Wen Mingyu had long wanted to see Mu Zhan's dragon-shaped appearance, and had imagined it in his heart, but the real scene far exceeded his expectations.
I thought it was just bigger than a human, but what appeared in front of me was a huge body that seemed to cover the sky, but the dragon head was longer than the height of an adult man, and conservatively estimated that the length was more than 100 meters.
The whole body is covered with golden dragon scales, with two huge dragon horns on the top of the head, and a pair of wings on the back, and the feathers reflect a gorgeous luster in the sun.
This image is very similar to Yinglong in myths and legends.
If it has auxiliary wings, it is a true dragon. *
There is a saying in the ancients that Youfang is a real dragon.
But at this time, Wen Mingyu couldn't think so much at all. When Mu Zhan turned into a dragon and hung in the air, his mind went blank because he was too shocked. He could only open his eyes wide and stare blankly. An unbelievable scene.
He actually saw the dragon.
The golden dragon hovering in mid-air slowly lowered its body, its claws touched the ground, and landed on the ground in front of Wen Mingyu.
The golden vertical pupils stared at him closely.
The closer you get, the more terrifying oppression and shock you can feel, like a monstrous wave that can engulf people in an instant.
Wen Mingyu froze in place, forgetting to breathe, as if his body was out of control and unable to move, until the golden dragon in front of him leaned slightly, lowered his head, and lightly touched his shoulder.
This movement is extremely gentle, like a tiger sniffing a rose, cautiously, for fear of hurting him inadvertently.
Wen Mingyu regained her senses, relaxed her body, and stared at the golden dragon in front of her.
Because of the close distance, he could clearly see the outline of each golden dragon scale, the slightly raised arc, and the pair of deep and deep vertical pupils, as if the entire dazzling galaxy was hidden inside.
The double pupils clearly reflected Wen Mingyu's figure, as if locking people into his eyes.
Wen Mingyu looked up at him, and there was only this awe-inspiring dragon in his eyes.
Wen Mingyu took a step forward, as if bewitched, reached out and gently hugged the golden dragon's head, then lowered his head and touched him lightly with his forehead, kissing him lightly.
In an instant, Jinlong seemed to be frightened by something, and shook violently, and the dragon scales all over his body exploded, like an animal's fur.
Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and was amused by his reaction. She smiled so hard that she could not help but say, "So cute."
Jin Long's expression suddenly became extremely subtle, as if he couldn't understand why he was associated with the word cute.
He wanted to shake his head, but was hugged by Wen Mingyu again, and a slight movement might hurt him.
As a result, his huge dragon body seemed to be restrained by this little human being in front of him, and he didn't dare to move at all.
Wen Mingyu hugged him with uncontrollable excitement in her voice, "Your dragon shape is so beautiful!"
Jin Long's face was calm and calm.
Wen Mingyu asked curiously again: "You are very similar to Yinglong in mythology, do you also have some magical power? Can you breathe fire?"
The golden dragon froze, unusually silent.
Wen Mingyu suddenly realized that she was still holding the other person's head, so she must not be able to answer, so she quickly let go and waited eagerly for a reply.
Jinlong looked a little unnatural, and after a few seconds, he shook his head.
Wen Mingyu snorted and asked again, "Will it be the wind and the rain?"
Jinlong shook his head again.
Wen Mingyu continued to ask, "How about getting bigger or smaller?"
Jinlong still shook his head, but it was slower than before. It seemed that this action was very difficult for him. After three consecutive times, his head lowered slightly. It was still the expressionless face, and the dragon scales even glowed with a metallic cold light, which made people tremble...
It should have been like this, but Wen Mingyu actually felt that she saw a sense of grievance, like a lost dog hook who had not been praised and affirmed by the owner.
Wen Mingyu was amused by his brain tonic, and wanted to laugh, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the pitiful dragon.
"You're so cute, it doesn't matter."
This is not to coax Mu Zhan casually, Wen Mingyu really thinks that, in his eyes, the ferocious and amazing dragon in front of him is like some peerless cute thing, and it is still his favorite kind.
