Seeing him like this, Ruan Ling was inexplicably a little hot at the root of his ears.

She coughed lightly, reminding him.

The Hades King didn't raise his head, and said, "I know you're coming, come and sit." ”

Ruan Ling nodded at Bi Shang and sat down on the two futons opposite the Hades King.

Hades lowered his head to write, and the two of them didn't dare to disturb, so they waited quietly for him.

Bishang looked at him, but her eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

It wasn't until Hades stopped writing that she exclaimed, "Hades can actually write dragon language." ”

Dragon, the world's most obscure language, contains hundreds of meanings in a single syllable. It is simply impossible for ordinary people to understand and learn.

Even the dragon clan can only speak dragon language when it is in the state of the dragon body.

Bishang in a humanoid state can only understand, but can't make dragon language.

To write the dragon language, it also requires arduous long-term training.

Ruan Ling asked her, "Is it difficult to write dragon language?" ”

Bishang said: "You see that I am a pure dragon clan, and I began to learn to write dragon language after I transformed, and I can't write it completely when I am an adult. Dragons are not mortal languages, and they can be written with a pen, which requires a lot of divine power. ”

Ruan Ling said with a smile: "The Dragon Clan is indeed the most special race in the Three Realms. ”

Bi Sheng showed a somewhat proud expression on her face and said, "Therefore, I can't let the dragon clan go to destruction. I must continue the bloodline of the dragon clan and let the dragon clan regain the glory and prosperity of a thousand years ago. ”

The Hades King handed the bamboo slip to Bishang and said, "Princess Bishang, please take a look at these." ”

Bishang took the bamboo slip, looked at the handsome handwriting, and said with a smile: "His Majesty's understanding of the dragon clan is not below me. Actually, there is no need for me to watch it. ”

Ruan Ling helped explain: "After all, you are a princess of the dragon clan, and you are born to speak dragon language, please take a look, so as not to have any omissions and mistakes." ”

Bishang smiled: "No problem, but there are so many, I have to spend some time." ”

Ruan Ling said: "It's okay, you just take your time here, whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you to eat." ”

"I want to eat the dumplings made by Sister Ruan Ling!"

"Yes," Ruan Ling looked at the Hades King, "Ashu, what do you want to eat, I happen to be free now, so I'll make it for you together." ”

Hades said, "You have a good rest, I don't eat anything." ”

Ruan Ling said: "I'm already fine. By the way, I also brought my mother's fried small yellow croaker and locust flower meat buns. After wrapping dumplings, I'll cook some more porridge, let's eat together, okay? ”

"Don't be too tired." Hades said.

"I'm not tired of cooking, have you forgotten, I like to cook." Ruan Ling went out with a smile.

Bishang watched her walk out and said with a smile: "Sister Ruan Ling is really special. I never understood how anyone could like to cook, I had never been in the kitchen. But after seeing Sister Ruan Ling's appearance in the kitchen, I seem to understand a little. ”

The Immortal ignored her jokes.

He took up a pen and reproduced another seal.

Writing dragon language is an extremely energy-consuming task.

He is quite proficient in dragon language, and the reason why he invited Bishang over is also because he doesn't want to make any mistakes. This level of seal, with one byte error, cannot be unlocked.

Seeing that he ignored him, Bishang closed his mouth with interest, picked up the pen, and looked at the bamboo slips carefully.

Little by little, time passed.

When she finished translating a dragon language, she looked up and saw that the Hades King was still writing intently.

His long, silky hair hung down on his shoulders and slowly slid down, setting off his white side face like mutton fat jade, which was so simple and handsome that it was intoxicating.

The ghost sent the gods, and Bishang reached over, trying to stroke the strand of long hair.