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

Su Bai feels that every time he concentrates on thinking, time always passes extremely fast.

Just like every time she played a holographic game and stared at His Majesty Qingdi's face, the time disappeared almost in a trance.

Another example is this time, she has already left two or three times in the middle, to appease her stomach, solve the washing problem so that she can wash up and go to bed at any time, and even swayed back and forth in front of Ah Qing barefoot in a loose bathrobe many times, constantly hinting It was already late at night, but the reaction he got was that the suddenly sober Ah Qing grabbed her and asked her to put on her shoes.

"How many times have I said it, I'm not afraid of freezing." His Majesty Qingdi didn't seem to notice Xiaolong's loose bathrobe at all, and he was grabbing Xiaolong's thin ankle and forcibly giving it to the young and energetic young man. After putting on his shoes, Long, who is not afraid of the cold, stared blankly at the stack of white papers in front of him, and began to think deeply.

Ah, Ah Qing didn't seem to be aware of those indescribable little thoughts in Xiaolong's head.

Su Bai gritted his teeth in resentment, curled his lips, fastened the tie of his bathrobe, and covered his neck tightly, then moved a small mat, and sat down beside Ah Qing who had been shrinking in the vacuum of Fite data in the entrance.

Ah Qing had a stack of white paper in his hand, and it was scattered on the ground at his feet, and there were several poor crumpled pieces of paper in the distance, which were thrown into the distance.

She held her chin and looked at Ah Qing, who was sitting among the piles of papers—every piece of paper was densely filled with small letters with clear handwriting, and Ah Qing was holding her chin, biting a pen in her mouth, her brows were furrowed, and she was thinking carefully with.

Even if he just learned that Rommel may have joined that society with an impure background a long time ago, even if he learned the truth about the extinction of human beings before, Ah Qing has never been so serious.

What might be the problem? It was really difficult for Ah Qing.

What would be the problem if it was difficult for Ah Qing?

Xiaolong also became serious. She randomly picked up a piece of white paper from the ground and looked at it intently.

So many names.

"Oh, I'm choosing a flower name." His Majesty Qingdi heard the sound of paper flipping around him, recovered his senses, looked at Xiaolong beside him, and nodded his head seriously, "I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't think of it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head to study those names again.

There was no intention of coaxing the girlfriend who had been left out for several hours in front of her.

Su Bai silently kneaded the piece of paper into a ball expressionlessly, grinding his teeth frantically.

"Don't be confused with those balls of paper." Ji Xiaqing heard the sound of the crisp paper being crumpled, looked up, then lowered his head again, continuing to be engrossed in the name.

It turns out that flower names are more important than me.

Xiaolong looked up at the sky, and decided to ignore Ah Qing for the rest of the day.

It's late at night, eleven thirty.

Well, ignore three for 10 minutes at least!

She pouted, angrily threw the ball of paper on the ground, looked at the other balls of paper, and was stunned.

Ah Qing’s exhortation just now is still in his ears: “Don’t confuse with those paper balls.” Xiaolong tilted his head to look at the paper balls on the ground curiously, then raised his head to look at Ah Qing who seemed to have ignored his intentions at all, and flinched. With his lips, he picked up the farthest ball of paper that had been thrown, unfolded it carefully, and looked at it.

From top to bottom, several names are written rigorously.

Nangong Tiezhu, Shangguan Goudan, Cuihua sauerkraut...

Perhaps the most serious ones are Sun Erniang and Pan Jinlian.

But Xiaolong's intuition told her that these two names didn't seem to be very good to Ah Qing.

Otherwise, why put it together with Shangguan Goudan?

She silently kneaded the piece of paper back into a ball, silently put it back in its original place, then pursed her lips tightly, stared at the paper ball, and kicked it out.

The ball of paper gurgles and rolls further away.

"I've drafted a few names," Ji Xiaqing finally pulled his eyes out of the papers, came back to his senses, and handed over the top blank paper.

Xiaolong turned his head, "..."

