Chapter 25 Ao Shun

Style: Heros Author: Dream about me all nightWords: 2347Update Time: 24/01/19 04:04:01
Wang Xiaotai returned to the yard, took out the kitchen knife and stuffed it under her pillow. She sat on the bed and tried it. She confirmed that she could take out the knife as long as she stretched out her hand, and then she calmed down her agitated heart. in stomach.

She took a deep breath, clenched her hands in her sleeves, sat on the bed and stared at the dying red dragon in front of her without blinking.

She was waiting for it to wake up.

In fact, she didn't know what she was going to do. What supported her in bringing the dragon back to the room was an unknown impulse. That impulse brought her inexplicable excitement, and the power of excitement supported her to complete it. This series of incredible things.

But now, when the dragon was so close, she didn't know what to do next.

Ao Shun opened his eyes under such gaze. When he opened his eyes, the surroundings were dark. Ao Shun felt that the wounds on his body were painful, itchy and extremely uncomfortable. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. What happened?

where is this place?

Didn’t the people in the Old Mother’s Palace see me?

Or did he fall somewhere else?

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and a pale lightning flashed across, lighting up the entire room and a woman's face.

It was a thin human girl.

Normally Ao Shun would not even look at her. A person without any strength could kill her with one finger. But for some reason, when he saw this frail girl now, he trembled subconsciously, and then he I think it's ridiculous, what are you afraid of?

Just a child.

"Is this... is the Old Mother's Palace?"

Ao Shun spoke, his voice was gentle, as usual, for fear of scaring the little human girl in front of him, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm a dragon, little sister, this is your home..." ?"

Ao Shun tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, at least to make the wounds on his body less painful, but for some reason he could not mobilize a trace of spiritual power in his body, and he could not sense the existence of spiritual power at all.

This actually made him panic a little. Could it be that those people had injured the Lingfu Godhead before?

He must return to the Dragon Palace as soon as possible to find a fellow clan member to take care of him, otherwise these injuries will hurt him to death.

"Little sister," Ao Shun looked at the little girl in front of him without saying a word, and sighed secretly. I am afraid that his appearance scared her. No mortal has ever seen such a divine creature as the Dragon Clan. His voice became louder and louder. Fa Qingrou said, "Tell brother where this is, okay? Or can you find some food for brother? Brother is a little hungry."

He spoke slower and slower, as if he was embarrassed when he said he was hungry, and smiled shyly, like a young man.

He also didn't want to think about how weird it was that Hongbulaji had a python-like dragon tied up in a room and could talk like a human being.

All the situations here can be included in the wild tales of the deserted village that Wang Xiaoti’s father told her.

Ao Shun saw that the little girl in front of him didn't say a word. Could it be that she was mute? He thought about it and decided to change his appearance and turn into a human form. This skill is an innate skill of the dragon clan and can be transformed without spiritual power.

There is a saying in the human race that people who are not from my race will have different minds. Now that I am a human being, this little girl should have some reaction. Could she really be a fool?

Ao Shun is confident enough in his human form.

Ao Shun's injuries were not healed, and some of the wounds had begun to fester and suppurate. After turning into a human form, his physical strength became even worse. Without saying a few words, he started to have a high fever and fainted again, muttering.

There was silence in the room for a while.

Ao Shun was completely silent. Wang Xiaotai gently blew on the fire stick in her hand, and the fire stick ignited faintly, lighting up her indifferent face. She walked to the dragon, no, this person, and squatted down under the dim light. Check on him.

The dragon that turned into a human race was very beautiful, with prominent brow bones, like a mountain ridge, but now it fell asleep, with a tight frown and wet red lips, which was particularly endearing.

Wang Xiaotai held the fire seal in one hand and touched his handsome face with the other. The high fever made his face flush red. His tentacles were warm and his skin was tender and smooth. Wang Xiaotai raised his lips and smiled. He was smart and knew how to show off his beauty. Good looks.

When Ao Shun woke up again, it was bright and clear. He found that all the injuries on his body had been properly taken care of. His lips were moist, and there was a faint taste of Chinese medicine in his mouth. He breathed a sigh of relief. Turning into a human form was indeed useful. Yes, that little human girl gave herself medicine, and also cooked Chinese medicine for herself to drink. I don’t know if it was some human secret recipe. She is feeling relaxed now, and she is obviously much better.

With a creak, the little human girl who had never spoken before opened the door and came in. She was holding a plate in her hand, and Ao Shun could smell the aroma of rice.

"Little sister, are you bringing me food?" Ao Shun's eyes lit up, "Thank you little sister for being so kind to me! I'm really hungry. When brother, I can take you to the Dragon Palace, you You are my brother’s savior, you can choose the treasures in my Dragon Palace!”

Wang Xiaotai took out the bowl on the plate. Ao Shun was disappointed that it smelled so good, but there was only a fist-sized sweet potato on the plate. Is this a scam?

Wang Xiaotai peeled off the skin of the sweet potato, poked it into the soft sweet potato with a long wooden stick, and then used the fork to pass the sweet potato to Ao Shun's mouth.

Even though Ao Shun was tied up all over now, she still refused to get close to the awake Ao Shun and kept a sufficient distance from him.

Ao Shun looked at the golden sweet potato that was handed to his mouth with a wooden stick. He seemed not to notice Wang Xiaotai's guard at all, and also seemed not to realize that he was being tied to a pillar by a mortal like a dog. There was still a smile on his face. Smiling gratefully, "Thank you, little sister!"

Then he bit into the steaming sweet potato.

Wang Xiaotai twirled the stick while feeding her. After watching Ao Shun finish eating the sweet potato stuck on the stick, she took back the stick and stood up to leave the room.

Ao Shun quickly stopped her, "What's your little sister's name? My name is Ao Shun, from the East China Sea Dragon Clan. Can you help me bring a letter home?"

"Look at me, I'm hurt so badly. Is there any possibility of fighting back? Little sister, just believe me. My brother is really not a bad person. If you help him, he can give you a lot of good things. Do you think I have everything you want!"

"Little sister, don't go, little sister!"

Listening to Ao Shun calling her name from behind, Wang Xiaotai remained unmoved at all, pretending not to hear at all, and closed the door of the room expressionlessly.

For many days after this, Wang Xiaotai fed Ao Shun sweet potatoes. Sometimes it was potatoes, steamed buns, steamed buns, and sometimes it was a huge healing elixir. to Ao Shun's mouth.

But Ao Shun was still very enthusiastic. He had a little sister in every mouth and a brother in every mouth. He was very grateful. Once Wang Xiaotai fed him two big meat buns, and Ao Shun even burst into tears and vowed to make two for Wang Xiaotai. Pure gold meat buns to repay her kindness for today's meat buns.

He was good-looking, playful in speech, and eager to please. He was a good brother and a good sister, and he was full of sweet words. Even the cold-hearted Wang Xiaotai couldn't resist him.

After closing the door, the warm and bright sunshine shone on her body. Wang Xiaomo's cheeks and ears were a little red. Looking at the empty bowl on the plate in her hand, she couldn't help but smile gently.