Chapter 144 Chapter 144 The Gilded City.
Su Cheng looked up in shock.
The huge, black and red tongue tip with fine barbs and jagged edges gently swept across her hot cheek.
It felt very soft, like being brushed by goose down soaked in ice water.
She soon felt the tiny, tough raised spines again.
They didn't scratch the skin, but rather had a matte feel, slowly scraping from the cheekbones to the jawline.
A chill spread across his cheeks, mixed with a strange yet familiar aura of power.
He seemed to be observing and also confirming.
Su Cheng stiffened slightly, his waist, which was wrapped by the dragon's tail, tightened slightly, and the blood in his body rushed wildly, as if responding to the familiar breath.
Whether it was the Dou Qi that had long been deeply integrated into his body, or the power he had previously gained in the Trial Gate—
Or it could be the longing accumulated in a foreign land and time.
They blended together, coalescing into a desire that this contact ignited.
The sense of satisfaction that felt like returning home made her heart beat wildly.
Su Cheng raised his hand and gently stroked the dragon's jaw.
Despite the huge size difference between the two, she could only touch a small part of the scales, and they were still cold and hard when her fingertips touched them.
The black dragon in front of her didn't react any further, but just stared at her silently, not knowing whether he was analyzing her actions or still in a state of confusion.
Su Cheng felt that He seemed quite calm.
Perhaps because of this realization, she felt more impulsive and courageous, and slightly separated herself from the dragon's tail that was gradually relaxing around her waist.
She breathed in the pungent and choking air and held the other person's jaw.
Then he kissed her.
——Probably like a butterfly kissing a huge flower, her lips touched the black scales that she had touched.
Although she was much smaller than the other person, she was still very cautious in her movements, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
Time seemed to stand still.
That kiss, as light as a dewdrop, created ripples that seemed to shake the ancient mountains.
She saw the blade-like pupils suddenly shrink, and a certain emotion burst out from the golden eyes with burning lines -
It was like shock, confusion, and a bewilderment beyond comprehension.
It was like a stone hitting the ice, creating thousands of cracks, and a storm seemed to be brewing in the depths of the pupils.
The tip of the tail, which was curled up loosely, suddenly tightened, as if it wanted to figure it all out, but also as if it was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.
The black dragon lowered its head and approached, its muzzle slightly opened.
For the dragon clan, this action has many meanings. It may be a precursor to angry breath, preparation for eating, or of course it may be about to speak.
Su Cheng felt the connection deep inside his body humming, as if it was pleased by the contact.
The next second, something strange happened!
The emotions in the black dragon's eyes suddenly disappeared, as if countless thunders were blooming in the golden ocean.
Pitch-black flames suddenly erupted from the cracks in his obsidian-like scales, and his entire body began to burn without warning.
The uncontrolled flames rolled and expanded along His body—
He let out a violent roar and threw the person in front of him out.
Su Cheng folded the space habitually, quickly landed while moving, and then looked at the black dragon that was inexplicably furious.
He seemed to be trying to break free from some invisible shackles, with confusion and madness surging in his golden eyes, as if he had completely lost his mind.
It didn't look like the eye of a living creature, but rather like the core of a star about to explode, burning in an abyss of pain.
——That is also one of the characteristics of chaos incarnation. As the ancient dragon ancestor who symbolizes this power, this is part of His existence.
Or perhaps He is not capable of possessing truly complete intellect.
Su Cheng also knew this.
Before confirming the other party's identity, she thought it was normal, as other ancient dragon kings also had similar characteristics.
However--
Now she couldn't avoid feeling uncomfortable.
The black dragon spread its wings that covered the sky and the sun, and the entire canyon turned into hell in the chaotic energy fluctuations.
The mountain walls on both sides collapsed and crumbled in an instant like sand castles blown away by the wind. Huge rocks rolled and splashed like a rainstorm. The ground was also torn apart, and countless cracks crisscrossed and spread, and black and red magma gushed out.
"...So, this probably wasn't the touching reunion you were expecting."
A voice passed through her consciousness and sounded in her mind.
"If this is His core, this is the real Him, not the image you are familiar with."
"?"
Su Cheng couldn't help but be shocked.
expect?
Is there anyone in this world who knows that she traveled from the future?
Her thoughts were confused for a moment.
A pitch-black fireball as big as a meteorite came towards him, dragging a light like a meteor's flame tail, and pouring out in all directions with a torrent of breath.
It was not entirely a physical attack visible to the naked eye, but rather a destruction at the level of rules. The entire space was distorted, swallowed up, and collapsed.
The entire canyon was plunged into complete darkness, and the last rays of light disappeared in the black flames.
"...Yes," she said softly, "It's different, but it doesn't really matter."
A shadow as heavy as a mountain collapsed over her, and black flames emitting a strange heat drew closer.
“…He has seen all kinds of me and accepted them all, so why can’t I?”
——Of course, having said that, she didn't want to gamble on whether she could survive.
So she teleported away.
At the last moment, Su Cheng wanted to see His appearance clearly, but all he saw was endless flames and smoke, dark gray haze everywhere, and the collapsed canyon covered the sky.
“…”
Su Cheng originally wanted to return to Tetia, but perhaps because the magic of crossing dimensions required high standards, her condition was not very good when she cast the spell.
So she was standing in a crowded, narrow street, surrounded by a lot of people, chattering in thick, unfamiliar accents.
It was obviously a strange place.
She took a deep breath and tapped her head, trying to communicate with the voice from before.
