how to kill a dragon

Chapter 15

In the middle of the night, Wang Xiaotai woke up hungry. She opened her eyes, hugged the quilt and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed and staring blankly at the swaying tree shadows outside the window.

There was a cool breeze, and a puff of moisture in the air was blowing. She moved her nose, as if she was attracted by some smell.

Turning around, I saw a meal under the oil lamp on the table beside the bed, including porridge and various side dishes, and a cup of tea beside it.

I don't know what kind of fairy trick this is. In this cool night, the tea is still steaming.

The oil lamp was dim, and the meals were light. On this stormy night, there was nothing more comforting than this scene.

Wang Xiaotai lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, walked to the table and sat down slowly, one step at a time. She picked up the chopsticks and put the porridge and rice into her mouth.

She ate so much that her muscles were trembling wildly, and several twisted and winding blue veins burst out on her forehead.

She agitated her cheeks and gave them a hard click, the upper teeth rubbed against the lower teeth like a tight knot, and she ate a bowl of porridge like a life-and-death enemy.

But soon she vomited out the porridge she just ate, retched, picked up the bowl and continued to eat, retched, and ate again...

After a while, she was tearful and trembling all over, as if she had exhausted all her strength to stuff the whole bowl of porridge down her throat.

After eating the porridge, Wang Xiaotai looked at the clean bowl and lay down on the table alone, crying loudly.

The mournful and mournful voice was more palpitating than any cry in the world, and anyone who heard it would feel unbearable and cry along with her.

While crying she said sorry, sorry, sorry.

She really wanted to go with them, but she also really felt hungry all of a sudden, very hungry, so hungry that she couldn't get enough to eat.

She should die, she shouldn't eat this bowl of porridge, but she can't help it!

If she had ambition, she should have rushed to the mountain to find Bailian, even if it was just a corpse.

If she has ambition, she should run behind her parents, let father and mother run first, and let the dragon eat her first.

If she had ambition, she should have taken Dandan and escaped earlier.

If she has ambition, she should not eat this bowl of porridge, and she should starve to death in this boundless hell earlier.

Why can she still eat this bowl of porridge!

She has always been an unmotivated person.

It would be fine if father and mother did not give birth to themselves.

They should give birth to a child who is extremely talented, has his own fairy bones, and can soar to the ground at a young age, shaking the world.

In this way, that child will take them away when the catastrophe comes, and they may not even encounter a drought.

It would be fine if I never knew Bailian.

Her friend should not be someone like herself, she should be friends with someone who has no obsession and no revenge.

That friend should be very good at dancing, and they can swim around the world together, so that she won't wait for her to die in the heavenly palace, leaving no bones left.

Why is it a waste like myself who survives?
Blunt, cowardly, greedy for life and afraid of death, not likable at all.

Wang Xiaotai cried and laughed again, like a ghost, there was no joy in her lifeless eyes, but she still pulled the corners of her mouth to make a smile.

Laughing and crying again, like a madman.

The sky was bright outside the window, and it started to rain when Wang Xiaotai was eating porridge.

Now outside Wang Xiaotai's window, it feels like the end of the world has been experienced. Branches have been knocked to the ground, and the ground is covered with mud and rotten flowers, making it a mess.

Everything needs to be reborn after a storm, and those who have been pushed down also need time to rebuild their bones and blood.

It started to rain again in Lishan Mountain.

There is so much rain here. It would be great if there was so much rain in the Jing River this year.

The tears on her face had dried up, her eyes were swollen, Wang Xiaotai raised her head silently, looked at the messy things outside the window, she sat motionless, her figure seemed to have frozen into a cold statue.

The magma poured everything into a hard shell, sealing all the emotions firmly in it, leaving only the faint and hidden pain from which there was no escape.

The raging anger in Wang Xiaotai's heart has never stopped day and night since the moment she was born.

The red lotus karmic fire from the eight cold hells is always burning crazily. It is always demanding Wang Xiaotai's life, her desires, her desires, burning her entire life, everything she has.

It drives her to act all the time. After the stormy night, the karma of revenge will surely urge Wang Xiaotai to burn everything in the world one day.

Everything that was beautiful in the past has melted away like ice and snow under the sun.

The once pure white was stained with the filth of the soil, and it was no longer half pure.

Li Jiutuan brought new meals from the kitchen. The new junior sister hadn't entered the Tao yet, and the old mother was going to retreat when she came back. Before the retreat, she gave herself the task of teaching the younger junior sister.

Li Jiutuan still remembered that his mother looked in the direction of Mount Tai and sighed, "The way of heaven is not benevolent, and the way of heaven is unpredictable."

Then the old mother also said that the little junior sister does not have immortal roots in her body, she can choose what to learn, and that ordinary people have a shallow life, and being happy is enough.

As soon as they arrived at Lishan, the younger junior sister Wang Xiaotai passed out on the mountain road, and Li Jiutuan discovered that her body had already decayed.

Moreover, this little junior sister is actually not yet an adult, she is still a weak child, who should have grown up healthy and happy under the protection of her parents.

It's just that the way of heaven is unpredictable, and after experiencing such suffering, if it is well maintained and can live to fifty mortals, it is not bad.

Li Jiutuan personally made a lot of medicinal food for Wang Xiaotai, and decided to use these fairy family medicinal food to try his best to feed Wang Xiaotai fat and fat until he was a hundred years old.

Wang Xiaotai has been in a coma for a whole day, so she should wake up this morning.

Li Jiutuan braved the heavy rain with a new medicinal meal to find the freshly baked younger junior sister Wang Xiaotai.

He thought he would see a weak girl still lying on the bed, but when he got to Wang Xiaotai's room, he found that she had woken up long ago.

Wang Xiaotai didn't stay in the room, she walked out of the room without a coat, and crouched in a corner where she didn't get wet with her knees hugged, her head tilted against the wall, her eyes ecstatically watching the torrential rain outside.

She was fascinated by the heavy rain.

It was raining heavily and in a hurry.

The sky and the earth are connected by a huge bead curtain, and it is impossible to see the surroundings clearly.

She could only see faint greenery, and only heard the crackling of the leaves, the wind blowing and the rain falling, and some rain splashed on her body from time to time, which was icy cold.

She looked at it, and couldn't help reaching out to catch it, letting the rain from the sky wet her sleeves and skin.

Although the eyes were red and swollen, they did not have the hostility that the old mother said, but instead had a calmness that seemed to blend into all things.

Hearing the sound, she raised her face from the ground and looked at Li Jiutuan who was holding the medicinal meal.

She looked haggard, with disheveled hair, expressionless face, without the slightest childishness that her peers should have, just like a cold female ghost whose soul has been drawn by black and white impermanence.

Li Jiutuan's Taoism works naturally, separating the rainwater close to him, so even if he doesn't hold an umbrella, the rainwater can't splash on the immortal.

And Wang Xiaotai, who was squatting in the corner, was too close to the rain, even if she hid in a dry place, she couldn't avoid getting wet.

They looked at each other through the rain curtain, Li Jiutuan hadn't spoken yet, Wang Xiaotai suddenly asked, "Is that Senior Brother Li Jiutuan?"

What Jin Nanjing said was correct, even if he was charming, he would not change Li Jiutuan.

Dressed in white looks like a funeral to others, but to him it has a fairy air, which is not at all unlucky.

Now, in the torrential rain, the immortal brought her a steaming bowl of medicinal food.

Wang Xiaotai squatted on the ground, looking up at him, like looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

　The joy of single player is that I have already coded to chapter 100 hahahahahaha~

　　Big brother is really handsome ^-^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)