Escape 99 times (thirty-four) Dreams of love. …
Perhaps his heartbeat was too strong and startled the giant dragon in the pool.
The black dragon suddenly raised its head and looked in his direction.
Lu Xingzhi held his breath and hid himself in the clouds.
There seemed to be something wrong with Long's body. Under normal circumstances, he should have been discovered long ago.
The dragon's scales faded away, and its body shrank. Right before his eyes, the dragon demon transformed into the appearance of Xuanyuan, shattering his last bit of fantasy.
Xuanyuan's long hair was soaked with pool water, draped behind her, and fell into the hot spring, like scattered ink.
On his forehead, there is a pair of black and gold dragon horns, and under his black robe, a black dragon tail falls into the water.
The moonlight fell into his golden eyes, and his pupils were as narrow and long as those of a wild beast.
No, Xuanyuan is a beast.
How ridiculous.
The hero of the human race, the emperor of the human race, his best friend——
It turned out to be a dragon monster.
Xuanyuan's condition seemed to be very abnormal. The pair of dragon horns and tail seemed unable to be retracted.
Xuanyuan looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual. He frowned slightly and slowly sat back in the water.
His face had an unusual camel-red color, as if he was drunk, and he was only wrapped in a black robe. The collar of the robe moved with the waves, opening slightly and splitting downwards into a snow-white crack, revealing his skin faintly in the waves.
The redness on his cheeks spread all the way down, staining his neck and collarbone, staining his chest, and spreading all the way into his black robe, feeling indescribably ambiguous and charming.
Injured? Or drunk?
You have health problems, and you still dare to ask all the servants to leave?
Lu Xingzhi sadly discovered that when facing Xuanyuan's true body, what he thought of was this.
He sat on the treetop, guarding Xuanyuan.
The moon moved from east to west, and the night sky near dawn was as black as a thick stroke of ink.
In his mind, there flashed the hideous and terrified faces of his family members before their death, the people being hunted by the demons, the hope and ambition that flashed in Xuanyuan's eyes when he sat and talked with him, and the current peaceful situation.
Xuanyuan said that he wanted peace in the world.
The Buddhist beads in his hand spun faster and faster, shattering his murderous intent and rationality into this small string of Buddhist beads.
The Buddhist beads were cold and hurt his fingers.
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.
Evil spirits cannot be trusted.
The demons are barbaric, treacherous, cold-hearted, lazy, and they feed on us humans.
He should kill Xuanyuan.
Kill this dragon monster who rules the human race in the name of a hero.
But why did he insist on guarding this treetop, next to this dragon monster, for fear that someone would alarm the weak fake emperor?
If we kill him, will the world fall into chaos?
If we kill him, will it lead to a full-scale war between the human race and the demon race?
Would killing him cause the human race to fall into suspicion and jealousy?
How ridiculous! How could a demon race become the last hope of the human race?
Xuanyuan's breathing in the pool gradually became steady, the blush on his face faded, and the dragon's tail was slowly tucked into his clothes.
This is the last chance.
Lu Xingzhi took one last look at him. The dagger in his arms became warm as it was touched by his body temperature. If it were to pierce Xuanyuan's body, it would definitely not let him feel the coldness of the night.
But he didn't do anything in the end. He just took a last look at Xuanyuan and then disappeared into the night.
…
"Master, I found an ancient book today and I am confused, so I came to ask you."
"If a thief steals the country and ascends the throne, ending the chaos and bringing peace to the world, if you are an old official of the previous dynasty, should you kill the thief or pretend you don't know?"
Upon hearing this, the abbot flicked his Buddhist beads and said, "The people are the most important, the country is second, and the emperor is the least important."
Lu Xingzhi asked again, "If there is a mountain with several villages in it, and there are bandits causing chaos, and the county magistrate oppresses the people."
"One day, a great demon came and attacked, killing the bandits and the county magistrate, and took over the mountain as the king."
"The big monster does not eat people. It is suppressed by force, and the village lives in peace. The big monster requires the villagers to offer a small amount of food every year, so the people's lives gradually improve and become better than before."
"A few years later, a martial arts genius emerged among the villagers. He asked, should this monster be killed or not?"
The abbot said, "Don't jump to conclusions."
"The big monster is kind, but it is also very powerful, and it is not of our kind. We cannot let the whole village depend on it. We can slowly plan it and let the human race take control of the power. If the big monster does not hurt people, we can worship it as a guardian god. If the big monster hurts people, we will kill it."
…
The human race should take its time to plan and control the human race itself.
But Xuanyuan is different from them.
Xuanyuan was extremely talented, and he couldn't think of who could replace Xuanyuan and become the new leader of the human race.
He hates demons.
Because the demons are harming their fellow humans.
But if he killed Xuanyuan, the human race would be in turmoil, and the human and demon groups would fall into conflict again. Was he saving the human race or harming it?
He couldn't figure it out.
There was a knock on the door, and a young monk brought in lotus seed soup.
"The abbot said that Master Uncle has been worrying too much lately and has a hot temper. He should drink a bowl of lotus seed soup and have a good sleep."
Lu Xingzhi looked at the bronze mirror and saw that his eyes were dark blue.
He suddenly remembered that he had not slept for two days since he saw Xuanyuan's true body.
He drank the lotus seed soup and copied the Buddhist scriptures again. After his mood calmed down, the sleepiness slowly rose up like the tide.
Night.
Moonlight.
Fog.
He came back to the night when he met Xuanyuan's true body.
He pushed aside the mist and walked towards the dragon in the hot spring pool.
The dragon opened its eyes, and its cold and smooth scales wrapped around his waist, entwining in circles, giving him the illusion that he was being preyed upon by a snake.
The black scales are tinged with a faint gold.
Suddenly, my body felt lighter.
The giant dragon transformed into a human form, only the dragon's tail was still wrapped around his waist.
There is also a touch of bright gold at the end of the dragon's tail.
That streak of gold fell from his waist, wrapped around his legs, and brushed over his ankles.
The humanoid dragon pressed against his chest, clasped his shoulders, and wrapped its arms around his neck.
The black and gold dragon horn, emitting a cold light, gently poked his forehead.
It was actually warm.
He subconsciously reached out to grab it.
The moment he held the dragon horn in his palm, Xuanyuan's face flushed and he let out a low groan.
Like pain.
It seems like joy.
Just like what I heard in the pool that night!
…
Lu Xingzhi suddenly sat up from the bed.
His mind was in a mess.
In the chaos, he recalled the ancient books he had read in the past few days in order to understand the dragon monster.
"...The demon race has not yet gotten rid of its animal nature, and even after reaching adulthood, it has a mating season."
"During the estrus period, they seek out a mate and have intercourse according to their nature."
So at that time, Xuanyuan was not injured, but was in estrus.
So why am I...
Why do I feel emotional even in my dreams?
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