240 Black Rain Screen
The black rain splashed down.
The black clouds gathered in the sky are like a thick wall, completely blocking the light.
It should have been the scorching sun at noon, but at this moment it was shrouded in darkness like the end of the day.
“Luoning, this rain is…”
Milia frowned and stared at the sky.
Raindrops fell on her fair face, dripping down the outline.
The black rain reminded her of the news brought back by the adventurer hunters who went to the Demon Territory.
“This is… the ‘black rain’ of the demons, right?”
The ominous black rain will burn the body of the demons like fire, and the demons in the rain will turn into a pile of bones in the dying struggle…
This is the reason why the demons decline. In fact, many adventurers know it, but for them, this kind of thing is not important at all. They just need to watch it coldly by the side, and then take advantage of the fisherman.
It was the first time that Milia had seen such rain. Before that, the existence of black rain was limited to rumors in the tavern.
“……Um.”
Luo Ning nodded in answer.
Since Milia knew about this kind of rain, he had nothing to hide.
Around Luoning, there are terrifying towering trees.
These trees grow between the gaps between the two mountains. When the White Feather Dragon fell, Luo Ning controlled the direction of the White Feather Dragon’s neck and forced it to fall here.
The plants here are prosperous, and the height of the bushes is almost above the waist of a person, which can better hide the figure of the White Feather Dragon.
As a walking coin, the White Feather Dragon will have an idea no matter who sees it.
Luo Ning asked Milia to help blast a hole in the mountain with magic.
The hole doesn’t need to be big, as long as the white dragon can be stuffed into it to hide from the rain.
At this time, the White Feather Dragon was curling up in that small cave to take shelter from the rain.
It must maintain a standing posture, tightly fold its wings and stick it to its body, with its back against the mountain, so as not to be touched by the black rain.
“Chirp…”
It made a pitiful sound, and its body shivered in the corner.
Miria was still thinking about why the black rain of the demons appeared in the human territory, but she was suddenly attracted by this voice.
She seemed to have a more important question to ask Luo Ning.
“what is this??”
Miria’s arms crossed, pointing to the shivering white feather dragon.
“Dragon…” Luo Ning pretended to be confused.
“What dragon??” Milia raised her voice a little.
“Dragon?” Luo Ning said tentatively.
“This guy is ‘White Feather Dragon’, right?!”
Miria was fortunate to have seen this kind of demonic dragon race that could make a fortune once it appeared, but she had never touched it, nor had she heard of any human being able to control such a demonic dragon.
Milia wasn’t actually asking Luo Ning a question, she just thought it was incredible.
“Why are you able to ride on this guy??”
As Miria said, she tugged at the feathers on the white feather dragon’s legs with her hands.
Bai Yulong was afraid of being touched by anyone. Seeing Milia’s hand reaching out, it gave a miserable ‘Ow’ and kept drilling into the corner.
It’s a pity that this temporary rain shelter is so big, even if it digs the soil full of claws, it can’t avoid the woman’s hair.
Miria plucked a feather and looked at it repeatedly in her palm.
The feathers were even warm, so obviously this white feather dragon couldn’t have been hit by any kind of puppet magic.
It’s a real dragon.
“Ow…”
Bai Yulong’s eyes were watery and tearful as he stared at the piece of hair that was plucked out.
It doesn’t hurt to pluck the hair, but this race has hobbies similar to those of the angel race.
They cherish their feathers very much, and the loss of every feather will make this beautiful dragon feel distressed.
Looking at more feathers scorched by the rain on his body, Bai Yulong’s tears fell even more.
“Ugh…”
Raz, who was shrunken in Luo Ning’s arms, only felt a chill down his spine.
This woman actually plucks hair!
Fortunately, Raz never showed his wings in front of this woman, otherwise he would be plucked like the White Feather Dragon!
She shrunk in front of Luo Ning’s stomach, not even daring to show her eyes to see.
“Um?”
Seeing that Luo Ning was silent for a while without answering her own question, Milia put the feather back on Bai Yulong’s lap, tilted her head and continued to ask Luo Ning.
“Hey, talk…”
Luo Ning is still holding back his reasons.
He wanted to explain that he had controlled the White Feather Dragon.
But this White Feather Dragon looks full of energy, whether it is in a normal state of mind or body, it cannot be controlled by magic.
Luo Ning immediately thought again, saying that he rescued this white feather dragon when he was a child, and then became good friends with this dragon…
But this naive and fairy-tale explanation is hard to come by for Milia.
And if he really had contact with Bai Yulong a long time ago, it would have been too stupid to go to great lengths to cross rivers and climb mountains and mountains.
Have a flying mount not to sit, have to experience life?
“puff……”
Luo Ning’s seriously thoughtful face was seen by Milia.
She burst out laughing.
