The little dragon king took office in Jiuwanhe, and his elders sent congratulatory gifts, filling Jiuwanhe's small treasure house to the brim. Jia Ze searched inside for a long time, and found a big cage.
It was originally a gift from a cousin of Jiaze. It is said that the cousin picked cold iron from the extreme north and tempered it. It is no problem to resist the three flavors of real fire. It is difficult for ordinary ascetics to escape. Good magic weapon. Because of the aesthetics of the Dragon Clan, it is also resplendent and inlaid with precious stones.
Jia Ze frowned as he looked at the cage, feeling that it was much more gorgeous than he remembered.
The clam spirit asked timidly from the side: "Your Highness, do you want to use this to pretend to be that monster?"
"Yes. Wait." Jia Ze thought for a long time, took a few pieces of kelp, covered the cage, and covered all the gems. It seemed that there was some sense of punishment, "Okay, drag him in .”
Eighteen river crab wrestlers held up their pincers and lifted Lu Ya into the Dragon King's gold-plated cage.
Jia Ze tried the method taught by his cousin, and said with satisfaction: "I will lock him up for ten or eight years, and see if he dares to contradict me."
Clam Jing said blankly: "Your Highness, if he accepts, what will you do?"
Jia Ze hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head to think.
Clam Jing said: "Do you want to continue to be a concubine?"
Jia Ze hummed, "Look at his performance."
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Lu Ya woke up in a daze, only to feel that he was leaning on a cold object, and when he opened his eyes, he was actually in a cage. He suddenly remembered, that damned little loach! Knocked him out!
The water waves vibrated slightly, and a row of shrimps whispered in front of the cage, dangling back and forth, staring at Lu Ya.
"This is His Highness's bride..."
"Because of being disrespectful to His Highness, I was locked up without receiving any kindness for a day."
"Tsk tsk, he looks average, it's useless for us to secretly watch him."
A shrimp touched its tentacles and said sourly.
Lu Ya stared at them in horror, "..."
The shrimps with broken mouths were stared at by Lu Ya, and gradually they didn't dare to speak, and scattered in all directions, swimming out along the gap of the window.
Lu Ya touched the cage. The outside layer was gilded, and the inside seemed to be made of polar cold iron. It was not a solid thing, but now that he was seriously injured and underwater, he couldn't light the real fire of the sun. Otherwise, the real fire of the sun will melt at the touch.
Lu Ya saw that some kelp was still wrapped around the cage, and tore it off without hesitation, but saw dozens of huge gemstones inside, shining brightly, so he couldn't help covering his eyes, thinking to himself that this was worthy of him.
Wait, no, this is also a cage again. Lu Ya clenched his fist bitterly. Even in Lingshan, he had never suffered such humiliation. When he recovered from his injury, he must roast the little loach.
At this time, the door opened, and the little loach came in. Only then did Lu Ya realize the layout of the room. He was placed next to the bookshelf, like an ornament, facing the jade bed of Little Loach far away.
Lu Ya was full of words and wanted to scold the little Niqiu, but he tried his best, but the little Niqiu didn't return to the room for several days and nights, and Lu Ya had to heal his wounds alone depressed.
Jia Ze is going to inspect his own waters. This is his first inspection, and he must touch every corner. It will inevitably take a long time. He didn't come back until several days later. After entering the door, he was stunned when he saw Lu Ya, and then suddenly remembered that it was the monster clan that he locked up.
He looked alive and kicking, and he didn't seem to be eating less of his food these days, Jia Ze rubbed his eyes and didn't care about him for the time being.
Lu Ya finally waited for him, and wanted to scold him to vent his anger, but as soon as Jia Ze came back, he climbed onto the jade bed tiredly, fell asleep, and covered his ears with conch shells, and he would not hesitate to say anything to Lu Ya. I can't hear you anymore.
Lu Ya punched the cotton again, very depressed.
After an indeterminate amount of time, the little loach, who had been in a deep sleep, moved, crawled on the wide jade bed, and moaned while clutching its forehead.
Lu Ya looked over vigilantly, but saw Jia Ze getting up from the bed, sitting at the table depressed, rubbing his dragon horns.
Dragons grow very slowly, and when they were young, their horns were only as big as a thumb. Now is the horn-growing period of the Little Dragon King, and the two jade carvings, which are only about an inch long, spontaneously fly obliquely, and their continuous growth makes the Little Dragon King feel a dull pain from time to time.
Seeing Jia Ze rubbing his horns in frustration, Lu Ya gloated, "You evil dragon, retribution has come."
Jia Ze endured the pain and was in no mood to quarrel with the Yaozu. He glanced at Lu Ya and snorted, "Wait, you will be reduced to a servant in the future to rub horns for His Highness."
Lu Ya's face was extremely ugly, "Unless I die!"
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Jia Zejiao was in pain for a while, and then gradually eased, and fell asleep directly on the table. After waking up, he shook Lu Ya to wake up, grabbed the cage and asked, "What's your name? What clan do you belong to?"
Lu Ya glanced at Jia Ze indifferently and didn't speak.
Jia Ze just teased him casually. He sat on the floor, leaned against the cage, took out a book made of aquatic plants from the shelf next to him, and flipped through it. This is all written about Jiuwanhe's deeds. Jiaze read it for a long time, and went to get a big plate of food.
Jia Ze ate half of the plate in front of Lu Ya, and then carried the food in front of Lu Ya with water flow. Because of yesterday's exhaustion and pain in the middle of the night, Jia Ze got up late, and the clam spirit didn't dare to call. Even, it seems that Lu Ya was not fed.
