Seeing Luo Jiujiang soaring into the sky on the black dragon, Han Qianling's eyes became more and more profound.
"You're right," he said suddenly, startling Feng Xue. Feng Xue turned to look at him, and heard Han Qianling whisper, "When I wanted to control the Three Thousand Worlds, I should have considered the Moon."
Feng Xue: “…”
No! She was just joking and didn't really mean it!
Oh my god, what a sin! The moon is going to be taken over by someone!
Feng Xue was completely focused on finding Xiao Ren at the moment, and didn't want to spend too much time with Han Qianling. She stood on tiptoe and glanced up at the sky for a few times, but couldn't help but remind him, "After all, he was driving drunk. Although the traffic police didn't stop him to deduct points, it would be bad if he hit Yunyun and Niao Niao... Why don't you try to stop him?"
"Speaking of which, why did Jiujiang suddenly want to pick the moon?"
Han Qianling remained silent, saying quietly, "I guess those who keep company with ink become black."
Feng Xue, who had just been given the first four characters, looked up at the black dragon's genuine black scales: "..."
These words were so profound that Feng Xue couldn't continue. She waved goodbye and hurried off in the direction of Xiao Ren's mark.
Before leaving, she glanced back and saw everyone in the camp, startled by the noise, emerging from their tents one after another. They all looked up at the man and the dragon in the sky, their faces etched with horror. From a certain angle, they looked like a row of radishes.
Feng Xue: “…”
At this moment, the man and the dragon floating in the air, becoming the focus of the entire camp, were unaware of anything.
Luo Jiujiang had only held Qianling's scales before, and back then, he'd felt a chill, unable to warm them for a long time, which had left him distressed for a long time. Now, on the black dragon's back again, although his palms still felt a cool warmth, his thoughts were different.
——In the past, Han Qianling always held him quietly, and the two of them had never taken a ride in the sky together. Now, by chance, they got on the black dragon, and Luo Jiujiang found that the backs of strange beasts like dragons and dragons were not suitable for carrying.
It's nothing, it's just that the scales are too slippery.
Luo Jiujiang was only half-conscious for a moment, and his grip loosened slightly. In the blink of an eye, he slid along the smooth scales to the middle of the black dragon's back. Just as the black dragon turned its head to look for Luo Jiujiang, it suddenly stopped and spun around, throwing Luo Jiujiang onto the tip of its tail.
Luo Jiujiang: “…”
Luo Jiujiang, having changed locations twice in the blink of an eye, was drowsy. He grabbed the tip of the black dragon's tail with both arms, his whole body dangling below the black dragon. Fortunately, he had practiced physical training for many years, and his muscle memory had become instinctive. He subconsciously grabbed Shen Yuan's tail and exerted force, flipping over a few times to climb back onto Shen Yuan's back.
Not only was the Guangyu Niang's alcohol powerful, but after only three cups, the man and the dragon lost themselves in thought, laughing and feeling dizzy as they went up to the sky to pick the moon. The alcohol also lasted for a long time, with each wave stronger than the last.
Chen Yuan could no longer fly in a straight line. If only a moment ago he'd remembered looking for Luo Jiujiang, who had suddenly vanished from his back, he probably couldn't even remember what he looked like now. The sky was like a curtain, free for him to fly freely, and he didn't have to worry about colliding with the stars or the moon.
Everyone in the camp watched as the Abyssal Flood Dragon stretched its body, sometimes swishing its tail like a dragon, sometimes tangling in a ball. Its rapid ascent and descent became a daily occurrence, and its swift, swift swooping movements were no more than a repertoire. As the black dragon danced with such force, the tiny, inconspicuous black shadow on its back bounced like popping candy.
The moonlight in the holy land was clear at night, and the sky was stretched out. However, looking at the drunken madness of Chen Yuan and Luo Jiujiang, it seemed that even the entire sky could not contain them.
If Luo Jiujiang had known the nature of Guangyu's wine, he might have switched bottles in the cellar and stolen another. Guangyu's wine has a mellow, slightly pungent flavor and a dry nature, inevitably leading to a drunken frenzy to dissipate its effects. However, the wine's effects became increasingly intense, like drinking hot water after eating chili peppers. The combination of these two factors created a vicious cycle of increasing intoxication.
Chen Yuan turned his head suddenly, and his drunkenness reached a new level. He had no idea what day it was. Luo Jiujiang was tossed from the head to the tail of the dragon several times, and his situation was no less serious.
Seeing that Shen Yuan was flying more ferociously than the dragon dance troupe in the mortal world, Luo Jiujiang somersaulted on the violently shaking back of the dragon. Although he didn't have a knife in his hand, he still had a stick in his heart, which did not prevent him from flying around in the air.
"Me! Monkey!" Luo Jiujiang shouted happily: "Fishing the moon in the water!"
Han Qianling: “…” This guy really has self-awareness.
This lively and energetic "monkey" wielded a nonexistent long stick as it ascended from the black dragon's tail, its footsteps clattering as it reached directly above Shen Yuan's head. Shen Yuan was originally a black dragon, a half-dragon, with a pair of blunt horns protruding from its head, which normally looked like a strange decoration. However, at this moment, they played an unprecedented role, tripping Luo Jiujiang.
Luo Jiujiang fell on the black dragon's forehead with a thud. He exhaled a breath of drunken air and looked down to see the black dragon's two big yellow eyes.
While Chen Yuan's eyes weren't as expressive as his human form, lacking in communication skills, they were considerably more beautiful. They shone with a dark golden hue, glittering and sparkling. Luo Jiujiang was filled with joy at the sight of them, and exclaimed with delight, "Two moons! I'll pick them both for Qianling!"
Han Qianling: "..."
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