Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 140

The night is low and there are thousands of lights, like small warm orange fireballs rising in order in the streets and alleys of the city. Children with smiles on their faces are wearing brand-new clothes, jumping and running out of the house. Five groups gathered together, chattering and throwing loud cannons.

The elders are already preparing the most sumptuous meal of the year. Relatives in the family who go out to work or study return home one after another, crossing the distance and the long river of time. When the midnight bell wakes up, the family members sit around and toast together. Tired and sleepy will retreat, family reunion, farewell to the old and welcome the new.

Lingxi sent mass New Year greeting messages to his cousin Donghai's family and the mountain gods and beasts. They sat on the top of the soft white clouds, dangling their legs and eating the candied haws that Ao Hong bought for him before work.

The big fresh hawthorn is rolled with a thin layer of sweet orange icing. Lingxi is rolling the candied haws and smiling with eyes crooked and full of smiles.

In previous years, he celebrated the New Year alone, but this year is full of fantasy and magnificence. Who would have thought that it would snow on duty during the New Year... and he was still with his lover.

Ao Hong was busy spreading snow, flicking his fingertips from time to time to make up for areas with insufficient snowfall, like a pastry chef who meticulously sprinkled icing on brownies after they were baked.

"Have you sent a blessing message to our godson?" Ao Hong took the time to glance at the phone screen in his hand.

"Oh, I forgot." Ling Xi smiled apologetically, he only sent a group text message to He Xiu, and He Xiu even replied with a long message of blessing.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, he transferred 9999 to He Lin.

"You..." Ao Hong saw it, and was speechless, speechless because of the distress, prodigal!But it's my own princess, so I can't say anything...

Forget it, the godson is also his own, the meat is rotten in the pot, there is no advantage to outsiders, Ao Hong secretly comforted himself in his heart.

"My child, give him a red envelope to make him happy." Ling Xi raised his head and said to Ao Hong with a smile, and touched Lord Dragon King's firm and powerful calf with his hand, fascinated.

Ao Hong was taken advantage of, but his heart felt a little more relaxed. Hearing this, he had an idea, lowered his voice and squeezed his throat to create a clear and bright boyish voice: "Little brother, I want a red envelope too."

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Ao Hong has always been full of burdens as an idol. Whenever he acted like a coquettish and cute, a handsome face stood in front of him. Ling Xi was dazzled by the beauty, and opened WeChat to transfer the balance to Ao Hong.

Beauty misleads the country.

"That's a way, why don't Liu Baoyun think of a way to make me debut." Ao Hong checked the balance with one hand, stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "It seems that Qiongqi is earning a lot of money."

"Forget it dear, let's leave a way for others to survive." Ling Xi cheered and said, "Not everyone is as talented and beautiful as you! We need to leave some opportunities for others."

"Princess Wang is right." Ao Hong said it casually, but Ling Xi praised her a few words, and immediately she was so beautiful that she even forgot her last name, so she couldn't remember what she said.

Ling Xi secretly let out a long sigh of relief. What he was worried about was that Ao Hong was "perfect". What he was worried about was that his Lord Dragon King was narrow-minded. Other artists were just fans pinching each other and the team splashing dirty water on each other.

Switching to Ao Hong, he is very likely to end up in real life, flying over to tear up the black fans, and the opponent team blacks him, and he reverses his luck to change his luck to the point where he goes out and falls [-] times in a row.

Unequal competition is not advisable, Lingxi feels resentful in his heart.

The hexagonal flakes of crystal jade dust swirled and fell down, dyeing the waters of the city, pools and rivers, covering the entire South China Sea with a layer of gentle silver tulle, covered in silver and covered with snow.

"It's almost there." Ling Xi reminded, he was sitting as a supervisor, and the tablet was placed by his side to glance at the progress bar from time to time, and the system would automatically pop up a prompt when the predetermined snowfall thickness was reached.

Ao Hong waved his sleeves smartly, and the snowflakes falling under the clouds gradually thinned out.

"Let's go back, we can play another game." Ao Hong couldn't forget his game, paused for a moment, then thought of something and snapped his fingers, an ice blue brilliance overflowed, like a comet dragging into the sky, swaying the hazy moonlight , passed the towering buildings, and swept to the other end of the city.

"He Lin, I wish you peace and success." Ao Hong said in a low voice with his thin lips parted. His adoptive son has returned to the South China Sea. The South China Sea is where he is in charge. There are many believers, and the power he can provide him is even stronger. He Lin grew up here and has his dragon power to protect him, so he can live a stable life.

Ling Xi looked at him with a smile and didn't speak, but his clear eyes were full of tenderness. His Lord Dragon King was always protecting everyone in his own way, no matter the South China Sea or the human world.

"Let's go, let's go back." Ao Hong lowered his head and took advantage of Lingxi's inattention, and easily took away the last hawthorn, chewing and slurring his words.

"Hey!" Ling Xi's inattention let him succeed, and said angrily, "You..."

Ao Hong shook his head so proudly that he flew up, Ling Xi got up and patted his body subconsciously, only to realize that there was no dust on the top of the cloud, only some moist water vapor.

"Let's go back." Ling Xi suggested that it's Chinese New Year today.

"Okay." Ao Hong agreed without thinking too much.

On New Year's Eve, most of the shops on both sides of the street had their lights turned off. We went back early for the New Year, and the street looked deserted. Ling Xi gathered his coat tightly, and turned into the alley holding Ao Hong's hand. There was a soft "squeak".

"That's great." Ling Xi said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ao Hong was a little confused. The Dragon Clan didn't have much sense of belonging to the complicated and varied festivals of the Human Clan, and he couldn't understand Lingxi's feelings for the Spring Festival.

