Charles looked at Jiang Wuyi anxiously, Jiang Wuyi looked down at the teacup in front of him, squeezed his sleeves with the hands under the table, and said in a low voice, "Hands are slippery."
Xiaolong felt that he was really strange, so he opened the door and went out to see Dai Lina, only to see Dai Lina fell directly from the third floor to the bottom table, gasping for breath at the moment, sitting on the ground in a daze, as if she hadn't reacted yet what happened.
Qingyue came out of the room, saw this and immediately helped Dai Lina up, and looked angrily at Charles who was lying on the third-story railing and looked down: "What's going on?"
Then Jiang Wuyi came slowly and gave her a cold look, which made Dai Lina's body tremble slightly, and a terrible thought arose in her heart: If Charles wasn't there, this man would definitely kill him!
So Dai Linna stopped him immediately: "No, it's okay, my feet are slippery..."
While she was speaking, there was a monstrous sense of fear in her heart.
Seeing that Qingyue was still angry, Dai Lina hurriedly pulled him and said: "Qingyue, I didn't stand firmly just now and fell to my ankle, can you help me go back?"
Qingyue was skeptical, so he had to help her back to the room. Charles frowned and looked back at Jiang Wuyi.
"I saw it, you hit her."
Jiang Wu denied it with a blushing face, "No."
"Obviously there is!"
Xiaolong Zaizai looked at him closely, with a very unhappy expression: "You're lying again."
Jiang Wuyi raised his hand to touch his horns, but was dodged, so he could only sigh and say, "Okay, yes."
Xiaolong was angry: "How can you hit her?"
Jiang Wuyi raised his eyebrows: "Why can't I hit her?"
"because… "
Charles blinked, but couldn't figure out how to refute, so he could only say again: "You...how can you hit someone casually."
Jiang Wu looked at him and said seriously: "Because I don't like her, or rather, I hate her."
Xiaolong was stunned, a little distressed: "But even if you don't like her, you can't beat her casually."
Jiang Wuyi lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Got it."
His well-behaved appearance made Charles feel at a loss, and he couldn't say a word if he was full of accusations.
Jiang Wuyi raised his eyes to look at him, seeing that he was silent, he stretched out his hand weakly to lead Xiao Zai Zai back into the room, and said softly: "Listen to your words, I won't mess around anymore."
Xiaolong was in a better mood: "You mean what you say?"
Jiang Wu nodded: "It counts."
Only then was Xiaolong Zaizai satisfied, and deliberately put on a straight face: "Then I won't tell you a story today either."
So without the Lord Dragon God to listen to bedtime stories, he could only sleep obediently under the instructions of the little dragon cub.
And just when Jiang Wuyi was about to fall asleep, he was woken up by Xiaolong again.
"Jiang Yan, when are you looking for Longlin?"
Jiang Wuyi opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly there was a pang of sourness in his heart. He only felt that when Xiaolong heard the word "princess", he urged himself to find Longlin. He clearly wanted to get rid of him, so he closed his eyes again. Eyes closed, pretending to be sleepy, he held the child in his arms, and pretended to fall asleep.
Xiaolong Zaizai was caught off guard by him, and the aroma of sandalwood and tea filled his nose. Seeing that he was fast asleep, he didn't ask any more questions.
Waiting for Xiaolong to sleep and breathe evenly, Jiang Wuyi rubbed his chin on the top of his hair, and murmured angrily: "Little has no conscience."
In the early hours of the morning, the murderous intent came quietly.
A black shadow flashed outside the window of the inn, and a string of footprints fell on the snow, but these footprints were small and light, as if they were not the weight of one person.
I saw the man blowing smoke from the window, then leaned over and walked in.
When he fell into the house, the body of this 'person' became more and more stiff and weird. He didn't look like a living person, and he didn't have any life at all. Even his face was covered with pulp, as if he was going to a funeral with a dead person. paper stick people.
The paper pierced man wandered around in the inn, as if he didn't dare to make a sound, he just floated faintly, his feet were flying in the air, his red cheeks and pale face were illuminated by the faint light of the early morning sky, showing a weird smile.
And he was floating around, and finally stopped at the door of Qingyue's room.
It stretched out its 'hand', but it was just an iron hook soaked in venom. It gently pushed open the door, drifted away, and arrived at Qingyue's window, as if it had received an order, it suddenly raised its claw.
