Chapter 162: Setting up a stage to sing, the dragon girl chooses a husband
"It's just relying on the knowledge of high-level monks to forcibly break through the mental fog in the Mirage Dragon Mist Realm."
"These performances after his awakening, whether he is a hero who draws a sword for love to save a beauty, or whether he is working hard to make a country rich and powerful, cannot truly reflect his true nature."
"When I think about getting married to such a stranger, I always feel a sense of fear and uneasiness in my heart."
With an expression as indifferent as ice and snow on her face, Xueer explained this to the mirage beside her. Even though she said so, she didn't show any signs of uneasiness.
The body of the mirage collapsed into a mist, and reassembled into a woman wearing a dragon robe, whose appearance was constantly changing between a baby, a child, a girl, a Shao woman, a lady, and an old woman. She stepped forward and touched the back of Xue'er's head. , explained softly.
"So what if you rely on high-level cultivation?
In the world of life, those who can stand out and stand out in the world have areas that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Maybe you are born in a superior family, or you have amazing encounters, or you have the perseverance to strive for self-improvement... What's more, you need to gather many of these factors to achieve something.
Is there anyone in this world who has nothing and can get ahead just by working hard? For those who boast about themselves in this way, you will find out if you study their experiences carefully.
Even though they may have mediocre backgrounds, they can stand out from ordinary people and have more or less talents or unknown opportunities that are higher than ordinary people.
Some people are born sick and weak, while others are born with supernatural powers; some people can sit at their desks and study hard, and some people get dizzy when they see books; some people happen to practice a spell that is consistent with their own, and then they soar into the sky, and some people practice it wrongly. The spell was miserably possessed and died...
These differences between people are the truly insurmountable gap. The strength of Du Kang's high-level cultivation is his own strength, so why can't he rely on it?
Does he have to tie his hands and feet and compete fairly with these mid-level monks to win in order to be considered "excellent"?
If recruiting a son-in-law in the Dragon Palace is such a ridiculous ritual, then it will be difficult for our Bibo Dragon Clan to have a new Dragon King in the future!"
The gentle words of the Mirage Dragon King were heard and kept echoing in Xue'er's mind. Xue'er's beautiful eyebrows, like snow, frowned after hearing the words and did not relax for a long time.
After a long time, Xueer seemed to be moved by the words of the Mirage Dragon King, and looked at the thick fog rolling under her feet again.
There are more than twenty windows in the mist, and you can see through the transparent windows, all of which are acting out scenes of disputes and fighting around Xue'er. Bibo Town, where Du Kang is located, is just one of them.
Obviously, these are all those who have passed the second level of the Dragon Palace's recruitment of a son-in-law and are undergoing the third level of the test of the Mirage Dragon Mist Realm.
"But, I still don't know what this person's nature is like?"
Xueer pointed to the joys and sorrows performed at her feet and said.
"Second Aunt, look at these people, although they are addicted to illusions and unable to extricate themselves, and do all kinds of stupid things in this world without any magic, they have also exposed their true nature.
Whether he is kind-hearted, greedy for power, greedy for money, cowardly...or reckless, prone to killing, lustful, dark, and untamable...we can see them all clearly.
But the year before last, Du Kang was still a weak human being with low cultivation, but now he is a high-level monk. This is a bizarre story that can only be found in story novels.
Second aunt, do you think such a person can be trusted?"
It's not surprising that Xue'er has such thoughts. She is actually facing the most important decision in Longsheng, and she has to be so cautious.
Among the three levels of recruiting a son-in-law in the Dragon Palace, whether it is the first level that only requires the strength of a hundred people, or the second level that gives dragon bloodline race requirements, it is extremely difficult to pass.
The difficulty can be seen from the fact that thousands of intermediate-level peak monks participated, but in the end only about 20 people made it to the third level.
Those who can pass through two levels in a row are already the top choices among mid-level monks due to their strength, bloodline, and luck. To be honest, these twenty or so people have actually met the basic requirements for candidates for the ceremony.
However, the promotion ceremony of recruiting a son-in-law in the Dragon Palace is a matter of life and death. If you succeed, you will soar to the sky, if you fail, you will be wiped out. When it comes to choosing a person who shares her life and death, Xueer cannot be too cautious.
So even though Du Kang has proven himself by clearing five reincarnations in a row and is the best among more than 20 people, Xue'er, who doesn't understand Du Kang's rapid improvement in strength, still can't make up his mind.
"You have such childish thoughts just because you have had a smooth life since you were a child and have never experienced setbacks or been disobeyed by others.
