Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

When Fengchi is in a bad mood, he likes to sit on the branches of giant sycamore trees and look up at the night sky. This night he sat on the branches, looking at the bright moon, and suddenly became interested and took out Fengqin to play a song. At this moment, he heard the intermittent sound of the piano.

Fengchi: "..." What a familiar and unpleasant piano sound. He has been tortured by this sound for almost an afternoon today. Just now, the untuned sound was still lingering in his ears and disturbed him in the middle of the night. I ran out without sleeping to see the moon and wanted to change my mood, but the disturbing noise came again.

He looked down through the dense sycamore branches and leaves, and he saw that Lu Linsheng was sitting under the tree. Although they were far apart, Fengchi could clearly see Lu Linsheng and Bai Ling sitting there, playing music one by one.

As the young patriarch of the Phoenix clan, Fengchi certainly knew about the arrival of these two guests. Although he was proud and didn't like to care about others, he still had two points of pity for Bai Ling, the last orphan of the Bailong clan... He shouldn't have this. Two points are pitiful, otherwise he would not be soft-hearted and promised to teach Lu Linsheng to play Fengqin, which caused him to be deaf all afternoon.

Fengchi, the noble and proud young patriarch, has excellent musical talents. He can't stand the messy music the most. For Lu Linsheng's music talent in the normal category, he simply hates it. He patiently taught him for two hours. Released.

The ghost can listen to it like this. Fengchi thought.

"Papa! Okay, it's good, it's much better than just now, and it's better than the young patriarch's play we saw before!" Fengchi heard the white dragon under the tree say.

Fengchi: "..." What is it, are you deaf? As expected, the dragon clan is so unethical, everyone can open their eyes and talk nonsense, in order to chase the object shamelessly, they can tell any lies. Fengchi felt that he had been insulted. He hugged Fengqin angrily, and almost couldn't help but smash the sober spot that had smashed the pair of dog men and women under the tree, even slandering him like this.

"Well, the other party is a guest. Forgive them for their stupidity and don't care about them." Feng Chi took a deep breath and murmured, and then he heard Lu Linsheng under the tree begin to play the piano.

This place couldn’t stay any longer. He hugged his beloved Fengqin and went back to sleep. As a result, he didn’t sleep well all night. The noise in his dreams was all that irritating, which made him a little irritable when he got up early in the morning. When King Huang couldn't help asking her, "When will the two people leave? Let them go early." I couldn't bear the noise pollution.

King Huang looked at him in surprise, and immediately lowered his face to reprimand: "Look at what you are talking about. The visitor is a guest. Even if we want to avoid misfortune and cannot protect Bai Ling, we can't be so ruthless and unrighteous. You are so afraid of avoiding it. Looks like, did I teach you this way?!"

Feng Chi, who was scolded by his mother, almost died of grievance. He was too lazy to explain, and walked out angrily after snorting. It didn't take long to meet Lu Linsheng. He looked at each other warily, "What are you doing again? I won't teach anymore, I'm very busy."

Lu Linsheng took out the Fengqin he gave away yesterday: "I broke a string, please help me to renew it."

This kind of silk thread is flexible and made of a lone mountain fish belly thread. It cannot be broken without a few hundred jin of hand strength. He looked at Lu Linsheng suspiciously, "What did you do with this string? , Has the fishing Kunpeng gone?"

Bai Ling came over and saw the two people sitting together. Feng Chi looked disgusted and was putting new strings on Feng Qin, and briefly said how to change it. Lu Linsheng looked at the Feng Qin in his hand. His face was flat-except for Bai Ling, he treats everyone like this.

Is this, have you made friends? Bai Ling asked Lu Linsheng, Lu Linsheng smiled and said, "Of course it's not a friend." For him, there are no friends in this world. In fact, the flesh and blood of a creature like Phoenix is ​​quite attractive to him. If it weren't for Bai Ling, he might have eaten the phoenix here, and couldn't eat the phoenix king inside, but he should be able to eat this little phoenix.

In a sense, Lu Linsheng is more similar to demons, but unlike demons, he is rational and can restrain the desire to devour in his body. Now that I eat the phoenix here, Bai Ling will have trouble, and he won't eat it. Food is available everywhere, and there is no chance in the future. If there is a suitable opportunity in the future, of course he will eat these good-looking foods, even if he still holds the Fengqin from others in his hand, he won't be a little embarrassed to move his mouth.

