Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(590)
Liu Fuguang nodded without expressing any objection: "I thought you would leave here, leave this..."
He made a vague gesture, and Wu Luo's bones finally shackled her for nearly ten thousand years.
"I know," Li Muxing smiled bitterly, "But who made me a dragon? When I was young, the dragons competed with each other in their lustful behavior, until they really fell in love with their lovers. It was like being reborn. There will never be a second time."
She whispered: "I once had so many strong and beautiful boys and girls, but I was not happy. I always felt that something was missing in my chest...until Wu Luo said to me that he saw how scared I was, and he felt sad. I couldn't bear it and didn't want to leave me alone anymore. I suddenly understood that I had been with him for many years, and it wasn't until that moment that I found the missing part."
Liu Fuguang looked at her, and Li Muxing said with a smile: "I won't be happy anymore in this life, so it's better to stay here. Maybe one day when I get bored and tired, I will go somewhere else, but Now, I still can't let him go..."
Liu Fuguang was silent for a moment, sighed, and said, "I understand. I will come back to see you after we finish dealing with important matters."
"Take care," Li Muxing said with a smile, "and... thank you very much for saving me."
Her eyes passed over Yan Huan, and she exchanged a look with him that had a profound meaning that could only be seen by her own race.
Yan Huan frowned and said nothing, acknowledging her apology.
Three days later, Liu Fuguang and Yan Huan left this world of dragons and wizards and headed for their next target.
The sea of the world is calm, but Liu Fuguang always feels that there are some disturbing things hidden under this calmness. And this premonition reached its peak when he and Yan Huan arrived at the anchor point.
Looking at this world with cracked earth and thousands of miles of dry land, Liu Fuguang grabbed a handful of extremely dry sand.
This place is like the mirror space-time of the previous star. In Li Muxing's lair, seawater occupies at least nine-tenths of the territory, but there is not a trace of water vapor here. The heat wave was rolling and the air was distorted. Looking around, Liu Fuguang did not see a single living thing.
"The Drought Demon must like this place very much," Yan Huan commented casually, "If a Drought Demon were to be raised in this world, it would definitely be an evil demon as powerful as a god."
Chapter 226 Ask Here (Fifty-four)
"Don't be a bastard." Liu Fuguang scolded, but felt helpless. The drought was raging at the moment, and he was breathing heavily. Maybe Yan Huan was right, "We still have to see the specific situation before making a decision."
Yan Huanhuan chuckled and said, "I'll listen to you."
They walked through the vast desert. Liu Fuguang opened his consciousness and looked around in the sky. He saw no shadow of the sun, but the sky showed a bright red color after burning iron ingots, and the air was also crowded with scorching fire poison. If a mortal lived here, he would definitely die of internal combustion after a few breaths.
"There are not even living beings," Liu Fuguang said. "Where is the fight between good and evil?"
"Water sources are often hidden under the desert," Yan Huan said. "The residents here must also live underground."
Liu Fuguang nodded: "That makes sense."
They were galloping in the sea of sand. For some reason, Liu Fuguang kept thinking about what Li Muxing said before leaving. She mentioned the nature of dragons and their instincts... This was still a very novel topic for him. For a long time, Yan Huan's most evil attributes have overwhelmingly outweighed his dragon habits. Many strange manifestations emerged more and more after he separated from his inner demons.
For example, Yan Huan often thought that he was sniffing his scent secretly, and when she stayed with him, a rumbling purring sound resonated from her throat to her chest. There is also the dragon's increasingly serious habit of building nests, feeding and hoarding. He hunts and cooks. It seems that the more Liu Fuguang eats and the more he receives from him, the happier, more comfortable and contented he becomes.
Even when he was temporarily repairing something, when it was time to leave, Yan Huan would secretly change back to his original form, stretching out his dragon horns and exposing his abdomen, rubbing back and forth on his pillow and bed... Liu Fuguang knew that the dragon's belly was The dragon's scent glands were buried in the thin scales of his body. The scent was as strong as the sea breeze, with a rich aroma like blood, which made him almost sneeze.
If Liu Fuguang was angry with his eyebrows, he would have to leave after all; if he didn't say anything, the air would be filled with the longing and desire of a true dragon in its courtship period, and his palms would feel itchy, wanting to give to Yan. Huan was embarrassed... Yan Huan actually thought Liu Fuguang couldn't find it! In other words, according to the degree of his psychological distortion, even if Liu Fuguang scolded him clearly, what would be the use? Maybe the more you scold him, the happier he will be.
It seems that when they got married, Yan Huan was not so shameless, sniffing around and encircling the territory like a wild beast.
Is it the violent consumption of the most evil power, just like the receding tide of the sea, that can reveal the true appearance of the beach so clearly?
While he was still deep in thought, Yan Huan stopped and raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered some novel toy.
"Look here," he muttered, "the remains of a battlefield."
Liu Fuguang raised his head. It was getting late, and the strong wind was howling in the endless wilderness, like a herd of horses neighing. But even as night falls, it fails to cover the world with a cooling veil. The sky is still the same crystal red, but slightly darker.
"It's very old." He stepped on the sand and leaned over to pick up a fragment of a sword and halberd that had been corroded by the wind and high heat. "Even the remaining murderous intent on it has completely disappeared. What did you find?" "
Yan Huan glanced at him in surprise, wondering what his lover was thinking about before and why he was so involved.
Liu Fuguang raised his eyes, threw away the fragments of the weapon, and said "Oh" with some shame: "I just... got distracted."
In front of him, yellow sand rolled all over the sky, but with his current eyesight, he could completely see how this strong wind changed the desert landscape: with the push of the hurricane, the large and small sand dunes changed and undulated, and the area of the ancient battlefield , also changes with the tide of yellow sand.
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