A Race to The Top

This time, the NPC that released the initial task was not a human, but a dragon lying lazily in the cave, looking lifeless.

I have seen many dragons of the same kind on Ling Xiaolu. They are classic monsters on the magic continent, and they are also flying mounts tamed by Ji Meng.

The only difference was that all the dragons that Ling Xiaolu had seen were pitch black. Only the one in front of him had scales like white jade, crystal clear and distinctive.

The giant dragon slept on the ground without speaking, even without raising his eyelids. The strange thing was that Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng both "heared" its dragon language.

——Are you here to kill the dragon? warrior.

With the opening remarks of a good standard magic world mission, Ling Xiaolu rushed to answer: "No, we are here to do the mission."

——The task is to kill the dragon.

——An evil dragon once attacked a certain village, causing innocent villagers to die in vain.

——My task is very simple. It is to go back in time and kill the dragon before it attacks the village.

>>The main quest of "Playing Back Witch" will start soon. Are you sure?

Both people pressed confirm at the same time.

>>The old world opens...

This is an ordinary small village, full of smoke, wild flowers everywhere, the sound of blacksmith forging, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

"There is something I don't understand," Ling Xiaolu asked while looking for clues along the road, "Why is the task of slaying the dragon issued by a single dragon?"

"Dragons are also divided into good dragons and evil dragons, with different camps. What's weird?"

"White dragon is good, black dragon is evil, does that mean?"

Ji Meng disagrees: "You judge the dragon based on your appearance."

They traveled all over the village and found no trace of the evil dragon. The NPCs here only greeted them simply, and only an old man dressed as a robe magician caught their attention.

"Children, my ineffective student skipped class without authorization. Can you help me get her back?"

"Appeared! A truant witch!" Ling Xiaolu was sure that he was right.

"Can you describe it in more detail?" Ji Meng asked.

The old man sighed: "She's called Saya, she is seven or eight years old, and she is playful by nature. Oh, by the way, she usually likes to go to the outskirts of the southern village to play.

"Is it hard to find a place if you know it?" Ling Xiaolu was confident, "Don't worry, this old man, we promise to bring her back."

The southern part of the village is a vast grassland. It is spring, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the greenery is full.

With no effort, they searched for Saya, whom the suspected old magician said, wearing a black gothic skirt and a white young dragon by her side.

"Huh?" Ling Xiaolu doubted, "This dragon is a bit familiar. Could it be the one we encountered earlier?"

"It's possible, but it's not necessarily." Ji-style nonsense, saying it is the same as not saying it.

"But the white dragon... is rare in the first place, isn't it?"

The two came to the girl: "Little sister, are you Chaya?"

Chaya is young, but her attitude is very arrogant: "Who are you?"

It seems that the right person has been found.

Ling Xiaolu deliberately raised his face: "Little sister, you are so young, why don't you go to school well?"

"I see, that old man sent you here."

"You too disrespect your elders, he is your teacher!"

Shaya snorted, "So what? His magic lesson is so boring, I don't want to take it."

Ling Xiaolu glanced helplessly at Ji Meng: "What should I do? Is it allowed to knock the bear child unconscious and carry it back?"

Shaya became more vigilant: "What? You two adults, want to attack a little girl?"

"What are the conditions before you are willing to go back with us?" Ji Meng tried to trigger the keyword.

"No conditions, don't go back." Shaya was determined.

She walked forward without looking back, and the young dragon followed her step by step.

"I warn you, don't follow me, or I will be welcome!"

"Hey!" Ling Xiaolu is the least likely to use threats. "I want to see your little girl's house. How can I be rude to me? Be obedient and go back to class!"

Shaya frowned like an adult: "You are so noisy."

"If you don't go back to class, I will always be bothering you in your ears," Ling Xiaolu turned on Tang Seng mode, "Go to class, go to class, go to class..."

Shaya stopped, conjured a magic wand out of nowhere, turned around and pointed at Ling Xiaolu: "I warned you!"

The world in front of Ling Xiaolu suddenly magnified dozens of times-no, it should be said that his body was getting smaller at high speed, so small that he had to raise his head desperately to see the world outside the long grass. He wanted to speak, but he made an unfamiliar "squeaking" sound.

She just barely reached his chest, but now she has become like a giant, squatting down in front of it: "Turn you into a hamster, you can't talk!"

Ling Xiaolu: Zhizhi? ? ?

The other big hand grabbed Ling Xiaolu from the ground. As far as it was concerned, it was quickly taken from the ground to mid-air by a giant. It raised its head and met Ji Meng's face.

"...Lubi?"

Ling Xiaolu: Zhizhizhi! ! ! (It's me! Change me back!)

