Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 97

Find a good hotel in the underworld to open a room at night, and hey hey tonight, Ao Hong almost rapped.

Ling Xi said with difficulty from the side: "Thank you so much." Ao Hong can always make him seamlessly switch between being moved and wanting to smash his dragon's head, which is considered a skill.

Ao Hong waved his hand, put one hand behind his back and said righteously: "Serve the people."

"His Royal Highness the Dragon King, take away your magical powers!" Ling Xi was stunned by him, and he was about to fall, Ao Hong hurriedly pulled him back, and pouted his lips a little depressed: "Is there any weakness for this king?"

Could it be that the second cousin had chatted with Ling Xi behind her back, and talked with Ling Xi about the dragon clan that can't prolong life?Do they also talk about this kind of topic?Ao Hong sighed.

...You are full of flaws, okay?Ling Xi held back her laughter, pulled Ao Hong up and raised her nose, and said with a friendly smile: "Don't be stupid, Lord Dragon King."

Ao Hong was sweetened by the intimacy in Lingxi's words, and immediately followed Lingxi with his big tail flickering, and walked with him to the stripping booth, complaining in a low voice unwillingly: "Actually, this king is very talented. You don't even know."

"What?" Ling Xi answered blankly.

Ao Hongfu whispered a few words in Lingxi's ear...with a considerate look, he said, "I haven't even tried it with you..."

Ling Xi stared wide-eyed, stumbled and said: Don't think about this, there is no way. "

He thought it was a legend, but he didn't expect it to be true. The dragon clan is too heaven-defying. Isn't this a double penis like a snake?

Ao Hong also insisted that they were different and discriminated against others.

"I don't deal with humans and beasts..." Ling Xi resolutely vetoed it again, trying to use his firm tone to let Ao Hong see his determination.

"Okay, can I book a good hotel for that night?" Ao Hong was not as disappointed as Lingxi imagined. The human race is fragile and cannot use so many tricks. He has told him in his memory.

Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief, Ao Hong just squeezed his eyes and stared at him with the cute gaze similar to a big golden retriever, he couldn't help but raise his hand to surrender, but this kind of thing is too low limit, Not doing as well.

"Yes." Ling Xi responded readily.

The two were chatting, and they had already reached the stripping pavilion. The Santu River was crystal clear, and the oval-shaped wet pebbles at the bottom of the river were also clearly visible.

"The environment is very good." Lingxi said with emotion, Ao Hong took him up to the stripping pavilion, looking back, the cold wind was piercing, the ice was soaking cold, and the brilliance of the Yunling Bracelet overflowed, helping him resist the severe cold, Lingxi even I didn't realize that the moment I stepped into the stripping booth, the temperature around me changed.

"The scissors are the most windy, and the lotus root and silk clothes are too cold." There was a poem written by a human race who accidentally entered the underworld and was escorted back to the world by ghosts. The dragon clan with bones, Lingxi by his side, but the two of them regard it as a good place to enjoy the scenery.

Lingxi was also a little surprised why it was just like a train station by the side of Naihe Bridge, and there were a lot of tourists watching groups, but it was much quieter here.

Ao Hong didn't explain either, instead he said with a smile: "The environment here was not very good before, the water was full of blood, and it was filthy and filthy."

"Isn't that the Blood River?" Ling Xi cleaned up the wooden benches in the pavilion with a handkerchief in his pocket, swept out the two people's seats, and sat down by himself to appreciate the clear and lively Santu River flowing under the enchanting light of lavender , tilting his head slightly, motioning for Ao Hong to sit down too.

"Yes." Ao Hong sat down, holding Lingxi in his arms, recalling the scene when he came to the underworld to do business last time, and said with emotion: "At that time, the river was full of insects and snakes, the waves were rolling, and the water was a dark rusty reddish brown. "

"It seems that the underworld's river water treatment work that the judge said before is going well." Ao Hong praised.

They, Dragon Palace, are still dealing with oil remnants and the nuclear leak at the end of the last century. Sometimes I really envy them that they can fold the space.

Ling Xi couldn't imagine what Ao Hong was talking about, she just leaned against the edge of the wooden railing with a smile on her face, at the fingertips of the beautiful scenery, with her lover beside her, admiring the ripples and sparkling waves on the river under the beam of light, the floating light jumps into gold, the tranquility The shadow is heavy.

It's like a piece of fine stars flowing, and it's like scooping up the moonlight and shining down.

Ling Xi was almost engrossed in watching, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "Um..."

Ling Xi covered her right eye reflexively, and groaned in pain.

"What's the matter?" Ao Hong hurriedly took Ling Xi's hand and asked him to open his eyes. Ling Xi's eyes were intact, and he naturally raised them to look at him. The amber eyes flowed smoothly.

"I was stung by something, like... light reflection?" Ling Xi asked with some doubts: "Is there a mirror in the water? It feels stronger than the reflection of the mirror."

Ao Hong looked carefully at the bottom of Lingxi's right eye, and said softly, "Don't move."

As he spoke, a ray of ice-blue brilliance overflowed from his fingertips, and the brilliance covered Ling Xi's eyes.

Ao Hong breathed a sigh of relief, deduced that after a moment of pondering, he said with a smile: "It is estimated that the mocking wind temporarily divided you from his dragon pupil's power." He had no intention of harming Ling Xi.

