Chapter 285 Confrontation
Dragon horns are of great significance to dragons.
Especially the dragon horn that was bitten by the lover.
At this moment, all kinds of ambiguous thoughts flooded into Longlong's mind. Longlong froze and could clearly feel the unspeakable thoughts.
~~, uncomfortable, unable to hold back the cough.
It seemed that the dragon was unable to control the ferocious habits left over from its history that were engraved into its DNA. It stretched out its pink little tongue and frequently licked his fingers, palms, wrists, and even wrists, shoulders, and collarbones, like a light, soft lick. Even the boy's shallow breathing sounded like it was~~.
We can't go on like this.
Shen Qianluo wrapped his arms around the dragon's body, pressed down on its tail, and held its dragon horn while humming and grinding his teeth. The tip of his tongue softly lingered around it... as if he was chewing a lollipop.
The dragon horn had a clear texture like colored glass, and the boy licked it left and right, up and down, front and back. The small canine teeth were very sharp, and they made a creaking sound when bitten. He even smacked his lips, showing a satisfied expression.
Not very harmful, but very seductive.
He had to come up with a countermeasure. First, he loosened the dragon's tail that was wrapped around his waist subconsciously, gave up the smoothness that made the dragon linger, then he tried to move his head away to save the wet dragon horn, and finally...
He heard hurried footsteps heading straight for this place in the distance, and the momentum of pain and joy suddenly cooled down.
"Hmm..." Shen Qianluo seemed to be slightly startled by the approaching abnormal breath, and turned over, about to wake up in an instant. Longlong stretched out his claws to cover his ears and licked his cheek to comfort him.
A familiar and reassuring scent lingered in his nostrils, and the young man, who had finally agreed to take a rest, completely calmed down. His slightly trembling eyelashes returned to calm, and he continued to fall asleep peacefully.
"..." After coaxing Shen Qianluo to sleep, Longlong turned around, his peaceful eyes cast on the face of the visitor. He squatted on the ground, his claws together, his tail spread out and surrounded, looking majestic without anger.
Zhongli had no way to deal with the sleeping Shen Qianluo, but he had many ways to deal with the scattered soldiers who came after hearing the noise.
But even so, the skirmishers couldn't actually see them.
The young master of Sky Island is in a tomb surrounded by wild monsters, so he will naturally take some defensive measures. The barrier that separates the three people in front of him has such a function.
Only those inside can see the situation outside, and to the skirmishers, it is just a layer of translucent solid film.
The pale white waves like milk mixed with water carried the flow of energy, with faint golden dots mixed in it, adding luxury and elegance to the Bling Bling barrier.
While the boy was sleeping soundly, Longlong, as his lover, naturally had to receive some strange guys who had offended him.
"Xiao Shen..." San Bing hesitated for a second. The barrier in front of him was incompatible with the overall style of the Red King's Mausoleum, and it was obvious that the power protecting the barrier did not come from the same source as the Red King.
Then it becomes clear who created the barrier.
"Is it you?" Seeing no one answering, Sanbing frowned slightly. He raised his hand to press against the barrier in front of him. Waves of water rippled out from his fingertips, but they could not be easily broken.
In order to find the truth and clear up Shen Qianluo's injustice, he searched for him for a long time but was turned away. It was not a pleasant feeling. Sanbing's eyes became even gloomier, and a flash of lightning appeared in his palm.
"You made me travel thousands of miles to the desert to find the so-called truth. Now what? Now that I'm here, what kind of answer are you going to give me?"
The blow hit the barrier, and as expected, the barrier remained motionless and even emitted a golden light.
“……”Shen Qianluo slept soundly and turned over happily.
"I heard some noise, come out." The thin barrier between them seemed like a natural moat, and the scattered soldiers couldn't help but taunt, "Heh, you silent coward, what's wrong, are you asleep?"
Shen Qianluo: "...Longlong..."
"What dragon?" With a look of displeasure on his face, Sanbing spoke frankly, "The one you are holding in your arms? It's just a toy..."
Shen Qianluo: "Xiang, don't run..."
Skirmisher: “…Huh?”
A lot of information about incense instantly loaded into his mind, and he even suspected that the incense that Shashen Qianluo was talking about was referring to himself (crossed out). Sanbing finally realized that something was wrong: "You can't be...really asleep?"
Shen Qianluo: “…”
Skirmisher: "..."
Thinking back to the tense situation he thought he had just had, the puppet boy was a little frustrated and embarrassed. But fortunately, there was no one else here except him and the sleeping Shen Qianluo...
The space was shaking, and he saw a conscious dragon jumping out and looking up at him.
Skirmisher:! ?
The dragon who had just been spoken ill of by him appeared!
And judging from his posture, he seemed to have been watching his attitude change all the time. What's more, he even looked like the master who was going to speak for Shen Qianluo.
...Hehe, it’s obviously just a weak pillow, while Shen Qianluo and I are the individuals who can communicate on an equal footing.
...As a doll, I should be able to say something like this about the pillow, right?
San Bing's expression changed again, as if he had thought of something: "You are the life he created...himself?"
Longlong looked up at him, but did not answer. Instead, he showed a puzzled expression.
The soldier just stared at him and was silent for a while: "Then he treats his creation very well."
As if he understood Sanbing's self-deprecation, Longlong nodded. Sanbing saw that he was well-behaved, cute and harmless (fog), so he squatted down and stretched out his hand: "...Can I touch you?"
Longlong became alert and took a step back, showing his resistance. He turned his head to look at the barrier, then at the scattered soldiers, and jumped to the side of the barrier.
Rejected once again, the soldier raised his eyebrows unhappily: "Oh? You mean, only he can touch you, but I can't?"
Long Long nodded calmly. If a calm look could be seen on Long's face.
The string of tic-tac-toe above Sanbing's head was well developed, and he threatened the cute Longlong in a serious manner: "What if I insist on touching you? What if I take you away and make you never find him again, and make you think that he abandoned you and you are not that important to him..."
Longlong walked back to the barrier calmly, and the dragon tail that sank into the barrier at the end seemed to say calmly, "I have read it, you can go back."
Failed to bully Longlong·Stabbed in the chest again·Sanbing: "..."
In that case, he didn't believe that Shen Qianluo wouldn't wake up today.
So the soldier stood outside the barrier with his arms folded and a menacing look on his face. Longlong snuggled into his arms and lay intimately inside the barrier. After n+n hours, the sun rose and set, and the moon continued to rise and set, and Shen Qianluo finally woke up.
He raised his hand in a daze and casually removed the barrier. With a swish, he met the gazes of Longlong and Sanbing, who were glaring at each other from close and far away. He stood there in a daze for a moment, and his brain short-circuited for a second.
How come...even the air around us seems so gloomy and tense?