There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 91. The ninth dragon scale (1)

The ninth dragon scale (1)

"Fan Wujiu, do you want to die?!"

The angry dragon girl made the entire barren sea feel terrified. Fan Wujiu, who was kicked and staggered on the ground several times, got up and knelt on the ground, her masked face could not see his face. His expression, but he could feel his fanaticism and humility towards the dragon girl.

"Who made you allow food to come into my Dragon Palace! If you dirty my place, see how I clean you up!" Linglong was really angry, because the little dolphin was slapped away when she came to kiss her, Jiao Yan was red with anger, but it was also more shocking and beautiful. Her newly acquired mount, Feng, had seen her anger before, so she was even more frightened, shrinking into a ball and trembling, not daring to make a sound.

Fan Wujiu couldn't speak, he just knelt on the ground and kept kowtow, Linglong looked annoying, this guy is not cute at all, if it wasn't for his loyalty and diligence, she would really eat him early in the morning. "Get out, don't come in without my calling."

She never cared where Fan Wujiu lived. Anyway, she gave him the privilege, he could come and go at will in the wild sea, but this guy somehow likes to sleep in an empty shell at the entrance of the Dragon Palace. As if she were a master who loved abusive servants. This wandering soul is the only one who can keep her memory and stay by Linglong's side to take care of her. Linglong kicked Fan Wujiu again and kicked him out of the Dragon Palace, so she looked at the woman who was standing cautiously. , "What are you, you dare to enter my Dragon Palace?"

Linglong has a fascinated pursuit of his own dragon palace and does not like any souls to enter, so for countless years, only the gold and silver jewels have been piled up into mountains. What Linglong likes is the soul that was brought to his mouth by Fan Wujiu's acquisition of a group, and he doesn't like this kind of sobriety. She likes soft apertures and doesn't like people looking. If you want to get in here, you can only turn into an edible light group.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"What kind of favors did you give that idiot to let you enter my Dragon Palace with this attitude?"

The soul quickly shook his head: "No, no, I didn't give him anything, and he didn't let me in. I was at the door when I came. The man just saw me, and I walked in by myself. He tried Get rid of me, but I don't know why."

"Nonsense." Linglong reprimanded, "This is my Dragon Palace, who would dare to cause trouble in my Dragon Palace? Even if the Daluo Immortal is here, nothing can be done in Dragon Palace." , "When there is no food for a long time to come to the barren sea, it will appear in Guixu, let alone the Dragon Palace. You should have such good fortune. Well, this time I will give you a chance to come over and let me eat it yourself."

"You, you want to eat me?!"

"Otherwise? Are you coming to Guixu for a luxurious seven-day tour?" She even said that she would not be a philanthropist!

"But I'm dead..."

"Do you think I can eat human flesh? It's not delicious!" Linglong wanted to kick her. "Did you come here or did I come?"

"If the soul is eaten, will there be nothing left?"

"Otherwise? Do you think recycling is sustainable?"

"I..."

Linglong didn't bother to talk nonsense to her anymore, she just made a ball, and then spit out with a wow: "It's unpalatable!"

Why is it so bitter! Too bad she wanted to call the police!

Come on!

It looks pure and sweet, but it doesn't match the pictures and texts. It seems to be the difference between a seller's show and a buyer's show. How do you eat this **** like this? Linglong looked annoyed, and slapped the light group flat: "Go back and deal with your own affairs. When you have your wish, come back and let me eat it. If it's still bitter, I will crush you into powder and sprinkle it. Fertilizer on the seabed!"

Disgusting, such a bitter soul is hard to digest even if she eats it. She is tired and wants to rest, but she doesn't want to go to the world immediately.

After the light group was thrown out, Linglong felt at ease. She transformed herself and rolled on the soft coral bed, occasionally admiring her beautiful scales fascinatedly. Well, she is really the first beautiful dragon in the whole barren sea.

Feng trembled and thought: But you are the only dragon in the entire barren sea.

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Hello, I would like to tell you a story.

Of course, this story is actually very boring and pale, nothing to listen to, no climax or moving plot, because strictly speaking, it is my own story. If you are willing to listen, please take care of you, and listen to my ramble.

I am dead.

But when I was alive, I had a name called Qi Pan. My mother married my stepfather for the second time. It was not a romantic and beautiful relationship, because when they both fell in love, they both had a complete relationship with each other. family. This union was not blessed by anyone. The stepfather's surname was Tang, and he had a prominent family background. They loved each other so passionately that they even eloped because of this, but both died in a car accident.

They didn't take me away.

I didn't live well in the Tang family. The Tang family didn't like me and ignored me, but I knew that I deserved it. The children of my stepfather hated me, and I also knew that. But I had nowhere else to go but here, when I was only nine years old.

Only one person is different.

My little uncle - only he is willing to let me call him like this. When such a big event happened, he came back from abroad, and I was about to be kicked out if I was not accepted by the Tang family. It was he who took me in and took me I went abroad and raised me.

He is gentle, the most gentle and upright person I have ever met. He said that the fault of adults cannot be blamed on children. He said that I am innocent. He said that I can stand upright and smile and live in the sunshine.

I like him so much.

But he didn't accept my confession. He was twenty years older than me. When I was fourteen, he was thirty-four and served as a municipal cadre. My confession to him was very mildly rejected. He told me that he raised me like a daughter, and normal people would not have wrong feelings towards children brought up by one hand like in TV dramas or comics. He said that I was young and that I would understand what he said one day.

That's when I knew he wouldn't accept me, I wasn't a naive and romantic fourteen year old girl, but I knew he was right.