That afternoon, King Huang called Bai Ling again and solemnly gave her a pure white armor. "This was left by a senior of the Bailong clan who married into Shenmu Mountain. Their one did not leave any offspring. This armor has been left in the clan and no one inherits it. I specially took it out for you. I hope you can Escaped this catastrophe."

Bai Ling touched the soft white armor, which was enough to be called a treasure, and it was not easy for the Phoenix King to be able to send it out. Bai Ling accepted the armor and thanked her solemnly. "If you are lucky to avoid this catastrophe, next time I will prepare a gift and visit again."

She didn't stay in Shenmu Mountain much, and soon left with Lu Linsheng.

"Now it's okay, where can we go?" Old Shell sighed. In fact, he also knew that no matter how far he went, it would be futile. The Devil Dragon was the Dragon God, and as long as he wanted to find it, he would soon find out where Bai Ling was. Even if the dragon **** has been suppressed for so many years, his strength has been greatly weakened, but there is a truth in the world that ‘a dead camel is bigger than a horse’. No matter how weak the dragon is, the little master, the little dragon, can’t handle it.

You must find someone who is strong enough to protect the little master.

"Little master, you just listen to my persuasion, first go to Youfu Mountain to apologize, and ask God Xuancang well. He might be willing to protect you, at least one life will be left." The old shell began to continue. Transmit a voice to Bai Ling, trying to persuade her.

"I know that the little master is unwilling, but it's not the time to be arrogant..." When the old Shell was bitterly persuading Bai Ling, he didn't know that God Xuan Cang was sitting on the cloud above them with cold eyes, waiting for Bai Ling to come to the door. .

If according to Xuan Cang God's idea, Bai Ling won't be struggling for long, she still has to bow her head to herself. Of course he could see Bai Ling's hesitation. She was indeed a young, ignorant and good-looking little girl, but the little girl would grow up after all, and she would become sensible after suffering. He waited for a while, but instead of waiting for Bai Ling's surrender, he waited for the Dragon God seal in the East China Sea to be completely shattered.

The magic dragon is out.

Bai Ling felt a strong heart palpitations. She was resting. She was curiously fiddling with Lu Linsheng’s Fengqin. Suddenly her expression condensed, and Fengqin fell in her hand. She was shocked by a strong dizziness. Fell to the ground.

Lu Linsheng's smile changed and he immediately supported her, feeling her whole body trembling.

"What's the matter?" He didn't feel anything. He reached out to stroke Bai Ling's forehead, only to see a pair of dragon horns growing on her head. She was still a young dragon, and the dragon horns were also small, with a little bit through the top. Pink.

Bai Ling leaned against Lu Linsheng’s chest and panted, touched her forehead, stubbornly got up, and intermittently said: "I have a feeling...the dragon god...the dragon has come out, far away, east, something is broken. Now." She was impacted by that power, and even her form was affected.

Lu Linsheng looked at the dragon's horns on her head, without turning his eyes.

Bai Ling was a little confused, scratching the place where the dragon's horns grew, and itchy, "I feel very bad now, and feel so dangerous, that magic dragon will be found so soon?"

Lu Linsheng's voice was soft: "Is his head a little itchy? May I scratch it for you?"

Bai Ling said casually: "Oh, all right."

The anxious old shell was going crazy seeing this scene, and screamed in Bai Ling's head: "What can I do! No! Let him put his hand down, don't touch it! Is that the place he can touch it? !"

Bai Ling covered her head in pain: "It's just for helping scratch the head, and he didn't ask him to scratch the back. Don't shout, it hurts my head."

The old man Shell lowered his voice and began to weep, "The magic dragon is irrational and has a ferocious character. He remembers that it is the last seal made by our Bailong clan. Now he must come to trouble the little master. At this time, the little master, you still Anxious, the weird little monster that grows up in the corner here has a puppy love, you are still so young..."

Bai Ling felt that the old man might be mad, and she started to talk without a word.

"It's useless to be anxious, calm down." Bai Ling shook his head and stood up, looking east from a distance, with a hint of worry in his eyes. She now has a serious sense of crisis. This kind of feeling like a light on her back made her finally understand why Old Shell was so scared before. Her instinct is driving her to escape, the farther the better. But she was also worried that if she hides well, the Devil Dragon will not find herself, and will go to Yixianzong, where there will be the aura she left behind.

Hearing her worry, Lao Shell didn't take it seriously: "It is unlikely that the magic dragon will go to Yixianzong. Even if he wants to get angry, it will not be Guiyixianzong, and Baihai..." He was halfway through. Realizing it was wrong, he vaguely said, "Anyway, Master, you still worry about yourself first."

