Forced to farm with mortal enemies

Li Rong had a fever, he could feel his skin was hot, but he was shivering with cold.

From time to time, there was a soft "cracking" sound in my ears, like the sound of sparks bursting.

Li Rong got up in a daze, and found himself in a cave with a fire burning beside him, and Zhao Lang was blocking the cave door.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Rong rubbed his forehead.

"Backlash after distortion." Miaosheng said, "You have a high fever. You fainted under the ambergris tree, and it was Zhao Lang who carried you in."

Li Rong felt under his body, the floor was covered with a thick and soft grass mat, needless to say it was the masterpiece of Hai Zhi Nu.

Are there caves in the wilderness?Li Rong pondered, he was most familiar with the boulders on the ground, but he had never seen this kind of cave.

Miaosheng: "After you fainted, it rained heavily outside, and you kept shouting that you were cold. This is the cave that Zhao Lang took out now."

"I see," Li Rong crossed his arms, "Miaosheng, can you stop talking in the tone of asking for credit?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Zhao Lang stood halfway up, and immediately a gust of cold wind came in, and Li Rong sneezed loudly.

Zhao Lang immediately lay down again, and continued to block the hole with his tail.He only dug a hole, but he didn't have time to make a door, so he had to block himself here first.

Zhao Lang said, "Drink some water and eat something first."

"Where is the water? Where is the food?" Li Rong looked around in a daze.

Zhao Lang breathed out, it seemed that the high fever had burnt out his brain, which was already ineffective, "On the fire."

This fire is a bit strange, there is no fuel, and it burns directly in the circle of stones.

It was only then that Li Rong noticed that there were two pots on the fire, one with water in it, and the other with porridge in it, and a rough spoon in it, which looked like it had just been made.

Li Rong stirred the porridge with a spoon, there were dried shrimps and a lot of shellfish in it, it should be very fragrant.It's a pity that Li Rong's sense of smell failed and he couldn't smell anything.

Although he had no appetite, Li Rong still drank water and ate porridge, and he really felt much better.

The temperature in the whole cave was already very high, but Li Rong still felt cold. He pulled up the straw mat and wrapped it around his body, and walked to Zhao Lang: "Are you hungry, there is still a lot of porridge."

Zhao Lang shook his head: "I'm not hungry." After each training, Zhao Lang swallowed the monsters in the training ground, and he would not feel hungry for a long time.

Li Rong sat down next to Zhao Lang, "Is it still raining outside?"

"Ah."

Li Rong patted Zhao Lang, "Thank you buddy, next time you are sick, I won't make trouble for you."

Zhao Lang: ...

Zhao Lang's body was warm, and Li Rong was warmer by leaning on him than leaning on the fire.

After a while, Li Rong fell asleep again.

Zhao Lang looked down at Li Rong who was sleeping beside him defenselessly, and let out a longing moan.

Li Rong moved, and the straw mat wrapped around his body fell apart.He felt cold, closed his eyes and crawled under Zhao Lang's body.

Li Rong quickly found a comfortable position and nestled in it with peace of mind.

Zhao Lang licked him restrainedly, and closed his eyes resignedly.

The next day, Li Rong crawled out from under the dragon's belly, sweating profusely, "It's so hot!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was startled by his own voice.He covered his mouth in horror, what's going on, what about his clear and gorgeous voice?Why did it become a childish little milk voice?

Li Rong raised his hands, his slender fingers became short and fat, and his arms became chubby.

Li Rong lowered his head and stepped on the ground with a pair of fat feet. The distance between him and the ground was no more than one meter.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Li Rong's desperate cry echoed in the wilderness for a long, long time...

In the wilderness, the rain had stopped, and everything looked brand new, especially the ambergris trees. After absorbing the water, the fruits grew in size again, shining like emeralds among the branches and leaves.

The small oil sunflowers have been harvested again, and several seaweeds have evolved into seaweeds.

Zhao Lang seemed to have grown a lot, and grown a lot.

All creatures are evolving, only Li Rong is degenerating!

Li Rong stood by the creek, looking at himself with three bun faces inside, and was heartbroken.

I had a high fever, fell asleep, and my body turned into a child, who looked no older than five years old.

No, Li Rong remembers this appearance very clearly. This was when he was three and a half years old. Yuxue was cute, everyone loved her, the flowers were blooming, and she was so short!

Short, small, fat, these are the most intolerable adjectives for Li Rong as a man, but the current him is the perfect presentation of these three words.

The ground around him shook slightly, and it was Zhao Lang who came over.

Li Rong compared with tears, and now he is not as tall as Zhao Lang's legs.He looked away and let out a loud sob.

Looking at the smaller Li Rong, Zhao Lang felt that he was pitiful and funny, and when he spoke to him, his tone was softer than ever: "Don't be too sad, you will change back."