Then ah, then I watched his newly married Yan Er, the husband and wife were in love, and had children. He has a pair of children. He is so happy, and I am so happy. Although I live alone, every time I see him smiling, I feel that life is very beautiful.

But the good times didn't last long. Some bad guys rushed into the school to kill indiscriminately. His children were taught to be brave and kind. They were only eleven years old, and they pulled their hands and blocked the door of the classroom when the teacher escaped.

Then his wife, a gentle and beautiful woman, couldn't bear such a blow, and passed away in a car accident in a hurry.

In an instant, he has aged a lot, and I have thought countless times how he and his wife will grow old, but I didn't think that it was him alone. I dare not approach him, I don't want to use this opportunity to make him love me, I don't want him to look down on me. I want him to know that I have been taught very well by him, that I know right and wrong, that I know respect, and that I cannot be forced. But apart from me, no one else can enter his heart. When the Tang family found me, I promised to take care of him. I took care of his daily necessities and combed his gray hair. In fact, he was still young. He was not even fifty years old, so he was not old enough.

I make a wish, if possible, let me take the pain for him, return his wife and children to him, and make him a little happier.

My heart breaks when he's not happy.

He died later, and I didn't want to live. I jumped off the high bridge and died in the icy river water.

I opened my eyes and it was at the dinner table in his house that his wife invited me to dinner, she was such a wonderful woman, she was very kind to me and would love to be able to live with them, but I Knowing that is not good, my uncle has forgotten that confession, but I know that the love for him in my heart has never faded.

He just got married.

Still young, handsome, still gentle and upright, the best man in the world.

I love him.

I'm still underage, and my uncle doesn't worry about me moving out, but I have to go. I told him in a mocking and cold tone: how will his wife and children die, what a vicious woman I am, I Will hurt them, I will be jealous, I am the hope of many years later, I am a bad person.

I lived alone and had nothing to do with the Tang family. I lived in the apartment he used to live in when I was young. There was a bridge not far away from where I once jumped.

Afterwards, I went to study abroad and became a fashion designer. I painted clothes every day, but in the dead of night, the studio in the apartment was full of his portraits. I've seen him old and sad before, and I don't want to see him like that again.

Everything was as I thought, I was attending a big costume show and saw a report about the inmates on campus. That tragedy was stopped!

Good, he can continue to be happy.

But I don't know that he will suffer from terminal illness. Isn't he, he is very happy? He didn't die after his wife and child had an accident. He shouldn't be like this. He should have a smooth and happy life!

I can't help worrying about him. He has been thinking about me all these years, but I have never seen him again, nor have I replied to his letter. I was like an unfilial child, squandering, wasting, and spoiling the love of my little uncle.

He looked so weak in his hospital bed that his wife told me there was no proper bone marrow and I thought, try mine.

It's a blessing from God, it's a perfect match.

He hadn't come out of the operating room when I left. The Tang family wanted me not to see him. To them, I was a stain.

I went back to the apartment where I lived.

I'm so sad, I want to grab it, I want to do whatever it takes, otherwise what's the point of my life again? But I didn't do that after all. I was afraid that he would hate me, despise me, and regret raising me.

He is the best person in the world, the person I most want and can't have.

Later, I called him on impulse, but he didn't say anything. Maybe he knew it was me and kept calling me Panpan. For a person who loves you, nothing is unforgivable. He misses me, he loves me that way, just not the kind of love I want.

It sounds like he doesn't know what I've given him bone marrow, which is great that he doesn't have to feel indebted and can continue to be happy. His wife should have heard what I said after my rebirth that year, and her concealment was a very correct decision.

Uncle, you are very happy, that's good.

I hung up.

You guys say.

What a coincidence, my bone marrow matches his, I feel like we're a natural couple, it's just that I didn't show up at the wrong time. But since then, he has been connected to my blood.

I was in so much pain, I stumbled to the bridge, there was a little beggar kneeling on the side, I gave him all the valuables on me, then patted his head, Tell him in a soft tone: Good boy, cover your eyes and don't look at it.

It is too painful to live. I only have two lifetimes of love for him in my heart, and there is no way to live well.

I remember him for a moment and forget him for the rest of my life.

He's the best dream I've ever had in my life. I don't want to wake up, but I'm glad he's awake and I'm the only one who doesn't wake up. How wonderful that he is so happy, so happy, that he will grow old with another person and have both children. I looked at his newly married Yan Er, who was in love with each other, had children, and was covered in frost and snow. For me, it was very good. So good, so good.

Don't laugh at me, everyone, I'm just a dead, long-winded ghost with a bitter heart and no relatives and friends, that's why I say so much.

Okay, the master of this sea is coming back, you all go quickly, don't make that lord unhappy because of me.

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The ghost doesn't know, she thought that her household registration was only her own, and that she also brought her ID card with her, and the body would be disposed of soon, and no one would be notified, but he finally found out.

And the little beggar who witnessed everything, it became his worst nightmare for the first half of his life, and it didn't get better until he met a woman named Xie Xun. He was adopted by her little uncle, but he could never forget this very gentle woman who had only met once.

The river has turned bitter.

The ghost has no obsessions, no regrets, and no wishes, but her grief turned into water vapor and stained these two men.

The gentle little uncle became unsmiling, and the little beggar became gloomy and gloomy.

But she doesn't know any of that.

Alas, even though it is just an ordinary coral plant in the Dragon Palace of Guixu, I am honored to be the bed of Lord Dragon Girl. The ghosts don't know that I have heard this, and I don't know that Dragon Girl has given us the privilege. Let us occasionally get news of her.

But as an old coral that has lived for a long, long, long time, I still want to tell it. This is the saddest story I have ever heard.

She jumped off the high bridge, and everyone's ending changed except hers.

Everyone is happy except her.