Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

"Saige, blow the grass whistle for a while, I like to hear it." Celia burned a flame, like a large torch, it was in the middle, and a group of people surrounded it, the warm fire was dazzling, bringing harmony The warmth dispelled the coldness of the rainy night, and the heavy rain finally subsided a bit, pattering down from the wings of the little dragon, splashing round puddles in the sand.

Saige took a sip of water. The blade of grass in his hand was accidentally found on the hem of his trousers. It was probably stained when he walked through the forest. He just sat down and played a song because he was bored.

"Blow it, I'll keep you warm." Celia's flames swelled up.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm not drinking saliva to quench my thirst." Saige took the blade of grass and whistled it, mixed with the sound of rain, it was surprisingly pleasant.

Long Ming lay on the sand and looked sideways at them who were hiding under his wings, his eyes were brightly illuminated by the fire.

"Master Dragon feels so gentle." Lucy whispered to Vikram beside her.

He Nuo moved his wrist. There was still a circular scar on his wrist. He always felt a cloudy pain on rainy days. With his chin in his hand, he took out a few balloons from his pocket and inflated them. It was very conspicuous in the barren sand. He tied a few balloons together with ropes, and he was still not used to it without the clown mask on his face.

He Nuo touched his face, smiled, and gave the balloon to Lord Dragon.

"For me?" Long Ming hooked the bunch of balloons with his claws.

"Well, I don't have anything else for you, thank you for saving us." He Nuo bowed down to express his thanks.

Austin and Vikram stood behind Heno and did the same thing. Lucy blushed slightly: "Thank you for helping us."

Long Ming approached the group of evil gods and angels. In his eyes, their bodies were small. Long Ming almost wondered if they were as big as his eyes. The huge difference in size made He Nuo and the others have to look up. Looking at him, without exception, their eyes were full of sincere gratitude and love, and their love for him was unique and extremely warm.

Feeling happy, Long Ming couldn't help but lick this group of cute evil gods and angels.

Perhaps because of the change back to the prototype, Long Ming always felt that he was more inclined to express his emotions towards the Dragon Clan. Curling his tail, rubbing his head, and licking his saliva were all his ways of expressing his love.

And the envoys of the evil gods, who were covered in little dragon's saliva, were stunned for a moment, looked at each other for a few seconds, and laughed helplessly at the same time.

Master Evil Dragon is really naughty.

"Haha." Celia laughed unceremoniously. Vikram and the others never expected that they would not get caught in the rain, but would get wet with saliva instead.

The four returned to their original positions, Gru smiled and gave the four a few small towels, and Sager also burst out laughing.

A smile flashed across Satan's eyes, and he glanced at Haydn who was resting next to him. The devil was already asleep with a blanket covering his body.

It happened that there was nothing left and right, Satan took the sickle into his arms, and wiped the sickle carefully with a soft cloth. The cold tip of the knife reflected cold light, like snow. Satan sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered his head and cut his fingertips. After breaking a little, the blood beads were quickly absorbed by the sickle, and he could feel the pleasant feeling from the sickle.

This is how they get along.

The curved layer of snow on the blade of the sickle is astonishingly bright, like a mirror, reflecting the figure not far away. Satan paused for wiping, and the black mage robe was worn on his teacher, often making Satan mistakenly think that He is a priest of light. Oreo always has a straight back and a gentle expression. People who have talked with him are not as good as Mu Chunfeng. As long as they meet Oreo, everyone will like him. It is really a terrible talent.

But at this moment, his teacher was sitting on the edge, the flames were dimly lit, and the light and shadow swayed, illuminating his face indistinctly. Against the background of the shadow, there is a kind of cold and hard metal feeling, as cold as a sculpture.

To be honest, Satan has never seen his teacher Oreo lose his temper.

This man is always so easy and careless in dealing with everything. During the years of being with him, Satan has seen him gently rescue those injured humans and give them selfless help, but it is also him who will teach him how to use the simplest The way to kill a person, he once let him face a bone alone in a dark cemetery, just to let him know how many bones there are in human beings, and where is the deadly place.

He is gentle and cold-blooded.

Satan is not very aware of his teacher's past, and occasionally knows that it was also when he was on Dragon Island that Gru mentioned it in a few words, but on land, after Oreo taught him, he didn't mention the past at all.

He used to wonder why Oreo would be his teacher. He asked him, but got only one answer.

"Xiaolong likes you very much."

The teacher at that time raised his head and shifted his eyes from the book to him. Satan still clearly remembered that Oreo was wearing a single-rim silver-rimmed glasses that day, like a real scholar, knowledgeable and talented, and everyone in the small town Like him and respect him.

Of course, he is no exception, Oreo is his teacher, and he is honored to have such a teacher.

