The Linlang Sword fell to the ground with a clang and rolled down the uneven stone slope, while Xie Mulang held Richard tightly without regard for anything else.
Richard couldn't help but curse, "Hey, let go! I'm going to... be strangled to death by you."
Xie Mulang loosened his grip slightly and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry... but I won't let go of you again."
Richard's silver eyes flickered, but he finally managed to curl the corners of his lips into a smile.
He gently patted the swordsman's shoulder. "Let go first, I... have something to tell you."
Seeing the other person's serious tone, Xie Mulang had no choice but to reluctantly let go of his hand.
It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that the other person's face was as pale as paper, and this was a true moment of lucidity before death.
Like the ceaseless silver storm in mid-air, it foreshadowed the inevitable departure of the silver dragon.
Xie Mulang was stunned.
He stared blankly at the smiling man in front of him, the heavy sorrow that had returned to his heart preventing him from uttering a single word.
Seeing his expression, Richard was finally satisfied. "You, just now, you said...you...like...me?"
Yinlong had used up all his strength to speak just a few words, making it extremely difficult for him.
Xie Mulang nodded silently, his face filled with sadness.
Richard suddenly covered his mouth and coughed. He coughed so loudly that blood and foam were clearly seeping from his fingers, but there was a carefree smile in his eyes.
Xie Mulang sat to the side, watching quietly, feeling as if his heart was being torn apart.
After the silver dragon finally calmed down, it slowly said, "I... hope that you... are alive. However... there is another... option."
As he said this, he casually wiped his palm on his tattered robe and took out a flower.
The flowers were incredibly vibrant red, brimming with a powerful sense of life.
Even seeing it for the first time, Xie Mulang knew that this was the strange person the other party had once described—
Silver Dragon Dew.
This flower blooms exclusively on the shores of Rose Salt Lake on Dragon Island, nourished by the life-giving lake of the dragon race.
The flower juice is bright red and tasteless, but when mixed with dragon's blood it becomes sweet; it can almost revive the dead and restore flesh to bones.
only……
"Time is running out... You choose." Amidst the crimson light, Richard stared intently at the man before him.
He had already made up his mind not to take the initiative again.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and even his consciousness was fading.
But looking at the man in front of him who was foolish enough to die with him, he was genuinely very happy.
Almost without hesitation, Xie Mulang snatched the Silver Dragon Dew from Richard's hand and put it in his mouth, chewing it quickly.
Then, he silently leaned down and moved closer to the other person.
The two stared at each other for less than half a second before Xie Mulang closed his eyes, easily pried open the silver dragon's lips, and transferred all the flower juice in his mouth to it.
Richard's mouth was filled with the metallic smell of dragon's blood, but upon contact with the silver dragon dew, it instantly transformed into a strange sweetness.
Xie Mulang was about to leave when the other person suddenly grabbed her neck.
He opened his eyes and saw the silver dragon looking at him defiantly, its bewitching silver eyes narrowed into thin slits. The distinct sensation from the tip of its tongue was a silent plea for him to stay.
It felt like fireworks were exploding in my head.
Xie Mulang then realized that this was his first kiss with Richard.
The swordsman's starry eyes gradually deepened, but he pressed down on the unruly silver hair at the back of the other's head, choosing to listen to the guidance of his heartbeat.
...
Both were young and vigorous, and the domineering Silver Dragon Dew quickly took effect.
The silver storm also stopped expanding at this moment, transforming into a soft silk curtain that blocked the horizon.
Colorful meteorites fell into it, creating ripples that stained the water with a deep red hue.
Amidst their increasingly heavy and scorching breaths, the two unknowingly removed their clothes.
Xie Mulang lay quietly on the flat, giant rock, like a lamb waiting to be sacrificed.
Richard's silver eyes flickered, and he finally leaned forward. His palm traced the scar on the other man's lower back, finally stopping at his lean waist.
His hot chest pressed against the other's hard back, but he lowered his head and meticulously bit the back of the other's neck.
