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Chapter 1111 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (99)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (Chapter Ninety-Nine)

After getting rid of Harris, Song Ning finally had time to study the parchment scroll that he had obtained from Alpha with Lance.

The parchment felt very strange to the touch; it was delicate, soft, and warm to the touch. Song Ning couldn't help but hold it in her hands and examine it for a while before handing it to Lance.

"So you've figured this out? What exactly is it used for? It can't really be used to find dragons, can it? You're the only one of its kind."

It's unclear where Alpha got this thing from, but that guy is always 'popular,' so maybe someone gave it to him.

Lance initially thought the same thing, so he watched with a relaxed expression at first.

The parchment records mostly things related to dragons, which explains why Alpha values ​​it so much. The top few lines record information about dragon races, habits, and preferences.

However, most of it consists of well-known and popular knowledge, and is not of much value.

He reads very quickly, almost like reading ten lines at a glance. Although he has a human body and not a dragon's body, he still retains many of his characteristics as a system. For example, for him, scanning or typing would be more accurate for reading.

Because he read so fast, by the time he realized he had finished reading everything, it was too late.

"What's wrong? Why do you have that expression?"

Seeing him like this, Song Ning became a little curious; it was quite a rare sight.

He tilted his head and leaned closer, his wide pajamas collar casually open. Lance pulled his gaze from the parchment and immediately admired the even more beautiful scenery.

Recalling some of the details mentioned in the parchment, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"What does it say here? I can't understand a single word."

Song Ning was already used to Lance's gaze and didn't immediately perceive any danger.

He half-knelt on the sofa and leaned over, resting his chin on Lance's shoulder. From Lance's perspective, the muscular waist that could not be concealed by the pulled-up pajamas was beautiful and firm, and the shark line on the side was faintly visible, which made him recall some beautiful memories.

His gaze was now so blatant that Song Ning couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

He turned his head to look at Lance's expression and saw that his eyes were filled with eyes as bright as stars.

"So you like me that much?"

Song Ning couldn't hide her smile as she leaned over and lightly touched Lance's cheek, like a chick pecking at rice, which made Lance's breathing a little heavier.

He couldn't help but reach out to grab the person who was stirring up his emotions, but he missed.

Song Ning deliberately walked to the farthest sofa and plopped down, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I haven't even answered the question I just asked you yet, isn't it a bit inappropriate to want to do something else?"

Lance looked at him and mimicked his tone, "I didn't intend to do anything else."

Song Ning was stunned for a moment, then laughed in exasperation.

"Still trying to lie?"

Lance replied calmly, "No, I mean I didn't intend to do anything else."

"I want to do it, you."

Song Ning was speechless for a long time, and then rubbed his forehead, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"You idiot, that's not what I asked you."

He wasn't really angry, after all, it was rare to see a dragon like this, but he was still very curious about the question from earlier.

"First answer my question: why did you make that expression?"

A hint of regret flashed in Lance's eyes, but then a plan came to mind.

He waved the parchment to indicate, "There are actually some secrets about the dragon race written inside."

"What secret?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ning suddenly became interested. The secrets of the Dragon Clan?

What could it be?

Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Lance raised an eyebrow slightly. "You really want to know?"

"This has something to do with the dragon's original form. If you want to know, I can temporarily change back."

Song Ning seemed completely oblivious to the danger. Still wrapped in his silk robe pajamas, he leaned back casually, immediately attracting a burning gaze.

"Alright, it's been a long time since I've seen your true form. Let me take a good look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lance swiftly transformed back.

The dragon, which is about two meters long, appears to have black scales at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one can see that they are actually covered in some kind of mysterious silver magic patterns.

Song Ning hadn't seen it in a while, so she immediately turned over and got closer to take a look.

He couldn't help but hold his breath as soon as he got close; it was so tall.

Lance in human form is very handsome, with deep-set gray-blue eyes, sharp and distinct jawline, and thin lips that are as indifferent as he looks.

But his dragon form was completely different. What first caught Song Ning's attention was not his appearance, but the sharp aura that came towards him. The overwhelming sense of danger, like a ferocious beast staring at you, made him lick his lips. His whole body began to radiate fighting spirit and his blood was boiling.

That's powerful. If he could fight such a ferocious beast, he would probably die a terrible death.

But what if you could fight such ferocious beasts frequently?

By immersing himself in such killing intent and danger, his strength must increase at a terrifying rate, right?

Song Ning couldn't contain herself any longer and took a deep breath to slowly meet those vertical pupils.

"...I spoke a little loudly just now, I take it back now."

The words Lance was about to say turned into a light, upturned murmur, "Hmm?"

Is this what he meant?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Ning became anxious and took a big step forward. Lance cooperated by stepping back and pressing himself against the wall. He glanced at the aggressive Song Ning and wisely lowered his head by half.

Song Ning was very pleased with his tact. He thought for a moment and deliberately lowered his voice, "Don't you understand what I mean? I don't believe it."

As he spoke, he touched the cool-feeling scales and casually tugged at his collar.

Lance squinted and cast his gaze around the area, then placed his paws on Song Ning's lower back with satisfaction and understanding.

"I just saw something interesting. How about we take a closer look?"

Song Ninggang said that he had the same idea, and after thinking about it carefully, he narrowed his eyes.

"You mean there's something 'interesting' up there?"

So he did miss something just now?

Thinking about it this way, he suddenly felt a little annoyed and retreated.

But the dragon wasn't about to let go of the meat that was delivered to its door. Its normally indestructible claws carefully bypassed the delicate clothing and the human's fragile skin, and directly picked the person up and carried them into the room.

"It's alright, we have plenty of time, I can slowly tell you what this interesting thing is."