East China Sea dust

Zhang Qinglan walked into the hall with the medicine bowl in her hand, her eyes were straight ahead, her back was straight, as if the bad things she did just now had nothing to do with him, and she had the air of a gentleman like the wind.

The palace where Ao Dingbo arranged for Ao Zhan to recuperate was not big. After entering the enchantment, it took only half a cup of tea before he could walk to the gate of the palace, and the lighted candles inside were faintly shining.

Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyes, looked at the jade bowl in her palm, wiped the medicine surface lightly with her fingertips, and then put it in her mouth to taste: "..."

Good medicine is bitter.

The young man trembled from the smell of the herbal medicine, frowned, with subtle dislike in his eyes, and quickly took out a simple cloth bag from his arms.

The cloth bag was full of candied and dried fruits, Zhang Qinglan took a piece out of it and stuffed it into his mouth, a small bag suddenly popped up on his cheek.

After finishing the candied fruit slowly, the young man patted his sleeves, raised his feet and stepped into a gloomy palace.

Before entering the door, a familiar cold fragrance hits people.

Zhang Qinglan froze for a moment, looked up thoughtfully, stretched out her hand and flicked the red crocodile covering her eyes a few times, and the incense burner that fell in the middle of the hall appeared in front of her eyes.

A red flame is burning in the carved gilt incense burner, and the flames will not be extinguished when exposed to water. The tongue of fire licks the supernatant pills in it, and white smoke rises up.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of Zhang Qinglan's own footsteps, and the soft crackling sound of the wicks of the long-burning lamps that were scattered high and low when they were burning.

Zhang Qinglan walked forward with big strides, lifted more than a dozen shawls for covering in one breath, and drove straight in front of the spirit stone used to warm and nourish Ao Zhan's body.

Only then did I realize that the flat stone surface was empty and there was no one there.

Zhang Qinglan was stunned, holding the jade bowl in her hand without moving, staring at the empty spirit stone in front of her in a daze... At this moment, a cool wind like breathing suddenly blew by her ears.

Responding from the daze, Zhang Qinglan suddenly turned around, pulled out the mahogany dagger that had been hidden in her sleeve with one hand, and looked around vigilantly.

Hearing a deep moan from the top of his head——Zhang Qinglan raised his eyes following the sound, only to find a blue dragon curled up on top of the palace pillars, and the starlight of the surrounding lamps was reflected in his eyes , with vertical pupils deep and emerald green, staring down at the unexpected visitor below.

The dragon's breath passed over the ears with a feeling of coldness, blowing the young man's sideburns up and down one after another.

One person and one dragon looked at each other from both sides, but they were all silent.

Zhang Qinglan looked slightly gloomy, and looked up at Ao Zhanyuan.Canglong's scales and armor have returned to their original dazzling appearance under the candles, and most of the scars on his body have also been repaired, and no traces can be seen.

The dragon's horns are covered with fine and finely divided Linlin, and with the movement of the blue dragon, there is a soft halo, and the sharp dragon claws are on the pillars of the palace, leaving deep marks.

Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyelashes, held the jade bowl with one hand, and handed the small bowl, which was no bigger than a palm, to Qinglong's eyes: "Cough, I'll...deliver the medicine."

The young man's gentle and shallow voice sounded in the palace, neither high nor low, and he couldn't tell what emotion it was.

The body of the Canglong perched on the pillar of the palace was almost stagnant. After hearing this sentence, it took a while for it to change.

The dragon's body moved slowly in the sea water, and the scales all over its body rubbed against the carved jade pillars, making a crisp sound of gold and stone colliding.Following the movements of the green dragon, the palace trembled faintly, fine gravel fell from the roof and smashed to the ground, and small flakes of dust dispersed in the sea water.

Ao Zhan's original form was mighty, when his whole dragon left the palace pillars and his four claws landed on the paved bricks and stones in the palace, the palace, which was considered not too big, was completely filled, leaving almost no gaps.

The ever-burning lamps that were originally placed around were thrown down by the swinging dragon tail and scattered all over the place in disorder. The candles that lost the protection of the outer shell met the water, and the light became more and more dim.

The sound of debris being crushed and knocked down by the giant dragon rang throughout the room, but the dragon still didn't show any intention of restraining itself. Instead, it coiled into a semicircle, enveloping the entire human race.

The space left for Zhang Qinglan was extremely narrow, and it was even difficult to turn around.The young man was entangled by the blue dragon and couldn't move, so he was forced to look up at the huge dragon head directly in front of him.

Smelling the faint scent of Shangqing Pill, Zhang Qinglan quietly raised her hand, relying on the flowing and wide sleeves of her robe to cover the hand that was not holding the medicine bowl, stretched out her hand, and her fingertips met the hard scales on Qinglong's body. Touch, start with a piece of cold and creamy.

Ao Zhan half-closed his eyes, let out a soft whistle, and the two dragon whiskers floated in the deep sea.Seemingly unintentional, he directly raised one of his front paws, opened it to catch the young man's shoulder, and pushed the man down on him.

Immediately, the jade bowl was wrapped in air bubbles, separated from Zhang Qinglan's hand, and floated into the air.

Zhang Qinglan blinked, feeling that the force exerted on her was not heavy, so she stopped struggling.With his back leaning against the dragon's body, the opponent's cold air came through the fabric.