Li Rong lost his temper and pushed Zhao Lang hard, but he fell down by himself, and he became even angrier, "Don't talk to me like that, I'm not a child!"

Li Rong's voice was high-pitched and thin, with a milky tone, and his little face was flushed with anger.

Zhao Lang looked at him, couldn't help it anymore, turned his head and laughed.

"Wow!" Li Rong didn't care, and burst into tears.

Miaosheng can't laugh or cry, his cub's body has become smaller, and his mind has also been affected.Now he must have a long memory, and he will still eat randomly after watching it.

When Li Rong cried, Zhao Lang panicked.They had a fight in the sandpit when they were young, so many years have passed, Zhao Lang has never seen Li Rong cry, it seems that he was really angry.

Zhao Lang suppressed his smile, lowered his head and pushed Li Rong on top of his head, gently threw it into the air, and then caught it with his neck.

Li Rong's crying stopped abruptly, "Zhao Lang, what are you doing?"

"Xizhu." Zhao Lang said with a smile.

"I [email protected]$&*#..." Li Rong gave up the civilized language.

After Li Rong vented his anger, he could only accept the status quo.Miaosheng also assured him again and again that this was only temporary, but in fact it was a good thing, indicating that his body was gradually returning to normal.

Li Rong lay on top of Zhao Lang's head decadently, his competitive heart was completely extinguished.

Suddenly, there was a "twittering" sound above the head, as well as the rapid flapping of wings.

When Li Rong raised his head, a large flock of birds flew in from the sky and flew towards the ambergris trees.

"Oops, the fruit thieves are here!" Li Rong shouted, "Zhao Lang, go and drive them away!"

The birds that came to eat the fruit were all of medium size, and Li Rong saw several robber birds, all of them were attracted by the ambergris fruit.

Longwu has a deterrent effect on ferocious beasts, but it can't stop these pestering little things.

Zhao Lang roared, and the majestic dragon chant set off a wave of wind and waves in the wilderness. The flock of birds stopped for a moment, and soon rushed towards the ambergris tree "twittering".

"No," Miaosheng reminded Li Rong, "These little birds don't know the horror of dragons at all, so they won't be frightened by this."

Li Rong's mind was spinning fast, "Zhao Lang, you are a dragon, you always spray water, right? Spray them all away!"

"Okay." Zhao Lang lowered his head and took a big sip of water, and ran to the ambergris tree, "Pfft!"

All the birds that were sprayed were killed on the spot and fell straight down.

The flock of birds that followed was terrified, screaming and running for their lives.

Li Rong happily jumped up and down on Zhao Lang's head, "Alright, let's see how dare you come to grab my fruit!"

Miaosheng also breathed a sigh of relief, "I guess they will never dare to come again, the dragon clan is really scary."

Li Rong asked Zhao Lang: "Do you also breathe fire?"

"Yes."

"Then we can have a barbecue!"

"..."

Li Rong commanded Zhao Lang to collect the sprayed dead birds and drag them to the shore. He jumped off the ground and skillfully plucked, bled, and divided them.

That night, a fire was kindled on the moor, and over the fire was a freshly made grill, on which fat birds were skewered.

"Intensify the fire." Li Rong ordered Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang added another small ball of fire to the fire.

"It's done." Li Rong rolled the grill slowly, and the grease dripped down, making a "sizzling" sound.

Zhao Lang swallowed his saliva, he hadn't eaten cooked food for so long, it was really delicious!

"It would be more perfect if there is a little salt." Li Rong said.

"I can do it now, the bottom is full of sea water."

"Go!"

The scorched and tender barbecue is sprinkled with a layer of fresh sea salt, it is simply delicious!

After the meat was roasted, Li Rong gave the first portion to Zhao Lang, "Eat it, you're almost crying, heh!"

Zhao Lang was not polite, he had a good time eating the bird meat.

Li Rong was too small now, he was full after eating only one roasted bird leg, and all the other roasted meat went into Zhao Lang's stomach.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Lang sighed comfortably and lay down on the shore.

Li Rong climbed onto his head again, and lay down between his two corners.

"Isn't it cold up there?" Zhao Lang asked him.

"It's not cold anymore." Li Rong looked up at the sky.

Zhao Lang didn't speak anymore, originally, he wasn't a talkative person either.

Zhao Lang noticed that Li Rong turned over.

Zhao Lang closed his eyes and was about to sleep when he felt Li Rong turn over and stand up again.

Li Rong supported one corner of Zhao Lang with both hands, and stood against the wind, "Zhao Lang, what do you think I look like now?"

"What does it look like?" Zhao Lang couldn't think of a three-headed little guy standing on the dragon's head. This scene was so joyful.

"Dragon Riding Warrior."

Zhao Lang: "...secondary illness!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"you!"

……

The quarrel started again.

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