Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 77

Brother Hong was inexplicably lying on the gun, not to mention how depressed he was, the two of them happily thought of many nicknames along the way. Coming out of the mountains controlled by Chengming, Ao Hong happily thought of many nicknames along the way, and asked him to call himself in the dragon language.

"Ho...ho." Ling Xi repeated the howling sound of the dragon language as Ao Hong said, and asked in doubt: "What does this mean?"

"Oh, it means love." Ao Hong learned to take advantage of it without a teacher, and listened to it intoxicated. Hearing the words, his face was slightly red, and he responded calmly.

Ling Xi glanced suspiciously at Ao Hong while the car was waiting for the red light. It was very intimate... But why did he act like he was immediately comfortable when he heard this name? Is this name very important in the dragon language?

The redness on Ao Hong's face spread all the way to the back of his ears, he still giggled silly.

Ling Xi couldn't help laughing, and simply called him "Ho Ho" along the way... No matter what he means, the most important thing is to coax his narrow-minded Lord Dragon King.

The two returned to the airport, and the private jet was ready. When Lingxi got on the plane, he noticed that the stewardess had counted the food racks before closing the door, sitting on the back seat with seat belts fastened, and waiting for instructions from the control tower.

Lingxi couldn't help but look back in the direction of the stewardess in surprise until she was seated, poked Ao Hong with her elbow and asked puzzledly, "Aren't we going to Beihai?"

"That's right." Ao Hong had already closed his eyes to rest his mind, and when he heard this, he stretched out one arm and naturally wrapped Ling Xi in his arms.

"...I want to ask, is Beihai very far away?" If you just want to take the short flight from Nanhai to City A, you don't need to prepare a lot of food.

"Oh." Ao Hong responded, hugging the concubine who seemed to be surrounded by a strong fragrance and explained casually: "The North Sea is the farthest stationed in the four seas. Near Chile, the Dragon King of the North Sea is also responsible for the control of the number of fish migration. and greenhouse effect monitoring.”

"El Nino and the origin of the four major fishing grounds also depend on the North Sea Dragon King to control the data every year and adjust the direction of ocean currents." Ao Hong said lazily with a yawn.

"The four major fishing grounds are managed by the Dragon King?" Lingxi's world view has collapsed...Can the geography knowledge learned in middle school be explained by theology?

No wonder philosophers say that human beings created physics and mathematics, and then interpreted phenomena as laws, put everything into this framework, and became part of what they could explain.

In fact, is theology the simplest truth at the beginning of the world? Ling Xi couldn't help but be dumbfounded. For a human race born under the red flag, it's not as credible as telling him that every ATM machine has a staff member.

Ao Hong nodded as a matter of course, and complained dissatisfiedly: "But Ao Lan is too lazy, and often pushes the work he should do to us."

"A few years ago, the North Atlantic warm current deviated from its track. He didn't even know it. It was discovered by the Dragon King of the West Sea when he was on a business trip, and he pulled it back in time. That year, the North Sea fishing ground did not go wrong." Ao Hong complained repeatedly.

Ao Lan is lazy, they have nothing to complain about, the place is so cold, it is possible to hibernate and take a nap.

But you can't sleep for eleven months a year, can you?If something goes wrong, the trajectory in the sea cannot be pulled back, and the entire ecological circle will be destroyed. From krill to penguins, seals, killer whales and whales, the food chain is intertwined. , I can't run away from you.

Ling Xi didn't understand what he was complaining about, so she could only flatter him instinctively. The captain's magnetic voice came from the plane radio, the seat belt warning light in the cabin sounded, and she accelerated to take off.

Ao Hong calmed down by himself, and Ling Xi thought of something, and asked: "No, you said Chile! Is he in Chile?"

My concubine's reflex arc is probably half the length of the earth, what's the matter with being a little cute?Ao Hong looked at Ling Xi affectionately, rubbed the soft hair on the top of the princess's head twice with his big hands, and said gently: "It's about the same, his Dragon Palace is in a strait below." There is also sea ice crashing in April.

"...Drake Passage?!" Ling Xi searched his little geography knowledge, and finally managed to find an option.

"It seems to be called this. We usually call it Wulong District. The place is too harsh. I heard that you can't even eat sea cabbage." Ao Hong spared no effort to use every opportunity to discredit Ao Lan.

Ling Xi was respectful, and murmured: "Then he has lived for so many years, it's amazing!" In comparison, Nanhai is like a greenhouse. Everyone's lazy work and life, like Bei Fei is already hardworking. That's right, why don't you spend two hours a week going to the reef area to take a bath?

?This reaction was different from what he thought. Ao Hong felt in a daze that his thoughts and the concubine's thoughts had shifted a bit, and hurriedly pulled back: "No, his Dragon Palace is also very luxurious..."

Ao Hong paused for a moment, not knowing how to describe it, so he had no choice but to add: "You'll know it when you see it."

After flying for several hours, the stewardess brought dinner, Ao Hong ate with Lingxi, slept again, and replaced it with breakfast...

"How long is it?" The novelty of flying in a private jet had completely faded away, and Lingxi felt the numbness and pain in her calf again, as if a group of fire ants had crawled up her feet and brought pain.