"I know there is a place, maybe I can go." Lu Linsheng said suddenly.

Bai Ling looked at him.

Lu Linsheng: "Demon Stream."

Monster Stream is different from the human world. It belongs to another world. The auras on both sides are isolated. If you want to escape the magic dragon temporarily, Monster Stream may be the most suitable place. It is the place that Lu Linsheng is most familiar with. The only problem is that the entrance of the monster stream is in the East China Sea, and the magic dragon is also in the East China Sea now.

"Demon Jian, is what you told me before, where you used to stay?" Bai Ling thought for a while and made up his mind: "Okay, let's go to Demon Jian."

Old Shell: "No, he must have a ghost, deliberately trying to trick the little master into sending you to the East China Sea! You can go anywhere, but you can't go to the East Sea, little master, don't be fooled by beauty! This beauty is not so beautiful! "

Bai Ling knocked on the shell without answering him. She could understand the old man's feelings that he didn't want her to go to the East China Sea. The Dragon Race had a natural fear of the Devil Dragon. This was even more true of the Lao Shell, a race that attached to the Dragon Race. He was timid and might be scared of his courage. But other than that, she has nowhere to go.

"We're going to hurry up." Lu Linsheng looked at the distant sky, and now he could feel something faintly. A red glow appeared from the sky, beautiful and charming.

"You don't like high places. Would you feel better if you couldn't see it?" Lu Linsheng asked.

Bai Ling: "...If you don't know that you are at high altitude."

Lu Linsheng: "Okay, then I will wrap you around, and we will fly to the height of ordinary treetops, and you can't see it, is this okay?"

This high white silk is still acceptable, but... "What do you mean by wrapping me?"

It means becoming a prototype and wrapping her in those black silk threads. Bai Ling was curious about what Lu Linsheng said and directly agreed. Lying in the darkness, she felt like a cat trapped in wool.

Behind Lu Linsheng's prototype is a pair of huge black wings that look like crows, but he rarely uses them. At this moment, he felt Bai Ling staying in his body, the whole body seemed to be filled, he miraculously felt completely full, and he no longer felt the ubiquitous hunger and appetite.

The black wings suddenly opened, leading him to the sky, fast like lightning. It was different from the treetop height he mentioned before, he was directly up to the sky, and he could touch the moist clouds around him.

But Bai Ling didn't know. She was lying in Lu Linsheng's body and found it magical, because he was completely made of black silk thread, and there were no internal organs, so it looked like an empty black box. After a jolt, she felt that Lu Linsheng was flying up, a little dizzy, but not very serious, probably like the feeling of sleeping on a sleeper on a train before.

"Uuuuu, I said that Lu Linsheng was uneasy and kind, and tricked the little master into his own mouth. Isn't he just trying to eat the little master? Little master, why are you so stupid, you still jump in with your mouth open, this It's really dying, why is my little master so fateful!" The old shell cried bitterly.

Bai Ling: "What are you afraid of? I believe that Lu Linsheng will not eat me. Even if he wants to eat, he will die anyway. It's better to let him eat. I know him well and don’t know the dragon, you say yes. That’s not the truth."

Old Shell: "..."

Bai Ling: "Old man, don't cry and cut, pearls are rolling everywhere, there are people under me, and my back hurts."

She pushed aside the pearl that was rolling under her body, and started to curiously scratch the black threads. These silk threads are very soft. Although they were terrifying and cruel when they preyed on demons, they were soft and weak when they were wrapped around her. Bai Ling was still a little excited, rubbing it around, but she felt a thread.

Thread? Bai Ling lay down and began to wind the thread around her finger, and she found that the light was sparse in front of her.

Bai Ling: Oops! I broke Lu Linsheng's back!

She remembered that when she was a child, she was bored to button the thread of the sweater, and when she came out of a ball of yarn, only half of the good sweater on her body was left and turned into a small vest.

Bai Ling let go of the thread and didn't dare to buckle it again.

"Lu Linsheng, are you okay?"

Lu Linsheng’s voice is a little different from that of the other person, a muffled voice, but he seems to be smiling, "It’s okay, I just don’t know why the body seems to be leaking."

With a guilty conscience, Bai Ling covered the place she pulled out with her hand, and suddenly forgot about her being in the air.

She was in her body, why Lu Linsheng didn't know what she had done, if he was now in human form, he might have laughed down.

The author has something to say: One day Bai Ling was very boring. He turned the demon-shaped Lu Linsheng group into a large ball of black wool and woven a black scarf (what kind of sand sculpture theater