“Okay, I don’t have to know… Hey, why are you so stupid? You used to find some reasons to explain why you are so stupid now, and you don’t say a word!”
Milia reached out and pinched Lonin’s face.
“Don’t you dare to deceive Master me again~~”
Milia stepped forward, took Luoning’s hand, and said mysteriously.
“Luoning…you, won’t you be from the Demon Race?”
“…”
Although Luo Ning’s expression was calm and there was no superfluous expression on his face, his sudden contraction of pupils betrayed his surprise.
And Raz, who suddenly trembled in Luo Ning’s arms.
This was already silently telling Milia the answer.
“Did you guess? Or, are you sure?”
Luo Ning knew that he had too many loopholes.
It seems that there is no need to hide it anymore.
“No, I just think… You seem to know the black rain very well. You can recognize it at a glance, and you also know that as long as you leave the black fog, the puppet can turn into the black rain.”
“Although I know that the demons have such things as black rain, but… the secret of the black rain itself, I dare say, no one in the entire Klotar Empire knows it.”
Milia looked into Luo Ning’s eyes very seriously.
Luo Jing looked at her quietly, and was relieved.
Miria’s words, even if she knew that he was from the Demon Race, she wouldn’t have any prejudice…
It’s just that, as the ‘protagonist’ of absolute justice in the story, Miria’s ultimate destiny will be to destroy the Demon King with her own hands, and then become a hero.
And Luo Ning is the devil’s minion…
In this way, the identities of the two will have a strong conflict.
“Hey, stupid,” Milia sighed.
“You don’t need to tell me, I’m just curious, I’m just analyzing myself here~”
“Didn’t I say it before, no matter what status you are, no matter where or what kind of country your country is, the fact that you are my cute little apprentice will not change~”
“So…” Milia put her hand on Luo Ning’s shoulder.
“Don’t worry.”
“Don’t say what you don’t want to say, do more happy things, don’t worry about unhappy things, life is too short, and pleasing yourself is the most important thing!”
“So, even if my apprentice is a big bad guy, Master won’t blame you!”
“How about you, master and me, help relatives or not, understand?”
Miria smiled faintly.
She is half a head shorter than Luo Ning, and she needs to raise her eyes diagonally.
Luo Ning listened quietly.
His lowered eyes just fell on Milia’s lips.
Those crystal-clear lips were as clear as jelly, pink and tender, so tempting that one wanted to bite them.
Milia also seemed to have discovered where Luo Ning’s gaze had stopped.
She stayed for a while, until she was interrupted by her babbling words.
Milia’s face was covered in pink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She tucked a strand of hair around her ear with her fingers and twisted it around her fingertips.
Miria became a little nervous and jerky.
Although she can talk about it, she has zero experience.
If Luo Ning bends down at this time, should he close his eyes and point his toes up? ?
no no no…
It’s a sign of kissing, absolutely!
Milia’s mind was chaotic as if the wires were disconnected.
When she stared into Luo Ning’s eyes, it was an unprecedented feeling for her.
The heartbeat is accelerating involuntarily.
There was a sudden touch on her chest, causing Milia to shrink back like an electric shock.
Luo Ning and Milia invariably looked down.
I saw a pair of white and tender hands stretched out from Luo Ning’s clothes, and then supported on Milia’s crisp chest.
It seemed like she wanted to prevent Miria from getting closer to Luo Ning.
Raz revealed a pair of emerald eyes and winked at Luo Ning.
He didn’t say anything, but he seemed to say everything.
As Rafael’s right-hand man, Raz knows his mission.
Luo Ning pulled the cloak behind him, wrapped it around Raz’s little head, and covered Raz’s eyes again.
He looked down, but suddenly saw a touch of red that was extremely incompatible with Milia’s white skirt.
Luo Ning took a half step back, grabbed the corner of Milia’s skirt and looked at it.
It’s a trace of blood.
The bright red blood could not have come from the dragon.
Luo Ning immediately raised his head and asked Milia.
“You are hurt?”
“Ah, this,” Milia recovered from her daze:
“It seems that the thigh has been scratched a little… Maybe it fell off and rubbed against a sharp rock when the flight magic failed?”
Milia lifted the corner of her skirt and showed Luo Ning the wound.
“It’s nothing, just a little scratch, it will be fine in a few days.”
Milia raised her leg, indicating that it’s okay.
She is in a good mood.
Even when she was traveling alone, this wound was simply treated with some potions.
The wound on her leg was about five or six centimeters long, and Luo Ning couldn’t tell if it was deep or not. Judging from the coagulated blood scab, the bleeding should have stopped.
Even if Milia herself thinks it’s fine, but Luo Ning’s modern common sense that “as long as there is bleeding, you should put on a Band-Aid”, such a long wound must be treated specially.