However, when there was a sound of breaking through the air, it only scratched a ball of cotton wool!
There is no shadow of Qingyue on the bed, the one on the bed is clearly a barrier technique, but at this moment Qingyue is behind him, surrounded by Buddha bell flowers, faintly emitting golden light, as if warning.
The paper piercer reacted, turned around and struck back, but it was in vain. Qingyue had already sent out the lock sickle, and a part of the lock sickle was in his hand. The long chain was as flexible as a swimming snake, and he aimed at the paper piercer. Putting it on his body, the paper piercer immediately dodged, but was chopped off by the sickle.
Qingyue retracted the chain, and was about to step forward to check, but saw that the paper pierced man jumped out of the empty belly, and a smaller paper pierced man jumped out.
This paper pierced person is even more treacherous, with black air radiating from the empty eyes, and the "skin" on the body is actually made of dead skin scraped so thinly that it is full of evil spirits. The core is solid wood, and it is actually a puppet.
But without the paper shell, the petite puppet is more like a fish in water, Qingyue has no defenses, seeing that the puppet's poisonous teeth and claws will stick to him, but the buddha bell flower beside Qingyue shine.
The light beam shone through, and the puppet made a strange noise, and then hid back. Only then did Qingyue escape the blow, and fought with the puppet again.
The sound finally alarmed Dai Lina, and Dai Lina pushed the door open, red light flashed in her eyes, the fangs under her lips grew out, she raised her hand to freeze the puppet in the air, and directly stretched out her hand to grab the puppet's neck.
The puppet was covered in poison, but Dai Lina had neither breath nor heartbeat. She was not a living thing like this puppet at all, so she didn't care at all, but the puppet's claws were sharp, which almost scratched her again.
Qing was in a hurry, and was about to step forward, but Dai Lina had already turned into a bat to dodge, and the puppet screamed strangely again, and jumped onto the roof to confront them.
Xiaolong, who hid aside and watched the excitement for a long time, finally got impatient and yawned.
There was a faint silver light on the side of his neck, and fine silver scales appeared. The little dragon thought about it, and his mind moved slightly. It took a long time to push the cloud and mist onto the puppet.
Only then did Dai Linna and Qingyue see that Jiang Wuyi and Charles were standing outside the door.
Seeing that the puppet was frozen by the cloud and could not move, Qingyue looked at him strangely: "What are you trying to do?"
There was still the Buddha bell flower around him, but the light was getting darker and fainter, and there was a faint tendency to wither. Qingyue stretched out his hand to take the Buddha bell flower back, looked at it for a while with a complicated expression, and then put it away.
Jiang Wuyi was also curious, Xiaolong thought for a while, and said: "I want to try... can he be broken."
Dai Lina raised her eyebrows: "Cracked?"
After her words fell, Xiaolong had already looked at the puppet seriously, and saw that the puppet was struggling in the cloud, but was suddenly broken into countless pieces by the cloud, completely unable to make a sound, and fell to the ground with a slam, leaving only a piece of ground. Shavings and chippings.
Looking at this scene, Dai Linna and Qingyue took a breath at the same time.
Xiaolong was elated, grabbed Jiang Wuyi's sleeve and shouted: "Success!"
Jiang Wuyi boasted: "Very powerful."
It was the first time for Charles to attack with the power of a silver dragon. Although the familiar feeling of fatigue and overdraft came, he couldn't resist the joy in his heart.
Yinlong is a born great magister of the space system. Although Xiaolong is ignorant, his head is also bright. Just now, he used the knowledge of space decomposition in the inheritance to split the puppet into countless pieces.
But fortunately, this is a dead puppet. If it was a living thing, Xiaolong Cub didn't know how to do it. After all, the difference between a living thing and a dead thing is too great, and there are many differences in the principles of space.
But this alone was enough to make Dai Lina and Qingyue terrified, they looked at each other, and then at Xiaolong, they felt that the child was like a little monster with great destructive power, even the innocence was very dangerous.
Xiaolong looked around the puppet and looked at Qingyue: "I've been looking at it for a long time, why did it come to kill you? Oh... I see, you are not eloping, you are running for your life, right?"
Qingyue's complexion became worse than before: "No."
Xiaolong couldn't believe it, and looked at Dai Lina in a blink of an eye, but saw Dai Lina shrugged: "Don't look at me, I don't know."
