Dragon?

Zheng Yang was 13 years old, and Qiao Zhi was 20 years old.

The prince personally conquered, lost to Qiao Jun, and lost Fengyu Pass.

After Qiao Xi decided to stay for three days, he attacked the capital in one fell swoop.

On the same day when he was stationed in the camp, a general in Qiao's army took off his shirt and put on light clothing.After saying hello to everyone in the army, he rode a little donkey and headed to the forest in the opposite direction from the capital.

"Zhan Yuan!"

Before he had traveled far, he was stopped by someone.

Looking back, in the billowing dust, a beautiful young man came on horseback.

The bearded man sitting on the donkey didn't look happy, but frowned.

"Qiao Azhi! Now is the critical moment of the war. You are not waiting in the palace for an opportunity to join forces with Qiao Xili. Why are you here looking for me?!"

The young man walked up to him and raised a smile.

"Here to see you off."

Seeing Long Zhanyuan showing an angry look, his expression was quite at ease.

Pulling the reins, Qiao Zhi smiled with crooked eyebrows and sweet dimples on his cheeks, which was particularly annoying.

"Send me? Do you think I need it? In the deep mountains and wild forests, I can't touch anyone who dares to kill me. Besides, if I do, who can beat me?" Long stared and said in a rough voice.

"I know no one can beat you, you are the best." Qiao Zhi coaxed softly.

Fearing that the dragon would still stop him from delivering it, he simply lied fluently: "It was Qiao Xi who asked me to deliver it to you."

"Huh! Mother-in-law!" Hearing that it was Qiao Xi's arrangement, although Long was dissatisfied, he also kept silent.

Qiao Zhi blinked, and while the dragon wasn't paying attention, he grabbed it onto his horse.

Long didn't like being hugged by him the most, and was about to punch him. Qiao Zhi was not an ordinary character, he was not frightened by it, but calmly hugged his waist even tighter.

"You've become a burly man, but you haven't seen any weight gain. Haven't you eaten well these days?" Qiao Zhi asked coolly.

Long loosened his clenched fists and went to break the hands on his waist: "Eat, eat, I remember what you said 'I am growing my body', I ate a lot, you will know after a while, I am very fat ...Hey, Qiao Zhi! Don't grab my beard!"

The trick worked, and one of his hands was still around its waist.

A horse carried the noisy two people, and walked slowly forward.

Qiao Zhi picked up some innocuous topics, and chatted with Long.

In fact, the two of them tacitly agreed that Long left Qiao Jun in order to cross the catastrophe.

Once the person chosen by the dragon succeeds in proclaiming himself emperor, he will ascend to heaven in response to the calamity. ——But it didn't inform Qiao Zhi when it went to the forest.

Qiao Zhi appeared here, Long thought it was Qiao Xi who made the decision, and told him.

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At first, Long thought that the "send" that Qiao Zhi said was to send him a distance, but he didn't expect him to follow him all the way to the destination.

This small valley is no stranger to Qiao Zhi, in fact, he chose it himself after looking at it for a long time.

The valley is warm and secluded. The key point is that there is a fruit-bearing spiritual tree growing here.

Spiritual trees rarely bear fruit, and the fruit must be eaten within an hour after being picked, otherwise it will lose its effectiveness.

A small spiritual fruit can make the dragon fall into a coma for several days...

He took a lot of effort and asked someone to disclose this location to Qiao Xi. Presumably, Qiao Xi had brought the dragon to see it, and it was also very satisfied.

Qiao Zhi silently helped Long sort out the packages he brought.

The thick bedding was spread out in an orderly manner, and he carefully laid out a comfortable nest for the dragon.

"Zhan Yuan, come here and lie down." Qiao Zhi beckoned to it.

Long's cheeks were full, and while chewing on the pastries that Qiao Zhi bought for him, he lay down in the big quilt.

Rolled happily in a circle, and when it stopped, it was right next to his knee.

Looking at the pair of pale golden pupils close at hand, Qiao Zhi raised his hand to wipe off the crumbs from its mouth, his eyes were a little dark.

"Very comfortable!"

The dragon made a sound, breaking the silence between them: "Okay, then... Qiao Azhi, you can go now. Don't waste time with me, you are a person with a mission."

—is chasing him away again.

I don't know when they became speechless when they were alone.

Like this, the three sentences are inseparable from the mission and the country, Qiao Xi.

"Dragon egg...Zhan Yuan."

Qiao Zhi took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in his heart.

"Zhan Yuan, is it possible for you not to ascend? I'm worried about you..." His voice calmed down, but the smile on his face was still bitter.

In fact, such persuasion, needless to say, is childish and useless, and it will never take it to heart.

"There's nothing to worry about. I'm worried that you're about the same. What you're doing is much more dangerous than mine."

Sensing his anxiety, Long sat up and patted Qiao Zhi on the shoulder.

"You see, you have made the bed for me. The only thing I have to do here is to sleep. Asleep and sleep, if there is lightning, it may wake me up. Then, I scratch it, turn over, Go back to sleep, and you will be able to gain divine power when you wake up." It said it softly, as if it was really easy.

