Chapter 7

I tilted my head and looked outside the drill ground. The Five Heavenly Generals' faces were all pale. Wuqu Xingjun knelt outside the formation and kowtowed to me. His mouth seemed to be shouting,

"Please, Supreme God, save His Majesty!"

Forget it, forget it.

They all agreed to such a difficult task like saving that frost flower.

What's the harm in saving him one more time?

I closed my eyes and the spiritual energy around me began to boil!

When was the last time I transformed?

It seemed that the previous Celestial Ruler hadn't been born yet?

It had been too long, so long that I almost forgot that I was one of the Six Worlds and Nine Continents.

I was the only Blood Dragon.

The watery blue spiritual energy intertwined into a sparkling screen of light. A crimson dragon broke out of the water and soared into the sky. The dragon's roar reverberated throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

I had always been proud of the appearance of my true form. The dragon scales, dragon horns, and claws were all crimson, just like my favorite Scarlet Cloud Robe. It was so red that people couldn't look away.

It was just that my original form was so huge that it was difficult to hide my aura. I was already prone to provoking all sorts of things, and now that I transformed, I was even more unlucky …

I swung my dragon tail and rode the wind and clouds into the air. The Little White Dragon staggered and propped up his head to look at me. His long dragon whiskers drooped down and couldn't even rise into the clouds.

I imitated him and coiled myself into a ball, covering his head tightly.

This last bolt of lightning also rumbled and fell.

You protected me from ninety-eight bolts of lightning, so I'll protect you from the last one.

There was no deafening sound, no flying sand and pebbles. This last bolt of lightning struck my primordial spirit.

I was in so much pain that I closed my eyes tightly. My head felt like it was about to split open. The entire dragon fell straight from the sky. I didn't know how the Little White Dragon gathered his strength, but his dragon body was much thicker than mine. The two dragons, one red and one white, were entangled with the heavenly silk woven by the immortals under the moon.

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Wisps of cold mist brushed past my sparkling scales. In a daze, I felt like I was carried through the sky. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a spacious bed in the Xuanji Palace.

I hurriedly touched my arms and legs. Fortunately, they were all intact. It was just that my clothes were stained with blood and stuck to my skin. It was more comfortable to take them off.

As soon as I pulled my belt open, my elbow bumped into something hard. I turned around and saw Little White Dragon lying on the side with a pale face. Under his long eyelashes, his eyes were closed.

So he carried me all the way back to the Xuanji Palace and Palace. and onto the bed?!

I pinched my forehead. My head still hurt badly. However, my primordial spirit was injured and I could only rely on myself to heal it. There was no easy way to heal it. In comparison, the wounds on his body were more important.

I heard footsteps coming from outside the door. I heard Military Star running and shouting at the same time.

... found........ found...

.. is........... in the bed in the Xuanji Palace..

............ where...

.....

I picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

"Little Leopard, you're crazy!

What are you talking about? "

He was stunned and realized that he had said something terrible. He hurriedly corrected himself.

"Eh!

No, no!

Not on the bed!

Not on the bed! "

His explanation seemed to make things worse. I waved my sleeves and closed the door of the main hall. "Guard the door. Don't come in!" I said angrily.

After practicing medicine for so many years, I've only dealt with difficult and complicated diseases. I haven't dealt with such simple external injuries for a long time. But the Ninth Heaven Immortal Doctor had received an invitation to the East Sea two days ago. I'm afraid she won't be able to make it back in time.

"Little White Dragon, there's no distinction between men and women in the eyes of doctors. Besides, you've been an immortal for so many years. You don't have to be embarrassed."

I rubbed my hands together. I didn't care if he was unconscious or if he heard me. I lifted the blood-stained clothes on his chest. But he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed my hand.

"No!

It's just a small injury. I don't dare to trouble you. "

"Small injury?" I pushed his arm away. "Do you know how many scales you've lost and how much blood you've lost?

Do you know that getting injured when your spiritual power is exhausted will shake your cultivation foundation?

Do you know that you have to receive the million-year spiritual power from the Jade Emperor's orthodoxy immediately after the tribulation?

How are you going to receive it with such a broken body?

What's wrong? You want to die before I can save that frost flower?

That's good. It saves me the trouble of saving her! "

When he heard that it was about Jin Mi, the Little White Dragon's eyes lit up. He slowly loosened his grip on his clothes. I didn't know why, but my heart was in a mess. I lifted his clothes more roughly, just like a lecher in the mortal world who took liberties with women.

But after lifting his clothes, I realized that my knowledge was still lacking. Usually, I thought that he was tall and slim, even slimmer than Wenqu Xinjun. There shouldn't be much flesh under his loose robe. But now, looking at him, his chest was broad and his muscles were well-defined. Putting aside those hideous flesh wounds, he had chest muscles and abdominal muscles. His lines were smooth, no more, no less.

Could it be that the Winged Dragons have some excellent method to maintain their physique?

I dipped my fingertips in the ointment and took the opportunity to study it as I applied it.

"Chiling God, you're skilled. You must have treated many immortals. Run Yu was too narrow-minded just now."

"Mm … It's okay. I've always been a magnanimous person."