"The ancient dragon is different from us. His dragon pupil power allows you to see other things." The essence of the underworld is a layered multi-dimensional space with many folds. Only dragons with the blood of the ancient dragon can read the blueprints. Same, clear and clear, see every wrinkle clearly.

"Maybe Yazi saw something when he came over last time, told us, and passed a message to his brother to ask him to help us." You Xiaofeng stripped the divine power and put it into the bottom of Lingxi's eyes.

"What is he here for?" Ling Xi asked curiously after hearing Ao Hong's explanation, then rubbed her eyes again, knowing that there was something inside but couldn't feel it, this feeling was too strange.

"What else can I do?" Ao Hong said meaningfully: "He can keep Chen Qi's lifespan, but he can't forcibly reverse the century-old life of Chen Qi's parents. I'm afraid he is here to check the lifespan, and he is going to put the cultivation of ghosts and immortals on the agenda. gone."

All right... These big brothers are quite creative. I don’t know what it’s like for Chen Qi’s parents to start cultivating ghosts and immortals, and then suddenly enter the feudal superstition style of painting.

Lingxi turned his thoughts slightly, turned his eyes to the river again, tried to find that reflective spot again, and said anxiously: "You said it could be your dragon pill fragment?"

"It's very possible." Ao Hong murmured, "Before, the river in the underworld was dredged and the bottom of the river was completely turned over, revealing many wrinkles... Yazi saw it." Then everything made sense.

"You go to the side and look at the pavilion." Ao Hong recalled what Yazi said when they had tea with Yazi, and arranged for Lingxi to say.

"Yeah." Lingxi walked down the stripping pavilion, picked up the steps again, and walked to the pavilion with carved railings and jade, and Zhuque pavilions, with pictures of hundreds of ghosts suffering the pain of the criminal law in various hells.

Ling Xi was not afraid, instead she looked at Ao Hong in the pavilion with a smile.

Ao Hong pointed to the river, Lingxi understood, and focused on the lake.

In the peeling pavilion on the other side, Ao Hong's majestic dragon power surged out, and the three thousand water mansions and one hundred thousand rivers were all under the command of the dragon clan. Even the rivers of the underworld wanted to take over in an instant.

Ice-blue brilliance enveloped the entire river surface, and the river water stagnated for a moment with an invisible viscosity. In that moment, the river flow speed was dozens of times faster, rushing and roaring, and the water splashed on the rocks on both sides of the bank.

Ling Xi thought he was going to be blinded by the shaking, but the dragon force temporarily stored in his right pupil was on top in time, and the golden brilliance and satin gently brushed past, the river water calmed down in front of him, and the slide show frame by frame.

"Over there!" Ling Xi shouted, pointing his index finger directly at the river.

In a few seconds, he temporarily shared the dragon power of Xiaofeng full of fantasy, and saw the world in the eyes of the dragons, time, flowers, and the sky, everything was presented in a completely different posture in their eyes.

Is the law of truth they believe must hold true?Or is the common sense that water goes downhill necessarily correct?Ling Xi fell into philosophical problems.

Ao Hong didn't let him be at a loss for too long. At the same time as Ling Xi pointed out the direction, his toes flew out of the pavilion, and he even had time to reach out his hand towards Ling Xi.

The icy blue light belt meandered across the mid-space, wrapped one end around Ling Xi's waist, and brought him into the mid-air.

"How do you take it out?" Lingxi has the experience of climbing the clouds to spread rain with Ao Hong, and he accepts this height well, and even has the mood to look down at the tirelessly rushing river below his feet.

"My husband will do a magic trick for you." Ao Hong smiled sinisterly, and while taking advantage of the words, he pointed his fingertips down.

Where he pointed, the river flowed to both sides, and a vortex gradually formed in the middle to drain the river.

"Below." With sharp eyes, Ling Xi saw a cluster of ice-blue sharp horns inserted into the bottom of the dry river. Without the cover of the river water, the light beam hit it unreservedly, emitting a sharp light.

Ao Hong raised his fingertips and made an upward gesture.

The dragon pill fragments were summoned, and the sharp blade-like fragments buzzed and trembled like cicada wings, rising from the ground.

Guanghua flashed past, went straight to the top of the cloud, circled around Ao Hong twice, and rubbed Lingxi's finger affectionately.

"Haha." Lingxi's fingertips were itchy slightly, she couldn't help but curl up and smiled and said to Ao Hong: "It's so obedient."

"Be good without me." Ao Hong cautiously emphasized that the fragments of dragon pills can reflect the emotions of the master to a certain extent. Although they represent him, he does not allow Lingxi to praise his fragments of dragon pills, only praise him!

Who is not yet a baby.

Is this also a bar?You are really the reincarnation of a gangster, Ling Xi was speechless in his heart, and urged: "Melrate it quickly."

Ao Hong fell into silence, and looked at the Dragon Pill fragments in front of him, it seemed to be quite clean...

But remembering that it had been stuck at the bottom of the turbid blood river hundreds of years ago, surrounded by insects and snakes, Ao Hong couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

"Let's refine it in the hotel at night and then absorb it." Ao Hong made a final decision, put the dragon pill fragments into the Sumeru Ring and brought Lingxi to the bank.

"This piece is so big." Ling Xi glared at the size happily, and said with satisfaction: "After the fusion, you must be very helpful to you."

Ao Hong looked at her affectionately, and said with tenderness in his eyes: "When I recover, we can apply to use the sacred tree..."