Chapter 57

This kind of touch, Wu Si once had in memory.

It was a long time ago, Ning Chu hugged his young dragon and kissed him on the forehead.

The scales and the skin should feel different, Wus couldn't be sure, opened his eyes.

He happened to see Ning Chu raised his head and dropped his hand: "Okay!"

Wu Si stared at the back of his hand, thinking of making a few wounds elsewhere on his body, so that Ning Chu would kiss them all.

He covered the entire left hand with a thin layer of dragon breath, trying to preserve a little breath of Ning Chu.

Ning Chu couldn't see the dragon's breath, only to see Wu Si suddenly stopped moving, he stretched out his hand and waved in front of Wu Si: "Stupid?"

Wus grabbed his wrist and squeezed it lightly, reluctant to let it go.

He raised his head and stared at Ning Chu's lips again: "Why can't you look?"

Ning Chu withdrew his hand and turned his head to himself: "No reason..."

After cleaning up all the clutter, Ning Chu sorted the useful things into several storage bags, and threw away the rest.

When feeding the young dragons at night, Ning Chu asked the older cub how many dragons there are on the island.

The big cub squatted on a big rock, with both front paws neatly placed in front of him: "Ow."

The island is not large, there are about 200 young dragons in total, plus three adult ordinary dragons who help the older cubs take care of the young dragons.

Two hundred... young dragons are still too small to fly for long.

With so many dragons, it is even more impossible to find a place to stop and rest in the middle.

He asked Wusi, "How did you bring the young dragon here before?"

Wusi replied: "Dragon egg."

"But what to do now," Ning Chu was a little worried, "it's too slow to take away in batches."

Two hundred, and it takes six days for the Dragon Island to go back and forth, so when will we be able to bring all the young dragons there.

Ning Chu regretted not putting the coordinates of Long Island here, but if they did, it would be troublesome in the future.

Or did he make some nets out of vines and put the young dragons in?

This seems feasible, and Ning Chu plans to try it tomorrow and during the day.

He logged into the game by the way, went to see the two Dragon Islands, added the reserve grain animal seedlings to Dragon Island 01, and went to Dragon Island 02 to open up wasteland and cut down trees.

Before going to bed at night, the four cubs returned to the dragon's nest for the last time.

It first came to Ning Chu's side, straightened its back and turned around in front of him.

Ning Chu picked up a luminous magic instrument from the sundries during the day to use it as a light, and saw a light-colored amethyst on the neck of the four cubs under the light.

The gem was the one that Ning Chu gave it at noon. It didn't know what method it used to pierce a hole in the gem, and then use a thin branch to make a necklace and wear it around the neck.

Ning Chu laughed out loud and rubbed the four cubs' heads: "What will you do when you grow up? It will break."

This is no better than the high-level decorations for the dragon race that Ning Chu bought from the mall, which cannot follow the size of the body.

The four cubs were stunned for a while, and seemed to remember this question.

It originally wanted Ning Chu to help it, but Ning Chu seemed to be busy all the time, so it was busy all afternoon, and finally found a way to put the gem on it.

The four cubs looked down at the gem, and became happy again. Let's talk about the future.

It rubbed the palm of Ning Chu's palm for a while, and flew to the other little dragon cubs to show off to them.

The next day, Ning Chu began to compile the net.

He used wood magic to spawn dozens of long vines, which were entangled and woven into a net.

A few little dragon cubs squatted aside and watched curiously. The five cubs smelled the magic breath they were familiar with, and wanted to make vines like Ning Chu did.

After it broke its shell again, because it was well protected by Ning Chu, except for the occasional play with other dragons, it didn't really use magic much.

The five cubs quietly gestured the thickness and length of the vines on the ground, secretly holding their breath.

Ning Chu, who was busy with his head down, had just finished weaving a net, intending to spawn more vines, but turned his head and found that the originally empty ground suddenly had a lot more.

The five cubs squatted beside the vine, waving their tails excitedly.

"Is this what Xiao Wu did?" Ning Chu was surprised, and leaned over to pick it up: "It's good, there's nothing uncomfortable, right?"

The five cubs are still young, and Ning Chu was worried that it would consume too much magical energy and it would be too much for him.

"Ow!" The five cubs didn't have the slightest bit of strangeness, and felt that he could make a bunch more in one go.

