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Daily Delusions(?)

Chapter 125: Three layers of rain on the shore of Linyuan, the sound of farewell on the shore

Jingliu's move surprised everyone. The six Vidyadhara dragons standing on the high platforms on both sides of the hall immediately bowed down and knelt down. The people on both sides of the pillars below the stage also followed suit, with their heads lowered. He just stared at the floor tiles that were wet by the big waves, not daring to move his eyes upward for a moment.

In the final analysis, the Vidyadhara clan still adheres to the ancient family management system, and with the prosperity of the Vidyadhara clan in the past century, the family management system is indeed an effective management method.

This is to avoid the emergence of a leader in the ethnic group who will drag all nine tribes to be buried together if he commits a crime. This system is not that dragons are divided into three, six or nine levels, but that rewards and punishments are clearly defined for merit, and everyone performs his or her duties and performs his or her best.

However, because of the high status of Jingliu, these Vidyadhara clan members don’t even have the opportunity to visit them on weekdays. They work nine to five shifts every day, with three days off and four days off. That is, they are only lucky enough to meet during the grand ceremony of the Vidyadharmadhara clan, and they are already in a good mood. It was exciting and felt like a great honor. Even the Dragon Lord who led the various ethnic groups in Xianzhou behaved like a child in front of Jingliu.

For example, Dragon Master Ao Shuang, who usually leads the Yaoqing Immortal Boat Ming Clan, although he is privately called the female King of Hell and Ice Cube Face by Feng Xiao Xuanming and other dragons, in front of Jingliu, Ao Shuang is as docile as a sheep.

If they were taught by Jingliu, they would even want to take out a small notebook and write it down. However, the now revered Grandma Jingliu actually ran without caring about her appearance and threw herself into the arms of the returning Dragon Ancestor. There were some things and scenes that they could not do. Respectable.

Some dragons realize that today's ceremony to pay homage to the Dragon Ancestor will become an important turning point for the Immortal Boat Alliance in the future. The story of the future may be far more amazing than the unification of the six kingdoms by the First Emperor in the ancient empire. The generals on the Immortal Boat are called Emperor Gong. Eight Heavenly Generals, what about the sages of their Vidyadhara clan?

Ao Shuang took off the sword from her waist and lowered her head, staring closely at the green floor tiles in front of the palace. However, her vision was blocked by something on her chest, and she could only see a corner of the blue bricks.

She held the cuffs tightly with her hands, her fingers turning white from the exertion. She lowered her head and thought wildly, her mind constantly arranging the storyline in front of the palace at this moment.

In addition to the dazzling array of military art and general history books in the study room of her house, there are only those various adapted stories. She remembers every plot in the story freshly, and the current scene is just like in the story. , which makes people feel surprised and envious.

"You...are the Vigilant Dragon Lord...right..." Jingliu said softly, just a murmur between his lips, and his hands firmly grasped Jiang Fan's shoulders, exerting force unconsciously.

Jiang Fan stopped moving forward. He was only an inch away from kissing Jingliu's lips, but with only an inch of distance, he felt like he was separated by two worlds.

Jingliu's eyes were full of expectation, and he clearly understood the meaning of Jingliu's words. Of course he was the Ming Dynasty Dragon Lord and the immortal dragon Jiang Fan, but he was also the father of mechas and the eighteenth of Beloberg. The Great Guardian.

When he was a child, he heard people say "difficulty" and thought it was a bit offensive and an excuse for people who were incompetent and hesitant. But now he suddenly felt that this sentence made so much sense.

Sometimes there is more than one road in front of you. The road on the left has the flowers you like, and the road on the right has the sea you admire. You have smelled the fragrance of flowers and know their fragrance. You have stepped on the sea and know the gentleness of the sea. How can you Isn't it just a dilemma?

"Stupid dragon... stupid dragon..."

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Every sound she makes is different, with different timbres, different rhythms, and different emotions. Sometimes it sounds like a murmur after waking up, or like a reluctance when parting. Jiang Fan has never seen such a weak Jingliu. Like petals that are about to wither and fall, they seem to be blown away by the wind.

Jiang Fan felt as if his head had been split open with a knife, and endless love poured in from there. He wanted to take the woman in front of him into his arms, and wanted to tell her that he was the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord.

