The enemy has a crush on me

"Dragon! It's really rain! This is the first time I've been exposed to rain!"

Yinglong has the ability to control the rain, and occasionally the female demon loses control of her mana and runs away accidentally, and the plowing mounds will rain heavily.

The restless, scorching heat of the earth was gradually tamed in the patter of rain.

When it rained for the first time on the vast barren hill, Nuba was so happy that she ran around in the rain barefoot.

Her beautiful hair was also wet, her exquisite skirt was wet, her elegant makeup was also torn, and her clean feet were covered with dirty mud.

On the face it is happy.

This obviously wasn't her first time in the rain.

The first time was in the north of Ruoshui, but she wanted to die at that time, and was soaked by a heavy rain, so she didn't want to mention it again.

She didn't want to mention it, and Ying Long didn't intend to mention it again.

Ying Long held a jug of wine in his hand and looked at her from a distance.

She ran for a while, stopped, looked at her dirty skirt, spun it around, and found that she could still spin it, so she said to the dragon: "Long, let me dance for you. The weather is so good , should be accompanied by a dance!"

She is a goddess in the sky, and her dancing posture is very beautiful, and ordinary people have no chance to see her.Ying Long took a sip of wine, and saw more and more mud flying and splashing on her body with the hem of her skirt.

After one dance, half of her skirt was dirty, and she only had time to wipe the mud off her face, so she asked excitedly, "Did I dance well?"

Ying Long said, "It's beautiful."

After hearing this, she turned around a few times triumphantly, and sneezed several times in joy and sorrow after turning around.

Yinglong stopped the rain.

For the first time, she experienced the rain without distraction, and she was so excited that she didn't hesitate to stain her skirt, and even felt that the future days would not be so sad.

But in the following hundreds of years, dancing in the rain occasionally turned out to be her only pastime on the fierce plow mound.

Ying Long's recovery from her injuries was terrible, and it took hundreds of years to barely suppress the drought-causing power in her body by half.

There is nothing on the deserted plow mound, not to mention living things, and often for many days, no sound can be heard.

All that grows in the mountains is loneliness.

It's also hard for Nuba to imagine that such a famous ancient god lived in seclusion on such a barren hill all year round.

She felt a little bored staying here at first, because Ying Long was not good at talking, so she developed the habit of talking to herself.

After a long time, I got used to it.

But Ying Long couldn't use his habit to describe this barren mountain.

The wind blew past him, and he curled up on the stone platform with his eyes closed, becoming a part of the plowed mound.

When there is nothing to do, even if he is awake, Ying Long can remain motionless and silent for a long time, as if he doesn't even know what to do next second.

He is like this barren mountain.

——But he is not entirely a barren mountain.

At night, Yinglong will transform into a prototype and lie down in the pool to watch the sky.

His beautiful scales were wetted by the water, shining more tenderly than water waves.

The long tail is raised up, resting on the edge of the pool, flicking.

Nuba followed suit and looked up at the sky.

The dark sky, the tiny bright stars, and the round moon.

There is nothing else.

But Ying Long can watch it all night.

Looking at it without blinking, the gently wagging tail hides many secrets in the pool.

What is Ying Long looking at?

"Dragon, in a few hundred years, when my drought-causing power is completely suppressed, let's travel the world. I haven't seen the real world yet."

"Those idiots of the human race dare to misunderstand this heavenly girl so much. When I recover, I must deal with them more!"

"I'm going to steal their wheat ears, scare away their chickens, and paint their clothes. When the seasons change, I'll dry them for a while, and when they go out, you'll rain again and drench them. Let They know that Tiannv is not a vegetarian, haha!"

"..."

"Dragon, why don't you speak?"

Ying Long shook his head: "Heavenly girl, when you can control your mana, I won't be able to accompany you anymore."

The girl's smile froze on her face.

"Long, where are you going? Aren't you just like me, alone?"

Ying Long didn't refute her words, but pursed his lips: "I'm going to see someone."

His lips were bloodless.

"I'm going to meet someone, and I have something to tell him."

The nun sits on a tall, dry branch dangling her feet, looking down at the sudden intruder.

"Little mountain demon, what are you doing here?"

"You came to find Ying Long? Ying Long has gone out and will come back in a few days."

It was the reckless young monster who used to lie behind a rock and peek at Ying Long.

It turned out that he was Qing Ze.

Ying Long, Qing Ze has come to look for you.

Although hundreds of years have passed, he came to you.

The nun said: "If you are not in a hurry to leave, just wait here for him to come back."

Anyway, he is going to see you when he comes back.

The girl thought.

Qing Ze shook his head: "Sister Nuba, I'm going to find him. Tell me quickly, where did Ying Long go?"

Oh, young people nowadays are really impatient.