Of course, Ji Meng didn't understand the language of hamsters. He curiously pinched the back of the hamster's neck with two fingers, and lifted it up to look at it carefully. The hamster transformed by Ling Xiaolu has a golden fur, like a soft bread baked in the sun at nine o'clock in the morning, with a line of deep toasted color on its back.

"You have become a hamster."

Ling Xiaolu: Isn't this nonsense!

Being carried in the air, its body twisted desperately, and its four paws circled and punched Wing Chun.

Ling Xiaolu: Let me down!

Regardless of whether Ji Meng understood this sentence, Ling Xiaolu was finally put back on his palm.

Ling Xiaolu: Now! Go find that witch! Let her change me back!

Ji Meng remained motionless, staring at the hamster in his palm, his eyes gradually glowing.

Ling Xiaolu stiffened, awful, how could he forget that Ji Meng is a perverted little animal control!

Abnormal Ji Meng couldn't help but stretched out the index finger of his other hand. Even if it was just an index finger, it was quite thick in Ling Xiaolu's eyes. The black shadow of the finger was on top of Ling Xiaolu's head, and the area gradually enlarged.

Ling Xiaolu: No, no, no...

Ji Meng tentatively touched the small head covered with fine hairs, and had a whole new experience of Ling Xiaolu who had been a lifelong. It turns out that the animal's hair roots are so sensitive that they are itchy when touched on the first day. The process refers to the touch of the belly gently touching the fur, and the tail tone is re-opened and comfortable. The somatosensory levels are so rich, it's no wonder that animals like to be smoothed.

From the back of its head, Ji Meng walked along its back, carefully pushing to the base of its tail. Ling Xiaolu instinctively followed his movements, raising his neck, bending his spine, and tilting his buttocks before his fingertips reached the tail vertebra, and finally ended the whole process with a shudder.

Ling Xiaolu: Ah-so cool!

Ji Meng also discovered a new world from Ling Xiaolu's reaction, and couldn't help doing it again.

Ling Xiaolu: Ah-so cool!

Ji Meng was obsessed with this, unable to extricate himself.

Ling Xiaolu is angry: You are endless-so cool!

what the hell! Ling Xiaolu is about to stage a hamster scolding the street, isn't he on a mission? No one knows where it went!

Ling Xiaolu bulged his cheeks and warned Ji Meng with human body language: He is, is, is angry, and is angry!

Ji Meng found new pleasures. He used his index finger to poke the hamster's left cheek, squeezing all the air in his mouth to the right, and then pinched the other side.

Ling Xiaolu: Stop playing! Can you still see Chaya's shadow!

Ling Xiaolu: Enough! I am not a vent toy!

Ling Xiaolu: You are not a foolish prince, a foolish prince!

Ji Meng might finally remember the purpose of this trip. He looked up and looked around. Ling Xiaolu was relieved, but he thought of looking for an NPC.

After confirming the goal, Ji Meng opened his long legs and walked towards a nearby tree.

Ling Xiaolu:? ? Hello? Did you go wrong, friend? There is no one we are looking for!

Ji Meng actually sat on the ground under the tree, not knowing what medicine was sold in the gourd.

Ling Xiaolu: Please do business! What are you looking through in your bag? What do you put in your hands! Huh, the pink big balls? Let me smell--

Ling Xiaolu hugged the **** and took a deep breath, ah-this **** sweet!

Ji Meng's eyes were still shining, as if there were stars.

"Lubi, do you want to eat?"

Ling Xiaolu hugged the **** tightly without spreading his claws: Am I the kind of rat that can't stand the temptation?

It stuck out its tongue and licked it.

Ling Xiaolu: I am!

Ji Meng stared at the hamster who wanted to bury his head in the ball and gnawed wildly, and couldn't help feeling the furry touch again.

Ling Xiaolu: I eat, I eat, I eat—it’s so cool!

There seemed to be a switch at the tail vertebrae. As long as Ji Meng touched it, he couldn't help but push up his ass. The buttocks are also fluffy, and it looks invincible to the touch. Ji Meng can't stand the temptation. He drew a circle with his fingertips and bounced it. The elasticity was better than expected.

The bitter Ling Xiaolu suddenly stood up, his expression was cute, his body was stiff, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with pink powder.

Ling Xiaolu: Ji Meng, you touch my ass! ! !

Ji Meng didn't realize what he had just done too much. Seeing Ling Xiaolu eating happily, he suddenly stopped, and asked incomprehensibly: "Why don't you eat anymore? Don't you want to eat anymore?"

Ling Xiaolu was ashamed and annoyed, and a pair of small black beans stared at him for a long time, then plunged into the **** again and gobbled up.