But what about that purple rose flower? What about the dancing musical notes and the ice sculptures watching you in the ice and snow? He wanted to laugh at himself for hesitating now, his heart was full of emptiness and sorrow, but now other than silence, could he continue to lie?

He should stand up his chest at this time and respond firmly to the person who loves you like a man, but he is like a bear. He can only lower his head and remain silent. Like a mute, he suddenly feels a little... I envy the protagonists in those novels and anime, or maybe I regret that I look like the protagonist in the novel.

At first, every time he read the novel, the protagonist always hesitated when facing the two heroines. When he hesitated, he would laugh at the protagonist's lack of decision-making, and murmured in his heart what would happen if it were him, it would be easy.

But that was from God's perspective. He had never understood their feelings, but only read their stories through cold words. Now he understood that the hesitation was not weakness, but a dilemma. But thankfully, A novel is a novel, and they will eventually meet in the story. No matter how difficult the process is, it will be a beautiful encounter.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a rock. Jingliu still lowered his head, and the big waves of the ancient sea surged in, hitting the green bricks in front of the temple again and again. The sound echoed thickly in his ears.

"Why are you still so sloppy...so stupid..." Jingliu laughed hoarsely, and it sounded so ugly that it was like crying.

She gradually loosened her arms around his waist, very slowly, and water droplets fell on the green bricks and quietly splashed. Jiang Fan didn't know if they were the water splashing from the ancient sea.

When she said this, she lowered her head, and her long bangs hung down to block her eyes. Jiang Fan couldn't see her expression, but he felt sadness gradually spreading.

She adjusted Jiang Fan's collar, very seriously, and her movements were gentle. At first, she pressed her whole body against Jiang Fan's chest, but now she didn't know when she distanced herself from him. There was a gap between the two of them, But it's like a chasm, seemingly bottomless.

Jiang Fan then remembered that Jingliu had never asked for information about who Black Tower was from the beginning to the end, nor had he asked about his movements in the past seven hundred years. Maybe Jingliu thought that he had just made the mistake of the Dragon Clan for a while, she thought Even after thousands of years, she still blurted out the answer when asked to make a choice, just like her.

But at this time, she seemed to realize that the stupid dragon might have changed. The only thing that remained unchanged was that she was still looking at the long river of time, looking at the harbor and the river named Home, with the rocks playing in the water beside her. The reef shattered into the sea and could no longer withstand the sea breeze and the encroaching Ouqun.

Jiang Fan didn't want to remain silent like this. He raised his head and looked at Jingliu's face carefully, only to find that her eyes behind her bangs were already moist and red, and her face was full of panic. Jiang Fan had never seen her so flustered.

She was probably only in such panic when she was in bed for a whole day and a night because of a fever, and the emotions of death and separation were lingering in her mind.

The turbulent ancient sea slapped against the palace wall, splashing a misty rain curtain and falling from a high place, making a crisp echo. Jingliu lowered her head all the time and patted his robe for him. The water falling from the sky fell at her feet and exploded one mark after another.

......

From now on, don't look forward to the brocade and white robe, for the oath of eachother has no basis.

"It would be nice if I could hug you, but I'm just a text"

(I am Star, the pioneer of the Star Train. What do I want to do next? You want me to live broadcast the scene of Kafka’s mother taking a bath for you? No, no, no! I am moral, and she is my dear Mommy! Are you like this...what...what?!...Generate electricity and gifts for love...Let’s make an agreement first, you will have to pay extra for stealing bath water.)

Chapter 126 Willful

"Xing, when did you become so diligent?" March 7 opened the door and window of the bedroom, and the sunlight slanted through the gaps in the clouds on the patchwork patterned carpet, and also illuminated the profile of Xing's face.

Xing was flipping through the book "How to Survive on an Uninhabited Planet—Including Aboriginal Communication". To be honest, she had little interest in this type of book, and even felt that the book was completely superfluous.

She has always believed in the concept that you don’t have to run away from small disasters, but you can’t run away from big disasters. If she is really trapped on a desert island with no way out and no way out, then she will probably regret that she did not delete the browsing history in the browser earlier. I think her reputation as a pioneer will be ruined in one day.

But the problem is that this book was forced on her by Jiang Fan, which means that this book is useful, at least to prevent problems before they happen. Judging from previous experiences, the things Jiang Fan gave her were never useless gadgets.

