Magical Strategist

This time, the boat suddenly tilted ninety degrees to the other side. Before the real dragon could touch his head for any bleeding, his body fell on Irene.

It would be okay if he hit himself, but it would be embarrassing if this woman got hurt. The real dragon simply hugged Irene's slim waist and lay down on the deck.

Erin's slender fingers tightly grasped the real dragon's arm, and the two of them kept rolling on the deck as the ship rocked violently.

A man's instinct is to protect the woman around him, even a strange woman. The same goes for true dragons. He didn't think too much and held Erin against his chest with his strong arms.

The shaking continued for a long, long time.

The real dragon closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and hit the hard wooden board again and again, until the bones almost fell apart. He wanted to let go of Eileen and make himself feel better. But he didn't do that.

Until the sound of the waves outside gradually became smaller, and the shaking of the ship became weaker and weaker...

The real dragon opened his eyes and released his hands.

He saw that Irene's cheeks were slightly red, her hair was messy, and her breathing was rapid. This was the first time that the real dragon saw Irene's face up close, and also smelled her body fragrance up close.

The real dragon then sat up with difficulty and thanked God: "It's finally over."

Eileen was still lying motionless on the deck.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured? It's impossible. It was me who was hit just now! Ouch, there's a swelling on my head, ouch..." Zhenlong said to Irene while rubbing the big bump on his head.

Eileen straightened her hair and sat back to her original position without saying a word. Her face was still red and her breathing was still a little rapid.

Zhenlong was worried that Irene might have really hit her just now. He leaned over and asked, "Did you hit your head? Did you hit her stupidly?"

Irene blushed and shouted, "You don't have to worry about it!"

The change in attitude was too much for the real dragon to bear. I had no choice but to shut up. In any case, in such a chaotic scene just now, the real dragon took advantage of it. Although it was sore and painful from being hit in many places on his body, he still enjoyed it.

The two stopped talking and fell into a cold war.

Only the sound of the waves crashing outside was heard.

Suddenly, the sky outside the cabin became obviously dark.

Water vapor began to fill the air. The air pressure starts to drop, making your chest feel tight.

After Irene realized that something was wrong, she said to the real dragon: "Go out and take a look."

The real dragon yelled and got out of the cabin.

"What's going on?" Zhenlong asked.

"Look, God is going to be angry." Zi, whose whole body was soaked in sea water, pointed to the sky in front of her.

The real dragon's eyes were so wide open that his eyeballs almost popped out.

Oh my God! ! !

The sky is already filled with black and gray lead clouds. As scary as the end of the world.

The real dragon felt flustered and depressed, and an inexplicable sense of depression and irritability swept over him. I also felt this way before the summer thunderstorms came, but it was not one thousandth as good as now.

Soon, rolling black clouds covered half of the sky. The hot air on the sea level mixed with the cool breeze in the air, mixed with a fishy smell, which seemed to be cold and hot at the same time. The southern half of the sky was sunny and sunny, while the northern half of the sky was covered with dark clouds.

I don’t know how long the sky can last, maybe one minute, maybe thirty seconds, maybe less.

The dark sky and sea water blend into one another. A terrible darkness is trying to swallow up the entire world like a greedy devil.

The lead cloud had been building up for too long, and finally, lightning broke out.

Wow…

Like a sharp sword, it cut through the sky. That shining arc ran all the way down from the clouds to the edge of the sky and the end of the sea. In an instant, it lit up the crying sky!

The lightning continues, bombarding the sea area unscrupulously

No matter how strong something is, it cannot withstand such a lightning strike, let alone the small wooden boat that the real dragon is riding on! It is like a fish that shuttles between thunder and lightning, passing by the thunder and lightning.

"Lil Zhenlong, you go back inside, I am enough here!" Zi controlled the rudder crazily. If it weren't for his madness, the boat would have been smashed to pieces. Seeing that the real dragon had not moved for a long time, Zi strengthened his tone and said: "Go in quickly, your body won't be able to withstand it. Don't worry, you must trust our ship, and you must trust me!"

The real dragon wanted to go back like this, but...

The tsunami is coming! What was calm one second turned out to be completely different the next second! The huge waves roared and swept in with a devastating force!

But this thin wooden boat rushed forward, trying to compete with the tsunami.

"We're about to attack, Moon God, True Dragon, hold on tight!" Zi shouted loudly, with an evil smile looming on his face.

The real dragon firmly grasped the edge of the wooden boat, and then closed its eyes. How could he dare to face everything in front of him?

Hua Hua...

Waves hundreds of meters high hit the wooden boat.

In the blink of an eye, the boat was completely submerged in the huge waves.

The real dragon couldn't tell whether he was in the sea or on the boat. He only felt that his whole body was being pressed by a huge force and was on the verge of falling apart. The eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were invaded by the bitter sea water.

Now he urgently needs to change his breath, otherwise he will suffocate at any time.

Five seconds...ten seconds...twenty seconds...

The real dragon finally couldn't hold it in anymore and opened his mouth wide to breathe. Unexpectedly, the astringent sea water instantly poured into his nose and into his lungs. This feeling is a hundred or a thousand times more uncomfortable than death.

The boat sometimes sank and sometimes floated under the rolling waves. But it always floats strong and is not defeated by strong enemies.

The boat's strong perseverance finally won and returned to the sea level.

The real dragon was finally saved, breathing in fresh air.

One wave after another, the tsunami just passed, and then the storm came to this sea area.

It's like a huge bead curtain has been hung between the sea and the sky, making it misty. Lightning and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down fiercely, as if the Milky Way had burst its mouth.

The huge raindrops hit the boat with a dull sound, and I couldn't help but worry that a hole would be broken in the wood.

"Don't worry, the wood of this ship is no ordinary wood. It is as hard as rock." Zi said with a smile. It seemed that he was not intimidated by the terrifying weather, but instead looked confident.

The storm is nothing to be afraid of!

As long as you have enough courage to stand in the wind and rain.

.........

The sky will turn blue;

Sunshine will come again.

The boat rode the wind and waves and continued to move forward until the storm ended, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared again.

Zhenlong wiped his wet hair and said thankfully: "I almost thought I wouldn't survive. It was so dangerous."

Ziye wiped his hair and said disapprovingly: "I've seen this kind of weather a lot, there's nothing to be afraid of."

At this time, Irene also got out of the cabin and came to the deck.

"Moon God, are you okay?" Zi asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Eileen was soaked, a little embarrassed, and a little alluring. The robe clung to her body, which reflected her curvy figure more clearly; her hair, which was wet from the sea water, clung tightly to her scalp, making her facial features appear more delicate.

The three of them were exhausted from the torment of the storm. They each found an empty spot on the deck and took a nap, rested, and combed their hair.

Sleeping on this swaying boat has a unique feeling, like the crib of childhood. With the cool sea breeze after the rain and the sober air, the real dragon fell asleep soon.