In fact, when Wen Mingyu imagined Mu Zhan's dragon shape before, he curiously thought about the problem of ability. The other forms of ordinary Alpha and Omega are real animals in nature. Mysterious species like Mu Zhan are extremely rare, so he couldn't help but have unrealistic expectations, wondering if it would be like a myth The dragon is so magical.
But in fact, think about it again, the advantage of Alpha in the future interstellar era is reflected in the spiritual power, which can easily control the mecha. Although they have carnivorous animal forms, they are only morphological features, not real tigers or lions.
If Mu Zhan can really call the wind and call the rain and breathe fire into shape, it will be too detached from this era. He can't be considered an ordinary alpha human either, but almost a god.
It's normal without those powers.
Wen Mingyu was just too excited to see Long, so she couldn't help asking for a while.
After he said Jinlong was cute again, Jinlong froze, but soon relaxed again, looking at him with an indescribable helplessness and connivance.
A sturdy, slender giant golden dragon with sharp claws stepping on the ground, its long tail hanging in the air, floating and swaying.
And such a giant dragon that seemed to shake the world, but in front of a human, bowed his head and listened to his words.
Wen Mingyu asked curiously, "Can I touch your wings?"
Jinlong nodded, and without hesitation, he gathered the wings on his back and pressed down, so that Wen Mingyu could reach out and touch it.
Wen Mingyu walked over quickly, but the wings looked close, but they were actually some distance away from him. Jinlong's body was too huge and slender. However, he only took two steps, and Jinlong sent the wings to him, so that he didn't have to run over.
Up close, it's even more surprising.
The feathers were full of brilliance, with a beautiful luster that was indescribable in words, like the most perfect artwork.
He reached out and brushed lightly over the feathers on the tips of the wings, soft and smooth, with an excellent feel.
I couldn't help but touch it again.
Mu Zhan was a little itchy, and he couldn't help moving his wings. The movement range was very small. He was afraid that if the wind of the fan was too strong, the fan would fly away and roll away.
Wen Mingyu touched it for a while, and then let go of her hand, looking at the big wings with some reluctance and envy, and said, "It's great to be able to fly."
Who didn't dream of having superpowers as a child? Being able to fly by yourself is completely different from borrowing props to fly.
He was still envious when his waist was suddenly entangled by the dragon's tail, and his body was suddenly suspended in the air. After panicking for a second, he was placed on the dragon's back, and the tip of the wing even tapped his arm, signaling him to hug.
Wen Mingyu was stunned, "Are you going to take me to fly?"
The answer is obvious.
After Wen Mingyu hugged the dragon's neck, the golden dragon really flapped its wings, and the strong wind blew the trees upside down, and then suddenly flew into the air.
The squatting dragon was already in a startled sleep, and a roar moved thousands of mountains. *
Wen Mingyu really saw the sense of picture described by this sentence.
The wind swept past Wen Mingyu's ear, causing his black hair to fly. The ground is getting farther and farther away from him, and he is sitting on the dragon's back and is constantly flying upwards.
The green trees in the mountains gradually became smaller, and when he flew to a certain height, he overlooked and closed the entire capital into his eyes.
The visual effect is stunning.
Not to mention, he is now flying on a dragon, and his emotional level can be said to have doubled several times, reaching a peak, and his heart is about to explode.
Wen Mingyu's bunny ears popped out, fluffy hanging on the side of his face, his eyes were bright, and he looked at the scene below excitedly, and then looked around, as if the clouds were close at hand, and he could reach out and touch it. A piece of softness.
Compared to the huge dragon, the Wen Mingyu on its back can only be regarded as a small one.
So no one can see him.
That's right, everyone in the capital saw the dragon flying in the sky, with a golden body, awe-inspiring momentum, and a submissive sense of oppression.
The people were shocked, thinking that this was the arrival of the real dragon, and it was a sign of auspiciousness.
They all knelt down, bowed respectfully, and prayed for the blessing of the Dragon God.
