That night, under the management of Mo Li'an, the future "Five Heroes on the Cloud" had a chaotic life, but in another sense, they were also happy, re-experiencing a youth that had been lost for hundreds of years.

— at least, for a few of the seniors.

What happened later, Jing Yuan didn't really want to recall.

The reason why Jing Yuan is mentioned here is because at the end of the banquet, he is the only one who is not drunk.

There are six people, five drunks, and Jing Yuan is not one of them.

At that time, everyone was addicted to alcohol, and they were still not happy after the meal, so they changed the venue and went to the scale abyss realm to drink the second round, Bai Heng suddenly wanted to play truth or dare, and used Danfeng's Chongyuan Pearl (Dragon Ball) as a hydrangea to beat the drum and pass the flowers, and whoever passed it to would accept the punishment game.

Jing Yuan: "Wait a minute, this is a bit dangerous......"

Jasmine: "Okay, okay, that's what I like to play the most!" I'm going to beat the drums! Ah, is it okay to hit the dragon statue with your tail? I've always wanted to give it a try. ”

- Then, Jing Yuan witnessed hell without love.

He swore that he had never seen such a fierce baseball battle even at the famous Koshien scene in Edoshi.

Just looking at the momentum of the others throwing the heavy abyss beads, he almost thought that there was some deep hatred between them, and he wanted to blow each other's heads on the spot.

In a nutshell –

Jingliu: "Drink!! ”

Ying Xing: "Hey!! ”

Danfeng: "......!!! (Concerned image didn't shout, but his strength was not weaker than the other two)

Jing Yuan: "...... Danfeng, this is your home!! ”

In the face of these three drunken maniacs (not so much that they are drunk, but that they are so natural, seize the opportunity to pretend to be crazy with wine), Jing Yuan persuaded and persuaded him, and he didn't dare to stop him, you must know that none of these big brothers and sisters are good at stubble, and everyone is slashing and slashing, which is very scary.

Fortunately, Danfeng still had the last trace of reason, and in the face of Jing Yuan's earnest eyes, he finally gave up throwing Chongyuanzhu at Ying Xing and took the initiative to take on the punishment game proposed by Mo Li'an.

Jasmine: "I'll tell you, I want to see the Ming Clan Dance!" To tell you the truth, I bought a stolen video at the small commodity market, and I have watched it many times, and I really want to see the scene with my own eyes! ”

Bai Heng: "Okay, I want to see it too, I want to watch it too!" Drink the moon, you just dance one! ”

Danfeng: "......"

If he's not mistaken, it seems like it's his birthday today, so why did he come to perform on the show?

And what is piracy?

But he didn't put these thoughts into his mouth, but replied without moving:

“…… Good. ”

If you want to ask why, it's probably because Morian's eyes are so bright.

……

This is the first time.

For the first time since I can remember, Drinking Moon Jun is not for sacrifice, not for inheritance, not for fulfilling his obligation to uphold his honor-

Just for the request of a foreign girl, in return for her warm gaze, dancing in the cold night.

No one plays, no one sings, no bustling clansmen, only the sound of the wind and the sound of the waves.

The Ming Ritual Dance has been passed down from generation to generation, and every gesture and every rotation is engraved in the depths of his blood, no matter how many times it is repeated, there will be no deviation.

However, when his arms crossed the same trajectory and his feet took the same steps, the familiar scenery in front of him and the oncoming sea breeze seemed to be somewhat different.

“……”

When Dan Feng turned to face the coast, he saw Jing Yuan smiling and raising a glass to him, Bai Heng humming a fox song to beat him, and Jingliu played the sword and sang with Bai Heng's freewheeling rhythm, Ying Xing...... Ying Xing didn't look at him, Ying Xing was staring at his eighty-one revision plan, and his expression was so heavy that he seemed to say goodbye to the world.

He also saw Morien leaning at the foot of the dragon statue, her sea-blue eyes staring at him without blinking, and he could almost see her whirling figure in it.

She looked at him.

