Foreword: Dragon, the totem of China. The descendants of Yan and Huang are all said to be the descendants of the dragon. ・・・・・・ he slowly woke up from his sleep, "Where is this, and who am I?" He had forgotten about himself, but somehow had the memory of another person.

In this world he saw dragons only in legends. But it is the existence that once destroyed almost the entire continent.

"Hey, I'm calling you!" a graceful beauty with long hair and waist-length skin, like white jade, raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily. A young man turned his head slowly, although there was some helplessness in his eyes, but he didn't put a smile on his face, just glanced at it, then stepped forward and disappeared from her sight・・・・・・ "Wu Di, it's me, don't you remember?" Tears poured out of my eyes as if they were uncontrollable. Instantly turned her into a tearful person.

"The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it!!!, they will !!! to death!! Wu Di roared out to the last word.

On the top of the mountain high into the sky, a tall and thin young man stood with his back to the common people, and after a long time, there was a sad flute like a cuckoo crying blood, and he rushed into the nine heavens. In an instant, sadness turned to joy, like a fairy flying into the world・・・・・・

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Every year, a few days before the May Day holiday, students in school will count the time and live their lives every second. It has become the norm in xx schools. But this year, it was impossible, because I don't know what the principal suddenly said that he wanted to cancel the holiday, and he also talked about a lot of reasons why students would rather give up the vacation than relax their studies at a critical moment. As a result, the students have no enthusiasm in class these days, but the campus is very lively, there are small notes everywhere, and even spray paint on the wall, "xx school is too hateful, ask for fake fake fake ・・・・・・" is really quite a special period of flavor in it.

Not only on campus, but even in the classrooms, all the classes in the first and second years of high school yesterday accepted the handwritten reactionary letter sent by the senior brother and sister. The content of the letter is roughly to gather everyone's strength to oppose the rule of the school, and demand democracy, freedom, and so on. In fact, to put it bluntly, he just wants a holiday, and he thinks like some kind of patriot.

Jiasheng shouted at the top of his voice, "Come on! There's something good in the foyer." Wei Qiang, Doudou, Zhou Xin and others rushed out in a swarm, and it just so happened that their classroom was on the first floor, and they could reach the foyer in a minute. Soon they were all grinning back to the classroom, still bragging about what they had seen and heard in the crowd. A half-opened teenager pulled Doudou who walked past him and said impatiently: "What's the matter, don't let people sleep early in the morning, are you committing collective suicide!" Doudou hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "No, Brother Wu." Did someone write a poem in the foyer, or did it write it in blood. This sentence aroused the curiosity of the young man, so he asked, "What was written, causing such a big commotion?" Doudou thought for a moment and said, "What is it, rubbing and staring at the blackboard during the day, and the night fugue." It's not that students don't seek advancement, the time is too short and too boring, what really wants to have a week and eight really belong to you, me and him. What he said made the young man speechless for a while, ten words and eight things in one sentence. He immediately said apologetically, "I don't remember exactly, you ask Jiasheng, he memorized it directly." The boy just wanted to pull Jiasheng to ask, but suddenly the class bell rang unexpectedly. A middle-aged man strode forward with the bell, his round belly propped up like a freshly filled basketball, and his hair fluttered with the pace of a penguin, making the class want to laugh no matter how many times they watched it. But they all held back their laughter when they thought of the lesson last time (last time, the teacher beat his students the excuse that he couldn't memorize the knowledge points). It is said that the bun on the butt is bulging like a steamed bun. I didn't dare to sit on the bench for several days. ）。 His face was flushed. The teacher's demeanor did not change and walked to the podium with penguin steps, which was more appropriate than walking. He didn't care about the students' reactions, and immediately began to talk about the lecture endlessly.

But not long after class, there was a knock at the door, and the students turned their eyes to the door without saying anything, and found a tall emaciated figure standing there, Doudou said in a low voice: "What are the head teachers doing, Wei Qiang, did you bring your mobile phone and was discovered? Or was the beer you brought turned out by the teacher?"