Ling Xi didn't explain, but pursed her lips and asked: "From now on, you will spend with me every year."

The word "together" is very attractive to Ao Hong. Ao Hong squeezed the hand of the princess in his palm, put his hand in his pocket to warm it, and said softly, "Of course."

Under the street lamp, the figures of the two stretched very long, cuddling together.

When he was about to reach the teleportation formation at the end of the alley set up by the South Sea Dragon Palace on the shore, Ao Hong's ears moved sharply, he turned his head quickly, his eyes were like lightning, and at the same time hid Ling Xi behind him with his backhand.

"What's the matter?" Ling Xi asked in surprise, looking out from behind Ao Hong.

Ao Hong glanced around, there were only the two of them in the quiet alley, and even the cats had returned to their warm home for the holidays... The cardboard on the stone chair could not bear the weight, it bent slowly, the snow overturned, and there was a "pop" It fell to the ground and merged with the snow on the ground.

"It's okay." Ao Hong looked back and wrote lightly, holding Lingxi with one arm, but a trace of spiritual power overflowed from between his fingers, ready to go.

Just as Ling Xi was about to nod, he felt the tension around his waist suddenly tightened, and his feet lightened. Ao Hong, who was just as normal as before, had already held him in his arms and tapped him a few times. , quickly swept across a large urban area.

Ling Xi's eyes blurred, and before the dizziness came, he was poked on the ground again.

"What thing dares to cause trouble in the South China Sea?" Before Ling Xi could stand still, Ao Hong's shout woke him up like a thunderbolt. Ling Xi looked up and was shocked to find that they were already in a forest outside the city of South China Sea. Country Parks…

There was only one in front of him who was wearing a dilapidated military overcoat with a large woven bag on his shoulders. He turned around slowly, holding the bag in one hand and a clip for picking up discarded plastic bottles in the other. He was a dark-skinned and weather-beaten man. The old man was looking at them blankly, with some surprise in his eyes.

"What are you guys? When did you come here? Don't you go home for the Chinese New Year?" The old man spoke in authentic dialect, and the pair of cotton shoes under his feet had cracked to reveal the cotton wool inside. They were soaked in water in this weather, and they were as wet as a piece of cold ice. .

Lingxi showed a look of unbearable expression, but he still carefully stood behind Ao Hong full of vigilance, he believed in Ao Hong's judgment more than what he saw.

"Heh, the human race is celebrating the New Year at this time, and you are pretending too lamely." Ao Hong snorted coldly, pointed to his pair of cotton shoes in the snow and complained: "If the human race is in the snow, wearing Stepping on a pair of these shoes in the snow to pick up a half-sack of plastic bottles would hurt your legs."

"What? I'm a poor old man... what are you talking about, I can't understand a word." The old man was confused, turned around and moved forward slowly, with rejection written all over his body, and he didn't want to talk to them any more.

Ao Hong pinched a magic trick with his fingertips, turned up the surging dragon power, and the move was a killer move. The magic trick passed by, and all the stones on the branches and corners that rubbed against the corners were all turned into powder, let alone the human race. Even the little immortals below the sixth heaven couldn't resist.

Ling Xi didn't even see clearly, the old man in front of him had turned over and narrowly escaped, half of his army coat was torn, and cotton wadding was all over the sky.

"Not yet." Ao Hong said calmly, but with one hand behind his back, he pushed Ling Xi a few feet away with a light push.

"Zuju...hahahahaha." The old man's skin seemed to be burst by something in an instant, and it was cracked inch by inch, and a wisp of blue smoke came out, and a whirlwind blew up on the ground, causing the surrounding snow to be rolled in. Several meters high, the blue smoke under the pure white snowflakes slowly dyed into black like ink.The ground trembled, and the snow fell from the treetops in the park. A giant four-hoofed beast several meters high came out. It had a human head and a beast body, and its facial features were blue and fangs. Its body resembled a lion, its tail resembled a leopard, and There was a sharp hook at the end of the long tail of the leopard tail, which could not stop flicking with a cold light.

"Plague ghost." Ao Hong nodded slightly, and said coldly.

Whenever there is an epidemic, the epidemic ghost will go first.

"Hey, I really didn't expect the Dragon King of the South China Sea to be so diligent. What's the matter? There's no holiday during the Spring Festival, and he's working overtime and it's snowing?" Plague Ghost mocked, his voice was sometimes sharp and sometimes turbid and deep, as if talking with different people.

His plan was perfect, and the only thing he missed was that the Dragon King of the South China Sea came out to Bu Xue.

"You also know that this is the South China Sea, how can you allow you to be presumptuous." Ao Hong didn't want to say more, the appearance of a soaring dragon suddenly appeared behind him, and the ice-blue giant swiftly swam away, rubbing his body in front of him.

"I heard that the Dragon King of the South Sea is the weakest among the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas. He has been suffering from a chronic illness for many years and dares to point fingers?" The plague ghost lowered his voice, the roar of the beast became more and more serious, the blue-faced fangs became more ferocious, and the heavy beast flew straight at Ao Hong, almost plundering it. There was an afterimage.

This kind of real face-to-face confrontation does not have any false moves. From time to time, there are shocking noises in the country park. One man and one beast fight in one place and almost demolish most of the park. Lingxi knows that she is helping Ao Hong by not causing trouble. He clenched his fists and hid under the stone bridge, watching the battle in the distance, not even daring to blink.

The plague ghost came over a few times and was at a disadvantage, so he could only put away his human face, a beast's mouth with white and sharp fangs collided with each other, making a clang sound, and stepped forward to bite Ao Hong.