Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The dragon's wound is located right on the most vulnerable chest, under the unhealed scales, where all the power of the dragon is concentrated.

His current state is very easy to give the bad intentions a chance, and the black robe wizard is obviously here for the heart of the dragon.

In addition, Ge Xiu had a very clear understanding of the stupidity of the dragon, so he issued a ban, forbidding the dragon to leave the island during this time.

Long Island is very large and has abundant resources.

During this time, for the dragon, it was simply heaven.

Although he has lived for tens of thousands of years, he has never felt so happy.

Since the injury, the dragon finally has an excuse to stick to the opponent.

And Ge Xiu was helpless because of the wound on his body, but he still reluctantly allowed him to follow his side every step of the way, sticking to himself like an annoying dogskin plaster.

In addition, Ge Xiu also took over the work of administering medicine and changing gauze for him.

Such intimate personal contact is not something you can have every day. The other party’s cool fingers slid across the hot skin, and the light scent on the body instantly envelops the senses, as well as the almost embracing gesture when wrapping the bandage—for the dragon, This is simply a sweet torture.

He even began to hope that it would be great if he could maintain the injured state forever.

Soon, Ge Xiu caught him when the dragon secretly tore off his growing scales for the second time.

The dragon shook his hand: "..."

Ruined.

What followed was a brutal beating without any suspense.

Ge Xiu avoided the opponent's wounds and deliberately selected the most painful position without causing too much damage, and the dragon was reluctant to resist with scales, so he could only directly bear the opponent's anger with his body.

In the end, the dragon grinned and promised again and again, vowing that he would never do such a stupid thing again, and barely calmed Ge Xiu's anger.

But... can see the opponent's blue and kind eyes at close range, feel the temperature of the opponent's body, and touch the opponent's soft limbs.

The whole experience is simply painful and happy.

…He even hopes to do it again.

Since nothing was done, the dragon began to think of other crooked ideas.

That night.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows and stared at the giant dragon that followed behind him and got into the curtain. There was a dangerous cold light flashing in the deep blue eyes, and he asked:

"What do you want to do?"

The dragon sits in great danger: "Sleep."

"Go back to your bed." Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

The dragon slyly rubbed forward: "I don't have a bed."

"Where is the pile of gold outside?" Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Don't you like sleeping inside?"

The dragon nodded: "That was when I maintained the form of a dragon, but I am now in a human form, and the gold underneath is too hard."

Ge Xiu had no expression on his face, and was not ready to compromise: "Then you will change back to the shape of a dragon."

The dragon squeezed forward and said pitifully:

"But if I change back, the bandage you just changed for me today will be broken."

Ge Xiu: "..."

What do you mean by taking an inch?

He closed his eyes vigorously, raised his hand and squeezed his eyebrows, trying to calm the faint anger in his heart.

The dragon sneaked forward again, trying to occupy the other half of the bed.

Ge Xiu's brow twitched: "Go down."

The dragon hugged the quilt: "I don't."

Ge Xiu sneered: "Don't worry, I'll change it for you tomorrow."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and kicked the dragon off the bed.

The drapery shook, and only heard a loud "boom", and his heavy body fell to the ground.

There was a muffled snort in the man's throat.

The giant dragon hugged the quilt in his arms, lay on his back on the icy ground, staring at the top of the dark cavern above his head, and sighed in frustration.

However, he quickly cheered up.

-At least next year you can enjoy the treatment of changing the bandage again.

The dragon slowly straightened up, but unexpectedly caught the wound and let out a soft "hiss" sound.

In the next second, a velvet pillow was thrown out of the curtain and hit his head exactly.

The dragon was taken aback, caught the pillow, and turned his head to look at the bed.

Inside the drapery, there was a cold voice from the other party:

"Get out of here."

As if being hit by a sudden surprise, the dragon was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly relieved from the great joy, quickly dragged the quilt with his left hand and picked up the pillow with his right hand, using the fastest Speed, hands and feet and climbed onto the bed.

Ge Xiu looked gloomy, moved to the side, and gave him half of the bed:

"Just this time, not as an example, understand?"

The dragon was stunned by the unexpected surprise and nodded vigorously.

Ge Xiu sighed and turned over to lie down.

The dragon stared at the opponent's back to his own figure, and the corners of his mouth were quietly cocked, and he couldn't suppress it anyhow-although it took some time and suffered a bit, he also slowly began to understand the opponent's temper.

In short, hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

—It's so cute.

The dragon heard the heart in his chest lose its rhythm uncontrollably, crashing around in the chest like an out of control animal. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the strong emotion he felt in his chest, but it was like it was The rushing flood was completely irresistible, scouring through the body over and over again.

He quietly raised his hand and pressed his bandage-wrapped left chest.

Although that day, the other party did not take his heart.

But the dragon knows very well-his heart is no longer his own.

And his joys, anger, sorrow, and emotional ups and downs are all controlled by the other party, and there is no possibility of breaking away.

And he willingly bowed his head to slavery.

