Silly, sweet, and sultry without knowing it (receiver) × wet and crazy criticism of the villain master (offender)
The little water dragon was brought before the most terrifying murderer in the world, and everyone thought he was dead.
The God of Death is cold-blooded and merciless, and kills dragons like a fool. The three worlds are frightened by the news. His biggest characteristic is his extreme hatred of dragons.
But when Xiaolong raised his clear, light blue eyes, he blinked timidly once, and then again.
Not only did the God of Death not kill him, he made an exception and said, "What's your name?"
Later, the whole world knew that the murderous Immortal Lord accepted a little dragon as his apprentice.
Xiaolong was born beautiful, almost entirely based on his aesthetics. He was well-behaved and clingy. He stood on tiptoes when he wanted to be kissed, jumped into his arms when he wanted to be hugged, cuddled when sleeping, and even kissed people softly when he was coaxing. He was so well-behaved.
Others said that killing a god would not lead to a good death, but he said that the master was the best person and he liked the master.
He began to get lost in the sounds of love.
How could there be such a cute and soft animal in the world? He is different from those dragons who do one thing in front of others and another behind their backs.
He is special.
Who wouldn't want to have one so beautiful and obedient? Who wouldn't want to hold such a soft gadget while sleeping at night.
Until the disaster comes.
The blue eyes that once looked at him with wet eyes were as cold as ice. He stabbed him three times with one sword through his heart and led him into the path of evil with his own hands.
He was so mad with hatred that he locked the man into an iron cage in the deepest part of the dungeon, saying that he would be raised like a beast and tortured in every possible way, so that he would not be able to live or die.
But day by day passes
Afraid that the cage would be too hard, they put three layers of soft mattresses on it. Afraid of the coldness of the dungeon, they quietly lit a heater. Afraid that he would be hungry, they cooked food in various ways and sent it to him. They even picked out his favorite peaches one by one.
In fact, I didn't even dare to touch a hair.
It's just that Xiaolong didn't eat or drink, didn't see or hear, he balled himself up and never paid attention to him again.
He panicked.
How can he survive without food after his cultivation has been ruined?
"Please pay attention to me." The God of Death squatted outside the cage, his voice trembling, "It's been so long, and you've even said one word to me?"
"You still like him, right? Why... Why on earth do you like him?!"
"I raised you, you can only like me, no one else can even think about it!"
Later Xiaolong died.
He was completely stunned as he hugged that cold body.
Motto: Foolish people are blessed with foolishness