Ning Chu was a little worried and let him rest for a while.

The big cub had already learned how to weave a net from Ning Chu, and brought three other dragon cubs over to help.

Ning Chu quickly made a net and brought three large stones from the stream to try it on.

The vines spawned by wood magic are several times stronger than ordinary plants. Ning Chu hung the vine net with stones outside the dragon's nest and waited three or four days to see if it was stable.

After doing this, Ning Chu began to learn healing with Wu Si.

Different levels of healing spells are also different, Wu Si first taught Ning Chu the simplest one.

He sat opposite Ning Chu and chanted a spell.

Ning Chu's stumbling and stumbling at the beginning became more and more smooth, and white light appeared in the palm of his hand along with the spell.

This was much easier than when he took practice classes at the academy, but the white light looked no different from an ordinary magic elemental ball.

The white light flickered and dimmed. Ning Chu used the spell successfully for the first time, but the effect was not stable. He asked Wu Si, "How do I test it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wusi cut his finger.

The wound was not deep, only a little red blood oozing from the pulp of the index finger, Ning Chu was still stunned for a moment: "You..."

Wusi stretched out his hand: "Come."

Ning Chu's mood fluctuated, and the white light in his hand went out.

"Cough... I'll try again." Ning Chu recited the spell again, covering the wound with the white light in his palm.

After a while, the blood on the wound disappeared, leaving only a very shallow mark.

Ning Chu opened his eyes wide: "Did I succeed?"

Wu Si said "um": "The talent is good."

Ning Chu was very happy, this was the first time he could really use his talent and magic.

As for the talent that Wusi said was good, he only healed such a small wound, and he only thought that Wusi was motivating himself.

In the next few days, Ning Chu's study progressed rapidly.

He can already memorize primary spells, and he doesn't need to recite them. If there is a magic wand, the auxiliary effect will be better, and more advanced healing techniques can be used reluctantly, but they are not stable.

During this period, Wu Si injured his hands several times by himself, just to let Ning Chu experience the healing effect.

Although the wound was not deep, Ning Chu had little confidence in himself during the first two days of learning, and felt a little distressed.

So Wusi always let him kiss, saying that it would recover faster.

Ning Chuming knew that Wu Si was talking nonsense, but he would still kiss the wound as he asked, as a reward for his teaching of healing.

Later, Ning Chu discovered that healing could also work on injured plants.

Ning Chu was shocked and asked Wu Si, "You did it on purpose?"

Now that he was discovered, Wusi honestly admitted: "Well."

Wu Si knew it for a long time but didn't say it, and deliberately hurt himself, Ning Chu was a little annoyed: "You don't want me to kiss you again in the future!"

He stopped learning magic in the afternoon and went to play with the little dragon cubs. Wu Si kept following behind Ning Chu and wanted to talk to him, but Ning Chu ignored him.

Before going to bed at night, Ning Chu was lying on his side on the cushion when a sound came from behind.

"Ningning."

Wus whispered, admitting to him: "It's my fault, don't be angry, don't ignore me."

Ning Chu was not only angry, but also did not speak to him all afternoon, which made Wu Si even more anxious and irritable.

After a while, Ning Chu turned around and changed direction, watching Wu Si silently under the light.

Wu Si's mind moved slightly and tried to lie down beside Ning Chu.

He didn't change back to the little black dragon, and Ning Chu didn't chase him away. Instead, he stretched out his hand to pinch his face and said angrily, "You just want me to kiss you that much?"

If he had known that this would be the case, he should not have agreed to it for the first time.

When Ning Chu let go, Wu Si replied, "Well, I think."

Ning Chu was speechless for a moment, and his anger disappeared at this time. He reached out and touched the red mark on Wu Si's face that he pinched out on his face: "It doesn't hurt, right?"

Wu Si was simply flattered and couldn't help but approach Ning Chu: "It doesn't hurt."

Ning Chu gathered white light on his hand, stroked his fingertips gently, and used healing to remove the mark.

As soon as he retracted his hand, his eyes darkened, and the whole person was carried into his arms by Wusi.

Ning Chu struggled and raised his head: "Let me go..."

Wu Si didn't move, the tip of his nose rubbed against Ning Chu's skin: "Ning Ning."

He was left out in the afternoon, quickly retreated and became empty again, eager to grab something else to fill.