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As time passed, the black-robed wizard felt uneasy.

He looked up at the sky outside the window.

The sky outside the window was dark, thick rain clouds piled up in the low altitude, cold wind blowing from a distance, the clouds rolled, revealing the thin lightning hidden deep in it.

Since the conversation with the princess that day, he has not heard the slightest sound of wind again, Long Island is calm, there is no waves, and the dragon has not appeared for three months, as if they disappeared from this world at the same time. Again, this made the black-robed wizard feel upset.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be too many flaws in your plan.

Once the princess accepts that the dragon has burned her country and killed her relatives, the curse of love will naturally be released. After the other party is free from the fascination with the monster, she will seek Cooperation becomes no suspense, and with the cooperation of the princess, the heart of the dragon and the most powerful force in the entire world are at your fingertips.

But... why didn't the other party contact him for so long?

The black-robed wizard couldn't help thinking wildly.

Could it be that the dragon discovered the other party's attempt, or the princess didn't care about the killing of her own people and relatives? But if that's the case, she will definitely tell the evil dragon what she has seen and heard, and the other party will naturally be irritated and never try to find him to settle accounts. The black robe wizard has already made this plan, and already has it. Countermeasures.

However, the problem is that nothing happened.

The direction of Long Dao is almost quiet and suspicious-neither of these situations seems to be true.

It's really weird.

The black robe mage is sitting on pins and needles.

Suddenly, at this moment, the scarlet gems on his slender fingers flashed suddenly.

Finally there is a response!

The black-robed mage suddenly cheered up, and he turned his ring around.

The beautiful face of the princess appeared before his eyes.

After not seeing her for such a long time, her hair that had been cut short has grown a little longer, and her half-length blond hair hangs on her shoulders like the bright sun, making her look a little more beautiful and dazzling than when we met last time. The beauty of the black robe wizard couldn't help but dazzle.

His voice was hoarse and smooth: "Without hearing from you for so long, I thought you had forgotten me."

The princess didn't seem to have the patience to talk nonsense with him, but asked straight into the subject:

"How do I know you can kill it?"

"Dragon?" The black robe wizard laughed twice: "Don't worry about this, just leave it to me."

The princess was silent for a few seconds, and then asked:

"What do you need me to do?"

The black-robed wizard was completely excited at this moment, and with the help of the princess, it was easy to take down the evil dragon.

He said: "The last time I let the dragon fall into a deep sleep and land on the island, the other party will definitely take precautions against the surrounding waters. That method will no longer work, so I hope you can take the dragon Attracted to a mountain range on the mainland-it is obviously fascinated by your charm, you only need to say that you want the rose growing in that mountain to be enough, I believe it must be in order to please you Will come to pick it defenselessly."

After the brief communication was over, the light red mirror in Ge Xiu's hand shrank again into a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg.

He weighed the weight of the gems in his hand twice at random, then turned to look at the dragon on the side, and raised his eyebrows lazily:

"how?"

The dragon furrowed his brows, his face was serious in contemplation for a few seconds, and then replied: "He was right."

Ge Xiu was taken aback: "Huh?"

The dragon said: "If it is to please you, I would be willing to pick roses..."

Ge Xiu: "..."

He hated iron for not making steel and kicked the opponent: "Is this what I asked?"

Ge Xiu decided not to expect anything from the dragon's IQ anymore.

He looked down at the skirt on his body and frowned in disgust: "...Aren't you good to let the elves make clothes and pants?"

If it weren't for this skirt to defend against all magical attacks, Ge Xiu really didn't want to put it on himself.

…cough.

The dragon knew it was wrong, and looked away with a guilty conscience.

He secretly glanced at the young man in a gorgeous dress in front of him, and then whispered: "--but you look really good in what you wear."

And it's shiny.

It is simply the best-looking clothes type in the world.

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was flat without ups and downs:

"what?"

The dragon shook his whole body and hurriedly clarified: "It's nothing."

Ge Xiu raised his eyes blankly and glanced at him, and finally decided not to continue entangled in these details.

He lowered his head and glanced at the dress he was wearing again, and then sighed tiredly.

Forget it, it's not the first time to wear a skirt anyway.

—And I'm used to dressing.

He turned to look at the dragon: "How is your wound?"

The dragon touched his left chest intact, sighed in frustration, and replied:

"...It's all set."

Ge Xiu ignored the visibly depressed mood of the other party:

"Then don't waste time, hurry and change back to look like a dragon."

The totem pattern on the upper body of the dragon gleamed lightly. In the next second, the tall man disappeared, and the dragon with dark scales appeared on the ground. Its wings spread out to cover the world, a pair of golden red. The vertical pupils of her flashed with fiery light like burning flames. It was a kind of purely alien cruel and indifferent, capable of raising violent winds, spitting out flames, and unscrupulously declaring one's absolute power.

Facing the tiny human being in front of him, it slowly lowered its body, slowly lowering its head in a surrender posture.

Religious and docile.