There was a constant cacophony of chatter in the classroom. The emaciated middle-aged man coughed softly a few times to signal the class to be quiet, and then said with a smile: "The new notice from the school, this class is on vacation, don't be too excited." Okay, move on to the lesson. After saying that, he turned around and left, and when he left, he didn't forget to glance at the teacher who was standing stupidly in front of the classroom and didn't know what to say. There is a kind of implication that I just pass on the news and handle the rest by yourself. After the thin head teacher left. There was a boiling in the class, and the students screamed loudly, and some excitedly threw their books directly into the sky. The teacher slapped the table hard at them. "Bang", like a hammer hitting the ground. The classroom fell silent. A few timid girls even shivered in fright. A crying expression. The teacher watched the class quiet down, put away his anger and continued to lecture. It's like nothing happened.

Just as the teacher was lecturing with great interest, Wu Di suddenly felt a little stuffy in his heart and his head was buzzing. It seemed as if a voice was repeating in his ear, as if from time immemorial, "Child, you should come back, come back." His eyes widened, and suddenly a purple light flashed in his eyes and disappeared without a trace. He wanted to scream, but then he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not make a sound, his face was flushed, and sweat rolled down his forehead like a rushing river, and it threatened to merge into a river. Xiao Xiao noticed his abnormality, and asked softly in his ear with some concern, "Wu Di, what's wrong with you?" Wu Di, who was suffering, didn't speak or speak, and waved his hand at her, signaling that it didn't matter. Xiao Xiao took out a tissue from the hole in the table and wiped his sweat, and kept looking at him with nervous eyes. In this way, after ten minutes, Wu Di's chest tightness began to ease, and the sound in his ears gradually disappeared. After a few more minutes he returned to normal. He raised his head and found that Xiao Xiao was looking at him with a worried expression. He smiled at Xiao Xiao and grabbed her hand. Xiao Xiao saw that his face had recovered, and asked again, "What happened to you just now?" scared me to death. Wu Di frowned and said, "I don't know either," Xiao Xiaoen sighed, deep in thought. Wu Di looked at her appearance, raised his hand and gently scraped her nose. Smiled: "I'm fine, don't worry." She thought for a while and said, "I'll go to the hospital with you tomorrow," Wu Dien sighed. Both fell silent.

The "bell bell" bell broke their contemplation, and several students picked up their schoolbags and ran out of the classroom before the teacher could say that class was over. The others rushed out when they saw someone taking the lead.

Wu Di came home and was groggy all the time, Xiao Xiao called several times, but he prevaricated. It wasn't until the evening that he felt that something was wrong with his body, and at about ten o'clock in the evening, Wu Di's whole body was itchy and unbearable, and his body began to grow scales. He was so frightened that he opened the door and rushed out of the yard to the hill behind his house, he didn't want to frighten his parents with this look. But he didn't notice that after he walked out of the courtyard, a figure had been quietly following him. He chose the most hidden place in the back mountain, sat on the ground, and suddenly his chest was tight, and there was a tearing pain in his body, and he wanted to faint several times, but he endured it. He felt his body slowly being elongated, and his palms became like the claws of a beast, and the roar of a beast was like the roar of a beast. He scratched blood streaks on his body with his claws, staining the white shirt he was wearing. There was also a bloody stain on the ground. The sky began to turn eerie, and a black vortex appeared out of thin air. There are also some mysterious golden runes next to the whirlpool, giving people a sense of vicissitudes from ancient times, and a powerful suction force is coming, which is the mobile phone ringtone ringing in his pocket, "Die for the exam or something, I want to go home・・・・・・" Wu Di's head exploded at this time, and he couldn't hear anything, but he touched the answer button by mistake. At that moment, he was also sucked into the black vortex. When everything was calm, a figure stepped out from behind a large tree, and then in the faint moonlight, you could see that it was an old face, and the rickety figure seemed to be weak. He looked at the vanished Wu Enemy, sighed lightly, and disappeared in place with a strange sigh.

It was still a forest, a ten-year-old child woke up slowly under a big tree, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, he subconsciously raised his arm and found that something seemed to be wrong, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly two words popped out of his mouth "scales" He raised his hand again, and found that there were no scales on his body, he hit his head hard, and muttered in his mouth: "Who am I? "Ah!!!!h There were only some scattered memory fragments left in his mind, but he could clearly remember that he had turned into a monster and was sucked into a large whirlpool, he could be sure that he was not from here, and he should be eighteen years old, but this body suddenly appeared in his head ・・・・・・ a strange thought, "Could it be that I have crossed over, but who am I, and who is this body?" There was a tingling pain in his brain, his consciousness was blurred, and his mouth trembled uncontrollably: "I was reborn" Then he fainted. There were many images in his consciousness, but he felt so unfamiliar, but there was a ・・・・・・