"Shoot."
As easy as cutting an invisible canvas with the sharpest paper cutter, a tiny black crack appeared in the space.
"Ouch"
A low moan with a hint of coquettishness was heard.
Then, a graceful, flowing dragon-shaped shadow, only the size of a palm, cautiously poked its head out from the crack. Its entire body was covered in dark golden scales, which glowed mysteriously in the moonlight.
It was seen circling around Locke's fingers affectionately, and finally, like a kitten seeking comfort, rubbing its cool and smooth head against his palm.
"Greedy."
A helpless smile flashed in Locke's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Then he skillfully took out a piece of beautifully wrapped chocolate from his pajamas pocket and peeled off the tin foil.
Xiaolong's golden eyes, made of pure energy, suddenly lit up amazingly!
It let out a happy whistle, grabbed the chocolate, and rolled excitedly in the air.
next moment.
The chocolate crumbs turned into tiny, firefly-like golden starlight and were quickly absorbed by it.
Who would have thought...
These little things are actually the souls of the evil dragons that were kept in the Dragon Court space and once made the world tremble?
Locke's gaze passed through the maintained space crack and looked into the depths of the Dragon Court.
As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of emptiness.
This is a small world.
Countless dragon souls of various shapes, emitting an ancient and ferocious aura, are slowly swimming in it.
They should be terrifying, but...
At this moment, they were like a group of tamed koi waiting to be fed, crowded near the crack, and their huge dragon eyes burning with soul fire looked at Locke, filled with undisguised "hunger" and "desire".
It was obvious that it had been starving for countless years.
Shaking his head slightly, Locke looked through the layers of hungry dragons and into the deepest part.
An extremely incongruous, cold metallic reflection caught his eyes!
It's WRX9!
It was like a stubborn, dirty stain of industrial waste, stuck in the twisted energy turbulence at the edge of the spatial rift. The scarlet electronic scanning eye, like a dying will-o'-the-wisp, flickered twice in the void in an extremely strange and intermittent manner!
For the third time...
Locke narrowed his eyes, with vigilance and a hint of confusion in the depths of his eyes.
The first time was in the cornfield, the second time was in the barn, and the third time was in the back mountain when he was locked in another space by Sarafiel.
This guy.
How come it's the same as the earthbound spirit on the farm?!
I had already collected most of the kryptonite in Smallville, but this guy still managed to find it.
"So you can't come back like this, right?"
Locke sighed, moved his fingertips slightly, and quickly closed the space crack.
"Ouch——!"
The little dragon made a dissatisfied protest and circled twice in front of the completely closed void reluctantly, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
"Okay, time to sleep."
"Boom!"
The knock on the door was very light, as if afraid of disturbing the night.
Sarafir?
Locke raised his eyebrows slightly.
After all, the only one who would come to see him at this time would probably be his youngest son, no one else.
Is it
This kid finally wants to confess?
A trace of relief and anticipation passed through his heart, and Locke quickly restrained the solemnity he showed when facing the Dragon Court space. He adjusted his expression and tried to make his voice sound gentle and encouraging.
He cleared his throat and responded in the softest tone, "Come in."
"Click."
The sound of the doorknob turning was particularly clear in the silent night.
Locke even imagined the little guy standing at the door with his head hung down, hugging the pillow, hesitating to tell the secret.
The moonlight streamed in, paving a silver path on the floor.
Locke turned around expectantly with a fatherly smile, opening his arms, ready to give a warm and secure hug to his little son who was finally willing to open his heart.
Then, his smile froze on his face.
Standing at the door was Dio.
The blond boy was also hugging a pillow, his face full of obvious impatience and his brows were furrowed.
"."
The father and son looked at each other in the moonlight, their eyes wide open.
Locke suddenly felt very fortunate that he had not said anything corny like "Daddy's good son" just now.
"Father, are you surprised?" Dio snorted coldly.
"Uh……"
Locke coughed dryly, trying to find his voice, "Dio? You...are you going to sleep together, my dear son?"