But no one paid any attention to her.
All right.
No matter who that was, was it the voice she heard after killing Lin Yun?
"You know what," she said unhappily, "I did run away, but that doesn't mean I don't accept it. I can't expect Him to die there, right? If He needs help, I'll be there anytime. Even if He may just feel that my scent is familiar but doesn't know who I am."
The clamor of the surrounding streets drowned out these strange soliloquies.
Su Cheng smelled the strong, almost condensed and rich aroma of wine, which came over like a warm wave and washed away the burnt smell lingering in his lungs.
She squeezed out of the crowd and came to the avenue, where she found that the pedestrians nearby were singing the ballad of running away, wearing colorful clothes, and dancing drunkenly in the streets and alleys.
Almost everyone was holding a glass or bottle, taking a sip from time to time. Many people had no more wine in their hands, but still made gestures to drink.
The taverns on the street were wide open, crowded with people, the noise almost blew off the roof, and the air was filled with the smell of fermented grapes, various fruit nectars, and barbecue fat.
"Hey, pretty lady—"
Someone stuffed a bottle of wine into her arms and left with the crowd without waiting for her to say anything.
She stood silently at the door of a deserted pastry shop. The owner was sitting under the eaves to enjoy the cool air, looking at the partying crowd on the street with envy on his face.
Su Cheng unscrewed his bottle, "Hello, why don't you drink?"
"I've been drinking potions lately," the boss narrowed his eyes at her, "and the pharmacist told me not to drink too much. I already drank a bucket this morning, and now I feel a little dizzy."
Su Cheng: “…………”
Su Cheng: "Sorry, I seem to have taken a nap just now. Which city and street am I on?"
The boss's face showed no strange expression. He looked at her as if she were a drunk. "This is Valensel, Ebony Street—"
Valensel!
Su Cheng knew this place, the Gilded City of the Fenlai Kingdom. Because of its unique climate and soil, it was rich in various high-quality brewing raw materials.
Their grapes are plump and juicy, their grains are round, and there are workshops and wine cellars of all sizes throughout the city. The lords here are inherited by the heirs of the Blackade family, and their family emblems are wine jugs and oak leaves.
but--
Thousands of years later, this family seems to have died out, but they are very famous, and their family's vintage wines will appear in some auction houses in the future.
Or some winemakers claim to have inherited the family's technology.
Su Cheng had read relevant information in a book, so he now understood that it was probably the Brewing Festival in Valensel.
During these days, the tavern will provide a sumptuous banquet for free, and cheap beer will be available in unlimited quantities. Expensive drinks that are usually very expensive can now be discounted by more than 70%.
"What material are you wearing?"
The boss leaned a little closer to look at her, but maybe his eyesight wasn't very good and he didn't understand.
"Looks good. Maybe you should try your luck uptown. They might let you in..."
Su Cheng walked along the bustling long street, and from time to time he saw huge wine barrels placed against the wall. People used various containers to catch the wine, and even scooped it with their palms.
She drank some wine, but didn't think it tasted very good, perhaps because she was in a bad mood.
Or maybe it's because these aren't sweet enough.
Su Cheng raised his head, looking through the revelry crowd to the upper town located on the high ground. Elegant music could be heard faintly from those large manors.
She walked through the bustling and noisy crowds and alleys filled with the smell of alcohol and vomit. The surrounding environment became cleaner and cleaner, and patrolling city defense troops appeared.
Su Cheng's clothes were a little messy and had scratches on them, but she did not hide her fighting spirit, so the soldiers all bowed their heads respectfully.
The buildings on both sides became more and more exquisite and magnificent. She continued to move upward until she could no longer see the guards dressed as knights, but instead saw some waiters in silk robes.
They were obviously well-trained and leaned towards her without hesitation and invited her in.
Su Cheng walked into the brightly lit and magnificent hall and immediately smelled the aroma of various rare and fine wines.
The beautifully decorated long table was covered with food, including mountains of monster meat and uniquely shaped desserts. Many people were drinking around the table, but they all looked more restrained.
They were all a little tipsy, but most of them were not completely drunk, and occasionally someone would raise a glass to her.
A waiter came over with a silver tray filled with goblets filled with colorful wine bubbling in them.
Su Cheng picked up a glass of white wine that smelled sweeter, found a seat at the table, leaned against the stone pillar carved with grape vines and started drinking.
With her physical condition, it is difficult for her to be paralyzed by alcohol. However, for some reason, after pouring out several jugs of wine, everything around her really became blurred.
The hall filled with elegant people, the lingering and melodious music, and the shadows of people clinking glasses, everything seemed to be separated by a transparent membrane.
Those upper-class people who looked polite also seemed to be intoxicated. Many of them shouted something loudly and even tore their clothes.
Her consciousness began to drift, and she heard their singing in the sweet aroma of honey and dried apricots.
"Praise the Lord of Liquan who dances on the grapevines..."
"You allow the cowardly to look upon the throne, and the foolish to glimpse fragments of truth..."
She saw the air turbulent, the light from the crystal chandelier flowing in distorted patterns, and the sound of the piano became distant and melodious, as ethereal as the sound of nature.
"Let us drink deeply from the colorful waves you have gifted us—"
"It is the nectar boiling in the blood of the earth, it is the millions of summers dormant in the oak trees..."
All the aromas of the wine suddenly became mellow and strong, as if the essence had been extracted from the chaos.
A powerful and pure breath of joy that transcended ordinary cognition and came from the instinct of life swept through the entire hall like a hurricane.
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