Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 112 When Koi enters the horror game (15)

"Pfft-"

Nan Xian smiled, got out of the bed barefoot, walked straight to the young man who was breathing disorderly, and stretched out his pale fingertips to touch his forehead.

A wisp of pale white mist was pulled out from Duan Youli's forehead.

"The body fragrance of the dragon has an aphrodisiac effect."

Duan Youli's ear tips were burning hot, and the slightly cool fingertips on his forehead didn't dispel the heat at all, but made his body even hotter and hotter.

He felt his breath was hot.

When Nan Xian withdrew his fingertips, he said in a very soft voice: "But you are really good-looking, and the horns on your head are also very cute."

Nan Xian froze for a moment, raised his head and touched his horns.

Some had a headache and said, "It popped up again."

Duan Youli stared straight at the two crystal-clear green horns on the woman's head, and suddenly felt a surge of hatred for the villagers of Bi Village.

Sensing that the young man's mood had become dark and gloomy, Nan Xian moved his head closer and smiled warmly: "Do you want to touch it?"

The evil spirit faded away, Duan Youli stood a little stiffly, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, his thin lips moved slightly, and he blushed and gave in to the desire in his heart: "Is it okay?"

"Ah."

Fingers slowly touched it, so soft, like a soft mimosa, and shyly trembling.

"It's getting dark, go home, I'm going to sleep too, there are many people outside the temple waiting for me to treat them."

Nan Xian took a lantern and handed it to him.

But the young man didn't answer, and lowered his head, his eyes were extremely dim under the flickering lantern light.

"Why should they be treated?
Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and their pain is not for nothing. You have blessed the villagers by raining on the village, why do you do so much for them?

Human hearts are greedy and will not be satisfied. If you respond to their requests, it will only increase their appetite, and they may not be grateful to you! "

Speaking of the latter, Duan Youli thought of the green dragon who was being chased by vicious villagers in the background of the game, his heart seemed to be crushed by a huge boulder, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

A hand ran through his black hair.

The woman's voice was like a pearl falling to the ground, clear and pleasant: "But I am a god, and gods are there to cure diseases and save people.

Man, it's not as bad as you think.

The people in the village were very kind to me. I saved them not to make them appreciate me, but just not to see them suffer. "

I don't want them to suffer, but in the end you were scraped and scooped up by them, and the pain was so painful that no one came to save you...

Duan Youli carried a lantern and walked in the quiet mountain village.

His mind is full of images of Nan Xian, this innocent and kind little green dragon, must have just entered the world not long ago, grew up nourished by sea water, and has no understanding of the sinister nature of human beings.

Will be deceived by ugly faces.

He found that he didn't dare to think about Xiao Qinglong's miserable ending at all. When he thought of her being pulled out of helpless scales and gouged out of her flesh and blood, the violent bloodthirsty factor in his heart began to grow wildly!
For the next few days, Duan Youli would sneak into the temple every day.

He saw Nan Xian asking the patient to wait, then walked into the inner room to pull out the scales in pain, and saw that she couldn't hide her horns during the day, and put on a black cloak to cover it up.

Seeing the village head cleaning the house for her, he quietly put the silk cloth that wiped the blood into his bosom.

Seeing someone pretending to be ill to cheat the scales, someone moaning wanting to take advantage of the beauty of the fairy.

Seeing Nanxian getting weaker and weaker, the light on the scales getting dimmer, and the efficacy of the medicine getting worse, I saw the village chief praying to Nanxian for another rainstorm to fill the canals in the village.

That night, when Duan Youli came back, the room was lit with oil lamps.

Zhang Mengqi waited in the room, saw him coming back, and gave him a complicated look: "I followed you during the day, and saw you turned into the temple."

Duan Youli said "hmm", with no emotion in his tone: "Are you okay?"

"You..." Zhang Mengqi was a little hard to say: "Did you really approach the boss just to leave the game?"

Duan Youli didn't look at her, and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

"I don't mean to accuse you. If you hadn't stood in front of me to disperse those poisonous bugs and answered the boss's question correctly, I wouldn't be alive today."

She bit her lip: "I just want to remind you that the boss is just a character in the game. If we pass the game by chance and return to reality, we will have parents and relatives, and the game is all fake."

After Zhang Mengqi finished speaking, she took a deep look at him, turned and left.

Duan Youli put down the teacup silently, under the dancing candlelight, the young man's fair face also flickered with the candlelight.

Of course he knew what Zhang Mengqi said.

It's just that if you like someone and can give up easily, then it's not called liking.

On the day when the Azure Dragon Immortal cast a spell to rain, the whole village flocked to the open space in front of the temple.

The village chief ordered the people in the village to set up the altar.

Even though Nanxian didn't need these bells and whistles, the village head still put on a show, opened the altar, tied the mud dragon, waved the grass dragon, and prepared the livestock offerings one by one.

The villagers all prostrate and kneel.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the sky, and after a few rumbling thunderclaps, the cloudless clear sky was covered by large black clouds, which spread over the top of the head, like a herd of wild horses galloping in the sky.

The clouds became thicker and thicker, and the pressure became lower and lower. In an instant, it has changed from day to evening.

"Pa, pa", the bean-sized raindrops poured down, and the sky and the earth were misty, and people couldn't see anything clearly. They only knew to stand up and cheer and dance.

Hey... the Dragon King saves the people
Breeze and rain, save the people
hey...save the people
It's a drought and it's on fire
Underground green seedlings dried up
hey... dry
The Dragon King saves the people.
The deafening thunder and the crashing rain made the singing of the villagers seem inaudible.

Like a giant sword, the snow-white lightning tore out streaks of light from the dark sky, illuminating every joyful face on the ground.

It was the first time for Zhang Mengqi to see such a fairy raining scene, and she couldn't help feeling the realism of this game. She was shocked by the thunder and lightning scene.

Everyone was cheering, only Duan Youli kept his eyes fixed on the little green dragon who cast a spell to rain.

Her cloak was blown away by the strong wind, and her black hair swayed with the wind.

The two tender horns were exposed to the cold wind, making them look fragile and petite.

Duan Youli saw that her face was getting paler and her brows were becoming more and more wrinkled, but her hands were still in the gesture of casting spells, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was stubbornly enduring it.

Everyone was laughing, only she was suffering.

Why?
Huge resentment engulfed Duan Youli, the young man clenched his fists tightly, his whole body tensed like a wild leopard whose territory had been violated, rushed to the altar, picked him up and ran away.

The thunderstorms in the sky stopped, and the rainstorm stopped.

Among the dust and leaves flying all over the sky, only vague shadows remained of the boy and the god.

"Someone has kidnapped the gods!

He stopped the dragon god from raining, he is a sinner, catch him!
catch him!Return to Dragon God! "

(End of this chapter)