Just like the garbage bag he stuffed into himself in Belloberg, as expected, when he tasted the sandwich made by Sylva in the morning, the effect was the same as drinking Sister Himeko's coffee on an empty stomach in the morning, and the stomach acid leaked out. , if it weren't for the garbage bag, I guess I could spit it on March 7's lap.

So based on Xing’s experience gained from the past, the content in this book "How to Survive on an Uninhabited Planet—Including Aboriginal Communication" should be useful. Even if this book was given to her by Jiang Fan, then She also learned a survival skill.

"Is it rare that I am diligent?" Xing glanced at March Qi who was standing in front of the window and took a deep breath of the warm sun, and said angrily.

"It's not uncommon for you to be diligent. I've seen you get up at four in the morning holding a trash can and giggle, and I've seen you get up at six o'clock and look for trash cans in the lower area of ​​Belloberg, but I've never seen you at seven o'clock. You study while holding a book." March 7th glanced at the title of the booklet Xing was holding in his hand.

"Hey! Do you want to imitate Bear Grylls or Ed Stafford?" March 7 said, "Do you want to go back to Belloberg and survive in the wild with Jiang Fan's sister Lingke? Then I advise you to carry a trash can on your back, which can greatly increase your desire to survive."

"What do you know? Some of the questions in this book are quite profound." Whether there is a source of fresh water and food... to be honest even I didn't think about it!"

March 7 was stunned: "Then what did you think of?"

"I guess I have to check if there is internet on my phone before I open my eyes. If there is internet, I won't starve to death even if I am trapped on an island. I can order takeout! If there is no water, I will drink milk tea. If there is no food, I will eat. Hamburger...."

"You should go to Natasha's place to have a look at her brain...instead of studying this survival manual."

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The setting sun flooded into Jiang Fan's field of vision like a sea tide. The huge sun wheel had touched the ancient sea. Tens of millions of tons of water in the ancient sea were surging into huge waves that hit the towering pillars again and again. The tide would break with every collision. White water splashes were blown from the sky by the strong wind and splashed on the green bricks in front of the hall, like an intermittent rain.

During the few minutes when the ancient sea was violently turbulent, Jingliu remained silent, without any expression or movement. She silently looked at the rushing ancient sea and the quiet sunset, watching the last afterglow of the sun being withdrawn inch by inch, and Jiang Fan was also silent. He just stood beside her and looked at her uneasily.

The Linyuan Realm is the hometown of the Mingchi Clan, and it is also a forbidden area for the Mingchi Clan. For Jiang Fan and Jingliu, the empty and silent Linyuan Realm is undoubtedly a good place for a date.

They ran aimlessly on the shore of the ancient sea with bare feet. When they were tired, they lay down under the pillars, letting the returning sea water engulf their feet, pouring the few grains of sand into the gaps between their toes, and letting the sunshine As time passed by, he remained indifferent, thinking to himself that this would be fine, even if he died in battle one day, his life would not be in vain.

He would never forget Jingliu's smile in his mind. It came from the heart and was happy. It was probably her most unrestrained smile. She kissed his lips and shouted in front of the empty palace. Their laughter echoed throughout the abyss, and their footsteps were traced throughout the palace.

Her face was expressionless, and she didn't know if it was rain or tears that were sliding down the tip of her nose. Complex emotions were dancing in her pupils, like small flames, flickering on and off. He didn't know what those emotions were. But it felt very familiar to him. That was probably how he felt when he vowed to exercise and vowed to say goodbye to milk tea forever.

It was extremely quiet in Linyuan at first. Apart from Guhai and Jianmu, he and Jingliu were the only ones left between the sky and the earth. They stood on the shore and hugged and kissed each other against the waves, laughing wildly and lying on the fluff in front of the temple. Counting stars on the carpet, competing to see who can count more and faster and give them a loud name.

At this moment, there are tens of thousands of people in Linyuan. They bow their heads tightly and kneel down. Tens of thousands of Vidyadhara clan members are cooperating with them, as if they are closing the curtain on the last performance on a grand stage.

Billions of seawater fell from the sky and hit the blue bricks. The sound of rustling and waves enveloped the whole world. It was extremely quiet in the Dragon Palace, and the silence made people feel guilty.

