There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter 4:

The first chapter of the first film: (four)

When the world first appeared, the sky and the earth were one, and they were inseparable from the deserted sea.

The journey of the sun and the moon, if it is out of it, the stars are brilliant, if it is out of it. A long time ago, the sun, moon and stars were all in the deserted sea. When the day and the earth were separated, the deserted sea appeared as Guixu, gathering the world’s seawater, and the Guixu Dragon Girl also woke up from her deep sleep.

She is extremely passionate and ruthless. Her unfettered and unrestrained nature necessitated her to feed on human love, but love is so precious that she always can’t eat enough. Then one day, a lonely soul without an owner floated on the sea for no reason, and the dragon girl swallowed it in a daze, and tasted the opposite of “hunger”. Later, she discovered that the “human” soul could be her own food, so she turned out the real body of a white dragon and went to the world.

But the more she ate, the more hungry she became. The scorching hunger made her unable to control herself, causing her to toss turbulent waves in the desert sea, causing her to suffer endlessly.

In such torture, she gave up the slaughter and plunder of human souls and quietly returned to the Guixu Dragon Palace. In order to avoid hunger, the dragon girl chose to fall asleep again.

Then in her dream, she went to a world, grew up like an ordinary person, and received the unreserved love of a human being.

When the dragon girl woke up from her dream, she realized that the human soul can only satisfy her hunger for a short time. If she really wants to experience ‘satisfaction”, then only “love” is her food. When she understands this truth, above the desert sea, there will be lonely souls coming, she swallows them, goes to the world where they are, and can digest the souls and take them for herself. If she can find pure and full love in the world, then she can stay awake for a long time after returning to the deserted sea without sleeping again.

The human souls who came to the deserted sea were all related to water, and the dragon girl even left a drowned soul as her servant. When she left the deserted sea, she guarded her return to the Dragon Palace.

By now, she no longer remembered how many people’s love had been eaten.

But this world…well…The Dragon Girl is also very distressed. Yonganhou’s love exudes a smell, which is not so delicious, but if she doesn’t eat it, she might even forget who she is in the next world!

Forget it, she has never been a person who would rather **** or abuse, for food, Dragon Girl has always refused to refuse.

The Dragon Girl is the only dragon in the ancient prehistoric lands that entangles in nothingness and enjoys permanent existence. She has no relatives and no companions, so she learned the word “linglong” in the world and used it as her name. She quickly learned the rules of life on earth and worked hard for rations.

There was no one to teach, and no one to guide, Linglong lived so lonely and happily. She is not bound to the way of heaven, doing things as she pleases, except that she doesn’t put any life in her eyes. Fortunately, hunger is a prohibition, and she has a little sense of proportion in her work.

Now she secretly eats a few extra souls occasionally, and the sky and the earth will turn one eye and close the other.

Beautiful looks come from godsend or heredity, but beauty needs to be pampered, and Linglong has never seen a few women who can maintain soft skin and femininity in a rough environment. Her beauty comes from herself, because she is the most beautiful dragon. She can maintain her youth and beauty forever without maintenance or maintenance. How can human beings compare with her?

Therefore, Chu Zhi, who had been left out for more than a month, would barely recognize Linglong when she saw her again.

Breathable skin and carefree posture can only be obtained in a luxurious life. Chu Zhi was just a subordinate who was disgusted by his wife. Everyone in the Hou Mansion got what the wife meant. They knew that she was not liked by his wife. Who would look at her with a straight eye. It is a trivial matter to exclude bullying on weekdays. Chu Zhi’s expensive clothes and jewelry are all deprived of It’s the big deal to take it away. Without the rouge gouache that my wife gave her, I lost Pei Yumingluan, plus the fact that I hadn’t seen Lord Hou for dozens of days, and my heart was all over and under my mind, the whole person became haggard and old, and more than a month ago. Hengsheng’s maidservant is like two people.

The original owner really took this maid who grew up with him as a sister. As long as the original owner has all the beautiful clothes, always remember to prepare a copy for Chu Zhi. That is to say, the original owner’s parents are also baffled with Chu Zhi. Called Chuzhi dowry, but who knew that he had paid for his daughter’s life and soul. I don’t know how the couple would react if they knew the truth.

“Madam! Madam slaves know that they are wrong, please let the slaves come back and take care of them! Madam!” Chu Zhi prostrated on the ground as soon as she came in, her posture was extremely low. Tight, want to sneak out to find Master Hou in the middle of the night? No way, even her three meals a day were messed up, either accidentally hit her and spilled it, or grabbed the dirt and leaves inside. These days, Zhizhi had a very uncomfortable life at first.