The female demon sighed, and flew down from the dry tree branch: "Yinglong went to the Huai River to help Dayu capture Wuzhi. The world is chaotic outside. If you are such a stupid little monster, don't go looking for him." got hurt on the way."

Qingze got the answer, and finally smiled happily: "Thank you, sister Nuba, I'm already a thousand years old, so I'm not too young."

Qing Ze thanked him and left in a hurry, his weary footsteps became brisk when he came, as if he couldn't suppress his anticipation.

The connection of hearts and mutual affection are naturally worth looking forward to.

The nun snorted and flew back to sit on the branch.

Even if you find it, so what, Ying Long has to seal the drought-causing power for me before he can leave, and you will still have to come back when the time comes.

She wants to be a wax electric candle (bulb) with a super bright wattage.

Sacrifice yourself to illuminate the fierceness.

Forget it, she was idle anyway, she still had to put in some effort to make some preparations before they came back.

In this way, when they came back, what they saw was not an empty barren hill.

Ying Long suppressed most of her drought-causing power, so she can go down the mountain to buy some melons, fruits and cakes for them, and make a pot of wine.Buy some cloth, fake flowers and grass, furniture wood... and arrange the surroundings.

By the way, she also wants to change into a new skirt.This skirt has been worn for so many years, and it is so dirty that it can't be seen.

She bought good food, wove a fruit basket, moved a few big stones to make tables and stools, picked a larger cave, and chiseled a stone bed that was more than enough for any pair of lovers to pretend, and carried it in. I put a few red candles on the bedside, pasted a "Happy" on the wall of the cave in a vulgar way, walked out of the cave, installed two stone doors that were thick enough and sound-proof enough, and simply repaired and decorated the bare tree trunks. There are many fake flowers.

Finally, I put on a new skirt, sat on a branch and swayed my feet and waited.

Ying Long's wish for so many years is about to come true.

Waited day after day.

January after month.

Year by year.

No one appeared at the entrance of the fierce plow mound.

Nuba looked up at the sky.

The dark sky, the tiny bright stars, and the round moon.

There is nothing else.

The nun looked down at the ground.

The small pool where all of Yinglong's thoughts are hidden has been dried up by her.

Ying Long did not come back.

Qing Ze didn't come back either.

They accidentally went too far and forgot their way back.

The mountain was empty, and only she was left.

Come back, come back, come back.

When her mind was just beginning to be chaotic, Nuba also recalled the scene of the first encounter.

The drums of war are beating, and the iron cavalry is attacking.The setting sun was dyed red, and the flames of war stretched to the sky.

The Yellow Emperor lost nine battles against Chi You, and the immortals were desperate and begged for each other sincerely. Finally, the ancient beast Yinglong helped him and defeated the demon army for the first time. They will soon have a decisive battle against the demon army.

She is a god who was born in the later generations, a heavenly girl who is sympathetic to the hardships of all beings, and volunteers to help in the battle, and descends to kill evil spirits.

Wear a beautiful skirt and go down to earth.

The ground was covered with mud, blood, excrement, corpses, and rotting food. The stench was extremely stench, and there was no place to step down.

She walked through the flames of war, through the crowd, through the tents, and stopped.

Wearing a battle armor and holding a long knife, Ying Long was sitting on the ground leaning on a boulder. His body was covered with scars. He looked at the sight of death.

At his feet was a marching canteen.

Others say that what is inside is not water, but the strongest wine in the world.

The nun walked up to him and asked, "Are you a dragon?"

Ying Long raised his eyelids to look at her.

The nun laughed: "You are a dragon."

She patted her chest and said, "I am Ba, and they all call me Tiannv."

Did she ever regret it?

She never regretted it.

When Qing Ze opened his eyes again, there was a slight trembling sound of the keyhole at the door.

The man in the satin shirt came to torture him every day, and the wounds on his body were so painful that he couldn't fall asleep smoothly for two or three days.

When he goes back, Ying Long will definitely torture him.

Thinking of this, Qingze chuckled twice, and frowned again because he pulled the wound.

He was an ancient divine beast, and he was seriously injured because of a surprise attack before. Now, the speed at which the man in the satin shirt increased his wounds could no longer keep up with the speed at which he recovered from his old injuries.Before long, he should be able to get out from here.

This group of people worked so hard for a long time, all in order to arrest themselves and torture them.

But the man in the satin shirt just left today, why did he come back?

It still seems too busy.

Click, click, click.

--wrong.

The man in the satin shirt had never taken so long to open the door.

The small voice is not coherent, and it does not seem to be a key.

Qing Ze wiped the blood from his face, sat up: "Who?"

There was a moment's silence at the door, with no answer, and the faint, intermittent chatter of the keyhole continued.

