Comprehension Dragon Soul

When the little dragon woke up, he was so ashamed and angry that he jumped into the pool and drowned himself—but fortunately he didn't do this. Maybe, it's really gratifying, gratifying to congratulate... although Xiaolong himself didn't have this kind of awareness.

Ao Rui remembered what he said after he was drunk last night, and rolled around in the quilt, his face flushed red.He is very gifted in memory. I don't know if other dragons are like this. Even though he was unconscious when he said those words yesterday, when he recalled them in the morning, even Si Minglang's reaction to those words was different. It is still vivid in my mind, I remember it very clearly, I can't even lie to myself that it is a dream.And he is not in dragon form, but in human form...

Ao Rui, who was clutching the quilt to hide his shame, was shocked suddenly, and the whole dragon became stiff. In the end, Si Minglang rushed forward and lifted his quilt: "The sun is drying your butt, get up!" Xiaolong said again Aggrieved and helpless, he turned his head away.

A head of black and moist long hair fell down, because it looked a little disheveled because of the tossing in the quilt, but the braid that Si Yuting wove was still there obediently, Ao Rui shook his head, and the pearl at the end of the braid appeared Toss and flick.

Thinking that Xiaolong's awkward appearance when he grows up is also very interesting, Si Minglang leans closer deliberately, almost face to face with Xiaolong. The awkward Ao Rui gritted his teeth and turned his head to the other side. Turning around, one person and one dragon childishly turned around for nearly ten times, but Ao Rui just refused to look him in the eye.

This last childish move ended in another even more childish behavior - seeing the pearl swinging back and forth in front of him, Si Minglang couldn't help but grab it.Xiaolong's eyes widened as he complained, he knew he was stupid when he grabbed that pearl last night, why did you perform it again in front of me?

"Okay, get up!" Stretching out his hand to ruffle Ao Rui's hair, Si Minglang walked back to the table: "Do you smell it? It's the aroma of breakfast." Xiaolong finished washing quickly, looking upright Sitting in front of the table, he was about to get something to eat, but hesitated and asked: "Don't we have to eat with the door master?"

Ao Rui hesitated for a moment, and added: "I read in ordinary people's books that people who stay at home eat together every day." As he spoke, Xiaolong's face seemed to turn red a little, as if he classified himself as Going to Si Minglang's family made him feel a little shy.

Xiaolong hesitated for a while as to what to call Si Yuting. Given Xiaolong's age of at least [-] years, neither Si Minglang nor his mother Si Yuting's age could be ignored. Even Si Minglang thought it was weird for him to call Si Yuting an elder.In the end, it's better to just call Si Yuting the head of the sect, but it's a little rusty.

Si Minglang, who was about to watch Xiaolong eat, was taken aback. He had never considered this question before.From his birth to the present, there are only a handful of opportunities for him to sit and eat with Yin Mochen and Si Yuting. Among them, Si Yuna and Mingxi exist in [-]% of them. According to blood relationship, they are indeed Si Yuting and the others. Si Yuting will invite her relatives whenever there is a family banquet.

Si Minglang felt that he would never forget in his life that everyone in the Mizusawa Gate in his previous life participated in that wedding banquet happily, but he was the only one who was out of tune.The wedding banquet not only lacked his place, but also the former hostess.At that time, the mother's soul was still bound by the restriction of the Mizusawa Gate. I don't know how she felt when she saw this scene?

A warm hand rested on the back of Si Minglang's hand: "Alang, what's wrong with you?" Si Minglang broke free from the sadness and helplessness, he held Ao Rui's hand back, and forced a smile at him Smile: "I'm fine, I just remembered something unpleasant."

After waking up with a start, Si Minglang understood what he was in just now. The foundation building period is the stage for laying the foundation for the future path of cultivation. Cultivators need to consider what the path they want to walk will look like, and they will fall into situations like this from time to time. It was Si Minglang who was in the state just now, entangled in the confusion that he cared about very much.Compared with the heart demon, this kind of confusion is much less dangerous, and it will not lead to madness, but if the path chosen is deviated from the original heart due to the confusion, it will be much more difficult to advance than other monks up.

Seeing the disapproving look in Ao Rui's eyes, Si Minglang rubbed his hair again, and this time the smile on his face was much more natural: "I'm fine now." Then he changed the subject abruptly: "Didn't you ask Why don’t you eat it with my mother? She’s already had the golden elixir, and she’s been bigu for many years, and she doesn’t need to eat at all, but we still think about these appetites.”

Xiaolong straightened his hair angrily, he is a real dragon, so he doesn't care about this little mortal.