"Look at it?" The paper was persistently passed forward again.

"Is there any more for me?" Su Bai sighed in his heart, took the blank paper, and looked at it while complaining about his bottom line behavior.

"Fa Hai and Xu Xian? It means that the knowledge of law is as vast as the boundless ocean, but do all the teachers promise to become immortal once they learn it?" Xiaolong raised his head blankly, looking at Ji Xiaqing whose forehead was twitching.

"...No, this is a poignant love story, and these two are the protagonist and the villain in the story." If Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen hadn't been occupied by someone, she might have considered this too.

"...Where is the love?" Su Bai's fingers curled slightly, flicking the white paper, but after thinking for a while, he shook his head, "Don't want this."

"Why?" His Majesty Qingdi didn't really want to tell a bloody love story between a snake and a man and a monk at this time, but looked curiously at the couple who didn't know the story but firmly refused this pair of names. the little dragon.

"You said this love story is very poignant. I don't like poignant love stories." Xiaolong said seriously, "I want a happy reunion."

Ji Xiaqing tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly nodded, "It was a happy reunion in the end, the protagonists lived together happily."

Su Bai shook his head silently, and said softly, "What I said didn't mean the same as what you said."

"Every time I read that kind of storybook, I always like to tear off the last page of the book."

"why?"

"In this way, I will never see those boring sentences, such as 'they lived happily together'." Xiaolong lowered his head and said softly, "I don't like the ending of this kind of story."

"Why?" Ji Xiaqing was stunned, "What ending do you want?"

"Because this is not a summary of their future life, but just a description of a momentary state, a summary of the moment when they went through many difficulties and were finally happy," Xiaolong lowered his head and grabbed the edge of her nightgown tie , slowly rolled up, and then slowly let go, "I don't just want any state."

Ji Xiaqing looked at the girl in front of him, feeling a little at a loss.

"Then... what do you want?" She asked softly, reached out to hold Xiaolong's hand that was holding the tie of the nightgown, slowly put her palm in, and then turned her hand back, clasping her fingers tightly.

"If I were a writer, I would write a long diary," Xiaolong plucked up his courage, and looked at her seriously, "I would write about the trivial things they experienced every day, the smell of fireworks, their quarrels, I will also write about their reconciliation as before, until the story ends forever."

She will write that they can not only experience those wind and rain together, but also experience those boring and difficult long and ordinary years together.

Ji Xiaqing was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed lightly, and stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of Xiaolong's nose.

Su Bai wrinkled his nose, but he didn't hide.

"Then you must not be a good writer." His Majesty Qingdi smiled, grabbed Xiaolong's hand with a little strength, and hugged the person in front of him.

Her other hand skillfully wrapped around the waist of the person in front of her, and the whole dragon just sat in Ji Xiaqing's arms.

Su Bai was startled, hesitated for a while, then slowly placed his head on the neck of the man in front of him, and then took a deep breath.

"You can't be a good writer. How can you write stories like this? It doesn't arouse readers' desire to read at all," Ji Xiaqing chuckled in her ear, with a relaxed and cheerful tone, and the warmth that spewed out seemed to be incapable. The spread is generally caged in her ears, "Well, except for me."

"What?" Su Bai raised his head slightly and looked at her in surprise.

"I said, except for me." Ji Xiaqing looked at Xiaolong in front of him, and the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger, "I would like to read the trivial things you wrote until the end of the story."

Xiaolong's lips trembled slightly, and then he plunged his head into the socket of Ji Xiaqing's shoulder, with a little sob in his voice, "You still say that I always talk about earthy love stories!"

Obviously she is the best at talking.

Ji Xiaqing laughed twice, and looked at the various flower names that he had carefully selected for a long time.

All kinds of love stories.

She laughed, shook her head, and put them all aside.

Then she hugged Xiaolong's back with one hand, and put the other around her knees, exerting a little force on her abdomen.She stood up and hugged Xiaolong horizontally.