Jia Ze himself doesn't do bigu, and he judges others by himself, so he feels that Lu Ya should be hungry too. Although he hated Lu Ya, he still remembered that he hadn't eaten.
Lu Ya opened the food coldly, "Go away!"
Jia Ze was taken aback for a moment, his mood deteriorated again, and he said angrily, "I don't know what's good."
Jia Ze stuffed the food into his mouth by himself, but it was taken according to the amount of food Lu Ya ate last time, which was too much for him.
Jia Ze couldn't finish eating, and didn't want Lu Ya to know that it was all prepared for him, so he forced himself to eat some more, and when he couldn't eat any more, he stretched out his foot and kicked the cage angrily.
Who would have thought that this move was so big that the food that filled his throat was almost spit out. He quickly covered his mouth and looked at Lu Ya with tears in his eyes. The cage was heavy and strong, but it didn't shake a bit.
Lu Ya just felt baffled, what was he doing
"Your Highness, Your Highness." The clam spirit rushed forward in a panic, and slammed into the door along the water. He was in his original shape now, and when he hit so hard, the clam meat squeezed a little from the crack in the door.
Jia Ze saw the white clam meat protruding from the crack of the door, so he quickly opened the door with water, "What's the matter?"
The clam spirit said: "The water and fire boy under the sage seat of Lingshan Zhunti wandered around the river, and even asked the spirits to ask questions. Our blind old turtle heard it. He was asking if he saw anyone who fell down."
This is obviously looking for Lu Ya, and Lu Ya can't help but look up, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.
That day Nuwa Saint made a move, and now, Shuihuo Boy came out to look for him, it seems that several saints check and balance each other, Zhunti can't figure out where he is, so he can only use this stupid method.
However, whether the water and fire boy can be found or not, the Dragon King here can make the decision.
Jia Ze said, "No one is talking nonsense, right?"
The clam spirit hurriedly lowered its head and said, "Of course, the mouths of our Shui tribe are as tight as my clam shells, so foreigners don't want to ask anything."
"That's fine." Jia Ze looked down, and Lu Ya immediately turned his head to prevent him from seeing the expression on his face. Little Loach still doesn't know whether he and Shuihuozi are friends or foes, he can't reveal it first.
Jia Ze snorted and went out with the clam essence.
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Lu Ya worked hard to heal his injuries, and he recovered somewhat.
After Jia Ze came back in the evening, he ate on the jade bed with his feet up—he was also a dragon, so he was full from the last meal and quickly digested it. But as I ate and ate, I felt that the water around me was getting more and more boiling.
Jia Ze got up and looked at Lu Ya in surprise, only to realize that the water around him was boiling, and quickly jumped up, "What are you doing, even if you are locked up, you won't be like this! You are so angry!"
Lu Ya's body kept emitting heat, but it was a pity that the fire still couldn't ignite. He was feeling upset, so he looked at Jia Ze with a sneer.
Jia Ze was heartbroken: "Is it worth cooking yourself?"
Lu Ya: "..."
Lu Ya said angrily, "You're more or less cooked!"
Jiaze rolled up the water flow and washed away the boiling water. The cold water kept washing on Lu Ya's body. After it became hot, it was swept away and flowed out of the window in one direction. Occasionally, when an aquarium came across it, he would hold the hot spot and sharpen it. Call to swim away.
Jia Ze was relieved when he heard that he didn't mean to harm himself, "Then are you hungry? In fact, I wanted to give you something to eat before, but you didn't want it, which made me almost starve to death."
Only then did Lu Ya know why Little Niqian looked at him like that before, and couldn't help but sneered.
Jia Ze brought over his food, and seeing that the boiling water was still flowing, thinking that all living things on land love cooked food, he put the meat between a pair of jade chopsticks and scalded it in the water. After it is cooked, eat it in one bite.
Lu Ya: "..."
Lu Ya stared at Jia Ze's actions, feeling speechless. What kind of characters are there in Lingshan, he has never seen such a person.
It seemed to be not bad, Jiaze smacked it. In fact, he mainly tested it for Lu Ya, and he blanched a few pieces of meat to feed Lu Ya.
Lu Ya was very unhappy because he didn't start a fire, but just boiled the water, but because the little loach almost vomited himself, he became annoyed, and when he saw him scalding meat with boiling water, he just wanted to roll his eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, Lu Ya ate the meat. The past few days have been raw and cold seafood, and occasionally cooked food tastes good.
Jia Ze also had a good time, boiled all the food and shared it with Lu Ya. It was not enough, so he brought a jug of wine to drink hot. He was sitting outside the cage, smiling all over his face. If it weren't for the cage, he might not be able to see that he was angry with Lu Ya, and his temper came and went quickly.
Jia Ze used to live with his parents and was not allowed to drink too much. Now that he is in charge of the house, he forgets that he is not as good at drinking as he imagined.
The dragon's horn grew faintly, and Jiaze let out two cries of pain in his drunkenness.
Lu Ya saw a lustrous dragon horn passing through the gap between the railings of the golden cage. It was half-length but not short. There was only one fork, but it was a little bit cute. He couldn't help reaching out and touching it.
"Well..." Jiaze felt warm, different from the usual feeling of being washed by cold water, a little comfortable, and stretched his head forward, his face pressed more tightly against the cage, squeezing his tender cheeks to bulge two halves.
Lu Ya's hand bounced back immediately, seeing Jia Ze's drunk face, he snorted contemptuously.
He looked to the left and right, but the clam spirit was not there, and there was no shrimp peeking, so he took advantage of the little dragon king's unconsciousness, and pinched him hard on the face to vent his anger.