Chapter 404: Volume 1 Chapter 404 Evil Dragon x Slave x Witch (End)

After binding the Evil Dragon for a month, it finally became honest, no longer as murderous as at the start; it liked to sleep, perhaps due to ten thousand years of keeping slumber—when the sun came out, it shifted from human to dragon form, its body about the size of a lion-tiger, bat wings covering its whole head, and it lay down beside her to sleep.

Xiaohei sat beside her holding an umbrella, helping her carry the water bucket.

Gu He, stealing a moment from his busy schedule, came over and saw this scene.

"You, the ruler of a country, sitting here fishing—really leisurely."

Jiang Zhi lifted her head, glanced at him, and asked, "What do you want with me?"

Gu He walked over, made eye contact with the awakening Evil Dragon's fierce gaze, his heart tightened, and he dared not get too close, asking, "You'll spend your days like this from now on?"

Jiang Zhi nodded: "Mm, this kind of life is very comfortable."

Gu He thought she was bold-hearted.

Could it be that she hasn't noticed that this fearsome Evil Dragon and the Half-beast harbor special feelings for her?

Anyway, it's not him, and he doesn't want to worry about it.

Gu He said: "They want you to go back."

Most of the people in the refuge were slaves, grateful to Jiang Zhi and holding her in high esteem.

They wanted her to return and become king.

Jiang Zhi waved her hand: "No, no, tell them I've gone off to wander the four seas."

Gu He still wanted to say something.

The Evil Dragon lying on the ground suddenly flapped its wings, its golden slit pupils narrowing slowly, it opened its mouth and a ball of scorching flame shot out, nearly vaporizing the sea before it, and cooked fish appeared one after another on the surface.

Gu He swallowed his words, hastily gestured to Jiang Zhi that he was leaving, turned and walked away.

Seeing the person leave, Jiang Zhi helplessly said to the Evil Dragon, "What are you doing?"

The Evil Dragon lazily shifted its posture, lying down, and said, "Noisy!"

Xiaohei's voice was cold: "If you find it noisy, go back to sleep."

Hearing that, the Evil Dragon grew angry, stood up, and wanted to fight him.

Jiang Zhi stopped the farce in advance: "Alright, let's go home."

The Evil Dragon shrank its body, flapped its wings, and flew onto Jiang Zhi's shoulder, glancing smugly at Xiaohei.

Xiaohei acted as if he hadn't seen it, treating the provocation as nothing at all.

They returned to their dwelling.

The dwelling had long been assigned, one room per person.

Night deepened, all was quiet.

Jiang Zhi, sleeping soundly, was awakened by the commotion outside.

That disturbance seemed as if it would overturn the whole house.

She threw on a coat and went out, seeing a dragon and a person locked in a fierce, violent fight.

The Half-beast Xiaohei, despite being suppressed by the Evil Dragon, could fiercely retaliate and resist, not yielding at all.

It seemed Xiaohei's blood was gradually recovering; the Qilin, older than the Evil Dragon, though not as strong in power, possessed formidable healing ability—his wounds healed instantly.

Looking at it, the Evil Dragon was covered in wounds, gaining nothing.

Jiang Zhi saw the house about to be torn apart by them, shouted to stop: "If you don't stop now, I'll blast you all out."

Xiaohei halted immediately upon hearing her voice.

Meanwhile, the cunning Evil Dragon took the opportunity to slash his shoulder fiercely with its claw.

Blood spilled out, and a faint bloody smell filled the air.

Xiaohei stepped back two steps, covered his shoulder, and his face turned deathly pale.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhi hurried over and gave him treatment.

After the treatment, she glared angrily at the Evil Dragon and said, "Get out!"

The Evil Dragon flared: "Why should only I leave? He fought too!"

Before Jiang Zhi could speak, the Half-beast Xiaohei weakly said, "Master, sorry, he tried to enter your room in the middle of the night, I stopped him, so we ended up fighting. I also struck out—I should be punished as well."

Having said that, Xiaohei staggered out the door.

Jiang Zhi grabbed his wrist and said, "You don't need to leave; Xiao Bai was in the wrong first, refuses to repent—get out of this room right now!"

Xiao Bai's eyes were blood-red, he gloomily stared at the girl witch beside him, the half-beast feigning weakness, his anger blazing, killing intent seeming to solidify.

It opened its mouth, enunciating silently, word by word: "You! Wait!"

In the dim light, the handsome, aloof half-beast's lips twitched slightly, revealing a faint, elusive smile.

