The Chaos Dragon Prince - Chapter 58 - Smooth Travels

Jiang Feng considered himself just an ordinary delivery guy.Until one day, a young man suddenly appeared, carefully grabbing his hand and saying, “Judge, Judge, I am the King of Hell.”“…” Jiang Feng replied, “King of Hell, King of Hell, I am also the King of Hell.”The King of Hell turned around, tearfully addressing the Black and White Impermanence, “I knew it, he’s been wanting to usurp my position for a long time!”—-“Those people all say that Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, and tell me not to dwell on it anymore. Is it true that after people die, they don’t even have the right to appeal for justice?”“They look at life and death, I only judge right and wrong.”“Who are you?”—”The Judge.”

Weary reader, it is an honor for you to choose this book in this heavy, dark library room.

Somewhat sadly, the book is sick.

Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of the book cover,

The words written in the old days are like parasites rooted in the pages of the book, hoping that someone can observe their wriggling,

To feel, to analyze, to touch the story of the disease.

If you insist on borrowing this book, be sure to check your physical condition regularly.

- Description from novelbuddy

Age difference of 700 years, vampire theme, cultivation, grammatical
This article is also known as “How to fall in love with an arrogant and abstinent old man”
That day, the girl was picked up by Mu’s house, covered in scars.
Everyone wondered, Mu Fei was so arrogant and cold, how could he accept such a small stutter.
The cold-hearted hostess felt a headache, “When are you going to follow me.”
“You, like, flowers, I, I think, for you.”
The girl’s heart was full of affection, and her little scarred hand held a bunch of purple flowers and handed it to the sweetheart who only belonged to the darkness.
An awards ceremony ten years later
Someone asked her: Why does Miss You always cover her neck every time she shows up?
You Ran’s expression was subtle, and he could only explain lightly: “I’m probably afraid of the cold.”
In fact, she was also helpless.
After all, the adult she admired was a cold-blooded clan who had lived for more than seven hundred years and was picky and obsessed with cleanliness. His greatest hobby was—
bit her neck with fangs,
Leave that exclusive bite/mark mark.
Even if the painful tears fell, she was willing to make each other’s blood-fed desserts.
Because she will be her nightingale in the end.

“On her lips is what my heart desires”
One-sentence introduction: After the pure complex stammering poor cub (true boss) was picked up by the high-cold abstinence blood clan, the romantic love story of “the following crime”.

Instructions for reading:
1. Abstinence, arrogant vampire noble x stunner in the world, crazily criticizing beauty
2. Mr. Mu Fei has two little hobbies: biting Yu and his neck; watching plays and movies.
3. This article is empty, the background is private, and the dark color of Cthulhu, please do not delve into it.
4. Two-way sweet pet/master/servant/cultivation/birth/age difference 700 years old/HE
5. Scarf @ Xia Sugar Suxi

Content tags: strong, soft spot, blood family, cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Mu Fei, You Ran ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others: “Human” x Vampire, contrast cute
One-sentence introduction: innocent and crazy criticizing stunner & arrogant abstinence blood family
Intention: Firmly believe in the sun.

- Description from novelbuddy

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world.Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!”The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears.Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing.Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable.His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next.After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual.“It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.”Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open.“Atticus? W-why are you here?”The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.”****Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren.Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.