Jingliu suddenly laughed silently, and his smile was so familiar, just like the domineering general who grabbed his collar and kissed him forcefully under the fireworks.

She slowly turned around, raised her head to meet Jiang Fan's eyes, and her body wet by the rain slowly moved forward. Little by little, she seemed to be walking cautiously on the tightrope, slowly crawling under it. into the arms of a man.

She stood on tiptoes and moved slowly, the heat from her breath tickling his neck until the tips of their noses touched lightly and the distance between their lips was zero.

Finally, it gently covered his lips, with overwhelming chill and pain, and the blood dropped on the green bricks and splashed bright roses.

"I'm sorry... I'm always so willful... Please forgive me for being willful for the last time."

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Happy Chinese Valentine's Day! But I am not happy, and I think Jiang Fan and Jingliu are not happy at this time either. I never know how to write about knives, so do you understand? Don't trust my character?

I was flipping through my photo album today and suddenly found a photo of Rikka cosplaying in the past. I was thinking about whether to post it as a Chinese Valentine's Day benefit, but I don't think you guys will like it either (sigh)

Please send me power and gifts for love! !

Chapter 127 Great Cleverness

The melodious and low horn sounded in the sky. The rare sky in Luofu was not covered with dense clouds, but was clear. The warm beam of light was cast directly on the crowds of people on both sides of the street. This was probably This is the most lively and popular scene in Luofu in the past thousand years.

Except for the Yunqi on duty who were guarding the caves and ports above and below Luofu, all the officials from the Sixth Division of Luofu were present. Everyone was looking forward to it, their eyes filled with anticipation and admiration. They looked like fanatical fans of star-chasing groups, except that every one of them was different. Everyone held support light signs and neatly loud slogans in their hands.

It stands to reason that there are no legends on the Immortal Boat. Hundreds of years are just a snap of the fingers for the Immortal Boat people, but this man's deeds are so shocking that every Immortal Boat person is amazed.

The record and description about him in the newly ordered version of "Huanyu Tongjian" alone occupies dozens of pages, almost thicker than the history of the Xianzhou Alliance, and for this generation of Luofu Sixth Division officials It is said that most of them were not yet born when the legend killed the remnants of fertility and suppressed demons and monsters with one hand, and his fame resounded throughout the stars.

At this moment, the Changheng Commander actually descended into the mortal world and returned to the Immortal Boat Luofu. This was undoubtedly shocking news that could detonate the entire Immortal Boat Alliance. It only took more than half an hour for the news to spread, except for Xu Ling and Fang Hu Xianzhou. Unable to come for some reason, the other four immortal boats are desperately jumping here, just to witness the heroic appearance of Chang Heng Siming.

At this time, a misty drizzle fell, and the warm yellow light beams were filled with raindrops like cow hair. The warm light mixed with the drizzle, and the temperature dropped rapidly. However, this rain did not extinguish the enthusiasm of the people of Luofu at this time. Instead, it's like pouring oil.

The people in Luofu who were soaked by the drizzle only felt that this was nectar from heaven and a good omen. They were afraid that they would win big prizes even if they scratched the lottery tickets.

"Popcorn, hot chocolate, peanuts, plastic bag umbrellas, small benches!" Someone yelled in the crowded crowd, "Chang Heng Siming's photo! Autographed by Long Zun Jiang Fan of the Ming Dynasty family! Undertake signature business and daily life Photo album photos! First come, first served! Children are welcome!"

The misty rain falling from the sky made a crackling sound on the plastic bag worn by the person. On her chest was a photo of herself with Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan, and in her hand she held a hand that read "Inherit the autograph of the Ming Dynasty Dragon Master Jiang Fan/" The white board with "daily photo album photos/private photo album photos/photos with the Adyadhara Nagasun Jiangfan (additional money)" was being moved among the crowded crowd.

March 7 in the crowd was also startled by this guy. She may have been impressed by this smart business mind. Rather than being a pioneer, this woman holding a whiteboard may have a better future as a businessman or a fan leader.

The tinkling sounds of QR code receipts didn't stop for a moment. She didn't deliberately count March 7, but at least she heard hundreds of them. When she looked around, it wasn't the female fans she had imagined, but a group of them. The Yunqi soldier wearing silver armor was holding up his mobile phone and trying his best to get in. He didn't forget to shout his name loudly when scanning the code, for fear that the businessman would turn around and forget.