As if everything in heaven and earth had disappeared and only the two of them were left in the world, she looked at him quietly and without distraction.

If Dan Feng could see through Mo Li'an's thoughts, he would know that at this moment, her eyes were indeed full of him, and there was a rainstorm of barrage in her mind:

This is my dragon, this is my dragon, this is my dragon, this is my dragon, my dragon, my

…… It's better that he still doesn't know.

At the end of the dance, Dan Feng turned back again, only to find that Mo Lian had disappeared, and only a silver-white dragon was left in place, with its wings folded, its neck bent, and its head hidden under its wings, which looked much more reserved and elegant than a humanoid.

Jing Yuan smiled bitterly: "Hey, it seems that Mo Li'an doesn't drink well, and if she drinks too much, she will turn back into a dragon shape." Master, why don't you look at ......?"

He turned his head to look at the mirror.

Everyone recognized that Jingliu was a burly woman, with strong arms, steady steps, majestic, dignified appearance, and a strong body like a wall, like a demon lord in the sky.

But it's a pity that there is more than one sister in Jingliu, and there are priorities between sisters.

Jingliu: "Bai Heng is also drunk, I have to send her back first." Jing Yuan, Mo Li'an will be handed over to you. ”

Jing Yuan: "Me? ”

He is not a burly man, he is still young at this time, and his figure has not yet begun to smoke, let alone carrying a dragon with his bare hands, and it is enough to carry a dragon's tail.

"It's going to be difficult now, or I'll call a ...... Starcha."

"Not necessarily."

Danfeng opened his mouth to call Jing Yuan, approached Mo Li'an, who was asleep, and skillfully raised his hand and touched her horns.

"Jing Yuan, you take care of the others. I'll take her back. ”

"But how are you going to ......?"

Jing Yuan was halfway through the question, and then reacted like an empowering, "Oh, I understand. What's the wind blowing today? This is really rarer than the festival dance, Danfeng. ”

"Jing Yuan. Didn't Jingliu teach you not to joke about people who are older than you? ”

Jing Yuan: "I've taught." But I didn't listen. ”

Jingliu: "'Play'? What else are you going to play? Let's start with it, no matter what I play, I won't lose to anyone. Of course, if Bai Heng begs me, I can't release water......"

Jing Yuan: "Hahaha, Master, ......"

“…………”

In Jingliu's drunken talk and Jing Yuan's wry smile, Dan Feng slowly put down the hand that was stroking Jasmine An's dragon horn.

He turned his back and walked away, as he had done after every festival dance in the past, and slowly walked some distance towards the seashore with a reserved, dignified, and steady pace.

Then, looking up at the deep and distant night sky, he took a step into the air with his head held high and his hands in his hands.

After this step, the figure of "Danfeng" disappeared.

- In its place, the dragon.

As if to compete with the beauty of the Abyss Realm, the azure dragon stretched out its long body, and its body rose up in starlight, crossing the sky like a long rainbow, and even the sky full of stars was eclipsed behind him.

"Turning into a dragon" is a secret that is not passed on by the Ming clan, and if it is not really necessary, it cannot be easily shown to others.

But whatever, Dan Feng thought.

Is there still this one of the ancestral rules he broke today?

“…………”

He leaned over the unconscious Morien, hesitated a little, and finally bit the soft skin on the back of the little white dragon's neck like a big cat holding a kitten, and lifted her from the shore.

Jing Yuan held Bai Heng in one hand and Ying Xing in the other, and looked up to show him a knowing smile.

"Danfeng, you go."

The dragon nodded to him, and then rose into the air, sending a fierce and cheerful gust of wind.

Fly over thousands of blue waves.

Fly over the lights of thousands of homes.

Fly back to the cage from which he cannot be freed, but who is willing to eat.

At this time, Morien should have knocked on the lattice outside the cage to bring him today's gifts and flowers.

She wouldn't be looking for him again today, and he wouldn't have to wait any longer.

In the days when no one brought him flowers, he brought back a flower himself.