Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 137

Ling Xi, who had performed Snake Galls Raw for breakfast, held his belly to relieve the discomfort from the psychological level, and set foot on the Yuntai with Ao Hong, and all the dragons left from this prototype.

"Cousin, say hello to my cousin and sister-in-law Donghai for me, and tell them that I will visit them when I have time." Chan Xi reluctantly said, holding a strand of black hair on her temples that was caressed by the wind.

Just when the north wind picked up, Siberia's strong cold air passed through, the temperature dropped sharply, and the cold wind was chilly.

"Okay, let's go back." Ao Hong won a lot of money last night, just when he was full of ambitions, he showed his cousin's style and admonished Cicada: "Cultivate hard, don't be lazy, you know?"

"Yeah!" Cicada smiled and nodded hard, stained by the morning light, gorgeous and pure.

"Although I'm busy at work, I still have to eat on time and take care of my health." Mrs. Ao Zheng, half of her body hidden behind her daughter, told her softly, "You can eat more like lobster and grouper, and stop eating whales. It's bad for your body." not good."

"Your princess should also take good care of you."

"If you have free time, come and visit us." Ao Zheng added.

"I'll make a note, come back, uncle and aunt." The relationship between the Dragon Clan was weak, and Ao Hong scratched his head in embarrassment because he had no experience in dealing with relatives.

Lingxi saw that her partner was at a loss, took the words and thanked the other party for the hospitality, and invited them to come to the South China Sea Dragon Palace to have a talk when they have time.

Unknowingly, he was full of recognition for the position of the Queen of the South China Sea.

Ao Hong turned into a dragon shape, and the ice-blue giant dragon gently lowered its head, allowing Ling Xi to step up on his deer-like branch-like dragon horns.

"Okay." Ling Xi tapped on a round and solid dragon scale on the back of his neck, and raised her voice as if she was afraid that he would not hear her.

"Roar." The giant dragon soared into the sky, and the air-conditioning mass padded under it to resist the wind, and the majesty revealed a hint of the mythical color of an oriental god.

"Goodbye, cousin!" Cicada waved her arms vigorously, as if sending off her family in the annual wave of leaving home.

Ling Xi turned her head and waved goodbye to them, the Qing Palace above the cloud dome slowly shrunk, and the pale golden haze covered the illusory Qing Palace edge cornices.

The roar of the dragon, the stirring of the Qingyue, Lingxi sat skillfully on his exclusive position on the dragon's spine, a depression of the dragon scales sheltered from the wind, and found it from the Xumi ring... Put on the goggles, there is no ground wind and sand in the stratosphere, but There is extremely cold air. Although Ao Hong protects himself, he will not be in danger or even notice it, but the psychological effect is still obvious.

At this time, the goggles provided him with sufficient psychological comfort. Putting on the goggles, Lingxi immediately breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed visibly with the naked eye. The ethereal place is full of fear, but it is because of the dry eyes caused by the high wind speed.

Ling Xi had no choice but to adjust the angle of the goggles, and unconsciously groped through the Sumeru Ring before pulling out her hand, why did it feel full?

Ling Xi stroked it twice again, and made sure that the Xumi Ring, which was only half filled when he came, was completely full, kicked Ao Hong under him, and asked with the wind in his face: "Honey, the space in the Xumi Ring seems to be full." It’s too young, did you put something in again?”

"Roar." The ice-blue dragon shook its head, taking advantage of the wind to move freely through the clouds, as if it had merged with the blue sky.

"Really." Lingxi can now understand the simple monosyllabic roar of their big dragon, and it is also very difficult. It turns out that the dragon's roar really has a rhythm to be found.

"Did Longgu bring it out?" Ling Xi paused for a moment, then turned his mind and asked.

"Roar." No.

Ling Xi hangs his head and thinks about it, thinking of a possibility, ignoring the strong wind in front of him, he opened his jaw in shock and asked: "Did your uncle Ao Zheng give it to you?"

"Ho, ho ho." The giant dragon with scales as ice blue as a mirror lake straightened its head, carefully shielding the princess sitting at the junction of his dragon head and back from the wind.Yes, my concubine is really clever and quick-witted. These are all given to you by your uncle's family to replenish your body.

"It's too long, I don't understand." Ling Xi said indifferently.

"Hey..." Ao Hong got stuck. Although Ling Xi said this, he knew what Ao Hong meant in his heart and couldn't help shaking his head. He felt that he was in good health since he didn't have to sit in the office all day, but obviously the Dragon Clan has its own idea.

In their eyes, humans may be weak chickens, and he, a human race who considers himself strong, probably likes to flap his wings to appear a little bigger and weak.

The dragons have excellent memory. Even if the route they fly once changes and the terrain is re-drawn, the destination is still clear in their eyes. Just in the afternoon, Ao Hong, whose physical fitness is infinitely approaching the healthy dragon, has already flown to the sky over the West Sea.

The ice-blue dragon flew a little lower, its body more than a thousand feet long was close to the surface of the sea, and the splashing waves fell on the radiant and solid dragon scales, reflecting brilliant colors.

"Are we here?" Lingxi, who had never been to the West Sea before, put away Xumi Jie, crouched down and hugged the dragon's body tightly and asked in a raised voice.

The majestic giant dragon has not yet responded, the sudden change occurred, the sea surface suddenly became silent, and the sea was silently drawn to both sides like waves dividing rivers, revealing a transparent water wall tens of meters deep. Silver-armored guards holding silver guns galloped from the underwater water wall!

Tianma leaped easily, drawing a graceful arc in the air, from bottom to top in the blink of an eye, and nimbly leaped out of the sea water.

