Chapter 143: Next Time You Transform, Remember To Be Shorter
After Ming Zhaoshuang finished speaking, she suddenly felt her arm lighten. Xiao Bai, who had been coiled around her arm, seemed to have disappeared.
Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai Bai…
Both of them are from the Dragon Race.
Ming Zhaoshuang suddenly realized something. Before she could ask further, she saw Ming Zhao Xue look up, looking at her with innocent eyes, a hint of grievance flashing in his golden irises.
He responded, “It was me.”
Ming Zhaoshuang, disbelievingly, asked again, “You’re Xiao Bai?”
Ming Zhao Xue nodded and replied, “Don’t you know? I thought you’d be happy if I transformed into human form.”
“Happy my ass…”
Ming Zhaoshuang blurted out subconsciously, then suddenly realized she had said the wrong thing. She quickly bit her tongue and said, “Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, no, it’s not about whether I’m happy or not.”
The problem is, how could Xiao Bai be Xiao Bai Bai!
Xiao Bai was just a little useless dragon, she never even treated him like a person!
And Xiao Bai Bai… Ming Zhaoshuang thought of all the past events, and her cheeks involuntarily began to burn.
She couldn’t possibly say that she had always treated Xiao Bai as a spirit pet, and Xiao Bai Bai as a male companion… ptooey, a man!
That would make her look like she was lusting after him and was shameless!
And now this guy transforms into human form and tells her that the little useless dragon that had always been coiled around her arm is a handsome guy, and even a handsome guy who called her wife in a painting scroll and teased her in her dreams!
Ming Zhaoshuang felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her heart shattered.
Originally, Xiao Bai Bai wasn’t a real person, just a figure from a painting and a visitor from a dream. Now she’s being told that he has been coiled around her wrist every day, how is she supposed to view Xiao Bai Bai.
And how is she supposed to view Xiao Bai.
As a result, she had kicked Ming Zhao Xue off the bed without understanding the situation.
It would have been better if she had just been socially executed.
Upon receiving her answer, Ming Zhao Xue’s eyes showed even greater disappointment. After hesitating for a long time, he said:
“I can transform back into my dragon form. You don’t need to be unhappy.”
Although he had no spiritual power left in his body, he could borrow some from Ming Zhaoshuang to transform back into his dragon form.
It’s just a pity, he thought his actions in the dream would have made Ming Zhaoshuang accept him.
Ming Zhaoshuang blurted out subconsciously, “You’re not allowed to!”
Anyone who dared to make such a face disappear before her eyes, she would fight them to the death!
Seeing her stern and severe expression, Ming Zhao Xue was momentarily at a loss. His pupils lowered slightly as he looked at Ming Zhaoshuang, who was still on the bed trying to sort out her thoughts.
The latter also realized that her words were a bit harsh and said reassuringly:
“I like you like this very much. I’m not unhappy. You don’t need to transform back into your dragon form either.”
Ming Zhaoshuang finally managed to recover somewhat. She rubbed her forehead, patted her bed, and said to Ming Zhao Xue, “Don’t stay on the ground. I didn’t mean to kick you just now. It was my fault.”
Ming Zhao Xue patted his soiled robes and immediately trotted over to sit on Ming Zhaoshuang’s bed.
He asked, “Are you truly happy?”
Ming Zhaoshuang nodded. She had been worried that Xiao Bai had been sleeping for more than two months, so she was naturally happy that he was now awake.
It was just that Xiao Bai Bai had suddenly appeared, which made the result somewhat unexpected.
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “I’ll tell Chen Xing and the others about your situation later. Don’t worry, even though you have no spiritual power, I won’t let you get hurt.”
Ming Zhao Xue pursed his lips, not telling Ming Zhaoshuang that with his physical strength, there was probably no one in the entire Lower Cultivation World who could harm him.
Ming Zhaoshuang continued to ask, “How is your body now? Does it still hurt?”
Her biggest concern was whether the power of the Nirvana Heavenly Thunder within Ming Zhao Xue had disappeared, causing him to endure the pain of a thousand swords piercing his heart every day.
Ming Zhao Xue shook his head, “There are no problems. You don’t need to worry.”
Ming Zhaoshuang smiled faintly, reached out to stroke Ming Zhao Xue’s face, and confirmed again that everything before her was not a dream, but a reality.
Regardless of anything else, Ming Zhao Xue had emerged from the painting scroll and dream to meet her.
This was a good thing.
Ming Zhaoshuang met Ming Zhao Xue’s gaze and then asked, “I’ve wanted to ask you for a long time, why don’t you take care of yourself? You don’t wear shoes, you don’t tie your hair, and you’re always wearing the same clothes.”
Ming Zhao Xue obediently let her mold him as she pleased and replied, “I’ve only just transformed. My hair and clothes are generated according to my true body.”