Qiao Zhi looked at the dragon without saying a word.

"Azhi, don't worry!"

Long sat a little ahead and smiled at him: "I'm fine, and neither are you."

Qiao Zhi likes its eyes the most, they are so clear, they are undisguisedly angry when angry, and sparkle when happy.Its emotions, all likes and dislikes, are clearly written in the eyes.

And now those eyes filled with complete trust in him.

Long used a serious and sincere tone to give him strength.

"Ah Zhi, before leaving the barracks, I made a divination about Qiao Xi's imperial fortune, and it was auspicious. Not only this time, but every time, he was always lucky, so he has never lost a battle. Qiao Xi has such a powerful real Dragon Qi will have great luck, and Heaven will help us."

"Ah."

Qiao Zhi looked away, and responded in a low voice.

"By the way, Zhan Yuan, I brought you something delicious to eat."

He directly took out the spiritual fruit he had just picked, and waved it in front of the dragon.

He didn't mash it, or even stuff the fruit into pastries or anything.

"what--"

Before the words finished, the dragon had already closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

Joe clenched his fists.

——It was done, the dragon just fell asleep.

——And if things fail, the spiritual fruit can also reduce the pain of Lei Jie a little.

There is no turning back when the bow is opened, he has made up his mind.

The spiritual fruit melted in the mouth, and when the dragon tasted it, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth twice, as if he had tasted something, but it seemed to have no taste.

"What did you feed me?" After thinking about it many times, it couldn't tell what kind of food it was.

"That..." Qiao Zhi said leisurely, "Pick up beans on the ground."

"Bah!"

Long thought he had been fooled, and his cheeks puffed up angrily: "Qiao Zhi! You're playing tricks on me again!!"

"Yeah." He admitted generously.

The effect of the medicine is very fast.

The dragon punched him softly and with little strength.

"Is the bed you made too soft, I'm lying on it..."

It couldn't straighten up, and changed to a half-lying position: "It seems...a little sleepy."

"Don't sleep, I want to talk to you for a while."

Qiao Zhi put his hand on its head and stroked it gently twice.

"Well, tell me." Long opened his eyes with dignity.

"If the restoration of the country is successful, what should our new country be called?" He looped a lock of its hair and wrapped it around his finger.

Long yawned, and mist appeared in his eyes: "Did Qiao Xi ask?"

Qiao Zhi nodded.

"Does he have any ideas?" Long rubbed his eyes, and lay down in a comfortable position.

"You like sweet-scented osmanthus," Qiao Zhi said with a smile, "Can we call our country 'Guixiang'?"

"Not good... I like sweet-scented osmanthus, so I call it Guixiang? It depends on what Qiao Xi likes."

Long closed his eyes and opened them again, his consciousness began to blur, but he was still thinking hard and hard.

"Hmm... Osmanthus country... Listen to the rustic, it's not powerful enough, at least what is the name of a powerful country... Jin Ge, Iron Horse... something like that."

"Then what name will the emperor use?" Qiao Zhi didn't let it go, and continued to ask questions.

After a long pause, Long pieced together his words intermittently, and answered his words: "Since it is... Fuguo... let's call it 'Yanqin'..."

"Okay, I remember."

Warm hands picked up the corner of the quilt and carefully covered it.

"Yeah." Long closed his eyes, and his breathing became steady and slow.

"Dragon Egg."

He called it softly, touching its soft face with his fingertips.

When it's just the two of them, and there is a need to talk, the other human form is always him.

Qiao Zhi caressed Long's quiet sleeping face, and felt that they were like twins, and it was a part of him.

When it was there, he felt safe and belonged.

His heart, because of its existence, became very soft.

"Dragon Egg." Chewing on the pronunciation of these three words, he helped it straighten its hair, and moved closer quietly.

The shallow breath brushed against the palm, which meant that the body in his hand was not unconscious.The dragon was just asleep, not sound asleep yet.

His eyes passed inch by inch through eyebrows, eyelashes, nose, and finally landed on its lips.

My heart beat suddenly.

Qi Nian is like a sprouting grass, which emerges from the soil, quickly rises up, grows up, pulls up and up again.

Qiao Zhi bent down and slowly approached the dragon on the tip of his heart.

It's close.

So close, he dared not breathe.

On the top of the grass, a pink flower bud appeared at some point, round and bulging, and it was about to explode.

Scratching his heart and lungs, on the verge of madness.

He held it by the lips...

Very soft and cool.

He almost couldn't wait to stick out the tip of his tongue and start licking, seeing the two pink petals become moist, warm and soft.

The heart is stuck in it.

Qiao Zhi felt pain, and the closer he got, the more painful it became.

He saw those exploded flower buds, their elongated branches pierced the flesh and pulled his bones, and he said how much he liked it.

There is nowhere to hide, and there is no way to avoid it, just sink in deeply.

Lift its chin so that it can enter more thoroughly.

He imagined the annoyed appearance of the dragon, but he became more and more excited.

Orbital fever.

Cold hands and feet.

He knew he couldn't stop.