Pain flashed across Qingyue's face, he turned to look at Xiaolong, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, my lord, for your help."
Xiaolong only knew that he had a bad temper, and he was a little at a loss when he said this: "Ah... I didn't mean to save you."
He really just wanted to test the abilities of the Silver Dragon Clan.
Qingyue stopped talking, looked at the crumb of the puppet, and pulled Dai Linna to the next room.
Jiang Wu looked at him from one side, and suddenly said softly: "Even if you don't say it, things like this will still happen again."
Qingyue paused, he stood at the door with his back to the crowd, his eyes were slightly red, Dai Lina couldn't see his expression, but could sense his emotion, silently clenched his hand.
After a long time, Qingyue said in a low voice: "It's okay."
He took a deep breath, held Dai Lina's hand tightly, and said loudly, "I will protect her."
Dai Lina blinked, Qingyue took her by the hand and left, only the little dragon cub and Jiang Wuyi were left in the room.
The rooster crowed outside the window, and the sky gradually approached. Xiaolong rubbed his eyes, feeling drowsy again, and dragged Jiang Wuyi in a daze to ask, "Who is trying to kill him? Even Mingyu Xianzong can't protect him!" Does he have to escape?"
"Ask him but he doesn't want to say..."
After all, Xiaolong seemed to understand something in a trance, and suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Wuyi: "If he doesn't say anything, then this person must be someone who has a good relationship with him. Could it be that the person who wants to kill him is Sect Master Liao!"
Jiang Wuyi also took the child back to the room: "Maybe."
Xiaolong thought about it again, and felt that something was wrong: "But it didn't feel right, could it be... Xiao Jue?"
He was thinking wildly until he was pushed back into the bed by Jiang Wuyi, his mind was spinning, and he closed his eyes restlessly and asked, "Jiang Yan, have you figured it out yet? I'm really curious."
Jiang Wuyi sighed, patted Xiaolong gently with his hand, and said in a low voice: "I can't think of it, these people are all possible, and I don't really understand their human thoughts."
Xiaolong's head was dizzy, but he still said stubbornly: "Then you are so stupid, I should be smarter..."
The stupid dragon god just hugged the smart little dragon cub and fell asleep again.
By the time Charles woke up from hunger, it was broad daylight.
Jiang Wuyi didn't know where he went, so Xiaolong could only get up by himself, put on his clothes with difficulty, wash up and run downstairs.
In the main hall of the inn, Dai Lina was staring at a table of delicacies in a daze. Her complexion was not very good, but the Sanguine didn't have a very good complexion. Sitting with Qingyue in a corner without sunlight, she was a little drowsy.
Qingyue returned to his previous look, poked the bun and shook it in front of Dai Lina: "You really don't want to eat it? Don't you want to try it?"
Dai Lina gave him a white look: "I said before, putting these things in my mouth is no different from candles, can you eat them yourself?"
The wound she was beaten by Jiang Wuyi yesterday is still not healed, and she fought with the puppet again at night, the blood race is nocturnal, and now she really doesn't have the energy to chat and laugh with Qingyue, so she just rests her chin lazily.
In a flash from the corner of the eye, Dai Linna saw Charles, but immediately swept away the bored look just now, and waved excitedly.
"Charles, come here."
Qingyue was instantly dissatisfied, and looked at her apprehensively. Dai Lina blinked at him, not knowing what she was implying.
Xiaolong then came to their table: "It's strange, why is Shen Sansi still asleep, he wakes up very early every day?"
Qingyue thought about it and said: "The puppet blew smoke last night. Didn't you see that the main hall is deserted and deserted. Except for the new guests, there are few people walking around. Most of the people are still awake. Even the shopkeeper's waiter is me. To wake up."
Xiaolong nodded, but still did not see Jiang Wuyi, and asked again: "Have you seen Jiang Yan?"
Dai Lina casually took out the lace fan and shook it, lazily and charmingly, her eyebrows twitched when she heard Jiang Wuyi's name: "I didn't see it, he didn't tell you?"
"I didn't see him when I woke up."
Dai Linna looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, and approached Xiaolong: "I have told you everything about me, now you should also tell about your affairs?"
Xiaolong unceremoniously reached out and took the bun in front of him and gnawed: "My business?"
Dai Linna said: "What is the relationship between you and Jiang Wuyi?"
