Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 78



Chapter 78

The waves hit the rocks tirelessly, creating white foam.The huge waves are monstrous, and the huge and crystal-clear ice layers are engulfed by the waves and collide with each other. They collide head-on and break into smaller pieces of sea ice immediately to meet and wrap the next round of turbulent waves. Howl.

The waves crashed against the shore and rolled up a thousand piles of snow.

Under the control of the fifth-level strong westerly wind, the rough sea can bring sea ice to set off majestic waves with a height of 11 meters or even 12 meters, rushing towards you like an indestructible ice wall!

"Roar!" The ice blue rebellious dragon let out a deep roar.

Perhaps it was the dragon scales with warm breathing that gave him a sense of security, allowing Lingxi to let go of her natural fear in the room built on the dragon spine, and enjoy the beautiful scenery that belongs to the storm corridor of the Drake Passage.

Only one kind of medium-sized gull flies into the strait where all the hurricane waves of the Pacific and Atlantic gather, with a greenish-yellow beak and a whitish tail-tip and primary flight-feather tips.

Ling Xi looked at them from the side. In the waves of the strait, they swooped down again and again to pick up the small fish and shrimp they liked.

And the waves wrap them firmly and never-ending.

Such a scene may be a part that human beings will never be able to reach, and it is the realm that truly belongs to God.

Except on the back of the dragon, there is probably no other way to take humans to overlook everything at a height of only tens of meters away from the roaring waves!

Long Xiao echoed in his ears, Ling Xi withdrew his thoughts, instinctively closed his eyes slightly, and leaned down in the room as low as possible, he could vaguely understand the message sent by Ao Hong, he was about to descend.

The roar of the dragon fell, and the giant dragon bumped the treasure on its back. After making sure that Lingxi was safely parked on his back, he began to dive suddenly. The terrible scourge of the Drake Passage seemed to hear the horn to stop the attack, and the flags and drums died down.

The waves stopped for a moment, and the ice-blue dragon rushed into the bottom of the sea in the gap of a few seconds. The dragon's scales touched the cold sea water and the broken ice like jade shavings, making the sound of dripping water.

As the graceful and smooth dragon circled and dived, the light on the surface of the Drake Passage gradually disappeared, returning to silence, only small luminous fish swimming slowly, exuding splendor.

The world seems to be lonely, only each other is left, Ling Xi can almost hear the sound of Ao Hong's gentle heart beating.

Bang, bang, bang!

Lingxi closed her eyes dimly, her heartbeat coincided with her only companion on the quiet seabed without any waves, the distance between the two people's heartbeats was very close, and finally completely overlapped in one place, becoming two isomorphic notes, drawn out Smooth movement.

The giant dragon does not need to work hard, its graceful figure maintains a posture, and gravity wraps them slowly sinking.The world returned to silence.

Suddenly, the light came on again, piercing through layers of ink as deep and silent, and a magnificent beam of light burst out from the bottom of the sea.The radiant and dazzling glazed tiles of the Dragon Palace are displayed in front of one dragon and one person.Thick seaweed that looks like a long-haired carpet, graceful corals that look like jade bones, and luminous sponges, all of which can be seen at a glance.

It's like another brand new world in parallel space, a world completely different from the barren and terrible Drake Passage on the sea.

"It's so beautiful." Ling Xi said in a dumb voice in the small glass room.

The giant dragon spun up again, circling and easily transforming into a human form.Slowly embrace Ling Xi into his arms.

Ao Hong said in a low voice: "I just said that he is not that poor."

"Yes, you're right." Ling Xi laughed, unexpectedly Ao Hong was still struggling with this matter, and responded gently beside Ao Hong.

The relationship between Ao Lan and Ao Hong is not good. The dragon is a very straightforward god, who can clearly hate and dislike. He will also put his likes and dislikes on the table generously.

Ao Lan didn't want to come to meet Ao Hong, but almost every dragon palace has a chattering turtle prime minister.

Prime Minister Turtle of Beihai Dragon Palace is very famous, and he accompanied Ao Lan from the young Dragon King to today, so what he said still has some prestige.

Ao Lan had to change into brocade clothes and sable fur and stood in front with her face hanging down, her eyebrows soared into her temples, her pair of red phoenix eyes were long and narrow, the inside hooked and the outside curled up and the curve was soft, but the opening and closing were glamorous and sharp It's hard to look directly at.Under the angle of light, the tall and straight bridge of the nose with the same model as Ao Hong casts a shadow on the side.

The light-colored thin lips were tightly pursed, with an expression of "I'm upset, don't mess with me",

The sable fur cloak winds and drags the floor, the shoulders of the clothes are embroidered with gold stamps, and a dragon with dark patterns walks and climbs up the shoulders.

Thanks to his good background, the clothes on him look extraordinary, and he might be the second son of a coal mine landlord's family.

"Ah!" Ao Hong hugged Lingxi, raised his toes and raised his chin to the sky. He fell from the seawater layer to the plane connected to the sapphire steps of the Dragon Palace, looked Ao Lan up and down, and was about to express his opinion leisurely.

For example, after a long time no see, you have become ugly again, such famous sayings...

But he was interrupted by a sneeze from his partner.

"What's the matter? Is it cold?" Ao Hong immediately asked with concern, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful that he only showed his pride in all directions in front of his old enemy!That is to say, he found the concubine first... I didn't notice that Lingxi couldn't adapt to the temperature of the seabed, and he was a little shivering.

