Collapse Iron: The Five Heroes of the Clouds Won't Let Me Go

If a dragon doesn't act for itself, it will be punished by heaven and earth!

Xuanquan was already planning how to monopolize Chengxiao.

Danfeng is eating so well, she gets all the good things. Does she even realize how much she's enjoying it?

Let me, the head of the Dragon Lord, cherish this man properly!

A flush appeared on his usually cold and aloof face, and Xuan Quan felt his lower abdomen was even more uncomfortable.

"Is he a Vidyadhara?"

Danfeng shook his head: "No, but Chengxiao can transform into a dragon, which is very magical."

Xuan Tong agreed, "That's right, and it was Zhulong, who controls flames! The heavenly fire he unleashed during the chaos is almost etched in my mind."

Xuan Quan slowly calmed his mind and spoke in a cold voice:

"He can transform into a dragon, and thus become one of our brethren. I unconditionally support Danfeng's plan."

"As for those dragon masters who might offer advice... I'll shut them up."

Kunling was lost in thought again, but her eyes were sparkling, as if she was fantasizing about something wonderful.

Meanwhile, Ji Ting's purple dragon horns crackled with electric arcs due to the agitation.

"I want to stay a little longer, at least to talk to Cheng Xiao. If I go back to Yaoqing without doing anything, I don't know if I'll ever see him transform into a dragon again."

Xuan Quan nodded in agreement, saying, "That makes sense. Since we are compatriots, it is necessary to get to know each other."

Danfeng was very satisfied with their reaction.

Cheng Xiao's charm truly did not disappoint her; she could now focus on her research.

But Xuan Quan's eyes were very strange. The Dragon Lord, who valued dignity the most, was naturally the most arrogant.

She might be planning to take it all for herself, so we need to be careful.

The five men had a very pleasant conversation about the matter and agreed to meet with Cheng Xiao the next day.

As soon as Xuan Quan returned to the VIP room prepared by Luo Fu, a small ice bird materialized.

"Fly to the courtyard we just left. If the owner inside wakes up, return immediately."

The birds flew away amidst their chirping, and Xuan Quan finally relaxed and slowly sat down in front of the dressing table.

The beauty in the mirror has fair skin and a voluptuous figure.

Hyun Jeon gently stroked his smooth, pretty face, and for the first time felt that his bare face was too cold and lacked a sense of intimacy.

That... won't be well-received.

Taking off her embroidered shoes, her fair and translucent soft feet exuded a chill, and frost seemed to freeze wherever she stepped.

Her skin was so thin and smooth that even her veins were faintly visible, and it had a rosy glow.

Recalling the person he had just seen, the aloof Dragon Lord couldn't help but curl up his delicate, jade-like toes and bury himself in the quilt.

"...It's so cold."

The soft bedding was devoid of warmth, and the power of frost kept the place where Xuan Quan was perpetually at a low temperature.

But her cold heart wasn't born as icy; she also longed for warmth.

A warmth that belongs only to her.

"Wouldn't it be warm lying on his bed...? I want to try it."

......

After enjoying a leisurely afternoon nap, Cheng Xiaomei decided to start preparing dinner.

The refrigerator contains food; just take it out and use it.

"It's so quiet today. Is everyone busy? That makes sense. Jingyuan is a general now, so his desk is probably piled high with documents every day. Jingliu is leading an army all by himself, Yingxing is busy with the Construction Bureau, and Danfeng goes without saying. Longzun has too many social engagements. As for Baiheng..."

"Has he gone off to fool around again?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dissatisfied complaint came from behind.

"Is Xiaolang really slandering me like this? I'm so heartbroken~"

"I'm telling the truth."

Bai Heng wrapped his arms around Cheng Xiao from behind and buried his face in his back.

A pair of hands were very restless, stroking Cheng Xiao's abs through his apron.

"Hehehe~ I'm so happy~ Xiaolang will cook for me for the rest of my life~"

"Alright, alright, don't bother me while I'm chopping vegetables. Go play in the living room and call Jingliu and the others back for dinner."

"Okay~ Ciallo～(∠・ω＜ )⌒☆"

Cheng Xiao: "¿"

As everyone gradually returned home, Jingyuan's complaints filled the dinner table.

"We long-lived beings are bound by endless lifespans, but our ability to measure and perceive every minute and second is no different from that of short-lived beings. There are too many mundane affairs and miscellaneous matters. The documents that need to be dealt with every day are roughly the same and cannot be resolved in a year."

"The thought that this kind of work will continue for over a hundred years makes every hour in the Shence Palace unbearably tedious..."

Jingyuan was yawning, looking extremely tired, and his hair was a mess.

Jingliu rebuked him as always: "Being bound by responsibility is also a form of self-discipline. To be so exhausted after only becoming a general is unacceptable."

Jingyuan could only weakly reply, "I understand, Master, but I'm really tired..."

Seeing Jingyuan's complaining expression, Chengxiao smiled and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her.

"Jingliu, you should stop lecturing her. She may seem carefree, but Jingyuan is actually thinking about all sorts of arrangements and plans. Overusing her brain will naturally make her tired."

"Hehe~ My martial uncle really understands me~"

Jing Liu frowned: "Eat your food! Stop bothering your martial uncle with his nonsense."

Danfeng and Yingxing remained silent for once, focusing solely on eating.

Only Bai Heng's noisy chatter remained at the dining table.

Halfway through the meal, Cheng Xiao suddenly said:

"By the way, generals have their own residences, right? Jing Yuan is the leader of Luofu now, it's time for him to move out."

A moment of silence swept across the table, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jingyuan froze in his eating, his eyes widening.

Tears welled up in my eyes instantly.

"Uncle-Master...Are you trying to send me away? Waaah, Uncle-Master, don't you want me anymore?"

"No! It's just that I feel the child has grown up... well, generally speaking, he should be able to go out on his own. Don't you think so, Kagami-ryu?"

Jingliu gracefully picked up a piece of smashed cucumber, acting as if it were none of his business.

"I agree. Jingyuan isn't a little girl anymore. It's unbecoming for her to stay here like a child every day. It's time to let her become independent."

Jing Yuan immediately slammed his fist on the table in protest: "That's not fair! You want me to go out and be independent? What about you! You think you can just stay here?!"

Jingliu slowly pointed to himself, then pointed to Chengxiao.

"We are husband and wife, a family, so naturally we live together."

Danfeng took out his broken jade: "This is a token of our betrothal. The dowry is all prepared. I'm your fiancée."

Ying Xing also raised his hand to indicate, "I also made an appointment with Xiao a long time ago. Master Huaiyan is the witness."

Bai Heng wagged its tail and chuckled, "What are you babbling about? I've already introduced Xiao Lang to my parents, and they only recognize Xiao Lang as their son-in-law."

Jingyuan collapsed to his knees in anguish.

"No!!!" (Snowflakes are falling~ The north wind is howling~)

Of course, this was just a joke; how could Cheng Xiao possibly send Jing Yuan away?

So Jingyuan, you should put the Divine Lord away. Don't be so serious about it!

After dinner, an uninvited guest arrived at Cheng Xiao's door.

A fairy in white robes quietly arrived, her icy dragon horns appearing even more frosty under the moonlight.

Cheng Xiao: "Who are you?"

"Lord Huyuan, Xuanquan."

"So you are General Fubo, my apologies for not recognizing you."

I apologize for this unannounced visit.

"It's nothing, General Fanghu's presence truly honors my humble abode. May I ask what brings you here?"

"Be my husband."

Cheng Xiao: "?"