Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Red Fish Village?" The middle-aged man with his sleeves and trouser legs rolled up repeatedly shook his head: "Young man, no, Red Fish Village is on Ya'er Island, and Ya'er Island is located very far away, and there are many hidden reefs there. It happened to be a foggy day, so it was not easy to go..."

Qing Huan directly took out some cash from her bag: "Are these enough?"

The boss of the boat can only make so much money even if he picks up a tour group a day during the tourist season, so of course his heart is moved: "Okay, but I will take you to the island, but when you come back..."

"You just need to be responsible for sending me there."

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded hastily.

Qing Huan just stepped onto the boat with one foot——

"Wait, give me a lift by the way."

familiar voice...

Qing Huan turned around, and when she saw the person coming, she frowned in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Long Zhao smiled slightly: "Don't forget, the connection between us makes it easy to find you."

"..." Qing Huan paused: "I have something to do, don't I even have personal freedom?"

"Yes." Long Zhao also boarded the boat, "But I'm going too."

"..."

The middle-aged man looked at this and then at that: "Then what is it..."

Long Zhao readily took out the money and handed it to him: "Is this enough?"

The middle-aged man saw it - it was more than what Qing Huan gave - this trip made more money than he made in the previous half month...

"Enough is enough." He is not a greedy person, and he felt a little ashamed when he received such a high reward all of a sudden.

Sailing.This boat is not big, a middle-aged man drives the boat in the front driver's seat, the seat on the boat is very small, if two people, they must sit face to face - Qing Huan did not enter the boat, but watched the scenery outside the cabin ——Of course, more because he didn't want to stay in such a small space with Long Zhao.

Long Zhao walked out of the cabin, and saw Qing Huan was leaning against the railing in a daze - his usually cold face looked even more distant and indifferent now.This human being is indeed good-looking, and, moreover, very interesting - he is the first person in so many years that he wants to keep.The first time I met him was the time when he was calculated and injured by the evil spirits. At that time, the consciousness was not clear, but it was at that time that I met him--now it seems that even when the consciousness is not clear, my eyesight Not bad.

"What are you thinking?" Long Zhao stood behind Qing Huan.

Qing Huan turned her head and glanced at him, there was no ups and downs in her eyes: "It's nothing."

"lie."

Qing Huan pursed her lips and said, "I was thinking, why are you so thick-skinned, you must follow me."

Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan's side face steadily, and said after a while: "I like the way you are angry."

Qing Huan didn't like this teasing tone very much, he frowned and stopped talking.

Long Zhao stood side by side with him, with his hands on the railing: "The world of gods is actually very boring."

He is talking to me?Qing Huan is inexplicable.

Long Zhao stared ahead: "No desires, no desires, no desires, no desires, superior, they despise those monsters who are full of desires, in fact, they just don't know what they need, what they want... Maybe they also had desires at first, But their time is endless, and they already have too many things, so they don't need desire anymore..."

them?Don't you?

Long Zhao continued: "As gods, they can get you a lot of things easily, but they can't have feelings..."

"Why?" Qing Huan finally couldn't help but speak.

"Because their blood is too cold to warm themselves enough, how can they distribute it to others? Therefore, they are destined to enjoy endless lives alone."

"Since it's so bad, why do you want to be a god?"

Long Zhao's gaze became erratic: "I also forgot why I wanted to be a god in the first place... Maybe it would be happier not to be a god, maybe it wouldn't be too boring..."

Qing Huan looked at him, feeling a strange feeling in her heart - "You're just making fun of me because you're so boring?"

Long Zhao slowly turned his head and stared at Qing Huan: "You are different. When I saw you for the first time, I had a special feeling."

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: "The first time? The time when you were bathed in blood and turned into a dragon?"

Long Zhao smiled slightly: "It was the first time when I was sober."

"Which time?"

"You probably don't know..." Long Zhao said, "After I woke up from a deep sleep, I traced your aura and went to London, England, where I saw you."

"London..." Qing Huan remembered what the vampire Mary said, once drank blood similar to her own, this person is...

"When I saw you, you were playing with a group of children in an orphanage." Long Zhao recalled the scene at that time: "You were wearing a white shirt and blue plaid overalls, sitting on the lawn surrounded by a group of children. Surrounded by children, you give them sweets and snacks, and play with building blocks with them..."

Qing Huan remembered something - the reason why he went to that orphanage was because the name of that orphanage was actually the same as his.He thought it was destined, so he went in. During his time in London, he often went there.

"Then why..." Qing Huan looked at him: "You didn't show up at that time?"

"I wanted to observe you for a longer period of time, and then find an identity to get close to you... But I didn't expect that things would change later, so I had to return to the Heavenly Palace, and it has been dozens of years since I came down to the human world." Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan and said : "When I saw you again, I was even more sure that you are the most suitable person to be with me."

"That's what you think." Qing Huan turned her face away: "I didn't want to be with you."

"Then who do you want to be with?" Long Zhao's eyes turned cold: "Is that kid who is not a qilin or a qilin?"

Qing Huan also lowered her face: "Zhong Li and I are not what you think."

"What is that like?" Long Zhao's long and narrow eyes flashed a sharp light: "Do you dare to say that you are not here for him? Don't you know that you may be in danger?"

"I don't need to explain to you." Qing Huan knew that it was impossible for the two of them to talk properly.

The conversation broke up again.

As the boat drove towards the middle of the sea, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the sea surface could hardly be seen clearly.

Suddenly the boat swayed, Qing Huan, who was in a daze, didn't pay attention, and his body also swayed, but Long Zhao, who was beside him, helped him in time.Qing Huan leaned against Long Zhao's arms, felt the warmth of his body, and pushed him away with some embarrassment—it was just now that she had shown her face...

Seeing him walking into the cabin, Long Zhao grabbed his hand: "I admit, I'm jealous."

envy……

Qing Huan's ears felt hot for no reason.

"I'm jealous of those people who are so close to you but you don't reject them. You laugh at them and make trouble with them. I'm very jealous."

Qing Huan was really not used to this kind of situation, he would rather get angry and quarrel with Long Zhao than have such an ambiguous atmosphere...

Long Zhao held Qing Huan's hand tightly, his voice was deep but clear: "I just think that you can only be with me, only me."

Qing Huan was hurting from being held by him... He turned around and wanted to say something to Long Zhao, but he saw the waves suddenly rising behind Long Zhao—"No, sea..."

Before Qing Huan had time to say anything, the sea water had already overturned her face—— Qing Huan could only feel her body being tightly locked in Long Zhao's arms, and the boatman's cries were drowned out by the sea water—they even The boats sank into the sea.

Qing Huan can't swim, he can only hug the only person he can rely on... And the feeling of being overwhelmed comes with darkness and water pressure...

He is not afraid of death, but the physical fear and rejection are still there...

"Hold me." Long Zhao's voice in his ear made Qing Huan feel extremely at ease at this moment.

Qing Huan hugged Long Zhao's waist, but at the next moment, she felt that the body she was hugging became thicker and thicker, her clothes were torn, and the touch under her hands became rough and cold - it was scales.

He... has turned into a dragon...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The deafening sound resounded in my ears.

This is... Long Xiao?

In the dark sea water, the long tail wrapped around Qing Huan's body, allowing him to ride firmly on the dragon's back, and then the dragon stretched out, rolling forward——