…

The Evil Dragon crouched on the wooden steps at the door, growing angrier the more it thought.

Scheming lowly half-beast!

Only that foolish witch Jiang Zhi would believe he's a harmless good slave.

Outside, mosquitoes were many; the Evil Dragon raised its beastly claw, a small electric net jumped in the air, and the mosquitoes were zapped with crackling sounds.

It electrocuted over a thousand mosquitoes, and only then did it feel a bit better.

The wooden door creaked open; the Evil Dragon thought it was that scheming half-beast coming to mock him, didn't turn back, and vigorously ground his teeth.

"Why did you come to my room?"

Behind him rang the clear, soft voice of the girl witch.

The Evil Dragon's finger, which had been shocking mosquitoes, stopped, transformed into a slender human finger, he tightly suppressed his inner pleasure, and spoke in a nasty tone:

"You are my treasure; isn't it only natural for me to enter your room?"

"Where is there a treasure that doesn't want its owner to look at it?"

Jiang Zhi walked to the stairs beside it and sat down.

The mosquitoes by the sea are too many, biting the exposed skin making it itchy; she reached out and scratched, saying: "Xiaobai, I don't want to be your treasure."

Evil Dragon, angry, bared its teeth: "You clearly promised me! How can you humans go back on your word!!"

As it spoke, its fingertips gathered electricity, electrocuting all the mosquitoes circling Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi rested her chin on her hand, turned her face to look at it: "I want to be your family."

Evil Dragon suddenly paused; the fierce, gloomy expression on its face vanished, turning into bewilderment and incomprehension.

"What, family?"

Jiang Zhi replied: "To accompany each other for the rest of our lives."

Evil Dragon's heart felt numb and tingling, as if lightly scratched by a feather; its Adam's apple rolled slightly, and it asked in a hoarse voice:

"Can family bite each other's mouths?"

Jiang Zhi took a long time to understand what it meant by "bite mouths."

"... Yes."

Evil Dragon couldn't hide its excitement: "I've promised you; you are no longer my treasure, but my family."

Jiang Zhi responded softly.

The wings behind Evil Dragon, possessive, wrapped around her back, slowly drawing near, raising its chin, its thin lips unnaturally pressed together.

"I want you to bite mouths with me."

Jiang Zhi: "……"

The easily coaxed little foolish dragon.

She smiled helplessly, propped her arm on the wooden staircase, leaned in slowly, and kissed its lips.

After kissing her, she pulled back; Evil Dragon, unsatisfied, tightened its grip on her waist: "More."

As the words fell, a soft rustling came from the thick wooden door behind.

Jiang Zhi turned back and saw Xiaohei standing behind the door.

Xiaohei stood entirely in the heavy shadow, its face lowered, showing no expression.

But Jiang Zhi could feel that he was very downcast.

A sense of loneliness and sorrow surrounded him.

He looked especially pitiful.

Evil Dragon also saw him, full of smugness: "Hmph, she is now my family; you are nothing!"

Jiang Zhi stood up and said to Xiaohei in the darkness: "Xiaohei, come over."

Xiaohei stood in place, motionless for a long time, then finally came out, its eye sockets rimmed red, its raven-black lashes drooping and trembling slightly, humble and sorrowful.

Evil Dragon, seeing this, became even more pleased.

Jiang Zhi smiled and said: "You are also my family."

Evil Dragon's smile froze on its face.

Xiaohei's dark eyes sparkled.

Evil Dragon spoke first: "On what grounds is he also family??"

Jiang Zhi smiled narrowly: "I say he is, so he is!"

After saying that, she crossed her arms, glowering at Evil Dragon: "If you fight Xiaohei again, I'll tie you up just like last time!"

Everything returned to calm; she went back to her room and lay down.

"Is Yun Jin sick? With so many soul fragments, she's eating her own jealousy."

777 also couldn't figure it out, sighed: "Thanks for the hard work, Host."

Jiang Zhi was very tired; closing her eyes, she fell asleep.

The Evil Dragon outside didn't dare fight inside the house, but if this fight didn't happen, ants would crawl all over its body.

"Dare to go fight in Chendi with me?"

Xiaohei coldly said: "Go!"

This fight lasted an entire night.

The monsters near Chendi fled rolling and crawling, not daring to linger even a moment.

"Why are they fighting?"

"Probably because they have something wrong with their heads."

"Too scary......"

"Yeah."

The two monsters that had fled and were lying far away watching the battle chatted back and forth.