President, you eat me

Chapter 145 The Beginning of the Oracle

"Lao San, Lao San!" The elder hurriedly teleported from the two halls to the dragon and shouted the dragon father.

"Big Elder? What's making you so anxious? The dragon father walked up to the elder and asked.

"Lao San, didn't you do anything to the dragon?" The elder urgently asked for verification.

"...I...what can I do?" The dragon father unconsciously lowered his head and said in an insufficient tone.

"I'll ask you! Have you done anything yet?" The elder suddenly became furious, which shocked the dragon father.

"I..." Father Long can't hide it anymore, but there is no way to say what he has done. Although Father Long firmly believes that he is right, in the face of the questioning of the elder, Father Long has no confidence to answer truthfully.

"You! You! You! Hey..." The elder understood when he saw the performance of the dragon father. He sighed, frowned and shook his head sadly. This is fate! This is fate! It's late, it's late... Everything is late."

"Ead Elder, what did you say late?" The dragon father looked at the elder puzzledly. Although he had expected that the elder's opposition would definitely punish him, he did not expect the elder to react like this.

"Dragons and phoenixes, the three worlds are destroyed, the dragons turn into nine days, and nirvana builds heaven and earth. The gods return to their throne, all things wake up, and the reincarnation begins. The elder ignored the dragon father's question, but repeated the oracle repeatedly.

The father of the dragon didn't know what to ask. When he heard the elder talking about the oracle, he would panic for no reason. He repeatedly told himself that he was not wrong. He was drugged the dragon to save the dragon clan and save the three worlds, but why did the oracle in the elder's mouth make him hear a different explanation? Why is this? Long's father was a little flustered.

"Big Elder." The dragon father's heart was shaking, and he unconsciously shouted the name of the elder to seek a trace of recognition.

"Lao San, we are wrong, we are all wrong." The elder's voice was unspeakably sad.

"I'm right!" Father Long is still quibbling.

"Lao San, Lao San!" The elder shook his head blindly.

"I'm right, how can I be wrong! Elder, I'm doing it for the three worlds! The oracle is reminding us!"

"The oracle? Hahaha... Oracle..." The elder bowed his head and said no.

"Big Elder?" The Dragon Father really didn't know what to do with the elder's reaction.

"There is nothing wrong with the oracle, Lao San, we misunderstood it!"

"Big elder, I don't understand."

"Because of the oracle, we want to save the three worlds as much as possible, but...what about God?"

"God? Elder, what are you talking about? The dragon father's confusion is even stronger.

"Oh, that's all. At this point, it's irreparable. It's up to fate." The elder brushed his sleeves and left the dragon father standing still.

"My lord, what does the elder mean?" The dragon mother came forward.

"Madam, am I really wrong?" The dragon father asked confusedly.

"..." The dragon mother did not answer.

"Do you also think I'm wrong?" The dragon father understood the answer of the dragon mother.

"...For the dragon, you are wrong." The dragon mother said.

"What about the world? What about the three worlds?" The dragon's father asked reluctantly.

"I don't know." The dragon mother answered truthfully.

"I always thought I was not wrong, but looking at the reaction of the elder... I don't know what to do."

"As the elder said, it's up to fate." The dragon mother comforts the dragon father.

"Dragons and phoenixes, the three worlds are destroyed, the dragons turn into nine days, and nirvana builds heaven and earth. The gods return to their thrones, all things wake up, and the reincarnation begins. Do I really misunderstand this oracle?" The dragon father frowned and meditated hard.

The dragon mother had to accompany the dragon father silently, but she looked at the direction of the dragon dormitory from time to time, because it may detonate at any time.

"No, no, Dragon, that's not me! That's not me!" Feng cried sadly.

"Feng, it's not you, why are you crying! Feng! Feng!" Long woke up from his sleep, because the appearance of the phoenix in the dream made him heartbroken.

The dragon rubbed the tingling temples and slowly recalled the memories before going to bed.

He got married to Feng, and the wedding candle... But why does the dragon always feel that something is wrong?

"Faband, what's wrong with you?" Qian'er looked at Long wake up and kept rubbing her head. She couldn't help worrying.

Hearing a woman's voice, Long opened his eyes wide in an instant and looked in the direction of the woman.

He saw Qian'er lying on the couch with him in his untidy clothes, and the dragon jumped off the bedside in an instant.

"How can you be here!" The dragon's voice was furious.

"Husband, last night was our wedding night. Have you forgotten?" Qian'er was a little shy and whispered with some fear.

"What? How can it be!" The dragon was shocked, and at this time, some fragments of memory suddenly poured into the dragon's mind. Long covered his head in pain and recalled the memories he wanted to forget.

When he came back from the Liangyi Hall, he was drugged by his father and locked in the room with Qian'er. He pushed Qian'er away, but he saw Feng... Feng... That's not Feng! That's Qian'er... Thinking of his own forgetfulness behind him, the dragon raised his hand and slapped him, and blood flowed down the corners of the dragon's mouth.

"Father, what are you doing!" When Qian'er saw Long's self-harm, she quickly wanted to get close.

"Don't come here!" The dragon roared loudly at Qian'er. This roar unconsciously brought a little mana. As a mortal, Qian'er obviously couldn't withstand the impact of this mana, and her ears bleed and her brain swelled.