His face was still extremely pale. He must still be in pain, but he forced himself to watch me apply the ointment. Was he worried that I would molest him when he wasn't paying attention?

Heh, as if I wouldn't molest him if he was awake. Didn't I already touch his chest and abdominal muscles?

Too young!

"Chiling God, Run Yu doesn't recognize you. Are you a member of the Dragon race?

But the Dragon race doesn't seem to have any completely red dragons. "

Oh, is he trying to find something to talk about to resolve the awkwardness? I pretended not to see his pink ears and answered, "It's normal that you don't recognize me. When I cultivated my original body, there wasn't even a single seedling in the entire Dragon race, let alone you. Speaking of which, we only look alike. I'm actually not a member of the Dragon race."

"Oh?

What's so special about this original body? "He seemed to be really interested, and his spirit was much more energetic.

I thought for a while. "What's special about it?

Mm … Does it count as medicine? "

"Cough cough!"

The Little White Dragon choked on my words and coughed twice. The wound on his waist opened up again. I hurriedly dipped my finger in the ointment and touched it.

"It's my first time hearing such a special … self-description …" His expression relaxed and he smiled faintly. "Could it be that you don't even let yourself off when you refine medicine?"

"Don't underestimate the Blood Dragon. I'm a treasure from head to toe!"

"Mm … You're all a treasure …" He seemed to be having a hard time holding back his laughter.

"Why?

You don't believe me? "

I flipped my hand and a medical book appeared in my palm. I opened it and passed it to him. "Here, this is the Six World Drug Records written by your Fairy Doctor's great-great-great-great-grandfather. I'm at the top of the first page. Dragon flesh, dragon scales, and even my dragon nails can be used as medicine!

But the most amazing part is my dragon horn. Back then … "

The sea of memories was too deep. Suddenly, the memories of the past mixed with blood and tears appeared just like yesterday. The laughter of old friends could still be heard in my ears.

It was as if my chatterbox had been flipped over and I couldn't continue speaking.

The Little White Dragon looked puzzled. He was waiting to hear the story from back then. But when he saw me hurriedly covering the pain in my eyes, he looked away and didn't ask further.

The warm and harmonious atmosphere suddenly turned cold. After I finished applying the medicine, I circulated my spiritual power to dissolve it for him. Those hideous wounds on his skin closed and disappeared. However, the reverse scale on his chest seemed to have been injured for a long time. It wasn't something that spiritual power medicine could heal. I touched it with my fingertips. That patch of skin was scalding hot. It must have been like this for many years, suffering every day.

My fingertips trembled slightly. I saw that he was embarrassed, but he didn't push my hand away. I couldn't help but sigh. "My ability is limited. I can heal all the scars on your body, but this reverse scale skin …"

"It's okay."

He adjusted his clothes and his starry eyes looked distant.

"It's an old injury. It has always been like this. Run Yu is already used to it."

"Used to it?

Who can get used to pain? "

I pushed him into the couch and took off my shoes and socks. I adjusted myself to a comfortable position. Seeing that he was still looking at me with a pair of surprised eyes, I waved my hand and explained.

"What are you looking at?

I'm also an injured person!

There's still a long way to go to the side hall. It's more convenient to lie here. I just healed you and you want to burn the bridge after crossing the river. People's hearts have changed. Young people nowadays are really ungrateful! "

The Little White Dragon thought for a while and felt that it made sense. Although we were lying on the same couch, we had to do something extraordinary in times of emergency. So, he moved further in to make more space for me.

"Thanks to the Chiling God for blocking the last lightning bolt. I wonder how your injury is. Do you need Run Yu to do anything?"

"That lightning bolt was so thick. The injury must be very serious. I'm going to die from the pain!"

He stared at me with the same expression as before. No matter how I looked at him, he didn't look like he was going to die from the pain. His thin lips opened and closed as if he wanted to say something. His dazed look was really cute. I sighed and decided to teach this silly child a lesson.

"Little White Dragon, you haven't experienced any tribulations in the mortal world, right? Do you know that there's an old saying among the mortals: 'The crying child gets the milk.' Don't think that this saying is vulgar, but it makes sense when you think about it. If you're hungry, you say that you're hungry. If you're in pain, you say that you're in pain. If you're unhappy, you say that you're unhappy. If you hide everything in your heart, who can read your mind?

If you marry a Heavenly Empress in the future, and you don't talk about the pain and injuries like now, what should we do? "

The Little White Dragon moved his gaze from my face to the curtain. His voice was as light as rootless duckweed. "Run Yu also cried out in pain when he was young, but it was useless. It's better to save some energy."

I knew that the mottled injuries on his body were mostly related to his childhood. However, it would be too pitiful for such a dignified dragon to be trapped in the misfortune of the past.

"I'm a healer. If you cry out in pain to me, it will definitely work. If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?"

He curled his lips and said to me pitifully, "My whole body hurts."

"Whole, whole body …"

I was angry. This bastard really didn't hold back. It was fine if he said that his arms and legs hurt, but how could he treat his whole body if it hurt? However, he couldn't go back on his words. I gritted my teeth and hesitated. Then, I suddenly hugged him and patted his scarred back twice.