Chapter 3
With no one around, Xia Qian dared not resist him.
But the other person still didn't let go. Xia Qian felt wronged and scared. "I really won't make a scene."
She's not the original Xia Qian who was infatuated with love.
She would never fall in love with the male lead at first sight and spend all her time and effort on him.
Hughes gently pinched the back of Xia Qian's neck. From his angle, he could clearly see the girl trembling with fear. She seemed a little aggrieved, but dared not say it.
She was incredibly well-behaved and quiet.
He seemed like a completely different person, losing all his usual arrogance and domineering nature.
In an instant, Hughes inexplicably found the girl in front of him much more pleasing to the eye.
He likes her the way she is now.
Hughes slowly released his grip on Xia Qian's nape, not giving her a chance to catch her breath. His hand then stroked her hair. "Good girl."
The camel had already been led over, and as if someone were standing there invisibly, the rope leading the camel was slowly lowered.
Hughes put his arm around Xia Qian and asked, "Can you go up by yourself?"
The camel stood in front of Xia Qian. It was very tall. From a distance, it didn't seem so, but when Xia Qian looked closer, she realized that the camel was really tall. Xia Qian was stunned, completely unexpected.
This was much taller than the camels she knew.
She was about to nod when she hesitated for a moment.
She is afraid of heights.
"Is that not allowed?"
The boy beside him asked.
Xia Qian sensed a hint of disgust in the air, and feeling wronged, she said, "...I have heatstroke."
Even if she had to overcome her fear of heights, climbing up like this would probably take a lot of effort. Xia Qian's body felt weak all over, and she didn't think she could do it.
Hughes raised an eyebrow. Did she think he wasn't treating her well?
The next second, Hughes said, "So I rented the camel to take you back to the hotel."
"..."
Xia Qian said weakly, "But I'm afraid of heights."
The atmosphere was quiet, eerily so. In that moment of silence, Xia Qian could almost imagine what the other person was thinking.
Delicate and spoiled.
She silently turned her head away; she didn't want this to happen either!
She never imagined that camels would be so tall in this era.
The other person remained silent for a long time, so long that Xia Qian thought he didn't want to talk to her anymore, when his voice slowly fell, "...I understand."
He put one arm around her waist, and suddenly raised the other hand. After a while, his slender fingers went into his mouth, and a lively whistling sound rang out.
With that whistle, Hughes's words fell clearly, "Dragon, fly over here."
The whistling sound mingled with Hughes's voice, both of which simultaneously echoed in Xia Qian's ears.
It seemed as if they happened at the same time.
However, there is only one Hughes here, the whistle comes from Hughes, and the sound also comes from Hughes.
It is impossible for a person to make two sounds at the same time.
Unless he uses superpowers.
In an instant, she seemed to understand.
Although Xiao Yao Yao says in the book that the original body had no superpowers, it doesn't mean that the original body had no spiritual power.
This body isn't entirely useless; at least it has some potential, being able to hear the telepathic messages Hughes sends using his powers.
"etc!"
What did the male protagonist summon using his superpowers?
A flying dragon?
The male protagonist's mount?
Wasn't that noble mount supposed to appear after chapter 500, meant to slap the protagonist in the face? Why is it suddenly appearing now?
Moreover, and moreover!
Didn't she tell him—
"Hughes—"
But before she could speak, a lively cry suddenly broke in.
Along with it came a strong wind.
The spirit beast resembled a seabird but wasn't quite a bird; it was entirely white.
Its feathers are like spotless snow, pure and beautiful.
It's extremely rare to see a spirit beast this beautiful.
Its call is melodious, and its pupils seem to possess a kind of spirituality.
As its feet touched the ground, it gracefully folded its wings. Unlike other spirit beasts that clung to their masters, it stood there rationally and nodded to Hughes.
This is a flying dragon.
The male protagonist's exclusive mount, a rare and powerful beast that only appears once every hundred years.
“I rarely call it out,” Hughes suddenly said.
Of course.
If it's called that often, the flying dragon in the book won't have to wait until chapter 500 to appear.
Feilong seemed to know why he had come.
It crouched down, its wings gently outstretched.
It's truly rare for a high-level spirit beast to be so docile.
It's unclear how Hughes managed to subdue the dragon.
It wasn't mentioned at all in the book that when Feilong appeared, he had already been following the male protagonist for several years.
She amazed everyone when she appeared.
Its flight height surpasses that of all other spirit beast mounts, allowing one to sit on it and pluck the moon with bare hands, or sit on clouds and gaze at the stars.
It can fly very, very high!
Very high, very high...
Xia Qian suddenly found herself unable to take another step.
"Don't want to sit?" Hughes keenly sensed this.
"No……"
Xia Qian said against her will, "Flying Dragon... is quite good."
"Aren't you afraid of heights?"
"..."
You know it, yet you still say it out loud.
Xia Qian turned her head away, not wanting to talk to him, but she also felt wronged. "I don't want to be afraid of heights either."
She didn't want to die either...
Having transmigrated here and inexplicably become a slave is already incredibly unfair.
The girl's already fair skin appeared even paler now, sickly, due to her illness.
Under the blazing sun, he looked thin and pale, like a drop of water about to evaporate, powerless and insignificant.
Her usually radiant face was pale and haggard due to illness, like a pampered house cat that had suddenly been abandoned and turned into a pitiful stray.
Hughes lowered his gaze and said in a cold voice, "The dragon is very docile; it won't throw you out."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Close your eyes, and you won't feel anything."
“I know…” Xia Qian said defiantly. Of course she knew how to overcome her fear.
She's not a three-year-old child anymore.
The dragon is just ahead.
Xia Qian wanted to get on and leave as soon as possible. She felt that her condition was getting worse and worse, her temperature was rising, and even the scene in front of her was becoming blurry.
An ominous premonition rose in her heart if she didn't see a doctor soon.
she--
Xia Qian's vision went black, she suddenly lost all consciousness, and her body lost its balance and fell down.
He stretched out a hand and tightly wrapped it around her waist, pulling her into his arms the next second.
The dragon's crimson pupils reflected the image of its master.
The man held Xia Qian in his arms. In the quiet, deserted surroundings, his deep voice seemed to be speaking to someone unknown.
"She is very delicate."
After being rebuked by Perrin, she turned to him, feeling wronged and angry, and asked, "Why don't you say anything for me when she talks about me like that? Aren't I your woman?"
You don't like me at all!
She ran away angrily as soon as she finished speaking.
Even Mu Xiang wasn't allowed to follow, and he disappeared alone into the boundless desert.
The girl's willful and domineering behavior was completely out of character for her.
“But today,” Houston paused, as if recalling something.
Holding her hand, he touched the girl's soft skin, just like the soft and delicate skin on her neck. When he gently pinched it, she was scared and nervous, as docile as a kitten that had finally lowered its head, and obediently replied, "I, I won't make a fuss..."
Hughes put his arm around Xia Qian and used his long fingers to brush away the stray hairs that had been ruffled by the wind.
"Hmm, she's been pretty good."
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