Could it be that more than one group of people were involved in this matter?

Qing Ze frowned, and said: "If you don't answer, I will call someone loudly."

The voice outside the door fell silent again.

After a while, a familiar voice floated into my ears: "Song Qingze, it's me."

Qing Ze froze in place.

It's Yin Luo.

Yin Luo is still alive.

Yin Luo is still alive, and even came to look for him.

Qing Ze lowered his head and looked at himself——his body was covered in blood and scars, and he was really miserable.

He can go out, but now is not the best time.

If Yin Luo could know that he was still alive, he should know that he didn't need him to save him.

This cell will trap him for a short while, and it is Yin Luo's only chance to leave.

Although going out by himself should bring him back, it is more likely that this "moment" is enough for Yin Luo to spend the rest of his life.

Probably because he was worried about alarming others, Yin Luo didn't make a sound after answering, and continued to try to pry the lock of the door without giving up.

Qing Ze sat quietly in the dark.

There was a dead silence all around, only the sound of metal colliding in the keyhole could be heard.

Click, click, click.

Qing Ze thought for a while, and suddenly said something irrelevant: "Yin Luo, are there any windows outside?"

Click, click, click.

Qing Ze said: "When I opened the door a few times before, I saw a window in the corridor. Yin Luo, look out of the window."

The voice outside the door stopped.

Qingze guessed that Yin Luo might have looked up the window, maybe he hadn't.

Qingze closed his eyes, and described according to his memory: "Yin Luo, can you see the sky through the window? It should be night now. The sky is very dark, the stars are scattered, and there is a bright moon hanging. Have you seen it? "

he asked, and waited.

There was silence outside the door.

Yin Luo should have seen it.

Qing Ze opened his eyes, and said calmly and slowly, "Yin Luo, let's go."

you go.

Before you die, before you completely become a demon.

in your last hours.

Go back to where you should go.

Go where you've worked so hard to get.

you're free.

There was a dead silence inside the door, and a dead silence outside the door.

After a long time, Qingze felt that the hands supporting his body were a little sore, so he dropped them, put them on his knees, and looked at his fingertips, opening and closing them.He lay down on the haystack again, looked at the door as usual, determined to treat Yin Luo's appearance as a dream.

This dream was really interesting, and he decided to let Yin Luo go on a whim.I just hope that after I go out, Yin Luo can see a little bit, cherish this opportunity, and spend the short life he has left.

He was really sleepy after thinking about it, and gradually closed his eyes, but the next second he heard the door being pushed open with a click and then a babble.

Bright light came in from the crack in the door.It was a thin strip at first, and then it turned into a large bright patch.

Qing Ze was blinded by the light, and stretched out his right hand to block his eyes.

Yin Luo closed the door, walked up to Qing Ze, and knelt down.

Before his eyes could adapt to the light, Qingze couldn't see Yin Luo's expression clearly, but he could feel the trembling of his hands slowly caressing his wound.

Qing Ze wanted to comfort him, don't look annoyed, in fact, these are all new injuries, and the old injuries have all healed.When he goes out, he will be safe and sound in two days.

He also wanted to make a joke: Don't you know how to bring a helper when you come to save someone?Ten thousand steps back, you have to give me two crutches!

Although according to Yin Luo's personality, he might not think this joke is funny.

Yin Luo turned around, with her legs bent and her back facing him.

Qing Ze said: "...What are you doing?"

Yin Luo turned his face, pointed to his back with his right hand: "Come up."

Yin Luo waited for a while, found no movement behind him, turned around and looked at Qing Ze, put his hands on his shoulders without any explanation, lifted the young man's legs with both hands, and carried Qing Ze on his back.

Qing Ze was not very heavy, but after Yin Luo carried him on his back, his figure still shook slightly, and he gritted his teeth before barely standing up straight.

Qingze watched his movements, and suddenly understood something vaguely, the smile on his mouth disappeared.

The tunnel was very long, and Yin Luo was worried about being discovered, and his thoughts were tense. He silently recited the road choices on the map of the maze, and he was silently relieved when he saw the surrounding roads gradually becoming familiar.

Qing Ze looked at the gradually widening road, and said into Yin Luo's ear: "Your back hurts me a lot."

His breath sprayed into the man's cochlea, causing the person carrying him to shudder/shudder slightly, thin goosebumps appeared on the skin around the ears, and the tips of the ears turned strangely red.

But Yin Luo didn't respond to Qing Ze's complaints, and didn't even stop for a moment with his slow but firm steps.

Qing Ze looked at his silent back, and also fell silent.

He thought about many places Yin Luo would want to go in the end, but he never thought that it would be here.

He couldn't get anything Yin Luo wanted.

—if he guessed right.