Xuanyin Mountains.

"Boom, boom. The sound was loud, and the dazzling lightning illuminated the originally gloomy sky.

In the sky, drifting rain the size of broad beans poured down.

In this rainy season, there are often torrential rains, and even the cold mist in the mountains has been washed away, which makes the entire Xuanyin Mountain Range, from a distance, look similar to ordinary mountain ranges.

In an ordinary and ordinary small valley in the Xuanyin Mountains, there is a small nest made of stones.

At this time, a small purple head with a ghostly head and a pink tongue like small scissors were poking out of the nest.

After the purple dragon got out of the nest, he looked up at the sky and looked curiously at the lightning and thunder in the sky.

Above it, an invisible hemispherical dome of light exists in the air, covering its nest like a lid.

This cover is more than ten zhang square, although it is invisible, but the overwhelming storm is completely blocked by the cover, and no trace can enter.

Moreover, about a foot above the mask, there is a larger mask.

The larger mask was also invisible, as if it didn't exist, but the larger shield didn't stop the rain from pouring in.

The rainwater passes through the large light mask, falls directly on the small light mask, and then flows down the small light mask to the ground and merges into a stream.

During the thunderstorm, lightning flashes and creates some colorful halos on the large light mask. Otherwise, Zilong couldn't see that above the small light mask, there was a large light mask that was not rainproof.

Some time ago, a torrential rain hit.

Zilong was looking for food outside, and when he saw a heavy rain in the air, Zilong turned around and ran towards the nest.

I vaguely felt that maybe it was time for me to move again.

This nest was built by that strange young man for himself.

For some reason, Zilong always felt that he had a connection with the young man, and even understood the young man's words, and he could see that the other party was very kind to him.

The young man's nest was not large, and it was covered with hay, and it was very comfortable to sleep in.

But like this, even if the location of the nest is not low, Zilong still feels that it may have been soaked inside.

When he arrived at the small valley, Zilong saw the crumbling nest in the storm, and immediately let out a wail.

The home is ruined!

Zilong was about to turn around and leave, looking for a place to shelter from the rain and make a nest.

But when he thought of a strange branch in the center of the nest, Zilong decided to go back and take the branch away.

Because almost every once in a while, a breath will be produced on that branch that it likes very much, and after inhaling that breath, it will feel that its strength is constantly increasing.

It knew that it was a treasure, a treasure given to him by that strange youth, and it could not be left behind.

Zilong dragged his tired little body, faced the wind and rain with difficulty, and crawled to the nest.

Just on the way, the unthinkable happened.

The nest, which looked half-dilapidated before, was right in front of me, restored to its original state.

Even, on the ground in front of him, it was dry, and there was no splash.

When I raised my head, I found a huge, visible light mask, which was firmly protected near my nest, and there was no wind and rain in it.

Zilong was a little dumbfounded, it felt that all this was too unreal.

So, I slipped back into the rain and turned my head to take a closer look. Yes, the nest looked like a wrecked mess by the wind and rain, and when it came into the light mask, it was warm and dry, and its home was intact.

Zilong cheered and burrowed back into the nest.

It knew that there was no need to move now, and that strange young man had left itself with a nest that was not afraid of wind and rain.

From then on, when it was raining, Zilong would poke his head out, blink a pair of vertical pupils, and look curiously at the air, the existing and invisible light mask.