Xiaolong bit his bun, and was a little dazed when asked. He wanted to say that the two were friends, but looking down at the cyan dragon pattern on his hand, he felt that the word friend was not appropriate.
So he thought hard for a long time, and said the truth: "I was detained by Jiang Yan as soon as I came here. He put a contract on me, and I can't leave.... He is actually very good to me, but..."
It seems that they can't really be called friends.
Dai Lina was surprised: "He treats you like a pet?"
"Not at all!"
Xiaolong was stabbed by this word, and retorted: "Jiang Yan is very good to me."
Qingyue hesitated to speak, but Dai Lina glanced at him at last, but he still didn't speak, wishing to bury his head in the bowl, Dai Lina shook her fan and sighed, then pointed at the two people who had just entered the inn and were talking with the shopkeeper.
"Look at them."
Xiaolong looked over and saw that the girl next to the monk had a pair of fox ears on her head, said a few words to the shopkeeper, checked in, and waved the sign to the monk, and the monk rubbed the girl's ears in comfort, Very intimate.
On the contrary, it's the same as Jiang Yan if he has nothing to do with him.
Dai Linna saw that he was still confused, so she said: "In this world, monks can raise demon pets at will, but for them, pets are just pets, just like the relationship between dragons and knights in the Noah Continent. Just a dragon knight's ostentatious treasure and a killing blade."
Xiaolong was a little lonely, and wanted to tell Dai Lina that Jiang Yan was not a monk, but a dragon clan like him, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he was not the same, so he chewed a mouthful of buns for a long time, but he didn't think to swallow it.
Dai Lina tapped Xiaolong's forehead and reminded: "Jiang Wuyi is a kind person. If you are smarter, you should think more about yourself. Don't trust him foolishly."
"It's okay if he treats you sincerely, but if he is cruel-hearted and cold-blooded, and only treats you as a pet, and will sacrifice you at any critical moment, what will you do?"
Xiaolong was speechless.
Seeing his tangled face, Dai Lina smiled: "Qingyue and I are leaving, I can't help you, I can only remind you, but you also remember, don't confront him head-on, you little cub Can't beat him."
After that, she winked at Charles, and Xiaolong's head, which had just woken up and was not clear, was successfully tied, and finally rubbed two buns, and left with a dazed expression on his face.
After he left, Qingyue dared to raise his head and ask, "Why are you sowing discord?"
Dai Linna slapped him on the head with a fan: "What is sowing discord! What I said is obviously the truth. We come from the same place, of course we should help each other, of course we have to tell him these things, besides..."
Her eyes fluttered, showing a bit of interest in watching the excitement: "Jiang Wuyi's purpose is not pure, can't you see it?"
Qingyue was surprised: "What is impure? See what?"
Dai Linna gave him a disgusted look, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, you can eat, it's okay."
Qingyue didn't know why, so he continued to eat with his head down, but he didn't see Dai Lina's silent sneer.
After all, she is also the baroness of the blood clan, so she couldn't be beaten in vain, right
When Shen Sansi woke up, most of the morning would have passed. It was rare for him to sleep so hard, but he felt a headache after waking up. However, when he raised his eyes, he saw Xiaolong leaning against the bed and staring at him quietly. , almost jumped up in fright.
"Oh my god, my little son, what are you doing, why are you staring at me so early in the morning?"
He got up in a hurry, seeing that Xiaolong still didn't speak, he looked around in confusion: "Where is Mr. Jiang?"
But Xiaolong didn't speak, just stared at him expressionlessly, which made Shen Sansi feel a subtle sense of creepiness.
In fact, when Charles had no expression, he looked extraordinarily cold.
He has a gorgeous appearance, with a strong exotic style, an unusually fair complexion and red pupils, silver-white dragon horns hidden in the golden hair, and those eyes are undisguised with a bit of animalism, dangerous And psychedelic.
The boy's bones also began to twitch, and the flesh on his face disappeared overnight after accepting the inheritance, making Charles look thinner and his face smaller.
It was rare for Shen Sansi to feel that he was facing an adult man, not a child.
It's just that Xiaolong pursed his mouth, and the cold feeling quickly dissipated, and he said in a low tone: "I don't know where he went."
Dai Lina and Qingyue had already left, but Charles's mind was full of Dai Lina's words.
Long Zizai is not stupid, rationality tells him that no matter where the strong are respected, he is not strong enough, so he can only bow his head, but his emotions are torn apart, and subtle grievances are welling up in his heart.
