It is impossible to go back to the past, and the transformation period must continue.
A frost-whipped black dragon emerged from a mountain of gold coins. Hanging on its bony spurs were scattered necklaces, crowns, and other luxurious decorations, and two of its spikes were pierced with gold coins.
The black-silver worm lying in front of the mountain of gold coins laughed at the scene, and reluctantly stretched out its claws to help the black dragon take off the things hanging on its body.
Jing Xia drooped his wings and lowered his head obediently, allowing the other party to help him clean up. His thorny dragon tail flapped the ground uncomfortably.
He was still in the transformation period, and he didn't know if it was because he drank the venom in Iriel's tail needle, but now he was sober, which was rare.
Ding-Dang-Dang
The sound of metal falling to the ground made Jing Xia bury his head even lower, almost digging a hole in the ground and burying himself in it.
When Iriels took the last exquisitely crafted crown, he paused. He didn't know where the emperor got this crown. Maybe it was given by some extravagant and tyrannical monarch, or some rich and powerful king.
The crown is shaped like a circle of thorns, with the main trunk made of golden metal. The patterns on each leaf are different, and tiny diamonds are embedded in the patterns. Each thorn is inlaid with gems, and each of them emits a dazzling light. The whole is shining with golden light, gorgeous and majestic.
Why isn't it moving?
Jing Xia looked up in confusion, and met Iriels's insect-like eyes, which looked even deeper under the black eyeliner.
Iriels let out a low hiss and gently placed the crown, which was supposed to be placed in his claws, on the two dragon horns on Jingxia's head. The size was just right. But Iriels felt that the dazzling gems on the crown could not compare to the star-like brilliance of the dragon's eyes.
The claws loosened the crown, and the Insect King lowered his insect head in front of the crowned black dragon, amid the other's narrowed vertical pupils, and gently touched the black-scaled front paw with his soft tentacles, handing his weakness to the other's sharp fingertips, offering his loyalty... and heart.
At this moment, the uncrowned king from another abyss world, wearing a crown of thorns, accepts the submission of the king in another world.
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Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Jing Xia grabbed Iriels's head with his front paws. His pupils shrunk into a slit. He held the black and silver insect head in his claws and shook it wildly. His thorny dragon tail had curled up into a candy bar.
"Awooo...Awooo!" What are you doing?
The Black Dragon no longer cared about the desires in his blood. Now he just wanted to shake the water out of the insect's brain to see what the other party was thinking.
"Gum..."
Iriels deliberately pretended to be a larva with a smile on his face, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what he did.
Anyway, it was Jing Xia who pulled him out of his original destiny, saved the self who was supposed to die in the shell and then merge back into the cosmic consciousness, allowing him to truly live as an independent soul.
In addition, Jing Xia is in the transformation period now, so he should like the submission of the strong... It can also be regarded as satisfying the desire of the top existence in his bloodline?
Iriels lowered his head and met a pair of moist red eyes. There was only fear, embarrassment, and sadness in the black dragon's eyes, but not the satisfaction he had expected.
Irelix: Huh? Don't like it?
The Insect King realized that he had used the wrong method to express his feelings, and hurriedly comforted his crying little black dragon. He lowered his head and gently rubbed the whimpering dragon's face with the side of his face, the insect scales rubbed lightly against the dragon scales, and his silver-white feathers gently wiped away the hot tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. I was wrong, okay."
Irelix used the insect kiss, just like stamping, to avoid the thorns on the side of the face and lightly touched the black dragon's dragon kiss and cheek.
No matter what, you have to apologize before you try to appease someone! This is something he learned in Riou not long ago.
Jing Xia didn't know why he was crying. He just felt a sour and uncomfortable feeling in his heart when Iriels bowed his head in front of him just now, which even overwhelmed his instinctive satisfaction.
When Liuno and the others knelt before him, he was just a little uncomfortable, but what Iriels did was like soaking his entire dragon in lemon juice, sour and bitter.
"Don't do this again..."
"Hmmmm"
Jing Xia suddenly opened his dragon mouth and gently bit the other party's scaly insect mouth.
A hint of laughter escaped Iriels's forced, closed mouth.
A dark light flashed in Jing Xia's red eyes. He released the insect kiss in his mouth, bit the insect's cheek again, and a humming sound came from his throat.
Iriels helplessly allowed the other to bite him all over his face to express the dragon's love. With a slight hook of its tentacles, it picked off the crown hanging on the dragon's horns.
What to do? His little dragon doesn’t seem to like being king.
Two uncrowned kings, freed from the chains of fate, rubbed their necks against each other, their necks locked in a embrace, their necks locked in a embrace. The rustling sound of scales rubbing against each other echoed in the quiet room.
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The warm atmosphere in the treasury is completely different from the anxious atmosphere that the owner of the treasury is facing at the moment.
This was the first time that Di Xiu was summoned to the palace by the Emperor in such a stern tone. The person who came to greet him was not the current Emperor, but the heir to the throne, the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince, who was sitting in the main seat in the hall handling affairs, had a gentle face, as soft as jade, like a modest gentleman. When he saw Emperor Xiu coming in, his eyes lit up, and he immediately changed from a qualified future monarch to a fan who had met the real boss. With a shy smile on his face, he stood up to greet him.
The other party's enthusiasm suddenly made Di Xiu feel a little uncomfortable. The scorching eyes seemed to burn holes in his eyes.
He remembered what the dog emperor said about the crown prince's treatment of him. Was it admiration? It was like a dog seeing a bone! Never mind. After all, he was the boy he would raise in the future. He could tolerate it.
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