And the palace guards and guards who were standing outside the mountain forest and knew that the emperor and the queen had entered the mountain for an outing were even more shocked. They saw the real dragon fly out of the mountain with their own eyes, and it appeared not long after the emperor and the others entered.
Did the real dragon appear because of the saint
The saint is the real dragon and the emperor, who is favored and blessed by the gods
They were stunned for a while, then immediately knelt down in the direction of the dragon and bowed devoutly.
Everything on the ground was too far away, and Wen Mingyu couldn't see clearly. He didn't know that everyone knelt down and saluted them, but Mu Zhan saw it. After turning into a dragon, his five senses seemed to be strengthened. Even at a great distance, he could still see the scene on the ground.
But he was not moved because of this, instead he felt a little ridiculous.
When he was young, he was scolded as a monster because of the dragon's horns, but now he is regarded as a real dragon. The difference is really incredible.
He is also very clear that if he is not the most prestigious emperor today, once the dragon's horns are exposed, he will only be regarded as a monster. And if he has two horns as an emperor, the ministers will not hesitate to make up all kinds of beautiful words about auspicious signs for him. It all depends on where he is.
Even if it is his current dragon shape, which remains mysterious, flying through the clouds, and looming, it is fine, but if he really descends into the world and is discovered, he has no divine power at all, how long can those awes last
The best way is probably to do nothing, let everyone contact him with the auspicious omens of the real dragon's appearance, and think that the real dragon is here for him briefly.
However, it doesn't matter that Wen Mingyu doesn't need to know.
The golden dragon flew over a long distance with Wen Mingyu, and crossed the entire capital. Overlooking from a height, the shops were lined up one by one. Dense like a cobweb.
Wen Mingyu looked from the sky, the prosperous and prosperous capital was shrunk like a model, giving people a very magical and special feeling.
The grand palace, the luxurious and magnificent palace complex where he usually lives, is even more miniature at this time, and even a little cute.
Everything becomes very small.
Wen Mingyu hugged the dragon and looked at all the scenery below. There was only endless amazement in her heart, and for the first time she really knew what it was like to fly in the air.
Not only was it his first time to experience flying, but Mu Zhan also transformed into a dragon for the first time in his life and flew into the clouds, looking at everything in the world from this perspective.
Although it was the first time to fly, Mu Zhan used the wings very skillfully, like an instinct engraved in his body, and he knew it naturally.
Mu Zhan didn't fly very fast, so that Wen Mingyu could enjoy the scenery, and after a short while, he flew back to the mountains and forests.
Wen Mingyu tilted her head and looked at the dazzling luster of the wings under the sun. With a strong fan, it brought a lot of wind, blowing her robes, and her black hair flying.
He couldn't help but think, it's good to be a dragon, to have wings to fly.
Finally, Jinlong carried him on his back and landed steadily on the clearing in the mountain.
But Wen Mingyu was still a little reluctant to go down. When the dragon's tail wanted to wrap his waist and let him go down, he hugged the dragon's neck and held on to it for a while. Mu Zhan also let him go and let him continue to lie on his back.
When Wen Mingyu loosened his neck and thought about getting down, he wrapped the dragon's tail around his waist and put the man firmly on the ground. It was just because he had been flying for too long just now, as if he had just finished riding a horse, his legs were sore, he could not stand still, and when his feet touched the ground, he almost fell directly.
Fortunately, the dragon's tail was circled in time and supported him, so that the pain of falling heavily was avoided.
Wen Mingyu leaned against her and looked over curiously.
When in the form of a dragon, it was much larger than the human-like body, its head was longer than his entire body, and although the tip of his tail was smaller, it was also much larger than what he had seen in the Taiji Temple before.
Dragon scales are more beautiful than gold, and look very hard.
Wen Mingyu couldn't help reaching out and tentatively touching it. When he was about to meet, the dragon scales converged and would not hurt him. It felt cold to the touch, and penetrated through the thin skin, as if touching the hardest metal.
In the end, Mu Zhan changed back into a human form, put on his robe, walked towards him, and held his hand naturally, "If you want, we'll come again next time."