"Ah Qing!" Su Bai wrapped his arms around her neck in shock, his neck was stiff, like a chicken whose wings were caught.

Then, without a doubt, she blushed.

"Princess hug?" She muttered in a low voice, then slowly leaned her stiff head on Ji Xiaqing's shoulder, raised her head, and looked at Ah Qing's beautiful side face from this angle.

His Majesty Qingdi gave the person in his arms a vicious touch, causing several exclamations of shame and dissatisfaction, and his small fists of resentment rained down on her shoulder.

"It's so late?" Ji Xiaqing let the person in his arms hammer his chest, and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

The twelve o'clock bell just struck, and Taiyi went off the assembly line on time.

Ji Xiaqing's lips curled up harshly, and she walked towards the bedroom with the person in her arms.

"noob."

"Huh?" Xiaolong finally put away the claws that scratched the person's shoulders, and continued to wrap his hands around her neck obediently.

"Do you know what twelve o'clock means?"

"What does it mean?" Xiaolong blushed again.

"It means that the nightlife has just begun." His Majesty Qingdi laughed.

Then the little dragon in his arms exploded again without a doubt, his claws kept scratching her shoulders, his face was flushed red.

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"Is this the nightlife you're talking about?" Su Bai, who had been waiting nervously for a long time, looked at His Majesty Qingdi, who rushed to bed after washing, took out the terminal and began to choose his name, his face turned dark.

"What do you think it is?" His Majesty Qingdi held the dragon in his arms, "Is there some content that cannot be broadcast?"

Xiaolong pouted.

"Don't worry, it will be soon." Ji Xiaqing laughed, then opened the forum interface and clicked to speak.

【Please register flower name first】

A prompt window pops up on the terminal page, and there is a link at the bottom, which is the flower name library.

"This club is very friendly to my difficulty in choosing," Ji Xiaqing manipulated a few times skillfully, and called up another page.

"Here, draw automatically." She handed her terminal to Xiaolong, "You draw for me, and I will use whatever I get."

"Even if it's Shangguan Goudan, you still use it?" Xiaolong frowned and looked at this person.

This name really caused her a lot of shock.

"..." His Majesty Qingdi was silent for a while, then shook his head silently, "Forget it, then draw again."

Xiaolong pouted, but he wasn't angry at all. He casually covered Ji Xiaqing's terminal page with his fingers.

Countless characters began to flicker and dance until they condensed into two words.

"Truman? [1]" Ji Xiaqing's eyes widened in surprise.

It doesn't seem like an auspicious name.

"It's pretty nice." Xiaolong didn't know what the name meant, his eyes were a little bright, and he looked at Ji Xiaqing, "What do you think?"

Ji Xiaqing laughed.

It's just a name, as long as it doesn't sound bad, does it matter if it's auspicious or not?

Well, the most important thing is that Xiaobai really likes it.

"It's your turn," Xiaolong flipped out his nickname page and handed it to Ji Xiaqing beside him, smiling.

His Majesty Qingdi looked at her helplessly, "What do you use for what you draw, even if it is Nangong Tiezhu?"

"Well," Xiaolong's eyes narrowed with a smile, "Even if it's Nangong Tiezhu."

"If you really get it, I'll change it to Shangguan Goudan to accompany you." Ji Xiaqing sighed, and pressed Xiaolong's terminal page.

The data was fixed at a name that Ji Xiaqing was not very familiar with.

"Windsor." Xiaolong read out, with a smile on his lips, "it's also very nice."

She looked at Ji Xiaqing, probably knowing that this person had some understanding of the meaning of these names, so she asked, "What does this mean?"

"I don't know everything," His Majesty Qingdi sighed helplessly, "I just remember that it should be a duke."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking about the historical figures in her memory.

I don't have any impression, I just remember that he is a person with a bit of a story, otherwise I, a guy who doesn't love history at all, would never have heard of this name.

"Are you sure?" Xiaolong raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"Sure." Ji Xiaqing nodded.