She was really desperate. Although she would be tortured by staying with her wife, at least she still had a chance to see Lord Hou. Who else could save her at this moment besides Lord Hou? At the moment, I only hope that Madam can still care for a little bit of her former affection, and see her humble attitude to spare her this time.

“Know it’s wrong.” Linglong opened her apricot eyes slightly in surprise. “Then tell me, what’s wrong with you?”

Chu Zhi lowered her head and did not dare to lift up: “The slave girl’s fault is that her hands and feet are not clean and steal the lady’s jade pendant, and she should not be served poorly, she almost burned her with hot tea, and shouldn’t vouch for her innocence—”

“Very good, very good.” Linglong moved the pastry in her hand, got up personally, bent over and helped Chu Zhi up, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness and relief. “You and I grew up together. I see you as a sister in my heart. If you don’t repent, how can I be willing to leave you? It’s all right now. If you confess your mistakes with me, I will not be angry. In the future, we will still follow Be a sister as usual and share everything, OK?”

Chu Zhi fell into the bright future described by Linglong, and was about to nod her head to agree, but suddenly realized that his wife stopped smiling. She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly knelt down again, “The servant girl dare not! The servant girl dare not! The servant girl was born humble, but a slave, how can he be sisters with his wife! She also asked her for grace so that the servant girl would wait on her side and do something. Work, the slave and maid will be satisfied.”

Linglong laughed again: “You, you, that’s true, but since you asked for it, if I didn’t agree, it would seem too unkind.”

She stretched out her hands and said to Chushuang, “Is the impatiens juice you prepared?”

“Ms. Hui, all right, the slave and maid will get it now.”

Chu Zhi stood up and stood aside, humbled as an expression, and still hugged slightly. Her gaze couldn’t help but be attracted by the pair of lush green catkins that exquisitely stretched out. What kind of hands are they, white and slender, delicate and tender as if the shoots were just peeled, without a trace of blemishes, and with the usual dignity. So that she didn’t even have a thin cocoon on her hand. The nails are round and tidy, unlike Chu Zhi, because they always have to do work. Once the nails are long, they will be covered with ash.

She used to have ten slender fingers, dyed with Kodan, but now her hands are old and wrinkled, with thick calluses, and because they always do heavy work, they are even slightly deformed.

Chushuang took the balsam balsam juice and dyed Linglong’s nails carefully. As soon as he painted a hand, Chuxue came in to report that Lord Hou was back.

Linglong was aware of Chu Zhi’s unbearable joy for a moment, and smiled secretly in her heart. She thought it was her chance? No, this is her hell.

Yongan Hou was recently overwhelmed by his beloved wife. He rushed home as soon as his daily errands were over and he didn’t drink alcohol with his colleagues to make a fortune. Everyone laughed at him, but he didn’t take it seriously. How do those single dogs know what it feels like to be in the arms of a sweet and charming wife? It would be too stupid to chant this cold water draining.

Come back and hold his wife Dianluan and Fengfeng to enjoy the joy of fish and water. Isn’t it better than blowing cold wind outside?

As soon as he entered the door, his tall body seemed to bring a cold wind. Linglong didn’t lift her head either. She didn’t do anything virtuous in front of Yonganhou. The original owner was virtuous enough, but Yonganhou didn’t like it. He was taken away by Chuzhi, not because of Chuzhi’s thin horse temperament. .

But a thin horse is a thin horse, and cannot be put on the table, how can it be compared with the beauty of the country and the city.

Here in Linglong, there is no difference between a man and a woman, but Yonganhou became her alternative food, so she was allowed to linger for a while. She likes his handsome appearance and strong body, so she has to maintain it until she eats him. As for Chu Zhi, she didn’t eat it, just like a cat that had caught the mouse. Before the mouse died, she played and tortured him to death.

Seeing that Yongan Hou swung Chushuang away, sat down in front of Linglong, and took over the small brush in Chushuang’s hand that was soaked with balsam juice, Linglong sneered: “Hoye is really in good spirits, why, these women’s stuff , You like it too?”

“The happiness of the boudoir is as sweet as sweet.” Yonganhou didn’t care about her irony, but felt that such a wife was kind of cute. He took the sword with both hands, went to the battlefield, and killed the enemy, but it was the first time he did such a delicate thing. Linglong narrowed her eyes, “I’m so ugly, go away and let Chushuang come.”

Chushuang was about to come, but Yonganhou glared back. The fierceness of the maidservant turned into a small favor in front of Linglong, “Don’t be angry, let the husband paint it again.”

These delicate little hands are held in the palm like soft tofu. He often pinches these little hands between the bedclothes, licks, kisses, and bites. Now that he can play well, he can’t let it go.

“Okay.” Linglong is also very good at talking. “Then I will paint on Master Hou later.”

Yonganhou: “…”