Meaning, not just fly this time.
Wen Mingyu's eyes lit up again, as if they would glow, "Okay!"
Although he doesn't have wings, his wife has them. Rounding up, he can fly freely, and he still rides a dragon to fly like a dragon knight. He never thought that he would have such a cool experience, no matter how he looked at it, he earned it.
When going down the mountain, Mu Zhan said, "I can't make it bigger or smaller at will, which is a pity."
Wen Mingyu said subconsciously: "The dragon is so big and imposing, like in myth..."
Halfway through the words, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, he understood what Mu Zhan meant, and stared at him in disbelief.
Mu Zhan didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with his words, so he asked back, "Isn't it a pity? Don't you want to?"
Wen Mingyu shook his head decisively. He didn't want to, not at all, and he didn't want to see the number of non-human beings. Now it's already very stressful.
Seeing his reaction, Mu Zhan smiled, took his hand and squeezed it twice, tickling it, "It's really cowardly."
Is this a question of the faint of heart? !
Wen Mingyu was not convinced, and deliberately said, "Is it my problem? Obviously you can't change your body shape arbitrarily."
"So, if I can get smaller, you can?" Mu Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked slowly.
Wen Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he began to regret what he said impulsive, but it would seem that he was too cowardly to take it back, and he didn't think Mu Zhan could change at will.
So he nodded, "Yes!"
Mu Zhan smiled meaningfully, "Remember what you said."
Wen Mingyu's scalp was numb when he stared at him, and she couldn't help trembling.
He hastily consoled himself. Have some confidence, they are just Alpha and Omega, not mythical world!
After muttering a few words in his heart, he persuaded himself and became calm.
When they came out of the mountain, the palace and guards outside bowed and saluted, and the awe on their faces became heavier.
Wen Mingyu was a little puzzled.
Mu Zhan leaned over and explained in a low voice, "They just saw the dragon in the sky."
Wen Mingyu suddenly realized, and yes, Mu Zhan's dragon shape is so huge, it is normal to see it. And what kind of fantasy creature, even if it is placed in the future, it will cause a huge sensation, not to mention the ancient times who believe in myths and legends, they must think that a real dragon has appeared.
But anyway, it's a good thing. Everyone will be more convinced that Mu Zhan is the real dragon.
Although it is not as powerful as described in the mythology, it already gives people a feeling of being out of reach. Perhaps, as the mascot of the town is very good.
Wen Mingyu thought so, she never thought that a mascot would play such a big role, even Mu Zhan didn't expect it.
Three days later, they received an urgent military intelligence report from 800 miles away, saying that the two enemy forces jointly attacked in the middle of the night, set fire to the granary, and General Wen Changlan was captured. The situation was urgent.
After Mu Zhan finished reading, his expression was grim, and he immediately sent troops to support him.
But the next day after this imperial decree went down, the palace received another good news.
It is said that a few days ago, a vision appeared in the sky. In the direction of the capital, a golden dragon appeared, flying through the clouds and shaking the sky, and the eyes just glanced at the battlefield, which brought great shock to the enemy.
Whether it is our army or the enemy, all of them can't help but bow down and bow down.
The enemy army's heart was shaken, our morale was greatly boosted, and the opponent was defeated and retreated, and the Wen Junshi was successfully rescued without any major problems.
At the end of the good news, he was also excited to say that it was only with the blessing of the Holy Dragon and the Son of Heaven that this victory could be won.
Mu Zhan: "..."
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Receiving the military intelligence news is, logically speaking, very worthy of joy and celebration. In fact, they were really happy, but when they thought about the reason for this victory, there were some complicated emotions mixed in this joy.
Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan looked at each other for a while, then laughed.
In any case, it was a happy event.
Mu Zhan did not expect that things would develop like this.
He smiled and said, "It's thanks to your sudden desire to see my dragon shape."
Wen Mingyu couldn't help laughing. He really joked with His Majesty the Emperor, acknowledged the credit, raised his chin and said, "That's it."
Mu Zhan couldn't help laughing.