The human heart is unstable and unpredictable, and the thoughts of living beings have always been the most difficult thing to understand in the world.
Even if one moment you were thinking about the other person wholeheartedly, never leaving, and just feeling that the other person is the most precious person in the world, you may feel disgusted the next moment and want to run away from this former partner forever. (If you are interested, you can go and read it.
The story of Yin Zhenaki and Yin Zhenami.)
When you see these people in the fantasy world, every move, word and deed is true, but in fact they are still just instinctive responses to the scenery outside the soul. They seem innocent, but their true nature is hard to see.
Your second aunt is good at using illusions to deceive people's minds and play with people's hearts. She doesn't dare to say that she can completely see through a person's heart. You, a little girl, are here looking at flowers in the fog, and you can only see hazily.
But don’t be easily fooled by what you see with your eyes.”
Before Xue'er could ask her question, the Mirage Dragon King hugged her into his broad chest and continued.
"As for what you said about Du Kang's strength improving too fast, we dragon kings have naturally paid attention to it. Whether it involves a conspiracy against our Bibo Dragon Clan, forgive our shallow strength, whether it is calculated by magic or collecting intelligence on the opponent from his birth to the present,
I can't see any problems at the moment.
This Du Kang is the strongest person among the twenty or so people. If he is turned away because of his unknown strength, in the eyes of the second aunt, it would be a pity.
Ji Xianlong, the third prince of Daliang, was originally a very good candidate. Xueer, you went to the capital to meet him last year. Unfortunately, you met the evil star Si Xiong at the first level.
We cannot take the initiative to interfere with the ceremony. We can only watch Ji Xianlong being taken away. Otherwise, you will have one more person to choose from.
But the matter has come to this, you are the protagonist of this year's ceremony, and according to the rules of the ceremony, your husband will be chosen by yourself.
But you must remember that the path you choose will have no regrets whether you succeed or fail, and no regrets whether you live or die."
Xue'er felt the false warmth in the Mirage Dragon King's chest, and after a long time she raised her head and asked.
"Since we can't see anything, after all we have to choose a male dragon like a blind man, and then gamble on a ritual that we don't know whether it will succeed, then what's the point of setting up the illusion of the third level?"
"That's naturally because these men who are vying to be your husband need a stage to show themselves.
Xue'er, you can't decide whether your ritual will be successful, but you can at least decide what kind of man you choose, whether he is someone you really like or someone you think can help you complete the ritual.
As long as you choose, we will agree!"
"As long as you choose, we will agree!"
Several dragon roars with different sounds and colors sounded around Xue'er one after another, but five dragon heads with different appearances poked out of the mist, expressing their determination to support Xue'er at the same time.
These are the six dragon kings of the Bibo Dragon Clan. They have become dragon kings at different times. The oldest among them, the Mo Dragon King, is over 4,000 years old, and the youngest, the Chi Dragon King, is only over 700 years old. Since they are not directly related by blood, they are all treated as sisters.
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But if Xueer can become the Dragon King, as the biological daughter of the Haohai Dragon King, she will still use her previous title.
"I want to know, did my mother and aunts make the same choice back then?"
"Based on our experience as people who have been there, the choice we made back then was certainly the right one.
Some of us insist on choosing the one that looks pleasing to the eye, some choose the one with the strongest strength, some choose the one with the strongest luck and the best, and some just choose blindly with their eyes closed...
But that is our choice, and no one can give you any advice today when you are the protagonist."
Haohai Dragon King comforted his daughter gently, but the words he spoke were as hard as iron, shattering Xue'er's last illusion.
I saw Xue'er's iceberg-like face finally showing a hint of movement. As soon as the moist tears left her eyes, they were frozen into scattered ice crystals, reflecting the crystal light and falling down.
She said with a sad face but a firm tone.
"Okay, I'll start choosing now."
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In the Mirage Mist Realm on the other side.
In a short period of time in the outside world, Du Kang in the fantasy world has already experienced a brutal fight with the robbers, the angry conflict between the Ao and Xu families, the government's wanted thief incident, another encounter with the robbers on the road, and the chance to rescue a noble...
After a series of thrilling encounters and coincidences, he finally took Xueer away from home and settled down in a new place.
The various vulgar routines that occurred during this period made Du Kang, who was well-informed in his previous life, say that the arranger of this fantasy script was too unimaginative. Even the most popular novels he read in his previous life were more logical than the fantasy plot.
But there is an old saying, only stories can tell logic, life is illogical, at least Cher, who has experienced this personally, feels that everything is very real.
After the fermentation of time, the relationship between the two finally came to fruition naturally.