However, the reason for letting Oreo teach him personally surprised Satan at the time. This kind of loving character made him feel that his teacher's character was rather wanton, which was completely different from his appearance.

He also likes Xiaolong very much. Xiaolong is his only friend, and he is also a powerful dragon. If he doesn't hurry up and work hard, he will not be able to catch up with him, so Satan is also working hard.

All in all, Satan felt that he and his teacher, Oreo, got along just fine.

"Here, do you want to eat?"

Satan came back to his senses, put the sickle on the ground calmly, took the bread that Seg had baked, and said, "Thank you."

"You should thank Celia, it baked it." Saige didn't dare to take the credit, Celia was baking bread beside him, if she didn't say good things, the narrow-minded Celia would be angry all night.

Satan picked up the bread on the plate and glanced at Oreo's direction inadvertently. The scene just now seemed to be an illusion. The little dragon's tail mischievously hooked Oreo's long hair, and it was curled up one by one. .

Oreo untied the entangled long hair, with a faint smile on his lips: "Don't make trouble."

Hearing this, Long Ming rubbed Oreo's face with his tail. He was still a little cold, and nimbly took out another blanket from the package to Oreo with his tail, then lay down on the sand and yawned.

As night fell, everyone went to rest one after another.

The rain became heavier again, Long Ming covered the top of his head with the other half of his wings, and was about to close his eyes and go to sleep. Celia floated in midair, shining and glowing dutifully, bringing warmth to everyone.

Long Ming stared sleepily at Oreo who was still reading, and couldn't help poking him with his tail, indicating that he should go to sleep.

Oreo walked to Xiaolong and watched the heavy rain outside.

Long Ming really wanted to ask him why he didn't sleep, but he was now in the dragon form, and his voice was louder than a human's, so he was afraid of disturbing Gru and the others to sleep, so he could only use his tail to gesticulate on the palm of Oreo's palm. The tail thorns are still sharp, so Long Ming wrote very carefully.

"Oreo, are you in a bad mood?"

Oreo's palm was itchy by the little dragon's tail, and he grabbed the tail to keep it from moving.

Oreo turned to look at the little dragon beside him, but didn't speak.

It seemed that he was really in a bad mood, Long Mingtou quietly moved closer to Oreo, his voice couldn't be lowered: "Do you want to touch my horns?"

His dragon horns are really super cute, maybe because he has not yet fully grown up, his dragon horns are similar in shape to when he was a child. The black love horn, Long Ming felt that it was not majestic enough, so he rarely let others touch it.

Oreo was stunned, looking at the dragon horn that was approaching, couldn't help touching it, it felt cold to the touch.

"Are you happier?" Long Ming flicked his tail, as if he was whispering to Oreo.

"Yeah." Oreo's silver eyes were rippling with moonlight, every time he saw Oreo's eyes, Long Ming always felt that he saw the sea under the moonlight, quiet and gentle.

"Hold out your hand," Oreo said.

Long Ming obediently handed over his paw.

"Palm down." Oreo felt that Xiaolong was still the same as before, obedient and cute.

"Aren't you going to give me a gift?" Long Ming blinked. He originally thought that Oreo was going to give him a gift. After thinking about it, he changed his paw's position with the back of the paw facing up.

The ends of the dragon's claws were sharp and ferocious, and Long Ming curled up deliberately.

Oreo stood up, walked up to the little dragon and stretched out his hand to take his paw.

In the heavy rain, Long Ming always felt that Oreo was glowing white.

"It's raining, Oreo, come back quickly." Long Ming wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that Oreo's strength was extremely strong, and he couldn't pull back even though he only held his paw lightly.

"I'll go back later, I want to give you a gift." Oreo's silver eyes slightly curved.

Long Ming only felt the scales cool down. Oreo bent over and placed his forehead on the back of his hand. The white light exploded from the contact point, and then disappeared. Except for this, it seemed to be the same as before, but faintly There has been a slight change.

Somehow, Long Ming felt that his connection with Oreo was getting closer. Not only that, but also Gru Satan, Seria and Saige, and even the Evil God and God Envoy. There seemed to be an invisible thread tied to them. His body was continuously sending power to him. Different from the silt-like evil thoughts absorbed, this power was full of pure warmth, which instantly swept away the violent and hostile energy hidden in Long Ming's heart.

"Oreo, you..." Long Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he was stopped before he could finish speaking.

Oreo touched his lips with his fingertips, and hissed lightly, as if he was playing a secret game with Xiaolong. He watched Xiaolong regain his clear golden pupils, and he closed his cuffs. The moonlight in his silver eyes was warm, and his tone was unreadable. With a smile.

"Master Evil Dragon, you who have accepted the belief of the Sea God Remnant, please become a hero and save Azerek, which is about to be polluted."