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More than 5000 years ago, the ancient era.

Three full days have passed since the day Ji Qingyan picked up the black dragon.

The place where the giant dragon was injured and fell to the ground was below a cliff rift. The location was not conspicuous, it could even be said to be hidden, and it was difficult to be found by others.

Very safe, but not suitable for recuperation.

So Ji Qingyan struggled to control his mana, and transferred the unconscious dragon to a large cave nearby.

Perhaps the injury was too serious, even if Ji Qingyan healed it, the black dragon was in a coma for three days before regaining consciousness.

Ji Qingyan, who had just finished hunting and dragged a corpse of a monster several heads taller than himself, saw a naked man sitting on a big rock with his back facing him as soon as he entered the cave.

Hearing the noise from the door, the man turned his head, and his dark golden dragon eyes locked on Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan: "...?" Why am I such a big dragon? !

666: [That's him, he's changed. 】

Seeing the scar at the corner of the man's eye, Ji Qingyan groaned in his heart, remembering the magical setting of this world.

If you change a person, you can change a person. For Ji Qingyan, this form is more adaptable.

So Ji Qingyan smiled slightly at the man, revealing his signature smile.

"Anything else uncomfortable?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Want to drink water?"

……

A series of questions were thrown at him, but the man didn't respond in the slightest. He still looked at Ji Qingyan motionlessly, his brows were tightly furrowed, and a trace of puzzlement and bewilderment flashed across his dark golden dragon eyes.

Ji Qingyan's voice became smaller and smaller, he tried to get a few steps closer to the man, "Are you okay?"

The black-haired and golden-eyed Dragon Clan tilted his head, his innocent and curious expression didn't match his aggressive appearance at all.

Ji Qingyan: [... Doesn't feel right? 】

666: 【...you check again? 】

Fortunately, although the man didn't respond, he was very cooperative during the examination, almost at the mercy of others.

Ji Qingyan glanced at the black-haired Dragon Clan's perfect muscle lines, and his ears turned red.He quickly took out the spare clothes and stuffed them into the man's arms.

The man hugged his clothes subconsciously, and opened his mouth: "...ah."

...can't even wear clothes anymore.

Ji Qingyan had no choice but to bite the bullet and help him put on his clothes.The clothes are prepared by the system for Ji Qingyan, and they are all in his own size, several sizes smaller than men's.

The pants are elastic and loose, and they can barely fit on the black-haired dragon except for the short half.

But clothes are not.

In desperation, Ji Qingyan had no choice but to cut the clothes and put them on for the man.As a result, a good T-shirt turned into a cardigan vest, and the large chest and abdominal muscles were exposed|exposed, making Ji Qingyan's whole head almost burn red.

But seeing the man's innocent and childish eyes, Ji Qingyan poured cold water on his head in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and began to check the body of the man who seemed to have something wrong.

After checking, Ji Qingyan: "..."

play ball.

The brain was beaten silly.

This is Ji Qingyan's third day in the new world, and also the third day he has been exposed to mana. Even if the system transfers the spell encyclopedia to his mind, he can't learn all the advanced spells so quickly.

In other words, the current him has no way to cure this 'brain-broken' dragon for the time being.

Therefore, Ji Qingyan has such a big 'follower'.

The follower's brain is not very good, and he can't speak very well. He follows Ji Qingyan all day long, like a clingy cub who is still babbling.

The man doesn't remember anything, he doesn't remember who he is, and naturally he doesn't remember what his name is.

Ji Qingyan yelled "you" and "hey" every day, but the Dragon Clan himself didn't think there was anything wrong, but Ji Qingyan felt that something was wrong.

Always calling people like this, always feel impolite, as if calling some stupid little animal - although the man who lost his mind is really stupid and doesn't understand anything.

So he planned to give a temporary name to the man who forgot his name.

That's how Long Shimo came here.

The race is a dragon, and he is often silent, that is, the dragon is silent.

Ji Qingyan muttered a few words, felt that the name was good, and asked the man for his opinion.

The black-haired Longzu laughed foolishly, only knowing to repeat Ji Qingyan's words.

Ji Qingyan asked, "Do you like it?"

The Dragon Clan said stammeringly: "Hi, like..."

If there is no word "no", then it means I like it, so the name was decided like this.

But a new trouble came soon after, the black-haired Dragon Clan couldn't remember the name, Ji Qingyan really didn't expect this.

But the name has already been chosen, and Ji Qingyan doesn't want to take a second name—for Fei Fei, choosing a name is undoubtedly a tangled and painful thing.

So Ji Qingyan simply picked out one of the words that the Dragon Clan already knew, intending to use it as his nickname.

Ah Yan, I like stones, trees, eating...

The dragons with a broken brain can speak very few words, Ji Qingyan chooses left and right, and finally chooses the word 'shi' which is homonymous to 'time'.

stone, stone...

It's cute and apt too.

Ji Qingyan took a look at the black-haired dragon who was as strong as a big rock, and touched his head with his feet: "Then call it a rock."

"Stone." The black-haired dragon repeated as if learning to speak, and smiled foolishly at the young man in front of him.

Fragments of memories flashed across Ji Qingyan's mind, and he blinked, feeling a little sour in his eyes.

Don't remember 'Stone', but I still remember 'Long Shimo'.

"Long Shimo..." Ji Qingyan held the black-haired dragon's hand tightly, his voice trembling slightly, "Okay, I remember this name."

Long Shimo's heart also trembled, and the name Ji Qingyan pronounced was very pleasant.

Ji Qingyan moved, one arm hugged the black head back, and turned his head to look for the other's lips.

Long Shimo seemed to have also received Ji Qingyan's intention, and tacitly tilted his head slightly, and took a long kiss with his lover in this somewhat awkward posture.

After a short period of tenderness, Ji Qingyan did not forget the purpose of coming to the kitchen.

Long Shimo doesn't know how to cook, but this doesn't affect him occasionally passing something to his silver-haired lover, or tidying up the messy table.

His eyes never moved away from Ji Qingyan's body, just like a big golden retriever squatting obediently.

Ji Qingyan endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, his hands covered in flour stuck to the black-haired dragon's face, and he kneaded it for a long time

This reminded him of the time before the stone head was cured, and he followed him step by step, refusing to take a step away from him.

Some habits, even if you lose your memory, still cannot be changed.

The lunch that could have been prepared in half an hour was dragged by the two of them for more than an hour.

The moment before the confusion spell was lifted, the black-haired dragon grabbed someone and kissed again and again, and then opened the kitchen door contentedly.

While they were having lunch, Ji Qingyan suddenly received a message from Zhuang He, the president of the Masters Association.

Something happened to the Supreme Elder.

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