The posture resembles that of a wild beast holding its captured prey.
But it was at this moment that he felt Xie Mulang trembling.
Although the other person was trying their best to control themselves, the tense muscles in their limbs still indicated that the body's owner was uncontrollably tense.
Looking at the other person's skin, which was as black as jade, Richard suddenly softened.
Compared to the lifespan of dragons, the lifespan of humans is far too short.
He hopes that his children will have beautiful memories in their limited lives.
He rolled over and lay down next to the other person, lazily saying, "You go first."
Xie Mulang was taken aback by what he heard, and simply looked up at him with a puzzled expression.
“You go first, I… will take longer.” Richard gritted his teeth, trying hard not to show any embarrassment. “Hurry up.”
Before he changes his mind.
Seeing that the other person was still hesitating, he casually looked down and said in an almost lewd tone, "You seem quite energetic. I thought you weren't up to it."
His flippancy worked; the other man's sharp eyebrows and bright eyes suddenly became intense, and he impatiently sealed her lips with a kiss.
In a blissful state of mindlessness, Richard greedily traced the other's features through the mist.
Although he had never seen what stars looked like, he finally had his own star. The silver dragon thought to himself.
Absolutely certain, with unwavering conviction.
...
"So, you think you won't live much longer, so you'd rather lie to me and say you 'never' liked me." Richard asked coolly, rubbing his aching back as he watched shooting stars streak across the sky.
His scales were in terrible condition and would take some time to fully repair, so he could only borrow Xie Mulang's robes to wear for the time being.
Feeling a little guilty, Xie Mulang could only step forward and offer to massage the other person, whispering, "I'm sorry."
The two formed a life-sharing pact during their kiss.
At that time, Richard's life was like a candle flickering in the wind, with little time left, and his already limited lifespan was rapidly slipping away.
But this time, Xie Mulang didn't have time to think about all that.
After all, the die was cast, and everything had fallen into place naturally.
Surprisingly, the two were unexpectedly compatible in matters of the heart.
Moreover, they are in a space that could collapse at any moment, so they can completely put everything else aside and devote themselves wholeheartedly to the cause of love.
Thus, nourished by both dragon blood and silver dragon dew, Xie Mulang began his advancement.
When both of them were completely exhausted, Xie Mulang realized that he had quietly advanced to the initial stage of the seventh level. His remaining lifespan had also increased by more than two hundred years with his breakthrough.
"snort."
Richard's soft hum interrupted Xie Mulang's thoughts. Silver Dragon said with unusual displeasure, "If you ever dare to lie to me again, I'll... I'll..."
Richard thought for a long time, but in the end he kept quiet.
Well, as a magnanimous prince, he decided to let bygones be bygones.
The opponent was indeed a swordsman, his knuckles were much thicker, and the hard calluses pressed against his clothes, making the silver dragon close his eyes in enjoyment.
"I won't lie to you anymore," Xie Mulang said quietly, staring at the radiant silver hair before him, her voice deep and resolute.
He looked up at the crimson sky. The silver storm had vanished without a trace. The biggest problem now was that they didn't know how to get back to the Continent of Zhuyuan.
Richard nodded arrogantly, then said, "Then let me ask you, what if we're trapped and die in this barren land..."
"To be able to die alongside you is the greatest honor of my life." Xie Mulang answered decisively before the other person could finish speaking.
"Heh." Richard opened his eyes, his vertical pupils narrowing into thin slits once again.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
But as long as the sweet words come from the other person's mouth, he will feel incredibly comforted even if he hears them a thousand times.
"Should we die together?" Richard gazed at the thunderclouds gathering in the distance, lost in thought.
But at that moment, the two of them heard an unusual sound that was hard to ignore. The sound was so strange that it seemed to travel through all directions through layers of sky.
"Is this really okay? Don't lie to me..."
That hoarse voice was all too familiar to them; it was none other than Yun Wei from the Zhuyuan Continent.
Then, the strange sound came again, even more distinct than before—
"Hey—Brother Xie, Richie, can you hear me?"
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