When I heard that my captain was eliminated, I saw Jing Xia rushing over.
White Team No. 2 fighting alone: QAQ
Poor, weak and helpless.
Three against one, you are bullying!
The result is predictable, Jingxia team won a great victory.
The two teams are enemies on the field but friends after the game.
After the four of them were carrying the poor No. 2 of the white team out of the venue, Milje jumped up to Hodi and patted him on the shoulder.
"Is it time to treat me?"
Hodi waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
After class in the afternoon, the two teams were taken to a high-end buffet restaurant outside the school, saying, "If you can't win in a fight, how can you win in a drink?"
Jing Xia, who has a stomach of steel: Not necessarily.
Unfortunately, when they arrived at the restaurant, they found that only Huo Di and Lan Huaili were adults among the ten people. The restaurant refused to provide them with alcohol on the grounds that eight of them were minors.
Hodi: Forget it, I won’t drink it anymore. I’m afraid of being caught by the Interstellar Protection Association.
As soon as Jing Xia walked out of the school gate, he noticed a pair of eyes staring at him.
He felt disgusted inside but didn't show it on his face. He chatted and laughed with Huo Di and the others all the way to the restaurant. When they were almost full, he wiped his mouth and stood up.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
"Okay."
Jing Xia avoided his friends' sight all the way, walked out of the restaurant, and came to a corner at the back of the restaurant, where a figure was standing against the wall.
The white-haired young man in casual clothes was still arguing with the thoughts in his mind. He felt that there were so many people around and he shouldn't approach Jing Xia in such a crowded place like the restaurant, as it would be easy to expose himself.
Consciousness: "Tsk, don't tell me you regret it."
Young man: "Don't try to provoke me..."
Consciousness: "This is the opportunity we've been waiting for a month! We were almost discovered by the consciousness here last time."
"That Blue Star guy is our last chance."
Neither of them noticed that the person they were about to contact had arrived at the intersection and was standing aside watching them.
Jing Xia found the other party's situation very strange. There were actually two consciousnesses in his sea of consciousness, and the aura emanating from his body made him disgusted and nauseous.
As soon as he heard that the other party wanted to attack him, his face turned cold.
He hummed softly, catching the young man's attention.
The white-haired young man looked up with a fake smile, trying to pretend to be a lost imperial, but when he met a pair of gilded eyes, he was stunned.
Her long platinum hair fell over her shoulders, and her gilded eyes no longer had the usual smile in them. They contained no trace of emotion, but were deep and cold.
With a tall figure and handsome features, he looked like a god descended from the earth. On his fair cheeks, a few shimmering dragon scales still remained at the corners of his eyes.
Dressed in a white robe and gold-embroidered boots, she seemed unattainable and out of reach.
"Who are you looking for?"
They both have white hair, but looking at each other, they seem to be bathed in the scorching sun, full of vigor and vitality, and full of vigor.
Those gilded eyes almost overlapped with the pair of eyes in his memory, and he felt as small as a dead grass. The young man felt sad.
"It's a dragon! Another dragon!"
The screaming in his head brought him back to reality.
They did not recognize that the young dragon man in human form was Jing Xia, the Blue Star person they had been targeting.
"you……"
The young man in casual clothes felt bitter in his mouth. He opened his mouth and heard his own voice, which sounded like smoke and fire, old and hoarse. His voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak.
"I don't care what you want to do, nor do I care where this body of yours was stolen from."
"But your dragon-inducing aura has affected my appetite."
Bailong Jingxia's tone was cold, like a sharp sword piercing straight into the white-haired young man's chest, and his turbid dark green eyes were filled with water.
"No……"
The dragon's might pressed down on him, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, his internal organs began to shatter, and his chest choked with blood and energy, from the inside out.
"Hurry... hurry up."
Just before Jing Xia used his almost tangible mental power to try to wipe them out, the consciousness in his head used the energy he had stolen in recent years, risking being discovered by the cosmic consciousness, to protect the white-haired young man and teleport away.
"Tsk"
Escaped.
Bai Long lowered his eyelids, his white eyelashes trembling, staring at the pool of blood coughed up by the other party.
The dark green bloodstains exuded a smell of corruption.
She raised her finger slightly, and the golden-red flame danced on her fingertips, as if greeting Jing Xia.
With a flick of his fingertips, the flame burned towards the blood, making a sizzling sound, and there seemed to be a faint dragon roar in the flame.
Standing there, he silently watched the bloodstains burn in the flames.
Jing Xia retracted the flame, turned around and walked back to the restaurant, his body shrank back to its original shape, and he hummed softly in dragon language.
"Born in flames, die in flames... You are the king of the sky, the monarch of flames..."
When I returned to the restaurant, Jing Xia had returned to her original state.
Everyone gathered together and chatted lively, complaining to each other about their ruthlessness in the game and their outrageous moves.
Milje was the first to notice Jingxia coming back and greeted her.
Milje: "Are you back? What happened? What took you so long?"
August: "Hodi is ready to pay the bill."
Lan Huaili: "Are you humming?"
It was the first time I heard Jing Xia humming a song.
After Jing Xia walked in, everyone with sharp ears heard it. He couldn't understand the lyrics and didn't know which galaxy's language it was from, but the tune was quite nice. It was just that he felt inexplicably heavy in his chest after listening to it.
Herbert: "What's the name of this piece?"
Jing Xia shook his head: "No name."
This is... a dirge from the dragon clan's heritage.
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