Ao Hong hurriedly found a thick sable fur from the Sumeru Ring and wrapped it around Ling Xi's body, forming him into a round ball.

"Huh... not bad." As soon as Diao Qiufu got up, Lingxi felt the warm touch instead of the cold, and instinctively grabbed the hem of his clothes and responded in a low voice.

Ao Hong lowered his head, fastened the concealed buckle patiently, and said in a gentle voice, "You must tell me."

"Yeah." Ling Xi nodded with a smile.

The two ignored the situation on the other side at the same time.

But Ao Hong is too lazy to answer.

Ao Lan stretched out her hand from under the cloak expressionlessly, her knuckles were white and slender, and the maid serving beside her immediately moved forward with lotus steps, and respectfully handed a silk handkerchief to Ao Lan's hand.

Ao Lan silently wiped her face, annoyed, is this the meeting ceremony of Nanhai?Sure enough, anyone who is with Ao Hong can learn to be bad, and the princess of the human race has also learned how Ao Hong hates him.

Severe cleanliness patient. Lan has already run naked in the bottom of his heart and jumped into the hot spring pool to rinse himself dozens of times...

Ling Xi shifted her gaze away from Ao Hong, and only then noticed Ao Lan's movements, recalling her sneeze before, and immediately apologized in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Spraying someone in the face, Ling Xi hadn't been so embarrassed in many years, and pulled her coat and bowed slightly to apologize.

Ao Hong grabbed him, and said in a muffled voice: "Why are you being polite to him?" When the old enemy met, the princess apologized to him, didn't he lose three points of momentum first?

…Lingxi actually doesn't quite understand his brain circuit, and before he can react, Ao Hong has already dug out from the Sumeru Ring, taking out the things brought from the mountains under the jurisdiction of Chengming.

"Here, boxing ceremony." Ao Hong looked calm, holding two snake-like chicken wings in his hand to pass to Ao Lan, smiling honestly like a farmer, if you ignore the joyful smile in his eyes.

"Elephant Snake! Elephant Snake!" Being carried by the Dragon King, the two elephant snakes were almost terrified, but they still shouted unyieldingly.

Ao Lan stared at the two struggling snakes flapping their wings in straight silence, with disgust on her face.

Her lips parted gracefully, and she was about to let Ao Hong go back to fuck herself, when an old man reminded her of a low cough...

Ao Lan's face froze slightly, and then he remembered the tradition of communication that has been handed down from the prehistoric era of the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

All rituals and accompanying gifts are offered by the opposing dragon king himself. If you don't want to stir up disputes in the ocean domain, the other dragon king should take it personally to show that you value it.

Ao Lan actually doesn't care much about tradition, he dares to let Ao Hong fuck himself, what else is he afraid to do?It's just to reassure Prime Minister Turtle.

They, the Dragon King of the North Sea and the Dragon King of the South China Sea, are no longer engaged in youthful spirit struggles.

"Thank you." Ao Lan took a deep breath to overcome her obsession with cleanliness, gritted her teeth and let out a series of giggles from her throat, and sneered as she sneered as she rubbed her fingers on the snake's wings.

He used a little more strength, caught between the two dragon handles crackling and staring at each other, the two elephant snakes, who were already dying and wandering on the edge of the limit of psychological endurance, rolled their eyes in fright, and the stench overflowed …

The round and light yellow balls that looked like small mountain pills rolled down one after another, like a snake that was so scared that it stinks.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. This is raised by our Nanhai Yuxia Mountain God. His mountain is relatively barren. The elephant snake is not raised purely with spiritual energy as before, but with a mixture of spiritual energy and grain." Ao Hong reminded bitchly.

"Haha." Ao Lan's frozen handsome face thawed out, and she grinned and laughed twice.

Ling Xi supported his forehead, and couldn't bear to look directly at him, couldn't Ao Hong see that the other party was so angry that he wanted to strangle him to death?

Ling Xi gently tugged the corner of Ao Hong's clothes twice behind his back, signaling him to stop.

Ao Lan handed the elephant snake to Bei Guan, and another slender maid handed over a handkerchief steamed with coagulant dew, Ao Lan took it and wiped her hands, her complexion gradually improved, and she said leisurely: "Please come in, Beihai Dragon Palace I have been waiting for a long time."

"Baby, go this way." Ao Hong turned around and took Ling Xi's hand. Although he and Ao Lan often quarreled, he had the same etiquette as he should have. He was a step behind Ao Lan and crossed the pure gold threshold after him.

"I heard that you told people everywhere that I was dead?" Ao Hong walked two steps and asked with a smile as the golden-armored guards followed at the end, and the guard of honor formed by maids Bei Guan was in front.

"I heard that you told people everywhere that I was arrested for prostitution/prostitution?" Ao Lan responded with a smile, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

A large number of guards, maids and officials heard that the two dragon kings mentioned these secrets of the Dragon Palace, and couldn't help trembling, fearing that they would be silenced.

Isn't it okay for you to talk about this in private?Why should we hear it.

Prime Minister Gui sighed helplessly in the back, Ling Xi gave him a sympathetic look, the Dragon King made bold decisions when dealing with serious matters, so is everyone's temper so unique behind the scenes?


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