I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

"When did we start?" Xiaolong had already turned back into a human form, and the two returned home.

The little guy sat firmly and well-behaved in front of Ji Xiaqing, with the corners of his lips raised high.

If it is still in the shape of a dragon, the tail should have already shaken out a phantom.

But she was surprised to find that the person in front of her seemed to be distracted.

Ji Xiaqing propped his chin and looked at the scenery outside the window, feeling a mess in his mind.

What is the fifth hold, the gods, and the tower master are all secondary, but the most important thing is the two possibilities that Manstein said casually.

I didn't care about it at the time, but now that I think about it, it makes people ignorant.

The hoarse, ugly and sharp voice seemed to be engraved in his mind, and it was still echoing in his ears.

"Which one do you think it is?"

Is it possessiveness, or hope?

At that time, I was decisive, and I didn't care much about what the little guy was thinking, but when I saw the scale-exploding little dragon, I was suddenly touched by something deep in my heart.

"Hey, hello! Ah Qing? Master?" Xiaolong scurried back and forth in front of her, shaking his hands crazily in front of her eyes, almost waving his hands.

His Majesty Qingdi came to his senses, looked at Xiaolong who looked excited but somewhat bewildered, and suddenly wanted to hear her answer.

"Xiaolong, come here." She beckoned.

Su Bai obediently sat in front of her.

Ji Xiaqing moved a small chair and stood on it so that he could temporarily look down on Xiaolong who was sitting there. He fished out the medicine box beside him, took out iodine wine and cotton swabs, and asked seemingly casually, "What did you think at that time?" What? You are so tit-for-tat with your second senior brother."

Su Bai grinned, "You are my master, who will I help if I don't help you?"

Ji Xiaqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and without saying anything, pinched Xiaolong's chin and held her in front of him. With a slight force in his hands, the little guy's chin was raised, and a cotton swab dipped in iodine lightly pressed against the corner of her forehead. Wound.

It's just that I feel a little lost in my heart, which is even more disappointing than those two answers.

Heh, it seems that he underestimated this child, and he didn't speak many truths.

She has such a good relationship with Manstein, and he has only known her for a few days?The master-student relationship was determined only a few hours ago.

Sure enough, the heirs are all actors.

Then take what they need, she gets the news she wants from Xiaolong, and teaching Xiaolong the forbidden technique is her reward.

As for the appearance of the little guy, and the kindness of taking him out of the coffin...

If it's really the worst outcome, then I won't shoot you.

It's fair.

As she thought about it, she exerted a little force on her hand.

"Master, it hurts." Su Bai looked at Ji Xiaqing aggrievedly, his red dragon eyes were moist.

Ji Xiaqing snorted and scuffed Xiaolong's long hair angrily, and rumpled it into a mess, "The staff said you can't take the long-distance flight right away, but you didn't listen, and they had to call a bunch of people to dig you out. I don’t know how much you have to pay for such a big pit.”

Yes, Xiaolong used the standard face brake again when he landed on his return journey.

Fortunately, this time His Majesty Qingdi jumped the dragon with quick eyes and hands, and then watched a large group of people running over to dig the soil to save the little guy from the side of the big pit with twitching corners of his mouth.

She still hasn't forgotten the fact that the little guy shook his scales with his head and then splashed mud all over his body, and when he thinks of His Majesty the Qing Emperor, he gets very angry.

Then, of course, he was injured again.

When Su Bai heard the loss, his face collapsed, and he muttered in a low voice, "500 credits, why don't they grab it!"

Ji Xiaqing was amused by the little guy, sighed, moved his hands a little more gently, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, anyway, you don't have any debts to bear now."

The burden of 100 million credit points is on this underage little dragon, and he doesn't know how much he has suffered to become like this today, counting every penny.

"Finally, I don't have to calculate how much money is left every day," Xiaolong sighed, with some emotion in his words, "The most terrifying nightmare I have ever had is that I lost all my money."

"That night I woke up scared and cried all night."

His Majesty Qingdi just prepared to treat Xiaolong's gentle appearance and heart as indifferent as steel, a little shaken and soft.

"Can I make gold now!" Xiaolong was suddenly excited, "I didn't get a few cards in every event, oh yes yes, Chidi has a beautiful card re-engraved! This time I will definitely go!"

His Majesty Qingdi exerted force with his hands, and the veins on his head protruded.

"Oh, oh, oh, master, it hurts!"

"Unpromising guy." With a dark face, Ji Xiaqing broke off the cotton swab forcefully, threw it into the trash can, turned around to get the gauze, and sighed long.

Facing that face, I couldn't be cruel.

"Why are you sighing?" Xiaolong jumped up to her again, with a tense expression, like a puppy who has made a mistake and demolished his house, carefully looking at his master, "I don't krypton, I'll just say hello .”