There was even a little girl from the fox tribe who came up and asked if there were any private photos for sale. When the businessman heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said that as long as the money was in place, not to mention the private photos, even the photos of Dragon Master taking a bath. We can do it all for you.

Witnessing this scene, March 7 felt mixed emotions in his heart, saying to himself, are you really not afraid that Ms. Heita will let the ancestor kill you? You dare to accept such a near-death mission as taking private photos, you don't want your life.

Obviously there are not a few people who have the same idea as March 7th. For example, a red-haired girl in the crowd stood on tiptoes and looked at the stars moving around in the crowd with an admiring gaze. She thought to herself: This speed of making money is countless times faster than eating noodles while standing on one's head or crushing boulders on one's chest. It is worthy of being an immortal boat, never raising idle people.

"What a miserable life I lived on the train." Xing glanced at the balance displayed on the screen of his mobile phone while changing positions, and took a breath of air, "Good brother, wherever you go in this life, I will follow you. Wherever I go, you, old man, are simply the guiding light in my heart."

In fact, she didn't expect that the people of Xianzhou would be so crazy. It was like the grand scene a few days ago when the interstellar group Shit Boy's concert charged youth fares on the Internet.

If Jiang Fan can debut in Xianzhou, he may become a national idol in minutes. He will probably make a lot of money just by selling private photos. By then, buying an interstellar garbage dump will not be a problem. As for the Black Tower She had long forgotten about the likes of Cocolia and Sylva, and her mind was filled with images of her butterfly swimming among the sea of ​​trash cans.

At this time, the sound of high-spirited horns echoed melodiously in the streets and alleys of Luofu. The crowded crowd instantly boiled like boiling water. Everyone stared expectantly at the end of the red velvet carpet connecting the Abyss Realm. There was something vaguely there. It was coming at a gallop, carrying an overwhelming chill.

"Here he comes." Jing Yuan slowly opened his eyes and looked up in the direction of the cave in the Abyss Realm in trance, "That great power... is the power of immortality."

Fu Xuan raised his eyes and looked at Jing Yuan, and was silent for a while: "General, welcoming the return of General Tianzhu with such fanfare, will it force the rats behind the scenes to flee?"

At first, Fu Xuan was opposed to Jing Yuan's grand welcome to the return of the Ming Dynasty Dragon Lord Jiang Fan.

In the final analysis, the Secret of the King of Medicine is a rat organization hidden in the sewers. In the past, the Xianzhou Alliance has surrounded and suppressed them many times, but this group of people is like weeds, good at hiding themselves, so much so that Luofu now also has a secret of the Secret of the King of Medicine. It is said that there is no trace of a group of people, and we can only know that they are hiding in the Aland Cauldron Division.

Just like the gongs and drums are beating to welcome the return of the legendary Dragon Ancestor, I am afraid that the group of rats can't wait to dig through the immortal boat and survive in the cave hidden within a thousand meters underground. After all, the Dragon Ancestor once had the power to nearly wipe out the entire Medicine King alone. The secret achievements, not to mention that even the longevity plague ancestor they believed in was beaten by that adult and fled in embarrassment. To those rats, Lord Jiang Fan was no different from the living king of hell.

"Fu Qing is overly worried. The relationship between Luofu and King Yao's secret biography is like a cat and a mouse. It will take a lot of effort and time for the cat to catch the mouse, but the master is very good at catching mice." Jing Yuanyao Shaking his head, "Just like what his old man always said, if the sky falls, there will always be someone tall to support him. But now looking at the entire fairy boat, his old man is the tallest. Can he still remain indifferent?"

"General...it's really the same blood..."

Fu Xuan was silent for a long time, thinking wildly in his mind that if Jing Jun abdicated in favor of someone more powerful, wouldn't he be the tallest in Luofu?

She turned to look at Jing Yuan. Jing Yuan was clasping his hands on his chest and looking towards the cave sky of Linyuan Realm. Looking at the cave sky building in the drizzle, she suddenly felt that the general's eyes were a little melancholy, as if he was lamenting. What, but she didn't ask, she just looked into the distance like him, looking at this ancient and magnificent building complex covered with a gauze made of rain.