What can be wronged? Jiang Wuben is nothing like him, not even a friend.
Seeing that his expression was childish as usual, Shen Sansi was relieved, thinking that he was sullen because he couldn't find Jiang Wuyi, so he persuaded: "Mr. Jiang may have encountered something important, and he will come back after a while. Yes, you didn't look for it, did he leave any note for you?"
Xiaolong raised his eyes, turned his head slightly, Shen Sansi got up and put on his clothes, and took Xiaolong's cub back to the room to search.
And just as Shen Sansi said, there was indeed a note under the teacup on the table.
Shen Sansi laughed: "Look, Mr. Jiang went to buy Liangcheng's unique dragon vegetables for you. That thing is rare and only found in the upper reaches of the Hengjiang River. It is a rare delicacy in the world. You have to salvage it in the morning, but you can only get it at noon. After eating it, I can’t wait to shatter it in the afternoon... "
On weekdays, the little dragon cub would definitely wait obediently at the inn, Jiang Wuyi also had this idea in mind and deliberately detained him in the inn so that he would not be able to find the eldest princess who had just arrived in Chu Nan.
But now Xiaolong is pinching the note, but he doesn't feel very happy, instead he feels a little bored.
He had seen the cats raised by the nobles in Robushai City.
When the owner is happy, the cat is the treasure of the whole manor. In order to make the cat happy, the nobleman even built a cat castle in the manor.
But when a noble envoy of God came to Haicheng and showed some love for the cat, the nobleman impatiently gave the cat out as a gift.
Sadly, the envoy didn't like cats much, he just thought it was funny at the time.
The last time Charles saw the snow-white cat was in the dumpster behind the court.
Probably the cat angered the envoy, and was beaten badly, covered with dirty blood, covered with white fur, closed his eyes just like that, and never woke up again.
This was an unpleasant and long-lasting memory, but Dai Lina's words today made Xiaolong suddenly think of that cat.
He didn't even know the cat's name, and with the only pity he had, he picked it up from the trash and buried it under the sand on the coast.
Shen Sansi felt that the child's state was not right: "What's wrong with you today?"
But Xiaolong suddenly said without beginning or end: "I... don't want to become a cat."
"Become a cat?"
Shen Sansi was baffled, and asked speculatively: "If you really want to find Young Master Jiang, I'll go out and find it for you."
Xiaolong shook his head: "I won't look for him."
Shen Sansi was helpless: "Then what do you want to do, I will go with you?"
Xiaolong Zaizai thought about it, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Let's go find the princess!"
Shen Sansi's expression froze: "Princess...princess?"
Charles nodded: "Yes, let's go find the princess. Dai Lina said that the princess will go to Hongzhai Yizhuang today. I don't know where it is, but you can try my new ability!"
Shen Sansi was shocked: "This is impossible, young master..."
However, his refusal was useless, Xiaolong Zaizai was already holding his collar, and with a flash of silver light, the figures of the two disappeared completely.
…
Jiang Wuyi was waiting for the fishermen to catch the precious food by the river.
He has an extraordinary temperament and is dressed in luxurious clothes. Standing by the river, he looks like an immortal walking out of a painting. Everyone looked at him for a long time, and finally a fisherman couldn't help asking: "Young master is an immortal teacher, and he also likes our Liangcheng." Longcai?"
Cultivators seldom pay attention to their appetites. If they didn't like it so much, why would they stand on the shore and wait under the sun all morning? Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuyi shook his head, and replied with a rare temper: "Bought for the children at home."
When the fisherman saw him talking, he became bolder: "Ah, the fairy master has a child?"
Jiang Wuyi smiled lightly, and his tone was somewhat smug: "It's not a child, it's a Taoist companion."
After he finished speaking, he stopped talking, and waited for a while, but suddenly his face turned pale, and he felt that the other half of his soul was thousands of miles away in an instant!
Even though the spirit and soul were separated, they were still connected in the slightest. When they were separated too far suddenly, Jiang Wuyi felt a burst of fishy sweetness rushing up, and then his eyes turned black, and even his mind became blurred.
And the fisherman who was still chatting with him just now took a look at him and immediately took a deep breath.
Standing here is still Mr. Pianpian, with a humanoid body covered with green scales, it is a foreign object that came out of nowhere!
The fisherman yelled in horror, and the next moment, the man was gone and disappeared into the air.