Long looked at Qian'er's appearance without a trace of pity and jade, but had a feeling of resentment. Although he knew that this was not Qian'er's fault, and even he was a little sorry for Qian'er, but in the war of reason and emotion, Long did not hesitate to choose emotions.

"No wonder, no wonder... No wonder the phoenix in the dream is so sad. No wonder he is saying that it's not him. No wonder..." Long stroked the wooden table beside him unsteadily. Thinking of betraying Feng and thinking that he had hurting the relationship between him and Feng like this, Long couldn't help but be heartbroken.

"My husband." Qian'er shouted the dragon weakly on the couch.

The dragon was reluctant to give a look on Qian'er's body. He wanted to leave here and leave this place where he felt incomparable evil. At this time, the scattered medicinal effect had already passed. For the dragon who had restored its magic power, the dragon father was willing to tie the boundary like a piece of tofu.

As soon as you raise your hand, the boundary will be broken.

"Husband!" Qian'er shouted for the dragon as hard as she could. She struggled to get up to keep the dragon, but she only saw the dragon's resolute back.

Qian'er's heart has long been fragmented, and a trace of hope has just risen in her heart was completely destroyed by the dragon. Qian'er was crying, crying, but she laughed, but this smile was more sad than crying.

Long doesn't want to see anyone at this moment, even he doesn't want to see Feng, whom he is longing for. For others, Long is disgusted and doesn't want to see it, while for Feng, Long is guilty and shameless.

Long left his house and immediately teleported to the gate. He wanted to escape. He wanted to escape immediately, but thinking of his agreement with Feng, the dragon finally stopped in front of the gate.

At this time, the dragon is like a lost child, at a loss and sad.

He cast a rain spell on himself over and over again, because the clouds gathered on his head kept raining coldly on the dragon. The rain washed the dragon's body over and over again, and then the thick sin and guilt in the dragon's heart disappeared.

The dragon stood in front of the boundary gate and cast the rain spell for a long time.

It was not until Qian'er had the strength to dress herself and understand the story of the dragon father and mother. When they came to look for the dragon together, the dragon was still being washed away by the rain condensed by the spell.

"Dragon!" The dragon mother shouted sadly at the dragon who lost its soul in the rain.

The dragon father frowned and couldn't see what the expression was.

As for Qian'er... The dragon's behavior is undoubtedly the greatest humiliation for Qian'er. Even Qian'er's last self-esteem was washed away by the rain on the dragon.

"Am I so unbearable!" Qian'er cried loudly at the dragon, so that Qian'er, who has always been shy, has such a irritable behavior. You can imagine how much the dragon has hit on Qian'er.

Long ignored Qianer and no one. His world still wanted to be separated from reality.

The dragon father, the mother and Qian'er looked at the dragon like this. All four of them were silent, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing. Qian'er cried to the ground, and even if the dragon mother went to help her, she could not stand up.

The dragon mother looked at the two young people who tortured each other and felt indescribably distressed. The dragon father has been standing quietly beside him, not knowing whether he feels guilty or not.

The four people stayed in front of the boundary gate as if time had been static, until Qian'er cried and fainted, and the dragon mother and dragon father had to take Qian'er back to the house.

There is only one dragon left in front of the gate, but the dragon has long been isolated from the world, so it is no different from the existence of the three of them.

"What's wrong with Qian'er?" The dragon mother asked worriedly.

"Excessively sad." The dragon father finally opened his mouth.

The dragon mother looked at the dragon father with accusation. The father of the dragon understood that he was blaming him for causing such a result by druging the dragon.

The dragon father was silent again.

"Why is Qian'er's face so pale?" The dragon mother is worried.

"Call the doctor to have a look."

"Good."

After a while, the servants took the doctor to Qian'er's window.

After a while of looking and asking, the doctor frowned.

"What's going on? Is it serious?" Long's mother saw the doctor's grim expression and quickly asked.

"No, it's just that the situation is strange."

"What do you mean?" The dragon father asked.

"I just took his pulse. I clearly touched the happy pulse that had been there for a week, but just now I took the pulse again, and this happy pulse has been more than three weeks."

"How could this happen?" The dragon father frowned.

"Happy pulse? Is Qian'er already pregnant? The dragon mother was surprised by why Qian'er was pregnant. If it hadn't been for the dragon's mother's ability to see whether the woman was chastity, she would have suspected that Qian'er was stealing people outside. However, before Qian'er entered the dragon's dormitory, the dragon's mother clearly saw that Qian'er was still a virgin. In this case, the child must be the dragon's, but what's the bridal chamber? Will there be a week of happiness? The dragon mother was shocked.

"There are six weeks of happiness now." The doctor frowned. Obviously, he had never encountered such a surprising thing in hundreds of years.

"6 weeks?" The dragon mother and dragon father shouted in surprise. They looked at each other and saw the unbelievable in each other's eyes.

"It's really strange!" The doctor sighed.

The dragon father looked at the dragon mother and nodded.

The dragon mother turned around and disappeared.

"My wife invited the elder, but she was going to find out." Long's father said to the doctor.

"Okay, I'll wait here for the arrival of the elder."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Don't say that, the three elders. I'm just curious."

The two did not say anything more, but looked at Qian'er with inquiry and curiosity.

What surprised them even more was that Qian'er's stomach was already a little bulging.

"It's strange! It's strange!" The doctor exclaimed in a low voice.

And the dragon father frowned more tightly.