It's just that he is willing to let Si Minglang go, but Si Minglang doesn't necessarily want to let him go.After breakfast, Si Minglang grinned and took out a bowl of soup from the insulated box next to him. Ao Rui frowned when he saw it. What was it? It didn't taste good at first sight!However, Si Minglang deliberately said to him: "This is a hangover soup specially prepared for you. Let's see if you dare to drink so much alcohol in the future. Are you afraid of suffering?"

Under Si Minglang's coaxing, Ao Rui finished the bowl of hangover soup aggrievedly, and finally retained his dignity as a man.

When Si Minglang finished his morning class and brought Xiaolong to the hall, Si Yuting had already packed up and was waiting for them.Seeing Xiaolong's outfit today and the newly matched hair crown on his head, Si Yuting nodded in satisfaction: "Xiao Ming has improved recently." Si Minglang was noncommittal about this.

They went out today to visit Si Yuting's drinking buddies.Si Minglang asked Si Yuting about Ao Rui being taken out of the house like this, but Si Yuting just snorted towards the sky, and seeing Si Minglang insisting on asking clearly, she opened her mouth and said: " It’s not a big deal to raise a spirit beast nowadays, which sect doesn’t have it? Even if the one you raise is a bit special, it’s just an underage Xiaojiao, who needs materials such as dragon beads and dragon blood, you still can’t see it Get on it, as for the others, I’m still here, who dares to touch you to try!”

With the backing of Golden Core practitioners, Si Minglang felt much more at ease.He was always worried that Xiaolong's underdeveloped appearance would be targeted by those monks, who would use him as a material for refining magic weapons.

Ao Rui himself didn't think there was anything wrong. He didn't have to stay in the bag on Si Minglang's chest all day. He was indeed more breathable and freer, but in this way, he was far away from Si Minglang. From the position where he fell asleep before, he could clearly hear Si Minglang's steady heartbeat.There is always a feeling of returning to the Dragon Palace and sleeping peacefully under the care of my father and brother, which makes me feel extra safe.

Even Si Minglang didn't know how many Si Yuting's drinking friends had. The more he knew about his mother's wide range of friends, the more difficult it was for him to understand. This was completely different from what he thought before.In his previous life, he still participated in and presided over his mother's funeral. At that time, there were many people who posted their condolences, but there were only one or two people who could come to attend the funeral in person.Even with so many friends, they didn't care about the wedding held by Mizusawa Gate one month after his mother passed away. No one doubted, and no one questioned his mother's death.

When Si Minglang was gradually squeezed out by Yin Mochen to the hut behind the mountain, he even lost contact with other people in the cultivation world.Si Yuting's death seemed to be a fallen leaf falling into the flowing water, causing slight ripples, but that was all there was, and no bigger splashes could be made.

If it is said that the mother does not know people well, after all, Yin Mochen, who she chose as a role model, is in front of her. It cannot be said that there are many people in her social circle that she has misunderstood, but Si Minglang, who followed Si Yuting to visit these people, has More memories of more than ten years than others.Comparing with the few events that happened later in his memory, he found that many of these people were famous for their straightforward temperament, and two of them were famous for their loyalty.

It's fine if Si Yuting gets it wrong alone, so many people get it wrong?But if these people are all friends of the mother, why is the doubt about the death of the mother in the previous life so easily ignored?

Si Minglang always felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and always felt that something big was going to happen in Yanshui Realm.Only in this way, most of the golden cores and some powerful masters of the pulse congealing stage will participate in it, and they will even be unable to distract themselves from tracking down the strangeness of their drinking buddy's death.

But now, everything is still the same as before. These little monks in the foundation period still have elders on their heads to protect them from the wind and rain.They just need to practice hard, or communicate with peers of the same age.

On the night of the third day when Si Minglang arrived at the shore of Chaoyue Lake, Si Minglang, who was practicing cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was a tightly wrapped monk in a hood.Si Minglang sighed helplessly: "Mom, what do you want from me?" As expected of a Jindan stage monk, he didn't hear a single sound, and Si Yuting was already standing in front of him.

"All in all, it's a good thing! Come with me!" Si Yuting dragged her son up from the bed, she pretended to get the clothes while she seemed casual, but secretly changed Si Minglang into a bright one. The robes of different colors shine brightly in the dark night.Si Minglang, who even had his interspatial ring taken away by his mother, finally put on the green Taoist robe unwillingly.

Pulling the clothes on his body, Si Minglang couldn't help smiling wryly. With such a bright color, they probably didn't go to visit somewhere at night anyway, but they seemed to be serious guests. They should be able to drink a glass of water, right?