The two pressed their fingers at the same time, so the two names appeared in the upper left corner of their respective terminal page APP, glowing with golden light.

Truman, and Windsor.

If, if there is such a thing in the world, His Majesty Qing Emperor may say it when he misses this day one day.

"It was not bad to choose Shangguan Goudan and Nangong Tiezhu."

"What's next?" Xiaolong rubbed his hands excitedly.

She knew that Ah Qing was so obsessed with nicknames not just because she simply wanted a nice name—it was impossible.

The most important thing is that the forum can only speak after being named.

"We have to take our time," Xiaolong took a deep breath, without any sleepiness, and planned his next move, "Why don't you answer Rommel's question first? Post more posts, feed your account, so we can ask some questions." There will be no doubts when there are key issues.”

Ji Xiaqing looked at the excited Xiaolong with strange eyes, "Have you ever been in the navy?"

"what?"

"It's okay," His Majesty Qingdi shook his head, and replied thoughtfully, "It's true that you can't ask key questions right away, but you can't post a lot of posts right away."

"Why?" Xiaolong frowned at her.

She just wants to find the truth quickly and solve these mysteries.

"We can't hide it from anyone when we come today," Ji Xiaqing analyzed, "The protective cover is obviously designed to prevent the outside but not the inside. As long as it is a little bit taller, it would have seen the dragon outside at that time. If today Suddenly two new accounts appeared and started flooding with posts, and any fool would know who it was."

"That's true." Xiaolong nodded, "Then what are we doing now?"

Ji Xiaqing picked up the quilt with one hand, took Xiaolong into his arms with the other hand, and lay down carelessly, "Sleep."

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But in the community covered by the high mountains, the lights are still brightly lit, like countless stars in the dark night, shining brightly and firmly.

"Ah, we haven't touched any fish since the team leader came back." Someone muttered in Rommel's office, with a tone of laziness and reverence, "The team leader is simply a workaholic."

"The team leader hasn't been back for so long. The work of our group is much easier than other groups in the club. You can have fun secretly. The team leader will stay for a short time, and soon he will be able to fish again."

"Huh? Why do you say the team leader will stay here for a short time?"

"...I said, you really didn't see the... identity of the team leader in the Tower of Babel?" Someone asked furtively.

The air suddenly fell silent.

Who doesn't recognize it!

The largest and most famous institution in Ether, Ether College, is the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office and the third heir to the Tower of Babel. It often appears in various news. It is not a secret that the burly man likes to wear pink accessories .

Although the colleagues in the club found this place by themselves and chose to join, going against the mainstream is still a matter that requires courage, and persistence is even more important.

It's still pretty exciting to see such a heavyweight join the team.

Rommel can be said to be a banner.

"Isn't the team leader locked up? Why did you come here?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"Maybe there are people from us in the confinement room." Someone muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Rommel opened the door of his office and appeared in front of everyone, with a brilliant and majestic smile on his face, looking extremely funny.

But no one dared to laugh, so they all buried themselves in their work with social animal smiles.

Rommel glanced around, nodded, and quickly left with a document.

After he left for a while, the office regained a little vitality, and everyone started a happy fishing life again.

"Hey, tell me, team leader, why don't you hide your habits and figure at all..."

The office fell into silence again.

Rommel walked slowly on the promenade, and suddenly remembered the gaze that peeped at him through the one-way glass today.

He frowned, turned his feet, and went to the monitoring room first.

"Leader Lu." The person on duty in the monitoring room hurriedly stood up and nodded at him.

Rommel nodded back, and thought for a while, "Can you see the surveillance in the corridor outside the office of our No. [-] Action Team today?"

The person on duty had an awkward yet polite smile on his face.

"Then today's monitoring outside the protective cover, can I watch it?"

The awkwardness in the smile widens.

Rommel was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, "Sorry to bother you."

The attendant hurriedly waved his hand, with a bright yet bitter smile on his face, "Don't mind, this is my duty."

