Chapter 345 Reverse Scale
According to Shen Qianluo's plan, he replicated his body and strength in the ancient past, and used the authority of Shen Qianqiao entrusted to his brother in the past to summon a young man from a higher dimension - Xu Qingluo.
With the help of Xu Qingluo's power, he successfully stirred up the situation, changed the entire world, and helped Shen Qianqiao become the new Tianli.
There may be accidents or mistakes along the way, but fortunately, he stopped the enemy reinforcements that harmed his brother at the last step. Shen Qianqiao escaped from the "falsehood" with the help of Fengyuan Manye, Xu Qingluo and his lover, and the premise of the subsequent plan was finally successfully achieved.
But at this moment, Zhongli actually whispered to him that the god's father might have an incomplete divinity.
Both my father and mother are incomplete gods...
He was not clear about his parents' past, but when he thought of this, he recalled the old things with "Heaven's Law", and the boy still felt a complicated sigh.
Shen Qianluo opened his eyes.
In the dim sunlight, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the brilliant light outside. He was nestling comfortably in the arms of a cute dragon, with its slender arms wrapped around him. The man's eyes were closed but he did not look lazy. The sunlight outlined his dark hair with a golden edge, showing his noble majesty in his grace.
Shen Qianluo became excited.
Longlong is in a light sleep today, so how can he, who has a close relationship with Longlong, not take this opportunity to ravage (play with) him?
"A-Li hasn't woken up yet. Such a lazy Longlong should accept the punishment from the young master~"
The next second, he was grabbed by the wrist while struggling, and he looked into Longlong's eyes and remained silent for a second.
However, Shen Qianluo was not panicked at all. He shook his aho-mane hair and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work on this trip. Xumi's plan has been successfully completed. I finally have time to take a short rest."
He sat on one of the long and slender thighs, leaning slightly to the side to touch Zhongli's cheek, his toes hanging in the air, the curve of his waist becoming increasingly soft, and he was naturally drawn into his arms.
Seeing that he was still frivolous and playful, Zhongli finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to touch his forehead: "Is your soul damaged?"
“With Mr. Zhongli, the weak demon god, taking care of me, there will be no problem.” He stood up and stretched his muscles. The dragon scale hanging on his neck accidentally slipped out of his collar, and the boy was stunned for a second.
The sound of friends rushing over after hearing the news could be heard outside. The god gently clenched the dragon scales with one hand, and smiled back: "Ah Li, are you going to put everything on the line with the young master?"
"Given the bond between you and me, this should have happened long ago." He heard Zhongli's serious reply, "Qianluo, it is precisely because you never bother others that I chose to accompany you in that way during my trip to Xumi."
The soft silver hair slightly covered the golden pupils. Shen Qianluo was silent for a rare moment, and the relaxed atmosphere he had always created disappeared: "...I can't hide it from you after all."
"Even from the perspective of considering others, the word 'concealment' is too strange." When Zhongli came to his side, the pleasant scent like pine, wood, and elegant like a gentleman became even stronger.
"You once said that I don't know how to accept gifts from my people, but you yourself never cast your eyes on the people who protect the mortal world. You also said that I don't know how to rely on the help of my friends, Qianluo..."
"But Qiao is in danger because of me." Shen Qianluo interrupted him while muttering stubbornly, "Besides, the young master is born evil and will take away everything that everyone cherishes. I never realized that Qiao's weakness was because I took away his talent..."
"Before they were born, gods did not have their own will. That was not your intention, Qianluo, there is no need to blame yourself..."
“But it’s my nature.”
The two people who interrupted each other's conversation met each other's eyes. Shen Qianluo snorted lightly, as if he had finally refuted Zhongli. He turned around and was about to open the door to throw himself into the arms of his friends such as Sanbing, Chiwang, Ruota, Nibelungen, Nashida, and Apep, but was pulled back by Zhongli.
"I prefer it this way."
“…Like?” Unable to follow Zhongli’s train of thought, Shen Qianluo was stunned for a second.
Then he heard Zhongli's gentle voice flowing into his ears: "Even if you have the nature to deprive others of their precious things, you are the one I cherish most. How can I be afraid of this?"
"..."
Zhongli hugged him from behind, which made it convenient for Shen Qianluo to turn around with a slightly red face... and grabbed his collar on his chest.
The sudden change in posture amplified their heartbeats. Shen Qianluo froze and brewed for a few seconds, his earlobes smudged: "...I am very scary."
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and Zhongli helped him tidy up his messy hair: "That is why I am willing to believe in a terrible god who can protect all his cherished people in times of crisis."
"... "
Shen Qianluo stared at him silently.
Zhongli looked back fondly.
In the end, the young master was overwhelmed by this inexplicably terrifying yet warm atmosphere. He glanced around helplessly, and suddenly remembered something. He picked up the golden dragon scales on his chest and handed them to Longlong, accusing him: "So, Ah Li just so carelessly-"
"Give me your reverse scale?"
That is the dragon's reverse scale, the hardest part of the dragon's body, symbolizing the dragon's identity and authority, and is also the most precious treasure of the dragon clan.
"When emotions come, it's inevitable."
Longlong smiled as if it was all natural, which made the boy's hair stand on end: "If I, a child, threw away, lost, or even casually abandoned such a precious thing and gave it to someone else, what would Longlong do——"
He heard Zhongli's voice as he leaned in closer: "I have already given myself completely to you. How you deal with me is up to the will of the gods."
"..."Shen Qianluo was finally brutally defeated and could never get up again.
But he still didn't give up completely. He pulled Zhongli's collar unwillingly, stood on tiptoe, closed his eyes, and attacked him fiercely with an awkward expression and fluctuating breathing.
At least……
The friends who opened the door, concerned about the god's health, and rushed to visit him were suddenly shocked and caught off guard by what they saw.