Whispers of the Dragon

Chapter 106

Don't be afraid of me.

These three words instantly nailed Qiu Min in place.

The feeling of deja vu is like a layer of hazy water, vague, as if someone has said such words to him before, so that he can grasp the fulcrum that he can trust in the panic...

"Knock knock."

A foot away, someone knocked on the door.

Qiu Min trembled subconsciously, the vague feeling just now was fleeting, he couldn't grasp anything, and looked towards the door in horror.

How could you not be afraid?

The one behind him is a legendary creature, a living dragon!

"Qiu Min!"

Leslie's voice was outside the door.

"I brought you a bottle of vegetable milk, it's still hot, it can help you sleep."

Long Huan's arms around his waist tightened, and he still maintained the posture of hugging Qiu Min from behind, firmly, without letting go.

The room was quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

"Qiu Min?" Lelis knocked on the door again, "Qiu Min? Are you okay?"

There is a monitor behind the door, and Qiu Min sees their current appearance from the dark mirror.

Long also looked towards the door.

Fine scales appeared on the handsome non-human face of the dragon, and the vigilance and killing intent of a wild beast were in those golden vertical pupils.Qiu Min's heart beat faster, he knew that dragons have a very strong sense of territory, even if this dragon is just a new intruder, it will never allow other creatures to set foot at this time.

Pound, thump...

Qiu Min's heart beat faster and faster.

He wished Leslie would come in and help him now, but he wasn't even sure Leslie was safe.Moreover, he also knew that the silver dragon could not be discovered by Leslie, because he was not sure if it would attract more people... Multiple concerns were pinched from both sides, Qiu Min could only tremble and kept silent.

Leslie outside the door seemed to back off a bit, and his voice became blurred: "Wait a minute, I'll go find the administrator..."

"I'm already asleep!" Qiu Min said in a panic, "Leslie, I'm fine, I'm already asleep!"

"You finally answered me." Leslie breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked suspiciously, "Why do you go to bed so early, are you sure there is no problem?"

"Well! No problem!" Qiu Min said loudly, "Thank you, I won't get up!"

Leslie thought for a while and said, "Okay. Then you have a good rest, good night."

Qiu Min: "Good night, Leslie."

Leslie is gone.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Qiu Min begged: "Look, my friend doesn't know anything, and I won't hurt you, can you let me go first—ah!!!"

Suddenly, Qiu Min's body tensed up in pain, and then his whole body went limp, losing all strength.

The dragon opened its mouth and bit his neck fiercely from behind!

The dragon's fangs were sharp, and probably pierced into blood vessels in the skin.

Looking at the shadow reflected on the mirror screen at the door, Qiumin saw that the dragon had protruded sharp ears, and the vertical pupils had turned into two very thin lines, extremely cold, like a raging storm on the Black Sea, containing With unspeakable pain.

Some wet liquid ran down the neck.

Qiu Min thought it was his own blood, but from the mirror, he clearly saw the dragon close his eyes, and under the long eyelashes, two drops of crystal tears fell down and disappeared.

Qiu Min's heart and mind were shocked, and for some reason, his heart throbbed violently, which overwhelmed the pain of flesh and blood for a moment.

He felt absurdly that he had angered the dragon.

And his fear of the dragon was all that angered it.

It was obviously not his fault, but Qiu Min felt a strong impulse and guilt. He really wanted to put away his fear, hug the dragon, comfort it, wipe away its tears, and tell it that he would never try to fight again. Leave, even if you are the one being hurt now.

It felt weird, and so did the dragon's behavior.

Just like... There is a reason for their meeting today, and there is also a reason for the appearance of this silver dragon. They seem to have known each other for a long time, and even... have a soul bond.

Qiu Min couldn't tell.

Yinlong's human form is extremely tall. At this time, one of his arms is wrapped around Qiu Min's waist, and the other hand easily clasps Qiu Min's two wrists. His figure almost completely covers Qiu Min, making him Qiu Min couldn't move.

"Tick."

Blood flowed out from the dragon's body along the bone spur protruding from the elbow, and dripped on the floor, making a slight sound.

The hot and strong smell of blood is intertwined with male hormones, making it chaotic and stalemate.

The flesh on the side of the neck that was bitten by the teeth was slowly loosened. The dragon's fangs did not pierce Qiu Min's skin, and the severe pain faded away, leaving only a slight burning pain and a deep pink tooth mark .

Long slightly opened his eyes, his eyes were dim and unclear, he didn't intend to let go of his hands, he still held Qiu Min tightly in his arms, and even licked the tooth marks with his tongue.

"Sorry." Long said in a low voice.

Qiu Min's face instantly turned red, and the atmosphere in the room also took a sharp turn, changing suddenly.

"No, it doesn't matter." Qiu Min was still very scared, he was still trembling, so he said softly, "Don't bite me."

"No." Long Ying said.

Qiu Min felt relieved, but worried about angering the other party again, he didn't dare to move: "Why did you suddenly... Did I hurt you when I helped you clean the wound?"

It was fine at first, but why did it suddenly trigger the switch of the form switch?

