What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

As he gradually left the illusion, Xue Qing felt a powerful pulling sensation from his fingertips, as if his soul was about to be torn away together.

The sober mind even began to feel dizzy.

To create an illusion, does the reaction need to be so big?

Xue Qing was flustered, and subconsciously wanted to grasp the hand in his hand, but it was in vain.

He felt bad and was about to open his eyes, but the dizziness that troubled him suddenly disappeared.

What was in front of him was not the fantasy realm he had originally imagined, but another fantasy realm.

Xue Qing returned to that hut alone again, the hut where everything fell apart.

The courtyard is bleak, like autumn.

Xue Qing stood alone at the entrance of the courtyard. He wanted to enter the courtyard, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Could it be that he is not A Piao this time?

Xue Qing touched the fence surrounding the yard curiously, and then unexpectedly discovered...

He is now A Piao who will be blocked by the enchantment.

It seems that the protective ability of this enchantment is quite advanced, even the wandering spirit form is also blocked.

Xue Qing thought helplessly.

But now he seems to have no other choice except to go into the courtyard, because the small courtyard is surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, like a place where the scenes in the game have not been modeled and rendered.

He can only move around the courtyard.

At this moment, Xue Qing remembered the beads Xu Kong gave him earlier.

He fumbled for the bead named "Xuanlongzhu" from his bag, and tentatively touched the barrier, but he didn't expect that the barrier that blocked him would melt like ice and snow in fire, disappearing bit by bit.

Xue Qing walked into the courtyard, the courtyard was empty, and he walked into the house again.

As expected, there was still only the familiar boy in the room, sitting alone leaning on the desk.

This time the boy had a face, he propped his head up, from this angle, Xue Qing could only see his raised and thick eyelashes.

Xue Qing had nothing to do and didn't know what to do, so he sat on the table next to the boy.

He watched the boy stand still for a long time, and said to himself: "I always see you unhappy."

It's a pity that the boy couldn't hear his voice.

When he came to this hut, Xue Qing was familiar with the first time and the second time. He knew that he could not forcefully leave this world, so he naturally waited for the opportunity to get out.

"Bang bang—" the sound of the barrier being knocked came from outside.

But the young man inside seemed to have never heard of it, and was still staring at the bamboo behind the house outside the window in a daze.

Something is wrong with the teenager.

He seemed to have turned into a frozen statue, unresponsive to everything outside.

Xue Qing moved closer, and now he could see the boy's face completely.

It was a familiar face.

A face that Xue Qing can see in the mirror every day.

It's just that the young man's expression at this time is melancholy, as if he has lost his soul.

"Why do we look so alike?"

"Can you tell me, who are you?"

Xue Qing's voice was low.

He couldn't figure out that this boy who had dreamed many times, who had the same appearance as him, looked so sad now.

But the only person present could not answer him.

The sound of the enchantment being touched by mana continued.

"Qingqing!"

There was a shout from outside the door.

Are you calling him?

Xue Qing stood up, while the young man next to him was still sitting in a daze.

If Xue Qing hadn't seen the slight movement of his pupils due to this shout, he would have thought that the boy in front of him had really become a lifeless puppet.

Outside the barrier of the courtyard was a tall man with green eyes, his black hair tied up like satin, and a black crow was parked beside him.

This man with black hair and blue eyes is Ao Lie.

I don't know what happened to make him turn into white hair later.

Seeing that Ao Lie still wanted to touch the barrier, Hei Ya persuaded him: "Young master, you can't break the barrier of the Profound Dragon Ball..."

The dragon royal family with pure blood can get a mysterious dragon ball that matches their own magic power when they reach adulthood.

As long as the will of the master is in place, even the closest person can hardly break the barrier constructed by the mysterious dragon balls.

"You said that the father and the queen killed that man?"

Ao Lie seemed to have thought of something, he withdrew his hand, turned around and asked Hei Ya in a low voice.

"Back to the young master, the king and queen just went to teach him a lesson, it didn't happen..."

The black crow's dark eyes moved.

"When did this happen?"

Hearing this, Ao Lie's face darkened, and he took a step forward.

The black crow bird leaned on its body, respectful.

"A few days ago, at Lingyin Temple."

The second prince of the Dragon Clan is green all over, and he is the only green dragon in the world.

The Dragon King and Queen placed high hopes on this, but they didn't realize that the little master was unwilling to really transform into a dragon because of a mortal, and even refused to go back to the Dragon Palace.

How could the Dragon King and Dragon Queen allow such things, even if this man has a noble status in the mortal world?

In front of their monsters, mortals have no power to fight back.

