She first smelled the fragrance of osmanthus, and then an osmanthus flower fell on her.
A thick tail carefully poked her surface with its tip, trying to figure out how she emitted such a dazzling array of colors.
She didn't dare utter a sound.
Then she felt the sharp teeth touching her body, cold, hard, and carrying a strong sense of oppression.
This is a golden dragon with osmanthus flowers floating on its body.
The golden dragon used the tip of its tail to encircle her, then warily surveyed its surroundings.
He knew this was the lair of another dragon.
Fortunately, the dragon is currently out, leaving only this five-colored stone in its cave.
That's great news, isn't it?
Even if that dragon were there, he wouldn't be afraid; he'd never been afraid of anyone.
But he's not here now, so it's easy to take the five-colored stone away.
If he finds it, it's his.
If anyone's to blame, it's that dragon for not watching its own creatures properly.
So he tilted his head back, put the five-colored stone in his mouth, and a fragrant breeze swept by, and his huge figure disappeared without a trace.
His cave dwelling is in a faraway place.
The five-colored stone was held in its mouth, unaware of where it would be taken.
She could feel the soft, giant tongue curling around her, and the journey was smooth.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she felt the light again.
She was carefully placed on a cluster of osmanthus flowers.
It's very soft and has a rich aroma.
She couldn't help but let out a soft "ah".
Even though it was very faint, it still caught the attention of the golden dragon.
He gently touched the five-colored stone in front of him with his long beard. "You can talk?"
She wanted to pretend she was an ordinary stone, so she remained motionless.
Golden Dragon was still waiting for her reply, but the little thing didn't respond.
He used his tentacles, tongue, tail tip, and dragon claws in turn, and finally got a response again.
"Stop it, I'll talk to you."
Her voice was soft, like a cloud that would melt at the touch.
It looks like it will be very sweet.
He thought it that way, and he did it that way.
She was once again enveloped in moisture and softness.
Do dragons like this?
She thought.
But she was quickly vomited up again.
It wasn't sweet, and it was hard.
He no longer wanted to eat her.
"What's your relationship with that dragon?" he asked, but quickly answered himself, "Never mind what our relationship is, you're mine now!"
He said to her somewhat fiercely, "You belong to me now, don't think about that dragon anymore!"
Can't I think about it anymore?
"But……"
"No buts!"
"Let me tell you, this is the law of this world! Whoever gets it, gets it!"
Is that so?
That's right, the red dragon had said something similar to her before.
"good."
It's okay if I don't say it out loud, right? She can think about it secretly.
But she had almost no chance to recall that dragon from before.
This golden dragon learned from the lesson of the previous red dragon and took her with it wherever it went.
Even when drinking water, it holds it tightly in its paws.
He relentlessly invaded every inch of her space, and in his deep and magnetic voice, he told her about the past that was buried deep in his heart, as if he wanted to pour out his whole soul to her.
At the same time, he poured all his passion and desire into it without reservation.
I thought they would continue like this forever.
But an accident still happened.
One day, he gently placed her in a bird's nest on a treetop to bask in the sun. The nest was carefully woven, spacious and comfortable, like a little paradise.
Sunlight filters through the dense foliage, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow. The light falls like golden raindrops, gently caressing its vibrant surface. Each leaf seems to have been crafted by nature's skillful hand, cleverly filtering out the harsh sunlight and leaving only a soft, warm glow.
When the sunlight meets her, something magical happens—the light dances and leaps on her, refracting into a kaleidoscope of colors. She shimmers with captivating hues, as dazzling and vibrant as a rainbow.
The world around her came alive because of her presence. A gentle breeze rustled through the branches.
There were several newly hatched chicks in the nest, their bodies covered in fluffy feathers, huddled around her, gently pecking at her with their still-hardening beaks.
He sat cross-legged under the tree, closing his eyes to rest.
Everything was peaceful and beautiful.
Suddenly, the sun was blocked, and everything went dark instantly, followed by a whooshing sound.
Then, before she could react, she was taken into the air.
It turned out that the large bird that had gone out to forage had returned and, seeing an uninvited guest in its nest, picked her up, intending to throw her far away.
The dragon coiled under the tree immediately opened its eyes.
The dragon and the bird were locked in a fierce battle.
This bird is no ordinary bird, but a Azure Phoenix. They fly over the River of Oblivion every time they breed, making them one of the few birds that can fly over the River of Oblivion, and their strength is self-evident.
The steel-like feathers, which were created to protect themselves from the erosion of the Netherworld energy above the River of Oblivion, collided with the hard golden dragon scales, sparking bursts of sparks.
Finally, in the Golden Dragon's cave, she lay beneath him, watching him lick his wounds.
"I'm sorry you got hurt."
"It's nothing, just a minor injury." He chuckled, then licked her again.
She smelled of his blood.
"If only I could move on my own, I wouldn't be in such a passive situation."
"Unfortunately, I am just a stone."
He stopped licking his wound.
Yes, if she could...
"Okay, I will grant your wish."
What conditions are needed to create a life?
?
He is separating his soul.
The massive body trembled slightly from the extreme pain, but it still carefully separated a fragment of its soul from the depths of its being.
The spirit seemed to possess a life of its own, pulsating gently in his hand and emitting a faint light. He took a deep breath and then gently placed it into the five-colored stone before him.
The five-colored stone shimmered with an unusual brilliance, seemingly echoing that single spirit. When that spirit completely merged into the stone, it emitted an even more dazzling light.
The colorful light emitted by the stone illuminated the sky.
Even though he was a dragon, he was so shaken that he closed his eyes.
When the light dimmed and he opened his eyes again, a slender young woman appeared before him.
She was created by the goddess Nuwa herself, and her appearance is exactly the same as Nuwa's, making her an absolute beauty.
However, unlike Nuwa, she did not inherit the iconic snake tail, but instead possessed a pair of long, straight, beautiful human legs, which made her more human-like.
She was graceful and elegant; her skin was as white as snow, delicate and luscious; her features were exquisite, and her eyes sparkled; her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind.
Every smile and frown exudes charm; every gesture radiates an extraordinary and refined aura.
She has the same characteristics as the "humans" created by Nuwa.
The dragon knew that the "humans" created by the creator Nuwa were the most favored and lived in the most fertile lands.
He knows what a "person" is like.
The girl in front of him was the most beautiful one he had ever seen.
The girl gazed silently at her hands, her eyes revealing a mixture of unfamiliarity and curiosity. She gently bent and stretched her fingers, carefully savoring the sensation so different from anything she had experienced before. Each movement seemed to bring a completely new experience.
She is experiencing a completely new life.
She wanted to walk to the edge of the pool to see what she looked like, but she couldn't fully control her legs, and she leaned back.
A dragon's tail supported her.
She sat on the dragon's tail and was carried to the edge of the pool.
Her reflection was mirrored in the pool water.
It looked completely unfamiliar.
She touched her face.
“I don’t look like you.”
She had never seen a human; the human race created by Nuwa lived in other places.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her face.
"Of course you are different from us, you are unique in this world."
"Am I ugly?"
"No." His hot breath brushed against her face. "You are the most beautiful, nothing in the world can compare to you."
"Really?"
"real."
He looked into her bewildered eyes.
Her eyes were beautifully multicolored, as if five-colored stones were embedded in them.
Her skin was so smooth and delicate, her whole body seemed to be covered with a soft light, pure white and holy.
Her arms encircled his massive head, and her body leaned softly against his hard scales.
His eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils.
"This is wonderful, this is a treasure that belongs to me alone."
"The miracle I created."
"My life."
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