"Bold little dragon! Dare to go to the forbidden area of ​​the West Sea..." Presumptuously, the leading guard waved his silver gun, and the red-tasseled silver gun pointed directly at Ao Hong. Gotta be the boss.

Excuse me, excuse me, the leading guard suddenly had sweat on his forehead, got off his horse, put one hand on his chest and saluted: "His Royal Highness Dragon King!"

The ice-blue giant dragon rolled its eyes with a pair of dignified dragon pupils like searchlights. This head guard is a lobster, right?He is blind.

"Get up." Due to the presence of the princess, Ao Hong didn't want to expose his calculating side, so he put it down lightly.

The dragon circled half a circle in the air and turned into a human form. The narrow-minded His Royal Highness the Dragon King held Ling Xi and raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is your Dragon Lord?" He didn't hide his breath when he came. How could the subordinates be so rude.

"Our Lord Long accompanied the princess to the Lantern Festival."

"Watching lanterns during the day?" Ao Hong looked puzzled, paused and wondered again: "The Lantern Festival in the world should not start until the Lantern Festival?" Could it be that the time of the Lantern Festival here has been brought forward since I haven't come to Xihai for a few years?Ling Xi also has a curious face, and she has a tacit understanding with her partner.

"Our concubine wants to see it. Xihai has held a show. With the support of magic, you can enjoy the lanterns at dawn and dusk." The lobster guard said calmly.

Ling Xi also recalled that Ao Hong once mentioned to him that Princess Xihai was a mermaid and she was beautiful. The words "smile for the Bomei people, and play with the princes" came to Lingxi's mind inexplicably, and it was very appropriate for the occasion.

The Dragon King of Xihai was even more willing to ask for a new princess than this king, but he lost!

Ao Hong's focus was completely different from Ling Xi's, and he was even a little jealous: "This king came here to return the Liaohe Danding." Ao Hong didn't want to stay for a long time, so he went straight to the point and planned to put down his things and leave.

"Your Highness, let's go to the Dragon Palace and sit down for a while, and the subordinates will go to pass the news." The leader of the lobster guards pondered slightly, turning his body slightly and said respectfully.

Ao Hong nodded, and the leader of the lobster guards led the way. Ao Hong took the princess and walked towards the Dragon Palace. Side head told Ling Xi: "Princess Xihai is a mermaid, and she has feelings for her own race..."

Ao Hong paused a bit when he said this, and Ling Xi asked suspiciously: "What do you want to say?" "It may be a blood relationship. He has more empathy for fish, and he will not eat fish if he doesn't want to hurt it." Ao Hong Hong explained: "We put down our things and leave, but if we meet, don't mention 'cooking fish' in front of him."

Ling Xi said convincingly: "If he doesn't eat it, won't the Dragon King of the West Sea also eat it?" Living under the sea and not eating fish...that really loses a lot of fun and choices.

Ao Hong nodded slowly, with a clear look of admiration in his eyes, for the sake of love, facing the abundant fish in the West Sea but not being able to eat, this is really shocking torture for the Dragon Clan.

"Then His Royal Highness the Dragon King of the West Sea can also eat some lobster, abalone, and oysters." Ling Xi sympathized, and Long Yi let it go. It is not a problem to eat several tons, but you have to spit out the shells to eat these.

In conversion, it is roughly equivalent to an adult eating three catties of melon seeds as a meal, and the shells are just cracked, which is miserable.

The leader of the lobster guards who was leading the way stood not far away, listening to the conversation behind him, couldn't help stepping softly, and shed tears of bitterness for himself. There are not too many fetters, and there is no sorrow for the death of a rabbit, but sometimes the Dragon Lord is not full, looking at the salivating eyes of these guards...

The leader of the lobster felt sad and burst into tears.

What Long Jun covets is their cockroaches. What crystal Q bombs, tender and delicious are all adjectives for food, he is not a verb.

But the explanation still needs to be explained. The leader of the lobster coughed lightly and turned his head: "Princess, you don't have to worry about our Highness. We have a linkage with the shore, and cooperate with the farm in the name of the Chaoshan Beef Hot Pot Restaurant. They will give you money every month. We deliver."

Otherwise you can still see me!Don't let His Royal Highness the Dragon King eat it early?The lobster leader roared in his heart.

"Is one store enough?" Ling Xi asked leisurely after a long silence.

He also lives with dragons, and he knows how much Ao Hong eats. A meal of two whales is not blown out. He suspects that the number of dragons is small to maintain the stability of the biological chain.

Asking for supply only in the name of a restaurant may reveal flaws.

"We are a chain restaurant." The leader of the lobster understood Ling Xi's unfinished words in an instant, and emphasized: "The West Sea and the South China Sea also have linkages, and the South China Sea will also supply our highness."

"Huh? I don't know about this." Ao Hong suddenly said, keenly aware of the aura of money, and stingy Benlong.

The leader of the lobster was also stunned, shaking the tentacles that popped up and said in surprise: "The West Sea Dragon Palace was bought from Chengming, the mountain god of the South China Sea. Their farm is in the Zhaohai Mountains."

"...Like a snake?" Ling Xi was silent for a while, and asked tentatively.

"Yeah, they are quite large. They can sell us two or three hundred a month, and the wholesale price is three hundred." After all, they are spirit beasts, and those with aura will naturally sell more than ordinary cattle farms. More expensive, the lobster leader waved his tentacles, and his tone was full of envy for the public officials who resigned and went to sea to prop up the entrepreneurial world, and can count money until their hands cramp.