"He actually carved his name with the little master on the Three Lives Stone, in a vain attempt to delay the life of the little master."

When he reported these things to the Dragon Queen of the Dragon Palace, the elegantly dressed woman had a cold face.

"How many lives...?"

"Ah."

Fingers dyed black slowly fastened the pearl on the seat.

"That would make him go out of his wits."

Her voice was cold, giving orders mercilessly.

"My disobedient child, it's time to return to the embrace of Dragon Palace."

"Confused!"

After hearing what the black crow said, Ao Lie waved his sleeves heavily.

Naturally, Ao Lie didn't want his younger brother to be with that mortal, and he didn't want his younger brother to delay Hualong because of this.

It's just that he knows that if this mortal is removed suddenly, his younger brother will definitely be sad.

It's better to let them centrifuge first, and then get rid of them.

"Why are you so rash?"

Ao Lie snorted coldly.

"This mortal is unusual, except for the fact that he wasted a lot of effort..."

This is the most troublesome mortal that Crow has ever met.

Although he is a mortal human body, he has the potential to cultivate to attain the Tao. With a mortal body, he has repelled many demons.

You know, this is the most elite monster in Dragon Palace.

Fortunately, in order to protect an amulet on his body, this person showed his flaws, and they succeeded in one blow.

The tall man fell to the ground on the pool of blood, but the chill in those phoenix eyes still made people's heart jump.

"give him."

All he had left was his breath, holding the blood-stained amulet in his hand.

The wounded demon stabbed him again.

This time it stabbed straight from between his eyebrows, leaving a hole that was bleeding.

"Qingqing."

He was speechless.

His fragile life passed away along with his breath.

The threat of death pressed from the fingertips to the slowly stagnant heart and the brain that gradually lost its lucidity.

Summer is coming, and the flowers of the Sala trees in Lingyin Temple are about to bloom.

He cannot die.

Qingqing is still waiting for him.

As if returning to the light, the man's hand holding the amulet suddenly tightened.

But he died anyway.

Everyone in the world knows that the son who is like jade in the world is astonishingly talented and unparalleled in talent.

But people in the world don't know that he finally died silently in the mountains deep in the temple, amidst the dust and blood all over the ground.

Die when everything is over, before going home.

Confirm that the man has lost his last breath.

Crow took the form of a human and snatched the amulet from his hand.

Inside are all kinds of blessings just asked for from the temple.

Marriage, career, fortune.

It seems that all the blessings are gathered here.

And these blessings are all requested by one person.

"My little master doesn't need these."

What's more, it's all stained with blood, so it's not clean.

The black crow smiled coldly, and tore the blood-stained amulet clean.

The confetti fell, and as soon as the wind blew it away, it flew all over the sky.

Only a little fell on the man.

His fingers were tightly clenched, as if he wanted to grab something tightly.

They left.

The Buddhist temple is silent and silent, and the Buddha statue has a majestic and compassionate face.

There is a faint golden light flashing in the curling candle incense.

- "Qingqing."

"Come back with me."

Ao Lie guarded outside the barrier.

He knew his brother was inside.

But what responded to him was still deathly silence.

The black crow said: "The little master will definitely not be able to accept it for a while. When he thinks it through, he will definitely go back to the Dragon Palace to find the king and queen."

The little master has always been an obedient child, and in the end, he will still return to them.

But mortal life, don't care.

The voice outside the barrier finally disappeared.

And the boy who had been sitting in the room moved his lips after a long silence.

"They all say you're dead."

"I do not believe."

This time he is about to transform into a dragon, which is when the dragon clan is at its weakest.

And men also need to bid farewell above the high halls and temples.

So he stayed in the hut, and when the dust settled, they could hide in the mountains.

They said that life after life is together.

So what if mortal life is short?

"I will find you in every lifetime."

"Every life I will be with you."

Nothing can separate us.

I still remember the first time I saw it, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River was hazy, and the young man holding the umbrella had an incomparable appearance.

Xiaolong, who slipped out of the Dragon Palace for the first time, hid in the grass and peeked.

Demons also like good-looking people.

He thought so.

The drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River is soft, and it feels cool and comfortable when it falls on the body.

Xiaolong twisted his body, but in the blink of an eye, the handsome young man in front of him disappeared.

Before he could turn his head, an umbrella was propped on his head.

In front of him was the young master who bowed his waist and lowered his head, with a pair of soft and shallow phoenix eyes.

"Why is it raining here, little snake?"

The little dragon has not yet fully transformed into a dragon. It looks like a thin strip with two inconspicuous little bumps on its head.

It's the dragon horn that he hasn't grown yet.