His true body was a white dragon, so his hair and clothes were naturally snow-white.
Ming Zhaoshuang tapped his forehead and said, “I’ll take you shopping later.”
She had long been tired of the original owner’s clothing and jewelry being only white or white, which was very monotonous.
Coincidentally, the Top Eight contenders had not been completely decided yet, and the Top Four competition was not scheduled to begin until tomorrow. She had nothing to do today, so she could take this opportunity to buy herself some clothes and jewelry to make her choices more diverse.
Seeing Ming Zhao Xue nod obediently, Ming Zhao Xue immediately got up, intending to wash up and then set off.
Ming Zhao Xue naturally stood up with her.
However, it was better that he didn’t stand up. The moment he stood, Ming Zhaoshuang’s vision instantly went black.
It was better in the dream. Ming Zhaoshuang’s soul body was that of an adult. Although she was shorter than Ming Zhao Xue, she could still reach his chin. Now, back to reality, she was a whole head shorter than Ming Zhao Xue, only reaching his chest.
Ming Zhaoshuang asked, “How tall are you?”
Ming Zhao Xue honestly shook his head, “Approximately eight feet six inches.”
Well, at least 1.9 meters.
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Next time you transform, remember to be shorter. Understand common courtesy and don’t make me teach you.”
Ming Zhao Xue looked at Ming Zhaoshuang, whose head he could only see the top of, and nodded. He also felt that in real life, an adult him and an underage Ming Zhaoshuang weren’t very compatible.
It was a pity that this transformation relied on external factors and couldn’t be as he wished.
He nodded and said, “I understand.”
Great Sui Dynasty, Changjing, the city streets were bustling with people coming and going.
Ming Zhao Xue, with his towering height, striking white hair, and a face that could charm the heavens, single-handedly turned the busy market into his personal stage.
Ming Zhaoshuang was speechless. In the past, when she went out, although there were many onlookers, no one had ever drawn as much attention as Ming Zhao Xue.
She grabbed Ming Zhao Xue and walked into the largest ready-made clothing store nearby. She said to the innkeeper, “I need to get a few suitable outfits for him and me. Anything but white will do.”
The innkeeper, seeing Ming Zhaoshuang’s appearance and demeanor, immediately brightened up. He smiled and said, “No problem, the clothes in my shop will surely satisfy you, young lady. We have all sorts of colors and styles, all made with the most fashionable fabrics in Changjing.”
Such walking clothes racks would essentially make any outfit they wore come alive, and the innkeeper didn’t need to put in much effort, so he was naturally pleased.
However, looking at Ming Zhao Xue, the innkeeper frowned, “This young gentleman is too tall. Although my shop has some clothes, they don’t quite suit this young gentleman’s bearing.”
Most people who grew that tall relied on brute force, like martial artists.
The attire of martial artists was usually simple and dark, which didn’t seem to suit a distinguished gentleman like Ming Zhao Xue at all.
Ming Zhaoshuang frowned, about to go to the next store, when the innkeeper slapped his head and said, “But this young gentleman is so handsome, it would be a shame to miss out on him. How about this: my shop offers custom tailoring, which is more expensive than regular clothes. If the young gentleman is interested, I can make the decision to sell the custom clothes to you at the regular price, how about that?”
These two obviously came from noble backgrounds. Whether they would look down on his meager offerings was another matter. More importantly, if they wore clothes from his shop, it would serve as advertising for his shop among the wealthy and powerful.
With these two clothes racks, why would he worry about his shop not thriving?
Therefore, the innkeeper was willing to lose money rather than let Ming Zhaoshuang and the other person go.
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “In that case, Xiao Bai, you go and get measured first. I’ll go and look at clothes and jewelry.”
Ming Zhao Xue nodded and followed a servant into the inner room.
Ming Zhaoshuang tried on more than ten outfits, getting a few sets of blue, yellow, green, and purple, and was finally satisfied.
When Ming Zhao Xue came out, she was trying on an outfit in the color of Luoshen beads. The moment she saw him, she quickly ran up to him and spun around a few times in front of him, excitedly saying:
“Don’t I look good? Don’t I look good?”
The Ming Zhaoshuang before him had fair skin, black hair, bright eyes and white teeth, a gentle and graceful demeanor. A faint, small red mole on her left eye added a touch of charm and a hint of allure to her frosty, snow-like face.
The brilliant Luoshen beads, with her movements, scattered like layers of mist.
Her smiling appearance, though still very youthful, already possessed a beauty that could captivate a city.
Ming Zhao Xue stared, momentarily lost in a daze.
He said somewhat blankly, “Beautiful.”
As long as it was Ming Zhaoshuang, she would look beautiful, whether in white clothes or red clothes.