The young man saw the bubbles wrapped in the jade bowl drifting farther and farther away. Ao Zhan still had that inscrutable look. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and patted the dragon claws a few times: "...Ao Zhan?"

Holding the young man down, Canglong slowly bowed his head, his cold breath lightly pounced on the other side, his gaze remained fixed for a long time.

Just when Zhang Qinglan was about to say something, a light mist suddenly filled the palace, filling the entire hall in a blink of an eye, blocking the view and making it hard to see clearly.

Zhang Qinglan tried to open her eyes wide in the mist, but it was in vain.

I just felt that the shackles on my body were suddenly loosened, and my back lost support in an instant. I didn't have time to react, and I was about to fall to the ground—at the same time, a long dragon cry sounded in the palace.

The waist tightened, and the original falling movement stopped instantly. In the white mist, the young man was lifted up by someone hugging his waist.

After regaining consciousness, Zhang Qinglan found that she was already sitting on the section of the spirit stone, and was hugged from behind by someone who held her waist with both hands, and her fingertips were cold.

With her back pressed against Ao Zhan's chest, before Zhang Qinglan had time to react, she felt a stabbing pain on the side of her neck, and the bloody smell immediately permeated along the sea water.

The young man froze all over, but it wasn't because of pain.

Zhang Qinglan's expression was slightly gloomy, and the fingertips of her hands hanging beside her were trembling slightly... her thin lips were pursed lightly, she looked calm, and didn't say much.

Ao Zhan pulled the person into his arms, brought the jade bowl, quickly let go, sat up straight, and took out the elixir from the bubble with one hand.

"That's it." Looking at the back of the man in his arms and the lustrous purple air in the jade bowl, Ao Zhan tightened his arms around the young man's waist, and then said in a deep voice, "Now that the medicine has been delivered, why not?" Still not leaving?"

Cooperating with the presumptuous action of hanging Zhang Qinglan's waist, it is [-]% vexatious.

Hearing the man's deep voice from behind her, Zhang Qinglan had no time to care about the wound on her neck, and struggled to turn around: "I..." After that, Ao Zhan held her down and couldn't move.

"do not move."

Ao Zhan drank the elixir in the bowl in one gulp, and threw the jade bowl to the corner. Hearing the sound of the jade shattering, the deep look in his vertical pupils became more intense.

The man reached out and lifted the young man's long hair loose on his back, exposing the white neck underneath, and leaned forward, repeatedly biting the skin/meat with his sharp canine teeth.

Zhang Qinglan felt the cold breath from the back of her neck, her whole body was shaken, and her struggling movements also stopped slowly, and finally she calmed down, bowing her head obediently, letting Ao Zhan move.

There was a sour and bitter taste of medicinal herbs in his mouth, Ao Zhan's expression darkened, and he let go of his long hair.

Immediately, he grabbed the young man's thin shoulders, turned him around, and deliberately stretched out his hand to pinch the other's chin, so that he had to look at him.

Ao Zhan was originally sitting on the spirit stone, but now he put his arms around the young man's waist, leaned over, bit Zhang Qinglan's lower lip, and opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, their lips and teeth intertwined.

The taste of candied fruit was transmitted along the tip of the tongue, and Ao Zhan wiped away the little tears overflowing from the corners of the young man's eyes with his thumb, as if his movements were extremely gentle... The tip of his teeth was merciless, biting the young man's lower lip fiercely, and sucked from the wound Scarlet blood oozed out.

He held the back of the young man's neck with one hand so that no one could escape, and the attack was swift and fierce, not like flirting, but more like punishing.

Zhang Qinglan was out of breath, with an unnatural blush at the end of her eyes, her fingertips clenched Ao Zhan's front, her knuckles turned white, her face clearly showing pain but she showed no intention of avoiding it.

I don't know how long it took, the Dragon King, who felt that he had "punished" enough, let go, and slowly straightened his messy skirt, looking at the young man in front of him with some amusement.

Pulling up Zhang Qinglan's right hand, Ao Zhan lightly squeezed the pulp of the other's index finger a few times, and there was an unknown light in his eyes.

Raising his hand to wipe away the blood from the young man's lower lip, Ao Zhan's face turned slightly cold, and it was not at all apparent that the two were still lingering just a moment ago.

He only heard the man change the subject, and his voice was like ice: "Regarding the 'living sacrifice', what else do you have to explain?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Qinglan opened her eyes wide, her breathing stagnated, and she stayed in place without moving.

After a while, he lowered his eyes directly, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, with a reticent look of keeping his mouth shut, and after holding back for an unknown amount of time, he said softly: "No."

At this moment, the corners of the young man's eyes were red, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath.The slender eyelashes cast a shadow at the corners of his eyes, and the surrounding light was dim, making it difficult for people to see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

Seeing him like this, Ao Zhan completely believed what Ao Dingbo said was true.

Ao Zhan sneered, lifted Zhang Qinglan's chin with one hand, and moved closer to him, his voice was mixed with star-pointed anger: "So... what exactly do you want from this king?"

Zhang Qinglan raised her eyes when she heard the words, her eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

Ao Zhan couldn't see the young man's appearance, so he stood up in anger, stood on the edge of the stone bed and looked down at him with a complicated expression:

"If you don't say it now, you never say it again."