Jiuxiao

He had a long dream.

At the beginning of the dream, he was still in a mess, surrounded by a kind of lazy warmth, occasionally with subtle fluctuations like running water, as if wrapped in the finest silk, so comfortable that he couldn't bear to wake up, just want to be forever Go to sleep.

The years have passed, and the chaos has not always been peaceful.

The flowers bloom and fall, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, spring goes and autumn comes, and the sea changes.

Mountains become seas, valleys become hills, from peace and tranquility to military confrontation, from chaos to truce, Buzhou Mountain tilts and sinks, turning into Mirror Sea Mountains, and the originally dry ground accumulates day by day, becoming a dragon shadow. The place of the pool.

Personnel and affairs have been metabolized several times, but his chaos still continues.

Ignorance, no sense, no sorrow and no joy.

There are many monsters who were born with him in the beginning of the world. Some became gods because of their great merit, but they participated in the battle of the gods and fell.

Only him, no one found him, and he was not interested in taking a look at the outside world.

Until one day, the chaos was no longer as indistinct as a mist, and then, it seemed that a little light fell on the tip of his tongue, sweet and silky, and spread to his heart.

He couldn't help but want to follow this good taste. Wherever the other party went, he drove Chaos to follow him.

"If you make trouble again, you don't have to leave with me."

The voice was clear and cold, just like the pool where he had been soaked for thousands of years. The temperature that ordinary people find unbearably cold was very comfortable to him. The cold pool water wrapped the warm chaos, and the coolness penetrated into the consciousness.

He liked the sound immediately.

Tens of thousands of years passed by in a blink of an eye, no matter what kind of world is beyond the chaos, he has never been interested in taking a look at it, but now, no matter if it is a human, a demon, or something else, he always wants to break through the chaos, to see.

What kind of person was that, he couldn't tell.

To a monster, his appearance is nothing but a vain exterior, but every time that hand caresses the fluff on his body and speaks innocuous words in a flat tone, he will involuntarily close his eyes and lie down. In that person's arms, his voice slid by his ears, feeling that the world outside the chaos is so beautiful.

That person is seldom angry. What many mortals see as big things seems to be as simple as eating a meal in the eyes of that person. No matter how difficult it is, he has never seen him helpless and frowning.

Even if that person's ability is still very poor, as long as he is in his arms, he will feel at ease and comfortable, compared to when he was in chaos...

Well, if I had met him earlier, I would have come out of the chaos long ago.

That person talked less, had fewer expressions, and laughed even less.

He knew that his appearance at that time must be very cute, because those mortal women wanted to touch him when they saw him, but that person, no matter what he did to please him, he couldn't make that person smile .

That's all, but one time, that mortal woman named He He came to him, and the two talked on the phone, and he actually saw and smiled when he saw that person!

At first, it was just a shallow smile, but later on, the smile gradually widened, even the one surnamed He was dumbfounded.

How could this be!

How could this be!

That person's smile belonged to him, he had never seen it before, and he let others see it first! ! !

He got angry, rolled around, pecked and pecked fiercely at the wooden tabletop, in order to vent his anger.

then……

There was no more, he was put into the arms of the man, and the top of his head was touched so lightly, and immediately, as if reflexively, he moved his chin to rub it.

How can you be so spineless!How could you be bought so easily!

He fell into deep self-contempt, and subconsciously continued to rub the man's fingers with his chin.

There was a low laugh in his ear.

He has never experienced loneliness, and he has never felt lonely. Even if he is the only ancient monster left in the world, as long as he can be by that person's side, he doesn't need any companions.

Never need to.

As long as there is that person, it is enough.

However, the day of separation finally came.

He was stuffed into the ring and watched helplessly as he was bullied by bad guys.

Those women, at first, wanted to kill people and silence them, but later they fell in love with the sky-cleaning pen in the man's hand, so they bullied the less with more and killed them all, driving that man to a desperate situation.

Before this, he didn't understand these things. The people's heart is dirty and the interests are calculated. It doesn't matter to him if he is ignorant. In the desperate situation of death, he was enlightened all of a sudden, and the Lingtai was clear.

There is something hot and full, and it seems to be overflowing from between the eyebrows.

The long sword passed through the chest, and the flying exercises on the neck were still tightening a little bit.

The man had a nosebleed, his face was pale, but his half-closed eyes were still cold, just like his voice.

What if that person no longer exists?

For him, I left Chaos. If he was not there, where else could I go?

In the vast world, all living beings would be nothing without him.

No one ever said "you're fat again" when he was gluttonous.

There is no longer a warm embrace for him to rest in peace and sleep, for him to roll around like a baby.

I no longer have the company of that day and night.

Can't……

Can't die.

He doesn't allow it!

How could Xumijie's square inch accommodate him, as if some shackles were suddenly broken away.

He closed his eyes, feeling that his bones began to fission inch by inch, the gray fluff fell off, and the golden wing feathers grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the dazzling golden color far surpassed all colors in the world.

Until even the narrow street couldn't stop him, he let out a long groan, spread his wings and flew among the clouds, his golden eyes clearly saw those mortals who were holding the chance to win change color and trembled.

You are all going to die.he thinks.

There seemed to be a fire burning in my heart, and blood must be sacrificed.

That was my treasure, and you killed him.

As long as you kill you, he can come back...

My favorite, cherished...

He slowly opened his eyes.

His heartbeat was a little violent, as if he was still immersed in the situation just now.

"My lord, you are awake. You have been asleep for a long time." The maid Liang Jiang came over with a face towel and said with a smile.

"I just had a dream."

Liang Jiang was curious: "What did the lord dream of?"

He said: "Dream... a person I like very much."

Liang Jiang became more and more enthusiastic: "The lord also has someone he likes? What's her name, are you going to find her?"

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes penetrated her, as if he was still looking at the person in the dream just now.

"I do not remember……"

Huh?The maid opened her eyes in surprise.

"But one day, I'll remember."

Then, you have to wait for me.