His hand must have touched the dragon's wound.

After a while, Long Cai replied in a heavy and obscure way: "...No."

The room fell silent again.

After a few seconds, Qiu Min took the initiative to throw out an olive branch: "What's your name? Do you have any special reason to maintain your human form, what should I do to help you correctly?"

"No need." As the number of speakings increased, Long's pronunciation became clear and smooth, "It's fine if you stay."

Qiu Min closed his mouth.

Only to hear the dragon say again: "I won't hurt you."

Qiu Min nodded with red eyes, and finally, Long's palm released his painful wrist.He thought he could move, but in the next second, the dragon changed into a posture with his arms around him, resting his head on his shoulder.

Those long and smooth silver hairs hang down, gently touching Qiu Min's face.

The handsome sub-devil was bare-chested, the bone spurs gradually retracted, and there were dried bright red blood stains on the white muscles.

"Got you."

He suppressed some emotion and said in a low voice.

Hearing this sentence, Qiu Min trembled all over.

Growing up so big, he has never been hugged so tightly by anyone, never encountered such a situation, and of course, he has never picked up a wounded silver dragon on the road.

The strange feeling came up again.

Qiu Min felt that he seemed to have been waiting for this moment. He was born, studied, studied Yinlong, and wanted to go to Longyu... Everything seemed to be for this moment, and it was already destined in the dark.

It was hard to explain the feeling, and it was so unbelievable, Qiu Min could only let Long hug him obediently.

At least, he knew that the other party was fully cooperating with Calm.

"...My name is Qiumin." He introduced himself as a gesture of goodwill, "This is an oriental name from the ancient earth. I don't have a last name, because I was born in a petri dish and grew up in a cultivation garden. Nowadays, many new humans are born from the training garden. You can call me Qiumin, or Xiaoqiu."

Long responded: "Yeah."

Qiumin asked the dragon's name once, but the other party didn't answer, so he skipped it this time: "What about you? Are you from Longyu?"

Long: "No."

Qiu Min said, "Where did you live most often before? I heard that the most dragons live near Ancheng now."

Long replied: "... Naha."

"Naha?" Qiu Min didn't know the place, "Where is that?"

The dragon was silent.

Inexplicably, the atmosphere in the room became tense again.

This made Qiumin feel dangerous again. He seemed to say something wrong, which caused Long to be unhappy again.

Just when he was worried that he would be bitten again, Long spoke in the same tone as before: "Naha is a place you like very much."

Qiu Min said: "But I have never been to Naha."

"You just forgot." Long said deeply, "That is our home."

Qiu Min was taken aback, and a strange feeling swept over him again, making his chest throbbing and his palms tingling.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, he could only stand there quietly.

This hug lasted for a long time, the sound of blood dripping on the floor disappeared, and the dragon's bone spurs gradually retracted into the body.Before Qiu Min could decide whether he wanted to break free from his embrace, his body lightened suddenly, and he was turned around, facing the dragon in human form.

The scales around the man's jaw have not faded, and the pointed ears are still exposed between the silver hair.He sat down on the chair he had sat on before, and Qiu Min was wrapped in his arms, so that it was like sitting in his arms.

Qiu Min didn't jump up to leave, because the man's vertical pupils kept looking at him, and the meaning was not difficult to understand.

Those eyes were too deep, Qiu Min only looked at him for a short while, then quickly lost the battle, and shifted his gaze to the cotton balls and wound disinfectant on the table.

Qiu Min sat on the dragon's lap, his face was hot and his fingers trembled.

Emboldened with courage, he first brushed aside the smooth silver hair of the opponent, and then carefully wiped away all the wounds where bone spurs had appeared on the opponent, cleaning up the surrounding blood one by one.

Those wounds looked painful, but the dragon didn't grunt the whole time.

The ground was covered with blood-stained cotton balls, and finally, a towel was added.

After the treatment, Qiumin said "I want to wash my hands", and finally Long let go of the shackles and regained his freedom.

When washing his hands, Qiu Min also washed the clothes that Long took off.

There was a lot of blood on the clothes, and the water in the pool turned pink. Qiu Min washed it for a long time, and then hung it on the window to dry.

It was late at night, the building was quiet, and the entire main city had also entered a state of sleep.

No one knew that in the B area of ​​the public housing, a dragon, a sub-demon, was kept in the room of a teenager.

Of course the dragon didn't intend to leave.

There was only a single bed in the room, and Qiu Min was worried about how to arrange the accommodation, but Long came directly to his bed, stretched out his long arms and hugged him into his arms.The single bed was very narrow, Qiu Min wanted to sleep on the floor, but Long didn't give him that chance.

Qiumin didn't sleep well that night.

He was dreaming again.

In his dream, he seemed to see this dragon.

They stood in a dense and moist jungle, surrounded by tall and strange plants, and green vines everywhere.

The picture was blurry, a tall dragon stood beside him, raised his hand to caress his eyes, cheeks and neck, and spoke a string of obscure dragon language.

Then, the dragon touched his face lightly with his lips and said to him, "I will find you."