I, the dragon, don’t think there’s anything wrong with me. If I have to say something, it’s probably because I hatched in August, so I’m particularly fond of cleanliness (don’t tell me this is a grammatical error, otherwise I can’t accurately express my subtle meaning. Yes, I just pursue some inexplicable perfection in this way, no need for rigor).
How could I, who loves cleanliness so much, tolerate an ugly thing facing me with its bloody mouth that must have been constipated for many years and has such a bad breath?
So I rushed towards it angrily.
I am a very proud dragon.
But I forgot that I had just passed the cub stage and could barely be considered a young dragon now.
The place my father threw me into was not an ordinary little world, but the world that once belonged to my mother.
It was a world where mortals and monks coexisted, fairies and demons lived together, and ancient ferocious beasts and mutated monsters appeared in endlessly.
What I encountered was not an ordinary ugly guy.
The one I met was a particularly ugly one with thousands of years of cultivation.
The result is predictable.
Instead of beating that ugly thing eight hundred times and teaching it a lesson not to scare people again because it was ugly, I was swallowed by it in one gulp.
If I can get out alive, I want to say something to this ugly thing: Can you please develop good hygiene habits and brush your teeth on time morning, noon and night?
It really stinks.
I suspect that even if I am not bitten to death by it, I will be suffocated to death first.
It's really too shameful and unhygienic to die like this, and it's not like a Virgo at all.
no!
How could I, a dragon, end up like this?
I decided to explode my inner elixir.
Detonating the inner elixir is a mutually destructive approach, and I don't want to use it unless it's absolutely necessary.
It’s not because I’m afraid of the pain, but mainly because I will explode into pieces, and dying won’t be a pretty sight.
But compared to being suffocated by the breath, I choose to explode into fireworks.
After all, fireworks fade quickly, though they are dazzling.
Pah - why am I still thinking about all this nonsense at the end?
Maybe it’s because the explosion of the inner elixir is indeed a little more painful than I imagined, so I need to divert my attention.
Just when I was in excruciating pain and about to explode into a firework, a ray of light suddenly appeared before my eyes.
Something cut open the ugly bastard's mouth, letting the light from outside in.
I 'braked' in time and didn't actually blow myself up, but I was seriously injured by the backlash.
In the dim light, I saw a figure wearing extremely gorgeous golden clothes appear in front of me.
Wow--
So golden!
So dazzling!
Long's heart was beating wildly, and he could hardly control it. The first thing he thought of was to take the golden ball back to his nest and hide it under his belly.
"Self-destruction? This little guy is quite stubborn—"
Wow--
The voice sounds so nice.
I was almost unable to hold on any longer, but I still tried to open my eyes wide and take a look.
Wow--
She is actually a great beauty.
She is not much less beautiful than my mother, no, she is even more beautiful than my mother.
Now that things have come to this, I won’t hide it anymore.
In fact, I am just like my mother. I am obsessed with looks as well as voices.
What's more, this beautiful woman is my savior.
At this moment, I used up all my strength, stretched out my fingers to hook the hem of the beauty's clothes, and began to imagine whether we would have one child or two, and what to name the children...
Then I passed out.
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