Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Jiaolong didn't say a word, curled up tightly, Luo Yueming walked through the thunderclouds, and was blocked by the dense sky thunder, unable to escape.

Seeing this, Lingwen sneered and said: "You can't leave,? Tianlei is coming,? You are dead on both sides! Return my brother to me quickly,? I will spare your whole body!"

Jiaolong turned a deaf ear to it, and rushed out of the thunder cloud with Luo Yueming, but it was very strange that the thunder cloud seemed to grow on top of his head, no matter where he went, the thunder followed wherever he went that day.Under every lightning and thunder, there is a thunder that weighs ten thousand hectares.

He had just shed a layer of dragon scales, and at this moment, he was in a period of weakness. Under the thunder, the dragon scales cracked inch by inch and bled, and the entire mountain range was like a light rain, covering a thick layer of blood mist.

Luo Yueming reckoned,? If he didn't do something, Jiaolong would die here. When he knew that Jiaolong was the biological father of the elder brother, he rescued him in every possible way. Now he understands that the soul of the elder brother is attached to his body. ? He was even more unwilling to see him die under the thunder.

The damned body,? Obviously a priest,? Unable to even summon the sword of life, and indulge in sex with the dragon, day and night,? Right now, the spiritual power is almost exhausted.

The dragon claws tightly protected him, forming a transparent barrier, and the hot blood fell from the top of his head with a thunderbolt, passed through the barrier, and landed on Luo Yueming's face.

He raised his hand to wipe it, the blood was warm and smooth, with a strong fishy sweetness in his nose, and the picture of him dancing with the dragon gradually appeared in his mind, how happy and happy, drunk and dreamy.

Touching the somewhat swollen belly, Luo Yueming didn't know if there was a dragon's egg in it. She rubbed her palm against a layer of thin shirt, and could almost feel the dragon's tendons jumping in her belly before. Grim touch.

And when the dragon's breath brushed against his cheeks and neck, the two of them were so tightly entangled that there was not even a single gap between them.Every time when Luo Yueming felt that the limit was reached, Jiaolong broke his limit fiercely and dragged him into a deeper abyss.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, or Fulin's heart, Luo Yueming understood his own way in an instant, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I will not go back with you, and the dragon will not die. You thought that the destiny is yours, and the victory is in your hands." , but refuse to believe that we can change our fate against the sky, so I will show you!"

Lingwen said angrily: "You are confused! It's not that you don't know the enmity between Jiaolong and you. I took the fate of Jiaolong back then, and caused him to be severely injured by the sky thunder and missed the chance to ascend. He must hold a grudge in his heart, so he did everything possible To get close to you and entangle you. The purpose is nothing more than deliberate revenge, using your divine body as a cauldron to help him ascend again!"

After a pause, he became even angrier: "Do you think he likes you? He is clearly greedy for your body!"

Luo Yueming thought to himself, what the previous Jiaolong thought about Lingyu, he didn't know now.

The only thing he knew was that the elder brother would never hurt him.Even if there is a blood feud between two people.

"I've said it many times. He and I are in love with each other and love each other sincerely. Today, whether you let him go or not, I won't go back with you again. "

Before the words fell, Luo Yueming held on to the last trace of spiritual power, raised his hand and pinched a divine seal, and then muttered something in a low voice under Lingwen's horrified eyes.

Jiaolong also seemed to have sensed it, and turned his head to look at Luo Yueming. The dark dragon scales were also wet with blood, and the thick long eyelashes trembled slightly. Suddenly, he reached out his broad and bright red dragon tongue, wanting to lick Luo Yueming's face.

Before he could lick it, he was bound tightly by a thunderbolt from top to bottom.In a rage, he ran amok in the thundercloud and got bruised all over his body.

Lingwen finally understood what he was going to do. With a shake of his wrist, he fanned his sword long and rushed over like flying, and sternly reprimanded: "I won't allow you to sacrifice!"

It's a pity that it was still a step too late, Luo Yueming's body gradually became transparent, and he soared into the air. He refused to even look at Lingwen, but flew onto Jiaolong's head.

Leaning against the dragon's head, he slowly stroked the bloody wound on the dragon's body. His heart ached beyond measure, and he thought to himself, if the senior brother had a sword in his hand, he would definitely not suffer from this torture.

"Eldest brother, listen, all these things have already happened a long time ago, we cannot change the trajectory of all things, once changed, everything after that will cease to exist."

Luo Yueming hugged the dragon's horn, rubbed it affectionately, raised her eyes and looked at the sky above her head as if a big hole had been broken, it was dark and there was no light at all.

Close to Jiaolong's ear, he whispered softly: "Senior brother, the story is not over yet. I haven't given my senior brother a dragon egg yet, so I won't die either. I will sacrifice my life now for my senior brother to exchange for the world's most A powerful magic weapon, after getting the magic weapon, Eldest brother must escape from this place, and then find my primordial spirit, you must let me carry your dragon egg in my belly, otherwise I will not be able to share it with you! The senior brother in another time and space reunited."