"Good job," Rommel patted him on the shoulder, "Keep going."

The watchman breathed a sigh of relief.

The hand on his shoulder hit him hard on the neck.

With a bang, the person passed out.

Rommel put the person on the chair, quickly clicked on the master monitoring equipment, and found the monitoring outside the corridor at the time when he was spied on today.

But the surveillance video had already been processed, and the two of them were shrouded in thick fog.

Rommel frowned slightly, and then found the surveillance outside the protective cover.

It is also a mosaic black dragon.

He carefully screened each frame of the picture with his eyes, and suddenly, a happy smile appeared on his lips.

The black dragon's tail was pointed - with a metallic sheen.

He was familiar with it, it was a gift from him and Manstein to someone.

"Xiaobai." He whispered softly, with a complicated expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

He looked at the person lying on the chair, shook his head with a wry smile, picked up the document and turned away.

"Captain, it's me." He knocked on the door of the topmost office.

"Come in." A hoarse and sharp voice sounded from inside the door.

Rommel opened the door and saw a man covered in a large black robe.The man sat behind the desk and nodded slightly when he saw him.

A section of iron chin was exposed under the hood of the black robe.

Rommel hesitated and showed him the cover of the document in his hand.

"Fighting Plan"

The man in black was silent for a while, then pressed a button on the table.

Rommel took a step forward, sat opposite the man, and handed over the documents.

The man in black robe took the document with his hand covered under the black robe, flipped through it, and nodded after a while, "Very good."

"However, this plan has a name that only you and I know."

"You say."

The man in black looked out the window, his eyes hidden under the black robe did not fluctuate at all.

"How to Train Your Dragon."

Rommel took a breath, nodded after a while, hesitated for a while, moved the stool forward, and reported, "Captain, Xiaobai and humans are here today."

"I know," the man in black nodded, "Don't knock your comrades out next time."

"Zhishen knew it was wrong." Rommel lowered his head, still calling himself by his flower name, "Then I... should be recognized by them, leader, how should I deal with it?"

"It's all within the scope of the arrangements," the man in black tapped his fingers on the table, his voice was dull, "Go and tell them tomorrow that your teacher asked you to come."

Rommel raised his head in shock.

"How could they believe such a poor lie?"

"No, that human will believe it, and this reason is not bad." The man in black said indifferently, and then knocked on the table to signal.

This is what it means to send a guest.

Rommel stood up blankly and took his leave.

He didn't realize until halfway through the journey - he should still be in confinement, how could he go back in a fair manner?

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"Aha! You despicable traitor! Shameless beast! Your vain body can't hide the weakness of your heart! Feite surrounds you! Raise your hands! Fifty electronic hands/mines are aiming at you!"

"Rommel?" Xiaolong just woke up and heard Feite's violent shout. He wandered hazily to the door and opened the door. He saw a furious Rommel, so he looked at the small camera beside him speechlessly, "Fite , can't you change the words?"

In fact, the moment Xiaolong saw Rommel, he was already awake a lot, but soon covered the shock in his eyes with his sleepy eyes, and muttered, "Aren't you still in confinement? Why? , sneaked out?"

Rommel pretended not to understand Xiaolong's temptation, walked in with breakfast, and sighed, "The notice just came, I was released, because I, the heir, cannot be absent from the Youth Dragon Clan Conference that is about to start." He said Putting the breakfast for two on the table, he looked at the human being who was still washing, and motioned for her to come over.

"There is something I have to confess to you." He sat in front of the two, his eyes serious and serious, "It was me you saw yesterday."

The two looked at each other with no expression on their faces.

Rommel was surprised by Xiaobai's rapidly growing expression of emotion and anger, and continued to say calmly, "The teacher asked me to go."

This time, Xiaolong was completely shocked and astonished.

Ji Xiaqing next to him muttered, "I knew it."

She looked at Rommel confidently, "Are you going to be an undercover agent?"

The author has something to say: [1]: The Truman World [2]: The Duke of Windsor

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