Others may not understand what he means, but Qiao Mei knows it clearly.

After thinking about it, it was true that she was the one who put in the most effort every time. It was okay to let Ao Cang do it once this time, so I didn’t refuse.

I just don’t know why, but in the end, Ao Cang coaxed her to open her optical brain bracelet and use a small part of what Shu Qingqing mailed to her.

She only recalled this incident when she woke up the next day and looked at the mess in the bedroom.

She wanted to get angry and scold Ao Cang, but Ao Cang had already transformed back into the form of a little black dragon, lying in front of her, sleeping soundly.

"..."

Forget it, she really owes him!

After paying off her previous snub to Ao Cang, she has to get busy with the Star Monster National Professional League, which officially starts tonight.

Yesterday she said that the model could be assembled in an hour, but when things got busy, she completely forgot about it.

I wanted to get out of bed to do it, but I was afraid of waking Ao Cang, so I could only lean on the back of the bed and turn on the optical brain bracelet to do it on the bed.

The league will last for two weeks in total, but it will only start on Saturday and Sunday afternoons every week.

It just so happened that it coincided with her vacation.

When the mecha model of [Black Crow Boy] was completed, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Qiao Mei's neck felt a little sore from sitting on the floor. She lowered her head and saw that Ao Cang was still sleeping.

This was a bit surprising to her, but remembering that she and him started to rest almost at dawn, she didn't think much about it.

After looking at the mess on the ground, he got out of bed lightly to avoid waking Ao Cang.

Little did he know that Ao Cang was now trapped in a dream that he didn't know whether it was real or fictitious.

In the dream, he seemed to have gone to the time and space where Qiao Mei had been.

His whole body is now trapped in a body that seems to be him but not quite like him.

His body shrank to the size of a thirteen or fourteen year old, and the dragon horns on his head could not be retracted for some reason.

And in his arms, he was holding a small human being.

He looked down and realized that he was holding Qiao Mei.

Or to be precise, twelve-year-old Qiao Mei.

However, it seems that due to long-term malnutrition, she does not look like a twelve-year-old girl, but she looks like she is only ninety years old.

His body was as thin as a skeleton. He even felt a little tingly in his arms.

"An'an?" The moment the voice shouted, Ao Cang realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.

The girl's body didn't move at all, and her belly was bulging. He bumped a little, and then he realized that the sound of water was coming from her belly.

It looked like he had just drowned.

Suddenly, some broken memories exploded from his mind.

In the strong wind and waves, he rescued her from the sea in the form of a black dragon and faced lightning.

But he was also hit by an inexplicable force, and the entire dragon became extremely weak.

When his memory came back to him, he looked at the girl in his arms who was breathing very weakly, and laid her flat on the rocks. Considering that the sea wind was still fierce and blew a biting cold on people, he moved to the front of the wind and took her place.

Block the wind.

Feeling that he couldn't blow her enough, he used his water-based power to get the seawater out of her belly.

When her belly was no longer as round as before, he stopped his strength, shook his dizzy head, and looked around.

She still showed no signs of waking up, but he could feel that her condition was much better than before.

So he picked her up and tried to use the power of the Water Familiar to get her a windshield.

But I don’t know why, even after a long time of mobilizing the power, I couldn’t mobilize it, so I had to give up first and use my body to keep her warm.

He looked around and found that he was on the coast. Not far away, there was a fishing village obscured by rain and fog.

If he remembered correctly, he had seen this place in Qiao Mei's memory before, and it seemed to be the place where she lived.

But...

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the red shroud dress she was wearing, remembering that she had not had a good life.

After thinking about it, he finally did not take her back to the fishing village, but to an uninhabited island opposite.

He cannot transform into a dragon form, but the water nature that a dragon can recognize is still there.

So I took Xiao Qiaomei to the place smoothly.

The island is an uninhabited island, and the jungle is very dense. Because of the rain, the rain and fog are very thick, so it is difficult to see the situation in front clearly.

Ao Cang could only take Xiao Qiaomei and go inside first. Finally, deep in the jungle, he found a hollow tree trunk that could accommodate four people.

He laid Qiao Mei flat and looked at her chapped lips that were bleeding. He planned to go out to use leaves to catch some rainwater for her to drink. However, in front of the pool, he unexpectedly discovered that his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a white mist, and he could not even breathe.

Can't see clearly.

He reached out and touched the two ice-blue dragon horns on his head, and the people in the reflection of the pool also touched them.

This convinced him that the person currently shrouded in white mist was indeed him.

But why...

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard an uncomfortable cry coming from inside the house.

"Thirsty..."

Although Xiao Qiaomei's voice was small, it sounded particularly clear in the ears of Ao Cang, who was a god.

He put away his thoughts, hurriedly entered the tree hole, carefully helped little Qiaomei up, and began to feed her the collected rainwater.

Her consciousness was not very clear, and she drank less and leaked more.

Seeing this, Ao Cang stopped feeding her water and went to drink the water from the big leaves himself, and then poured all the remaining rainwater into her in the form of a mouthful.

After she drank all the wine and her frown relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her fluttering eyelashes.

He is probably about to wake up.

And the fact was indeed as he expected, Xiao Qiaomei opened her eyes after blinking her eyelashes for a while.

From her pupils, Ao Cang could only see his figure shrouded in a white mist, as well as some confusion and fear.

She struggled to withdraw from his arms, looked at him warily and asked: "You...are you a ghost?"

As for humans, how come they can’t even be seen in their human form?

Ao Cang shook his head, looked down at his unknown appearance, and replied to her: "You should know very well who I am. You were not praying in your heart before, hoping that I would come to save you, but now you are leaving me so quickly."

Forgot?"

Little Qiaomei’s head is a little hard to turn.

After being stunned for a while, an astonishing light burst out from his black eyes, and he said in disbelief: "Are you...are you the Lord Dragon God?!"

Ao Cang nodded: "It's me. How do you feel now?"

Seeing Ao Cang agree, Xiao Qiaomei sat up straight and subconsciously looked at her own image.

Looking at it, she remembered that she was still wearing a red shroud dress worn by dead people, and her hair was wet. She must be very ugly.

So he bit his lower lip. Because of his low self-esteem, he didn't dare to look at the white mist again. He introduced himself: "Lord Dragon God, thank you for saving me. My name is Qiao Mei. This is Qiao, and this is Mei."
Chapter completed!