The instant the idle hand touched his palm, it was as if it had been roasted by fire, a little bit through the pale skin of his palm and melted into his body.
That feeling was as if someone had lighted a handful of fire in his palm, and then followed the pulses of his whole body, burning all the way to his heart, and then running down his lumbar spine straight into his brain.
For a moment, Xue Xian only felt that the blood and bones all over his body were on fire. The situation, only vaguely remember that there is a trustworthy Xuan Mian by his side.
It wasn't until a long time later that he found something that could soothe that hot feeling.
He relied on that thing for a while to cool down, and his brain, which was hot into a pot of porridge, gradually woke up. When he finally opened his eyes to see his situation clearly, he realized that he had unknowingly turned back into a dragon. Judging from the two-wheeled vehicle lying in the grass and the messy vegetation, he became quite anxious...
And that so-called "thing that can relieve the hot feeling", unfortunately, it is Xuan Min—
He, who had changed back into a dragon body, was wrapping himself around Xuan Min as much as possible. It’s okay to be entangled with light, and he keeps rubbing against Xuanmin with scales and skins, trying to make every place that burns in a panic to walk through Xuanmin’s natural ice block…
Xue Xian: "..."
What should I do, I'm a little embarrassed...
The dignified one-stop, forcibly life has become a large-scale pet. Just like he wanted to wrap Xuan Min's body all over his body, those who knew the inside story could say that he was in a hurry to use Xuan Min to relieve the heat, but I didn't know... I thought he was so clingy.
The key problem is that, apart from himself, no one can understand his "inner story" that is so hot to death, including the entangled Xuan Mian.
Xue Xian gave Xuan Min a sneaking glance with a face of a dragon that could not be loved.
I saw that even though he had a huge black dragon wrapped around him, he was still there quietly, with his eyes closed, one hand was doing Buddha salutes, and the other hand was fiddling with the string of copper coins. I don't know if it was influenced by Xue Xian's keel, or something else, the copper coin was slightly different than before.
Xue Xian had borrowed the aura of the copper coins to nourish his muscles and bones, and now there is a faint connection between him and the string of copper coins, as if he had pulled a thread before him and the copper coins.
As Xuanmin's thumb rubbed the edge of the copper coin, Xue Xian could vaguely feel that something in the copper coin was loosening, and there were some bright yellow colors flowing on the surface of the copper coin, as if the dull rust was about to fade away. skin like...
He suddenly remembered that Xuan Min had mentioned before that there were restrictions on each of the five copper coins, and two of them had already begun to loosen.
Looking at Xuan Min's current appearance, now, it should be the so-called opportunity.
Xue Xian saw that Xuan Min was not moved by the things wrapped around him, and the feeling of "shame" disappeared immediately. Xuan Min's body temperature was really comfortable for him now. Once he didn't feel ashamed, he threw away the last layer of his face, grabbed Xuan Min's body confidently, and lowered the temperature first.
The copper coin in Xuan Min's hand trembled, and every time it trembled, Xue Xian felt an indescribable tingling sensation, as if every dragon scale was stretched out, and the burning heat under his skin was smoothed out. It comes out naturally. Although Xue Xian was a little uncomfortable with this kind of connection with copper coins, it was a good thing for him right now, so he didn't take it to heart.
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The soft sound like a spring seemed to come from his head, and Xue Xian, who was in the middle of the cold and heat, opened his eyes in a daze, and the huge dragon body coiled on Xuan Min rubbed twice again. He raised his head lazily and looked over against Xuan Min's shoulder. He saw that the copper coins in Xuan Min's hands had changed. Two of the coins had completely lost their gray skins, and they were clean and shiny, revealing an abundance of richness. Powerful aura.
However, he turned to see a wound on Xuan Min's hand that was grinding the copper coins. It ran across the tiger's mouth. The blood was seeping out little by little. It slid down the back of Xuan Min's hand and fell to the ground, and the ground was already mottled in several places. of blood.
At first glance, he knew where the wound came from. Xue Xian rarely found out with conscience, and felt a little guilty. He thought that he was a dignified dragon, with treasures all over his body, such as dragon scales, such as dragon saliva... In short, stopping the bleeding was just a matter of hand.
So, someone whose brain was boiled by the heat lowered his head and rubbed the wound. When the smell of blood touched the tip of his tongue, the heat in Xue Xian's brain suddenly dissipated. And Xuan Min's fingers that were grinding the copper coins suddenly stopped, and silently opened his eyes.