But he himself felt that this question was extremely awkward.
"No, thank you for your kindness."
Dio's voice was flat and calm, with a businesslike coldness.
He walked straight forward and stuffed the pillow in his arms into Locke's open and somewhat stiff arms without saying a word.
Then, as if performing a magic trick, he pulled out a small figure from behind him, who was grinning and trying hard to shrink himself.
Sarafiel in her dinosaur pajamas.
"He wanted to sleep with me. But unfortunately, tonight is a meditation day for me and the world."
"So now it's up to you."
"Crack~"
The door closed, and Locke looked at the boy in his arms with a dark face.
"Hey, good evening, Dad."
He was squinting his eyes and grinning with his milk teeth.
Chapter 85 Sarafir: I have no secrets
Locke sighed helplessly and walked towards his big bed carrying this hot potato.
"call out!"
Like a nimble monkey, Sarafiel slipped into the bed, revealing only a pair of bright, sleepless eyes, looking at him expectantly.
"Dad, it's come to this."
The little guy's voice had a bit of a spoiled nasal tone, "Tell me a story, I can't sleep."
Locke lay on the edge of the bed, looking at his son's eyes full of curiosity, and thought for a moment.
Um.
Maybe this is also a good entry point?
"Ok."
Locke cleared his throat, his voice particularly clear in the silent room.
"Long, long ago, at the top of a lava-filled abyss, there lurked a dragon that terrified the entire kingdom."
"Its body is as big as a mountain, its scales are like iron, its mouth spews flames, its eyes gleam with ferocity. It loves to kidnap princesses, burn villages, and burn the armor of Saints to charcoal..."
"Wow"
Sarafiel listened intently, his little fist unconsciously clenching the corner of the quilt.
Locke's voice was rhythmic, depicting the dragon's cruelty and power vividly. Sarafiel held his breath when he heard it, as if he was on the battlefield with raging flames.
It was not until the story that the evil dragon was influenced by the mysterious sage from Locke Farm during a shocking battle, and finally gave up the power of destruction, willing to protect the lives of the people and become the legendary guardian dragon.
Sarafiel's tense face finally relaxed and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Okay, the story is over." Locke patted his son's head gently, "Now..."
"Well, it's time to go to bed."
Sarafiel nodded vigorously, a satisfied smile on his face.
He turned over and, like a little animal seeking warmth, naturally hugged Locke's strong arms, rested his furry little head on them, rubbed them, murmured comfortably, and closed his eyes.
"."
Feeling the weight and warmth on his arm, Locke looked at his son's peaceful sleeping face.
Is this development not right?
He hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help it.
Locke tilted his head slightly and spoke tentatively in a very light and gentle voice, as if afraid of disturbing his sweet dream:
"Sarafil?"
"Hmm?" The little guy responded in a daze, his eyes slightly opened.
"Dad...how about I share a little secret with you?"
Locke's voice was coaxing, as if he was sharing a precious apple.
"secret?"
Sarafiel's eyes widened instantly, the sleepiness swept away, and they sparkled with gossip and excitement.
"Okay, okay! What's the secret?"
He suddenly perked up, twisting his little body and looking up at his father curiously.
Locke lowered his voice like a thief and leaned close to his son's ear:
"Just a few days ago, your brother Dio's top-grade Wagyu steak...actually, it wasn't Clark who stole it."
Sarafiel's eyes widened instantly.
You know, Brother Clark was puzzled for a long time during that time and didn't know how he had annoyed Brother Dio.
"it's me……"
There was a hint of embarrassment in Locke's tone.
"Dad was hungry in the middle of the night and couldn't help but secretly fried it and ate it."
"puff--!"
Sarafiel was stunned at first, then he couldn't help laughing out loud, his little shoulders shaking.
"Haha! So that's how it is! No wonder Brother Dio's face was so dark that morning!"
"Yeah." Locke nodded with an expression of "you understand me" on his face.
"Yeah." Sarafiel also nodded like him, with a cunning look of "I understand you" on his face.
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