"I'm not a snake."

He put his head in the young master's palm, and twisted his body happily.

The boy sat quietly for a while, and he took out the broken jade from his sleeve.

His hands couldn't stop shaking, and he seemed to be out of his mind.

A few pieces of broken jade fell from his hand to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

"I will wait for your return."

Xue Qing watched the young man copy over and over again the piece of paper that said "everything succeeds".

The ink in the inkstone is dry, and the rice paper in the house is used up.

It seems that as long as you write these four words, you can really "everything goes well".

He didn't stop until finally his elbow was sore and he couldn't lift the pen anymore.

I buried myself in rice paper full of ink fragrance.

He left deeper and deeper water marks on the rice paper.

"Don't cry."

Xue Qing realized something, he said beside the boy.

"Don't cry, demons can't cry."

But the boy seemed to be asleep, buried in the rice paper and motionless.

Only the color on the piles of rice paper got wet and darker.

All the creatures in the bamboo forest know that there is a strange dragon living in the house.

He has a pretty face, but he stays in the room all day long.

I heard someone is still waiting.

Finally one day, a curious bird asked the boy in a daze beside the bed through the barrier outside the courtyard.

"Brother Long, who are you waiting for?"

The little bird yelled a few more times before the boy responded.

He seemed to have just noticed the little bird, his dim almond eyes moved, and he greeted the little bird after realizing it.

"I'm waiting for my lover."

The boy's eyes were gentle, but the feeling of brokenness was lingering on him, and it became more and more serious.

"Then why didn't you go to him?"

The bird was puzzled.

And the boy's apricot eyes no longer looked at the little bird, but just looked out of the window at the bamboo forest that grew taller every year.

"We made an appointment here, I'm afraid he won't find me when he comes back."

The little bird tilted his head suspiciously.

The world of dragons is really complicated.

I just don't know why the boy in front of me looks so sad.

This time Xue Qing stayed here for an extra long time.

What the boy does every day is to stare out the window in a daze, and he is also in a daze with him.

The bamboo forest outside the window is as green as before, but it grows taller and stronger.

Xue Qing looked at the young man as he withered away bit by bit like a flower.

He couldn't remember how long it had been. Sometimes he fell into a deep sleep in the spring, and when he woke up, it had started to snow outside the window.

Xue Qing fell into a deep sleep for longer and longer.

Finally one time, when he woke up.

It's a summer night.

For some reason, he appeared in the courtyard.

The fireflies, which have not been visited for a long time, are flying in groups, as if bringing the sky full of stars here.

Beautiful.

But Xue Qing had a bad feeling, and he walked into the house.

The house was rarely lit at night.

Under the warm orange light, the boy's body looked thinner, like a piece of paper.

"Thank you for staying with me."

Looking at the boy's back, Xue Qing heard the boy's voice.

"Can you see me...?"

Xue Qing's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't believe it.

But the boy didn't answer, and continued to talk to himself, "It's not that I don't want to wait."

"It's just that I've waited too long."

It's been so long that he doesn't even know what evening it is.

The boy's voice was soft and low, as if he didn't dare to disturb the flying insects.

The bad premonition became stronger and stronger, Xue Qing was about to speak, but was ejected from the hut by a force.

Xue Qing, who was suddenly ejected, quickly stabilized his body and tried to enter the hut again.

But it was still stopped by an invisible force.

"Are you ok?"

Xue Qing shouted from outside the house.

But what responded to him was the dimmed lights in the house.

The moon tonight is extraordinarily large, and the falling light is soft, scattered in this bamboo forest.

Xue Qing, who waited anxiously outside the house for a long time, finally heard the voice coming from the house.

It was a cry.

It seemed to be suppressed for a long time, with indescribable sadness in his mouth.

Even Xue Qing's heart sank together.

"Don't cry."

Xue Qing stood there in a daze, he said.

A demon cannot cry.

Every drop of tear that flows from the eye sockets is her own blood, depleting her cultivation base.

For a demon, crying is the least worthwhile thing.

How could he let go of his hard-earned cultivation base in vain just by shedding tears?

But the boy in the room was crying, and Xue Qing's heart was also broken when he was crying.

The young man is a monster with a high level of cultivation, how could he not know it?

Amidst the sad cry, Xue Qing thought of what the young man said with his back turned to him.

"It's not that I don't want to wait."

"Just waited too long."

"I'm a little tired."

Crying in the house from deep night until dawn.

It seems that I will cry all these 1000 years.

The crying gradually stopped when the warm sunlight shone on the bamboo house again.

From now on, there will be no more green dragons in this world.