"Eldest senior brother, you must remember, don't deliberately go against the sky and change your fate, follow your heart, if in the next time and space, you and I meet again, without further ado, let me make a nest first!"

He thought so, the ending of the story has already been set, if he forcibly breaks the butterfly effect, maybe everyone and things in the future will cease to exist.

Although he is now fighting against God to the end, and may be able to continue his relationship with Jiaolong, but in another time and space, there are senior brothers Pei and Yue waiting for him to go back.

And that stinky bastard Liu Yijing, before he could be taken out and beaten severely, even if Luo Yueming died, he wouldn't rest in peace.

The most important thing is that he still wants to live to meet another senior senior brother. At that time, the senior senior senior brother will definitely be dressed in white clothes and snow, with black hair flying like a fairy.With one hand tied behind his waist and a long sword on his back, he stood on the path, with the crabapple flowers blooming beside him.

Smiling and reaching out to him, gently calling him Yueming.

Luo Yueming finally kissed the center of Jiaolong's brow, and then made seals with both hands, and slammed headfirst into the thunder cloud without hesitation.Suddenly, Lingwen's furious roar and Long Xiao's hoarse roar sounded from behind.

At the moment before the consciousness was completely cut off, Luo Yueming was still thinking about a particularly serious problem, that is, he was also a majestic seven-foot man who stood tall and upright.

How can he be reduced to giving birth to a son of an ugly black long worm, although physically speaking, it is no problem to make a nest for Jiaolong.

But psychologically... it seems that there is no problem.

Taking the initiative to make nests for Jiaolong is different from passively making nests.Luo Yueming thought inwardly that he was hasty. He was already bullied terribly in front of his elder brother. As soon as he thought about it, he would have to bear it with his big belly in the future. He felt that the sky above his head was about to collapse.

Subconsciously, I reached out to protect my stomach, but it was empty.The body has been turned into powder inch by inch, together with the dense thundercloud above the head, it disappeared into the sky and the earth.

Consciousness snapped and was completely disconnected.

When Luo Yueming woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been in a daze.

It seems as long as three years, and it seems as long as 13 or 30 years.

My whole body was sore and sore, and when I moved a little, I could hear the crackling sound of my bones.

When she woke up, Luo Yueming found that she was in a dilapidated Taoist temple. The inside was messy and the weeds were growing wildly. It seemed that no one had been there for many years, and she had lost half of her incense.

What's more terrible is that there is a big hole in the stone wall on Luo Yueming's left, and the black beams can be seen faintly, as if they were burnt into this by a fire.

However, the fire was not finished, and half of the seats were left. It was exposed to wind, rain, sun and rain. I don't know how many springs and autumns have passed, and it is now dilapidated.

However, these are not the issues that Luo Yueming is concerned about. What he is most concerned about now is why he is not wearing clothes.

Not only was he naked, but he was also lying on a dilapidated door panel, next to a pile of unburned fires, and there were faintly a few sparks, making a crackling sound.

Luo Yueming was stunned for a moment, then sat up, and was startled to feel the severe pain in his lower back. He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed it, and felt the deep concave fingerprints in shock——this must be someone holding his lower back. , pressing firmly on the fingerprints that were pressed out vividly.

Not only that, but he soon noticed something even more wrong. He struggled to look down, and with the faint light of the fire, he could see something unspeakable, a dense color, and something vaguely there.

He raised his hand and touched it, it looked like some kind of wood, he pulled it hard, only heard a pop, Luo Yueming looked at the light, it turned out to be a bracelet.

To say it is a bracelet seems inappropriate.Because this bracelet is made of finely carved round beads made of fine sandalwood.It was roughly the size of a night pearl the size of a pigeon's egg, and it was densely engraved with a lot of Sanskrit.

With the ink in Luo Yueming's stomach, he could pat his thigh and say "I don't understand" without blushing.The buddha beads were still a little warm and greasy to the touch, and the fingertips were glowing with crystal water, the firelight reflected Luo Yue Mingjun's face flushed, and his back fell on the stone wall behind him, his heart was as indescribably ashes.

What the hell happened?

After waking up, instead of being in a magnificent palace, he was actually lying in a dilapidated Taoist temple, not only that, but also lying naked on the dilapidated door panel.Forget it, let alone the deep fingerprints on the waist, and a string of Buddhist beads?

What kind of enmity and resentment is this? It can't be done by himself, right?

Although he couldn't understand what bird feathers were in Sanskrit on the beads, Luo Yueming could barely make out the two large characters "Ming Shi" on the beads, which seemed to be his current name.

I don't know why, but it sounds like a dharma name to cut off love.Luo Yueming looked around, but couldn't find any clothes, so she scratched her head depressedly.

With a scratch, he was startled.

Wool, his wool, where is Mao Mao?

It’s fine if there’s no one there, why is there no one on the top of the head?Not only was a single hair gone, but he also touched six spots that looked like scars.