It turns out that calf pain after flying for a long time is not a problem unique to the economy class, Ling Xi secretly thought, struggling silently in his heart.

Feeling the soreness that is transmitted to the cabin floor and then transferred to my own legs with the slight turbulence of the plane's airflow.

"Does the leg hurt?" Ao Hong noticed it carefully, and asked him to lie down on the fully reclinable seat with his legs straight, and give him a massage.

"It doesn't hurt too much." Ling Xi watched as his slender fingers with beautiful joints gently massaged his sore legs, the pain seemed to be soothed by the spring breeze.

When the plane landed at Santiago Airport, Ao Hong couldn't understand a single word in a foreign language, and it was up to two staff members of the Special Administration Bureau to help them pass the border...

Ao Hong maintained this expression the whole time =_=

It looks like it can bluff people, as if a successful person has everything under control.

Ling Xi snickered at the side, in fact, he didn't quite understand the customs' English with a strong Spanish retroflex.

Lingxi held Ao Hong's hand loosely, moved it carefully, and inserted/inserted five fingers between Ao Hong's fingers.

Ao Hong coughed lightly, separated his fingers silently, and put Ling Xi's hand in his pocket, this is his Ho Ho He.

"Your Highness, then we will send them here." Two staff members of the Special Administration Bureau sent them to the suburbs, got out of the car and bowed respectfully.

"Well, let's go, I will send you a message in two days and I will pick you up again." Ao Hong calmly waved his hand to signal that they could go, the two of them had no luggage, they packed it in the Sumeru ring, and only took a small luggage The box hides the eyes and ears.

The two staff members bowed again before getting into the car and leaving in a hurry.

Ling Xi looked at the dust thrown up when the car left, and was filled with embarrassment. Since he lived with Ao Hong in the South China Sea Dragon Palace, the number of people bowing to him has skyrocketed. I don't know how old he is.

The two were placed on the country road by the sea. Ao Hong squatted down to open the suitcase, took out a jacket and handed it to Ling Xi, and said warmly, "Put it on, it's cold here."

"There are some." Lingxi replied with a smile, it was about seven or eight degrees, and mixed with the raindrops of drizzle, he really felt the severe cold of the Beihai resident, he did not refuse to put on the fluffy inner lining I couldn't help but tuck my neck into the collar of the jacket because of the warmth.

Ao Hong looked at him affectionately from the side, and Ling Xi noticed that she smiled and threw an intimate smile at him, and swayed slightly from side to side triumphantly.

Ao Hong was amused by him and couldn't help showing a sincere and simple smile, holding Lingxi's waist with one hand, the small suitcase was rumbling on the remote dirt road in the suburbs, leaving fine traces.

Ao Hong stopped at the side of the mountain, put down his suitcase and turned to Ling Xi beside him, bowed his head to straighten his neckline, and assured him in a low voice with some apology: "It will be a few years... When I recover from my injury, I will take you with me next time." You fly over."

It is no problem for him to fly over by himself, but with Ling Xi who has no self-protection power, the mana of the Dragon Pill he recovered is not enough to support him to face all situations, and he is unwilling to have any accidents in Ling Xi, just to be on the safe side, just Can turn to the human race.

Ling Xi was taken aback, he actually had a somewhat submissive personality, and he used to be strong in order to pay off the gambling debts his parents owed and survive at the same time.

After he stopped worrying about food and clothing, he met Ao Hong, the dragon king who was used to controlling everything in his own hands. He seldom thought about the reasons behind Ao Hong's arrangements. Only when Ao Hong opened his mouth did he realize the other party's intentions embarrassment.

Ao Hong's hands were still carefully tidying up Ling Xi's neckline. When he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes, which were thick like crow's feathers and sandalwood fans, cast a shadow of intoxication under his eyes. His daze faded a bit, and his whole temperament became soft and warm.

With a heartbeat, Ling Xi raised his right arm, held his wrist on his left shoulder with his right hand, and kissed the back of his hand softly, rubbed him twice like a cat, and said softly, "It's okay."

A kiss as light as a feather brushing across the back of his hand, Ao Hong was a little at a loss at first, then he held Ling Xi in his arms, grinning with a bright and foolish smile.

Walking to the edge of the deserted cliff, Ao Hong put away the suitcase and looked left and right to see if there was no camera. He turned into a prototype and swam in mid-air. Lingxi had already mastered the skill of sprinting a dragon, so he put the suitcase on it and climbed up by himself.

The brilliance of the Yunling Bracelet appeared slightly, and a snowflake fell on the scale of the ice-blue giant dragon, instantly transforming into his small sunshine room.

The clear dragon chant resounded on the top of the mountain, and the ice dragon swayed its tail leisurely to hide its figure, raised its head high and entered the clouds, and flew towards the Drake Passage.

The roaring westerly belt is from forty degrees to sixty degrees south latitude, and is subdivided by sailors into roaring forty degrees and furious fifty degrees. The Drake Passage is at the notorious screaming sixty degrees, and the dragon hovers over the strait , passing through the raging clouds and the cold westerly wind, Drake Passage gradually revealed his haughty figure.