Ji Xiaqing stared at Xiaolong's face, looked at her well-behaved face, said nothing, picked up the gauze, and carefully covered the wound on her forehead.

Xiaolong leaned back slightly, looked closely at Xiao Naibao's focused face, and slowly sketched the girl's grown-up appearance in his mind.

It should be very beautiful.

She was at a loss and at a loss: Ah Qing seemed to be angry for a moment just now.

Because of krypton gold?Or because of the Red Emperor?Feel like you're playing games?

She stared blankly at the girl, her thoughts wandering.

She had to admit that she was not that pure in her thoughts about girls.

Pretending to be a mindless little fool is her way of survival after escaping from the control of the tower master. She treats everyone like this, including the little milk bag.

Actually?

Observe, record, gain trust, obtain intelligence, control and report when necessary.

She is the fourth in line heir to the Tower of Babel, how could she be so silly and sweet.

It's for profit—at least for the first time, it's for profit.

It's just that the two days of getting along are not quite the same as she imagined.In the little milk bag, she felt an unprecedented tacit understanding, a kind of comfort and comfort that she had been with for a long time.

To sum up, it is probably that the two of them have their own ghosts, but they get along very happily.

But the person in front of him was like a cloud of fog, which he couldn't grasp or see through.

She was a little apprehensive and tense from nowhere.

"Ah Qing?" She spoke softly, with a little milky voice.

"I'm not angry," Ji Xiaqing said helplessly without looking at her, "No, I think you can control yourself and not go too far."

Xiaolong chuckled, "I don't krypton, I promise you I won't krypton."

Ji Xiaqing smiled, reached out and pinched Su Bai's face.

"Lesson one, don't make promises so easily."

While talking, she took a step back with a smile, ready to pack her things, and muttered, "I don't think you can resist Chidi's temptation...Ah!"

His Majesty Qingdi forgot that he was standing on a small bench.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Su Bai fished the little milk bag that was about to fall into her arms, but she herself fell to the ground because of too much force and became the meat pad of the small milk bag.

The two looked at each other.

too close.

Ji Xiaqing suddenly looked at that face so closely, and his expression became dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the past.

Xiaolong frowned slightly.

Here comes the nasty feeling.

Ah Qing looked at her own face, but not at herself, but at another person across time and space.

With a turn of the little dragon's brain, he yelled sweetly, "Master~"

Ji Xiaqing shuddered instantly, jumped out of Xiaolong's arms, and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms vigorously, "Just call me Ah Qing, don't call me that."

Su Bai nodded with a smile, but murmured in his heart.

No way.

Ah Qing, at first glance, it was a title someone had used before.

The arrogance in Xiaolong's bones does not allow Ji Xiaqing to confuse himself with other people.

"When do we start class?" The little guy leaned over again, his eyes bright.

"Let's start tomorrow night," Ji Xiaqing thought for a while, "The textbook is "Introduction to Charms" written by Emperor Qing, you should be able to get it."

Xiaolong patted his chest, "There is an electronic version in the terminal, you can start tonight!"

"No," Ji Xiaqing shook his head, "I have to read it first, some content may be deleted, and some content is not very accurate, I will modify it as appropriate."

"Delete?" Xiaolong asked confusedly.

"Deletion," Ji Xiaqing nodded, and muttered in a low voice, "Fifth is not used to certain theories."

Su Bai watched Ji Xiaqing unfold the terminal, frowned at the electronic version of "Introduction to Charms" under the light, and occasionally wrote and drew some symbols that he couldn't understand.

The little milk bag who is working seriously under the light suddenly has a different charm.

It's damn intellectually sexy.

She suddenly had an expectation: the soul she brought out from the Qing Emperor's resting place might be very strong, very strong, stronger than anyone imagined.

Something has to be done.

Xiaolong's eyes rolled around.

Ji Xiaqing was writing some basic lesson plans when suddenly a fluffy head squeezed in beside her. With a silly smile on Su Bai's face, it rubbed against her hand.

"Why?" Ji Xiaqing suspected that he really had a dog.

Xiaolong had an embarrassing smile on his face, "I want to play games."

His Majesty Qingdi stopped, his voice was a little chilly, and he asked slowly, "Going to see Chidi?"

"Qingdi." Xiaolong smiled cautiously.

Seeing the face of the little milk bag in front of him, Su Bai relaxed a lot, and nodded slightly.

Sure enough, the problem is here.

"Together?" She went a step further and extended the invitation generously.

Ah Qing will definitely accept it, she likes Emperor Qing so much.

Xiaolong thought happily, and praised his wit.

Playing games together is of course the best way to get closer!

His Majesty Qingdi's hands froze again.

To go, or not to go?

This is a problem.