feet, pretending to be angry: "Stop!"

Ling Xi ran even faster.

The two chased after each other, stepping over the wet green short grass in the forest.

"Oh, I know I'm wrong." Ling Xi couldn't run any longer, so she stopped and gasped for mercy while covering her stomach.

Ao Hong walked over slowly, patted him on the back, and joked with him: "You dare to shout loudly with such physical strength, so you can't do anything more than a few times, and you can't run 1000 meters... you should exercise more. "In the human race, his concubine's physical fitness does not belong to the outstanding category.

If you normally advise people to exercise, why does it change from Ao Hong's mouth, it looks like a sarcasm?It's really an unsolved mystery, Ling Xi gasped for breath, let Ao Hong's hand on his shoulder slip down with a soft snort, and said dissatisfiedly: "Look... look down on people."

"No." Ao Hong replied with a smile on his lips.

Ling Xi glared at him, but she couldn't help laughing, and took the initiative to hold Ao Hong's big hand, interlocking his fingers and walking forward leisurely and swaying.

The trees in the forest are gradually thinning, and the tall and straight pine trees are left behind, and the eyes suddenly open up. On the side of the path paved with round suet jade cobblestones, there are a pair of simple stone benches. In the middle of the stone benches is a dark black cross-cut gold line. A palm-thick tabletop with a chess game on it.

Two young men with gentle and elegant faces, dressed in double-breasted robes with flowing colorful auspicious cloud patterns darkly embroidered on the hem, were playing chess.

The tabletop chess game is stalemate to the critical point, and the needle can be heard quietly.

Lingxi instinctively calmed down, unwilling to break the tranquility.

"It's you?" Ao Hong gasped, and walked forward holding Ling Xi's slender wrist.

The young man holding black, with a long and slender index finger and middle finger with clear bones, held a shiny sunspot, and slightly raised it between his lips to signal him to keep silent, not to disturb the other party's thinking.

The young man in white had a pattern of rippling water tattooed on his cuff, he turned his head and smiled and said, "Hanzhang, long time no see."

"Lingxi, these are my two neighbors, and they are also my childhood playmates Ao Cang and Ao Han. They used to soak in the hot spring pool at the foot of Chishan Mountain together when they were young." Ao Hong raised his ring finger and little finger to make a palm upward Move, click in front of the two young men holding black and white in turn.

"This is my princess, Lingxi."

"Hello." Ling Xi nodded slightly cautiously to the two, not because they also had the oppressive feeling that is very similar to Ao Hong's dragon clan, but because their traditional clothes seemed indifferent and expensive. Connecting with the secular world, they vaguely reveal the breath of gods that they are not accessible to ordinary people.

All the other dragons look more elegant than their narrow-minded Lord Dragon King, but they are not as attractive as Ao Hong... Ling Xi couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart, seeing each other in his own eyes.

Ao Cang put Hei Zi down and covered the jade chess box, looked Ling Xi up and down and sighed, "I never thought you could find a partner."

"You keep going alone, all my dragon cubs are out." Ao Hong said with air.

"How long have you been playing here?" Ao Hong was in high spirits, trying his best to hide the smug look between his brows, leaned forward to look at the chess game with his head down, and couldn't help laughing after seeing it clearly: "This game has been played for 200 years. Finished downloading?"

"Just arrived in the middle game, it will take hundreds of years to finish." Ao Han said with a smile, playing with a white stone and replied: "It should be two hours since I played today?"

Ao Han looked at Ao Cang at the side for proof, and after getting the affirmative answer from the other party, he said with great interest: "That is, before the 'husband is your head', we are here."

Ling Xi's face turned red instantly, like a ripe red apple hanging on a branch.

That sentence was said on the other side of the woods. Are these dragons so good at hearing?

"Hey, what does this mean?" Ao Han asked Ao Hong with raised eyebrows.

...Ling Xi couldn't lift her head from being teased.

"Go, what do you know?" Ao Hong said confidently: "Is it necessary to introduce the matter between our partners to you, an outsider?"

"That's not necessary."

"Don't use 'Hanzhang' in the future, this is exclusive to my princess." Ao Hong showed joy in the corners of his eyes and brows, showing off to the two in a low-key and reserved manner.

Ao Cang and Ao Han tacitly booed him together, but they haven't seen each other for 100 years, and they are strictly controlled by married couples.

"You also used the sacred tree when you came back this time?" Ao Han got up and asked with a smile.

"Also?" Ao Hong asked strangely, besides his luck, did anyone else win the draw?

Ao Han smiled and nodded, "It's your second cousin who brought the princess back to water the sacred tree."

"He also won the Dragon Valley Carnival's reward mysterious gift package?" Ao Hong said his heart out for a while.

Lingxi laughed so hard that her eyes were like a bright moon, and the shyness of the two hearing the intimate words between their partners gradually faded away, replaced by a relaxed and funny one.

Who is the event planner of Fusang Dragon Valley? Is it so down-to-earth?

"No, Ao Hao arranged it by himself." He had the foresight to join the waiting list immediately after finding the princess. Longgu's marriage rate is low, and there are even fewer people who use the sacred tree. Ao Hao waited for a few years. When the queue was up, Ao Cang got up and said

"Let's go, we will accompany you there."

The two stood up, and the double-breasted robes that were shimmering and flowing like water waves were lifted slightly with the movement, revealing the bottom corner of the clothes, and two pairs of bright pink foam slippers were impressively revealed.

Classical attire with modern slippers.

?What kind of fashion is this?Ling Xi was stunned for a moment.

Ao Hong also saw it and said casually: "Why are you dressed like this?" He didn't remember at all that he wore a plaid shirt all year round when he was resting in Dragon Palace.

"It's cool." Ao Han shrugged. A few people walked around the mountains on foot, and the path covered with magic circles quickly passed behind them. The dragon clan who turned into a dragon and leaned lazily by the lake felt their footsteps and didn't care. He raised his eyelids lightly.