Ling Xiaolu: Eat! why do not you eat! This is the fruit of my labor for betraying my body!

Ling Xiaolu ate the **** that Ji Meng had given him, and even the residue was not left, and the long-lost pleasure came again. Ling Xiaolu lay on his stomach quietly, spreading his limbs to his heart's content, turning himself into a rat cake. The tingling sensation in the blood spread from the chest to the top of the head, to the four small claws, to the tip of the tail, and then to every golden soft hair.

Entering a state of excitement, Ling Xiaolu rolled happily on Ji Meng's palm, wishing to rub his palm with every part of his body, rubbing his belly for a while, turning over and rubbing his back for a while, persisting in just three seconds after another. Flip it up and make a quick circle on the palm of your hand. Infinite energy flows in it, and Ji Meng's palm exudes infinite charm. It uses this energy to absorb that charm, desperately leaving its own scent between his fingers.

Ji Meng also looked at his heart itch, and when the hamster's four claws were upturned again, he dare to scratch its white and tender belly. The feel here is softer and more delicate, and Ji Meng understands what it means to put it down.

Ling Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then opened his belly generously, presenting an inviting state. Ji Meng hesitantly touched a few more times, and saw that the hamster not only did not resist, but even squinted his eyes with a look of obsessive intoxication. The hair on a large area of ​​the coin was rubbed in a mess.

His fingertips passed Ling Xiaolu's mouth inadvertently, Ling Xiaolu hugged it with his front paws without thinking, opened his mouth, and gnawed with its sharp teeth. Just now Ji Meng was sitting on the grass with the smell of grass on his fingertips. Ling Xiaolu gnawed intoxicatedly, thinking that he will be a hamster eating grass from then on.

The familiar aunt's smile appeared on Ji Meng's face. If it was on weekdays, Ling Xiaolu would definitely complain about him. But at this moment, maybe he has a mouse-eye filter, and he feels that this kind of Ji Meng looks more and more beautiful, and only a gentle expression is left on his usually fierce face. Chang Huanxi should really come and see, who said that Ji Meng can't be gentle?

Ling Xiaolu's blood was swollen, and he was not satisfied with this level of contact for an instant. He rolled over and followed Ji Meng's arm and jumped on his shoulder flexibly, and took a big kiss to Ji Meng's face.

Ji Meng was stunned, and Ling Xiaolu was stunned.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaolu woke up quickly and quickly made the illusion that he was looking for Ji Meng. The affinity of animals is not much different in the eyes of humans.

Ji Meng didn't realize that when he discovered that the hamster was just smelling, a trace of regret flashed deep in his heart.

"What are you looking for? Do you still want to eat?"

One ball made Ling Xiaolu out of control, so how could he dare to eat a second one.

The hamster jumped off Ji Meng's shoulder, and Ji Meng realized something very serious: He forgot to take pictures and video!

He put the hamster in his hand on the ground, and just as he gestured for a photo, he saw the little hamster stand up high, staring into the distance blankly.

"What are you looking at?"

As soon as the voice fell, the hamster that Ling Xiaolu had turned into suddenly ran wildly in the direction it had seen, and disappeared into the tall grass in the blink of an eye.

"Lubi!" Ji Meng got up and pursued without hesitation.

Ling Xiaolu heard the command sound from the wind, he was very sure at the moment, he had been here before!

It spreads its feet and ran wildly, the grass swayed above its head, the sun shone from time to time, and the breeze also magnified in its ears.

A team of well-armed guards were training in the field here. Ling Xiaolu locked the person it was looking for at a glance. The unknown guards were quietly crouching in the grass with their comrades.

The golden hamster ran into him like a headless fly.

Ling Xiaolu: It's you, it's you, it's you! I never thought I could see you again!

When the guard saw the hamster that broke out suddenly, his expression was taken aback. Seeing the commander's attention elsewhere, the guards cautiously lifted the intruder with his hands.

"Little guy, where did you come from?"

Ling Xiaolu arched in his hands excitedly and anxiously, turning around repeatedly.

Ling Xiaolu: Do you remember me? What's your name!

It had countless questions it wanted to ask him, but in the ears of the guards, it was just a long list of meaningless "squeaks".

The sound attracted the commander's attention.

"guard!"

Ling Xiaolu was immediately put back on the ground, and the guard stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Commander!"

"Why it's you again? It's dangerous to skip on the battlefield, can't you remember?"

"Sorry, Commander!"

"A hundred leapfrogs!"

"Yes! Commander!"

The guard secretly lowered his head, squeezed his eyes playfully towards Ling Xiaolu, turned around and leaped away.

Ling Xiaolu reluctantly followed him and ran for a few steps, thinking of something, and stopped, looking sadly at his distant back.