Tonight, happy words are posted on the door and lanterns are decorated.
It's the time to tie the knot and the wedding day.
After all the guests had gone, Du Kang, wearing a big red flower on his chest, opened the door of the new house and walked slowly to the bride.
Du Kang's mood at this moment was actually slightly tense. It was strange to say that although he had experienced a large number of women and had even done such elegant things as entering the bridal chamber on behalf of others, this was the first time that Du Kang had actually gotten married.
Looking at the beauty wearing a red hijab in front of him, Du Kang did not use the weighing rod, but lifted the hijab bit by bit with his hands, revealing the jade face underneath.
First, there is the long and slender neck and chin, then the rosy and glossy ice-colored lips, the small nose, the face without makeup, the ice-blue cracked eyes, and then the snow-colored hair tied up.
Xue'er's beauty ranks among the best among all the women in Du Kang. In terms of appearance alone, it seems that only Cai Yuan, who has the blood of the Cai Lin clan, can compare with her.
At this time, Xue'er was shy and timid, with a naive look on her face. She raised her head and looked at the tall man in front of her and said.
"Husband, it's getting late, let's take a rest!"
"Okay, let's take a rest now..."
Du Kang stopped talking in vain and turned to look at the ajar door of the room.
squeak--
First, a clear hand pushed the door open, and then Xue'er in white stepped across the threshold, walked into the room and stood opposite Xue'er in a wedding dress.
One red and one white, there is no difference in appearance. The only difference is that Xue'er in white is covered with a faint layer of colored light, while Xue'er in red is just a beautiful-looking mortal.
"Who are you? Why do you look like me?"
Xue'er, who was wearing a wedding dress, instinctively sensed the crisis and started to yell angrily, but Xue'er in white clothes just glanced at her and she was frozen in place.
"Du Kang, I know that you have awakened your true memory. I will only ask you once, are you willing to get married with me and survive the True Dragon Tribulation together?
If we stay together for a lifetime, you will share the authority and lifespan of the Dragon God with me. If we fail, we will be wiped out, and even your body will be implicated.
Do you have to think carefully about the consequences of this during your days in the fantasy world?"
Different from the Xue'er that I get along with in daily life, this Xue'er's voice is cold and clear, like melting ice water flowing through the solid ice on the snow-capped mountains. It seems that even the festive new house has become cold with such words.
Du Kang knew the moment she opened her mouth.
This is the real Xue'er of the Bibo Dragon Clan, not the charming Xue'er who has been with him for several years in the fantasy world, or even the white-haired Xue'er he met on the snowy night on the official road from Yangchun County to Tonggu County.
A woman in a white dress, quirky, charming, and ecstatic.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Those are just some illusions fabricated by magic. This is what Xueer really looks like.
He was unsophisticated and unpretentious. Even when he asked whether he wanted to marry him, his words were full of the unfamiliarity and arrogance that the Dragon Clan inadvertently exuded.
"Of course I do. I traveled thousands of miles to come to Bibohai, not only for the powerful power and attractive lifespan, but also to marry a dragon king."
Du Kang looked directly into Xue'er's eyes and answered this question with confidence.
At the moment Du Kang responded, the entire Mirage Dragon Mist World was turbulent, and six dragon kings were writhing outside the world, witnessing the vows of the new couple with the power of divine dragons.
If Du Kang dares to break his promise to marry, these six dragons will hunt him until the end of his life.
"Okay, that's good."
After that, Xueer no longer looked at Du Kang, but gently waved to Xueer, who was sitting on the bed.
This false phantom body in the mirage dragon mist world disintegrated into dots of spiritual light and merged into her body. Even the wedding dress was put on her body.
The memory of an existence named "Xue'er" begins to merge with the real Xue'er.
Every detail of playing with "Little Stone" when he was young, the seasonal fruits that were often delivered through the dog hole, risking his life to rescue the bandits on the way to get married, being rejected by the tribe and wanted by the government, and the wandering life after escaping from Bibo Town.
, and the sweetness along the way...
All of them are engraved in Xueer's heart just like personal experiences.
Outside the Mirage Dragon Mist World, the Mirage Dragon King swung his dragon tail, and more than twenty still-running Mirage Dragon Mist Worlds were shattered at the same time.
Like broken fragile vessels, the life, old age, illness and death, love and hate, gratitude and resentment that were played out in these worlds all dissipated in the rolling mist in an instant.
In the overwhelming mirage, the last thing Du Kang saw was Xue'er, wearing a wedding dress, opening her eyes and shouting affectionately to him.