Little Mr. is one hundred years old

After all, M agreed to Qing Huan's request, but when they went to find "Ji Zhiqiu" and Bai Xi, they couldn't find them.

Qing Huan went to Ji's house, and Ji's nanny said that Ji Zhiqiu had gone back to school, but M went to the military academy to search but couldn't find anyone.

They seem to have disappeared from the world.

M put the colored glass bottle in front of Qing Huan: "The rest of his soul is here, this part of the soul is fine, he should be fine now."

Qing Huan looked at the colored mist of the glass bottle, a little listless: "I hope so..."

"Are you hungry? Shall we eat together?" M asked Qinghuan.

Qing Huan shook her head: "No need, I have to rush back to the hospital."

"Then I'll take you there."

"it is good."

M drove Qing Huan to the hospital. While driving out, it started to rain heavily, and it became heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder——

Qing Huan grabbed the clothes on her chest, feeling a little out of breath.

M turned her head and asked, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"I……"

At this moment, a piercing white lightning struck the ground in the sky, just in front of Qing Huan's car, almost touching the front of the car, and then there was a loud bang——

Qing Huan hugged her head unbearably, and curled up on the seat.

"Mr. Bai? Are you okay?" M patted Qing Huan's back with one free hand.

Qing Huan bit his lip, he looked outside, the curtain-like rain... could only see the close-up view, the distant view was completely blurred——Suddenly, Qing Huan opened his eyes wide because he saw a flash of lightning reflected in the sky , and then there is a shadow flashing past, that long tail...that shape...is a dragon!

"M, did you see it?" Qing Huan asked softly.

"what?"

"Long Ying..." Qing Huan said, "It's him..."

"Mr. Bai? Mr. Bai?" M saw that something was wrong with Qing Huan, "Are you okay?"

The swelling pain spreading deep in her brain made Qing Huan unable to concentrate, and finally...lost consciousness, only feeling being wrapped in a familiar embrace at last...

M hugged Qing Huan, but couldn't care about the car anymore. The car that was turning and the ground was wet and slippery, hit the bridge head uncontrollably - before hitting, M hugged Qing Huan and disappeared in the car ...

Waiting for the police car to trudge over to check the vehicle involved in the accident, only to find that there is no one in the car, one can imagine the weird and terrifying feeling-of course, this is all for a later story.

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Qing Huan clearly knows that this is not the real world, but a dream, or an illusion.

This is in a blue river, the river is shrouded in mist, and a small black boat is floating on the river, with a red lantern hanging on the bow.

Qing Huan sat up from the boat, looked around, but saw no one.Not far away is a mountain that is also shrouded in mist. There are faintly visible roof tiles on the mountain. It seems that there is a large building hidden in the mountain.The river was flowing slowly, and the boat was heading towards the mountain, and it seemed that it was about to touch the shore, but no matter how long it took, the mountain was still so far away.

It was too quiet, only the sound of water, not even the sound of birds.

"thump!"

Qing Huan came back to her senses, only to see something crossing the water surface and returning to the water.

"Who is it? Who are you?" Qing Huan lay on the bow of the boat and whispered into the water.

"Clatter——" The sound of the water became louder.

I saw a vortex formed around the Qinghuan boat, and the boat was in the center of the vortex, as if there were some huge underwater creatures moving around the boat... The whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and the boat rose, almost being pushed up. At a distance of three meters above the water surface, the vortex is still growing...

Looking down, Qing Huan felt the ship turning, and his head became dizzy.

"You... who are you..."

Until seeing the flashing golden light under the water, Qing Huan was startled and couldn't help shouting: "Long Zhao!"

The vortex finally stopped slowly, and the boat also dropped with the water level, stopping at a plane at a normal height...

A huge golden head protruded from the water, with two majestic long horns, golden eyes like copper bells stared at Qing Huan, even though it was not in human form, Qing Huan still read a playful smile from his eyes— —

"Is it fun to play with me?" Qing Huan glared at him.

The golden head tilted, and then he opened his mouth, and when Ha was caught off guard, a stream of water was sprayed on Qing Huan, turning him into a drowned chicken.

It took Qing Huan a long time to react. He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the water on his face, but his sleeves were also wet. The more he wiped, the wetter he got. for people...

"Long Zhao!!! You are too much, too naive!!!"

The dragon bent its head, and touched Qing Huan with its long horns——his movements were very gentle, and when it touched Qing Huan with that force, it was like scratching an itch... Qing Huan grabbed the dragon's horns, bitter Said: "Aren't you afraid that I'll cut off your horn?!" This guy... But Qing Huan knows that the dragon's horn is the most precious thing and the most vulnerable place for a dragon, so it's not easy for people to to touch.Although Qing Huan said that she wanted to cut it off, she just stroked the dragon's horn - the feel was a little familiar.

The next moment, I saw a golden light——Qing Huan subconsciously closed her eyes, only feeling the touch in her hands disappear.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Long Zhao standing in front of him in human form.

Long Zhao's ink-like black hair was tied behind his head, and he was wearing a delicate robe trimmed with white gold thread. It was connected with the river and mountains behind him, like a beautiful ancient painting.

As soon as Long Zhao raised his hand, there was an extra long robe similar to his body. He put the long robe on Qing Huan's body, and then wiped off the water drops on Qing Huan's face with his sleeve, saying, : "I don't like you smelling like someone else."

The smell of others... Qing Huan was startled—could it be M?

His movements, as well as his Shen Qing, are really unbelievably gentle.

There was a strange feeling in Qing Huan's heart - he grabbed Long Zhao's sleeve: "Why, why am I here? What exactly is this place?"

Long Zhao looked down at Qing Huan, and sighed: "I can't find you, so I can only summon you in this way, and let you come to my illusion."

"Is this... your illusion?" Qing Huan looked around - never would have thought that such a quiet place would be Long Zhao's illusion - he always thought, or common sense believed, that only that kind of grandeur Only places that are resplendent and resplendent are like Longzhao's illusion—after all, dragons are naturally extravagant.

"Here, besides me, you are the first person here." Long Zhao said to Qing Huan.

Qing Huan pursed her lips: "Should I... feel honored?"

Long Zhao rubbed Qing Huan's hair with his big hands, then wrapped his arms around his waist and brought him into his arms: "I'll take you to a place."

Long Zhao took Qing Huan across the river, headed for the mountain, and didn't stop until he reached the top of the mountain.

Qing Huan stood still and saw a long suspension bridge in front of her. The suspension wooden bridge soared into the sky, and the abyss was below. Several white cranes hovered above, as if they were playing.

Long Zhao took Qing Huan's hand, intertwined his fingers, and then pulled him onto the suspension bridge, the bridge shook slightly, but Long Zhao walked steadily, Qing Huan was a little startled.

"Why..." Qing Huan said, "Why don't you fly over?"

Long Zhao turned his head to look at Qing Huan, with a smile in his eyes: "Don't you think this is very interesting?"

"...I don't think so." Qing Huan muttered.

Long Zhao curled his lips, as if he had never heard of it.

It took a quarter of an hour to walk this section of the cable bridge, and then Qing Huan saw... two neat rows of ever-burning lights, with a road paved with bluestone in the middle, and at the end of the road, you can see green tiles and vermilion eaves , Ancient buildings with carved beams and embroidered columns.

"There is……"

Long Zhao held Qing Huan's hand tightly, and replied, "My family."