Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The dragon slowly lowered its flying height.

He hovered slowly above the ruins, the air currents brought up by the huge wings lifted up charred ashes, and the intersecting of the hazy sky and the dark ground was like a chaotic and dead cemetery.

Chaos in the dragon's head.

He fled hastily from the scorched ground behind him, and flew into the air in a hurry.

The sound of the wind whizzed past his ears.

The blue of the sky, the pale white of the clouds, the scorched black of the ground, and the deep blue of the ocean.

All the colors are merged and mixed together, the boundaries of everything are no longer clear, but become countless brightly-contrasted color blocks and spots, which flashed in front of his eyes, as if water had passed without a trace. I slipped away in my mind, but nothing remained.

When the drooping curtain appeared in front of him, the dragon suddenly realized that he had already returned to the cave unknowingly—he didn’t even remember how he came back, as if it was just some kind of The subconscious choice, instinctively longing to see the other person's face and hear the other person's voice, only in this way can bring him enough sense of security.

He stopped abruptly.

The cave is quiet and scary, and almost only the sound of the wind flowing from the rock walls can be heard.

But what happens after seeing it?

The dragon soul stood in place without guard.

What is he going to say?

——The scorched earth that was razed to the ground by the flame flashed in front of my eyes again, and the scent of the dragon lingering above could not dissipate for a long time.

He never cared about destroying one or two countries, the fiery dragon's breath could burn tens of thousands to death in an instant.

To him, all human beings are short-lived, stupid, greedy, and self-reliant creatures.

In his tens of thousands of years, the short decades of human life was like a flick of a finger to him-it was just a short sleep, and humans would change for generations. When he woke up, the sea Turned into mulberry fields, flesh and blood turned into dead bones.

Human life is like dust, and he has never given any extra care to this race.

But the only thing he really cares about is a human being.

A human being who cares about his country, homeland, relatives, and subjects.

Panic and fear swallowed his reason, leaving only a distorted and gloomy chaos in his mind.

This was the first time he felt fear and cowardice since he was conscious.

The dragon stood in the darkness for a long time, like a silent stone sculpture, or a shadow deeply burned on the rock wall.

He lowered his eyes blankly, as if he didn't dare to look in the direction of the other party-although there was a curtain between them, the terrible feeling of guilt was like a shadow, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

Sudden.

The ruby ​​dropped on the ground caught his eye.

The dragon frowned slightly.

He recognizes all his treasures.

And the one in front of him does not belong to him.

The dragon walked a few steps forward, bent over to pick up the ruby-but when his fingertips touched the surface of the gem, a little bit of remnants flashed in front of his eyes-it was magic casting The remaining traces.

Although it was only a moment, he still heard the rough voice and saw the scene covered in fire.

The dragon was stunned.

An unprecedented panic swept across like a wave in an instant, and an uncontrollable tremor spread from his heart to his fingertips.

At that moment, everything seemed obvious.

Why is the other party out of control.

as well as……

The blond boy sat blankly beside the golden red gem, staring at him out of focus with blue eyes like the sky. A teardrop was condensed in the bottom of his eyes, and it suddenly fell in the blink of an eye and hit it down.

Patter.

As if shattering the heart little by little, the intense pain slowly spread from the chest cavity.

He raised his head and pressed his chest firmly, but he couldn't stop the pain that made him breathless, the panic.

At this time, the dragon suddenly appeared.

It turned out that he was the culprit who made the other party cry.

He stepped away slowly, and walked towards the hanging curtain step by step.

The distance is shortening little by little, as if the trial is approaching.

The dragon stretched out his hand and opened the curtain made of silk and satin, revealing the tired face of the young man sleeping soundly.

His body was slightly curled up, scattered blond hair fell on the snow-white cheeks, his eyes were closed tightly, his pale golden eyelashes hung down, and a half-moon-shaped arc shadow was imprinted.

The slender back undulates regularly with the rhythm of breathing.

In the small mouth at the top of the cave, the distant and shallow sunlight sheds down on him, quietly spreading over him, as if time never goes by, everything can't be changed, the quietness and beauty.

The dragon leaned down.

He used his fingertips to lift the boy's scattered forehead and slid down the curve of the opposite side's cheeks.

The thin snort spit on his fingertips, like some kind of fluffy little animal, causing his breathing to stop briefly for a second.

In his sleep, Ge Xiu suddenly felt the temperature around him suddenly rise.

The heavy shadow was suppressed, completely confining him in a small, hot space.

He was a little out of breath.

Ge Xiu struggled to open his eyes and looked dimly in the direction where the pressure was coming from.

The deep-profile face of the dragon magnified in front of his eyes.

The other party did not know when he turned on the bed, with his palms resting on his ears, trapping Ge Xiu in the gap between his chest and arms. The hot temperature on his body spread rapidly from where the two of them were touching, the temperature of the air. It seemed that they all rose up instantly, the curtain was half hanging down, forming a semi-enclosed space with the bed surface, and the ambiguous and hot air flow completely wrapped them up, and Ge Xiu froze in an instant.

He was a little confused about what was going on.

For a while, he even wondered if he was still asleep.

The man's eyes were drooping, and the golden-red vertical pupils were shining slightly in the dark, like a flame burning in the night, staring at him tightly for a moment.

Ge Xiu cleared his throat and calmed himself:

"you……"

--Is there a problem?

However, as soon as he uttered a word, he felt that his hand was firmly caught by the opponent's fingers.

Ge Xiu was startled, and the following words were swallowed back into his throat subconsciously.

In the next second, his palm was pulled up, and then pressed on the opponent's chest-the skin under the palm was hot, making Ge Xiu shiver, and subconsciously retracted his hand, but the opponent's palm increased a bit. With strength, he pressed Ge Xiu's hand tightly to his heart.

Ge Xiu stared at each other blankly.

The soft and firm skin under the palm is tight and hot, and the palm can clearly feel the rhythmic heartbeat of the other party.

The dragon slowly lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against the opponent's forehead.

The eyes droop, as if the golden red eyes of flowing gold and lava are hidden.

His voice was low and slow, with a slight hoarseness: "...I know the bargain that the wizard offered you."

Ge Xiu was stunned for a second, and he didn't even react for a while.

"I know what he wants." The dragon said, "They are all the same."

An ominous premonition flashed across Ge Xiu's heart.

However, before he had time to do anything, the scarlet lines on the naked upper body of the man began to slowly radiate a light golden light, and the fire-like temperature escaped from the complicated totem——

Ge Xiu felt that his palm was slowly surrounded by something soft, as if swallowed into a swamp.

He looked down subconsciously, and found that his hand had sunk deeply into the opponent's left chest for some time. On the small piece of skin that was in contact, he could see the dark scaly afterimage, as if he had been pried abruptly and exposed. It was warm, soft and fleshy, with a dim red glow.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ge Xiu's back.

This scene was so weird that he lost the function of speech in an instant.

At this moment, there was something burning in the palm of his hand.

It was hot, soft, and trembling regularly, pulsing vigorously against his palm.

Even if he didn't know anything about magic, he could feel the powerful energy radiated from it.

"This is my heart."

The dragon said sincerely: "I give it to you."