He decreed a new order to bring back the army sent yesterday, released the good news, and wrote a letter to be sent to Wen Changlan.
After this incident, Mu Zhan felt that it might be necessary to fly in the shape of a dragon occasionally to prove that he was sheltered by a god, which would be more conducive to winning the hearts of the people.
Wen Mingyu is very supportive. On the one hand, he feels that it is indeed effective. On the other hand, he is also a little selfish. He wants to ride a dragon to fly in the sky, which feels very good.
But of course, not too often. The existence that is regarded as a real dragon, if you often come out and swing around, it will not be so mysterious and shocking, and it is the best to appear when you need to appease the hearts of the people.
Therefore, the experience of riding a dragon is still rare. After all, the dragon is large, and once it flies, it is not small, and it is easy to attract attention.
The Taiji Hall is spacious enough to accommodate dragons, but no matter how much it is, it is a bit reluctant. It is difficult to turn around and move. It looks like a greedy snake playing in the back. The snake is very long and can only be curled up and down. , looks aggrieved.
After changing once, Wen Mingyu smirked, hugged the faucet, touched and reassured and said that it would remain the same, and the human form was fine. On the other hand, Wen Mingyu's lop-eared rabbit form has no restrictions and can be changed at any time, jumping on the grass and eating timothy grass happily. Mu Zhan has a queen and a lop-eared rabbit that is soft and very rua. It can be said that he is a winner in life.
After the big marriage, their lives have not changed much, they are still greasy and even more sticky.
Wen Mingyu still came back from Guozijian after school, and occasionally went out to play with friends. Probably because they got married, Wen Mingyu's feelings for Mu Zhan were also reflected in every detail of life, which made Mu Zhan's sense of security satisfied. He no longer had to worry about gains and losses as he had just confessed before, feeling that Wen Mingyu was uneasy. Like him, maybe when will he leave.
The trust and dependence between the two are slowly building up and deepening, becoming the only irreplaceable one in life.
As long as I stay with him, my mood will automatically improve and I will be happy every day.
Time passed quietly.
One day, Wen Mingyu came back from Guozijian and found that the atmosphere in the Taiji Hall was a little wrong and it was very quiet. Zhao Dequan's expression was also a little complicated, and he frowned.
Wen Mingyu's heart sank suddenly, the first reaction was that something happened to Mu Zhan, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
If it was someone else, Zhao Dequan naturally wouldn't say it, but the one in front of him is the queen, and the one who is most likely to change the situation. He lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "The Holy Mother's biological mother passed away three years ago today."
Wen Mingyu quickly understood that this was talking about the palace change, the struggle for the throne, the cannibalism and bloodshed. Although Mu Zhan won the final victory, he also lost almost all his relatives. These relatives were not good to him, but only Concubine Shu was his biological mother. No matter what, Mu Zhan must have had expectations when he was a child and longed for maternal love.
But all along, he was just a tool for his mother to attract the emperor's attention and was abused in every possible way. In the end, the mother, who had hardly given him love, committed suicide by hanging when he ascended the throne, leaving a guilt suicide note.
Mu Zhan's love for his mother may have been exhausted long ago, but on this day, no matter what the reason is, he may not feel good in his heart.
Wen Mingyu pursed her lips tightly, unable to hide her disgust for Mu Zhan's relatives, but more than that, she still felt distressed for Mu Zhan.
In the past, the palace staff were very careful and did not dare to approach Mu Zhan, and would only leave him alone.
But this time, Wen Mingyu stepped into the hall door and walked in.
In the crack of the door, a beam of light poured in, penetrating the darkness.
He saw Mu Zhan sitting behind the desk, his face expressionless, his eyes lowered, and he couldn't see the emotions in it. It seemed that he was no different from usual.
Wen Mingyu's footsteps were very light, but he walked towards him quickly, and then lay down on his lap carefully, with his head resting on his lap, curled up like a fluffy little animal.
He looked up at Mu Zhan, stretched out his hand to him, and whispered, "I feel a little uncomfortable, I want you to hug me."