The downpour continued.
The boatmen on the painted barges on the lake were already rowing their oars, heading for the docks.
Between the gray sky and West Lake, churning with white waves.
There remained only a long bridge, like a white dragon leaping into the boundless water mist.
And a man and a woman, both in blue robes.
Ao Qing was leisurely teasing the little green snake.
And Little Qing, she couldn't understand what Ao Qing wanted to do, but she could sense the terrifying pressure emanating from him, making her bristle like a cat.
Faced with Ao Qing's questioning, Little Qing shook her head, repeatedly.
"I didn't mean to do anything bad, I just came to enjoy the scenery."
She seemed to have found a suitable excuse, her spirited clear eyes lit up, and her voice grew louder.
"Yes, I came to enjoy the scenery today."
"Dragon King, look at this beautiful West Lake, it's like a clear mirror."
"And look at this exquisite white bridge."
"It's like a little snake cut in half," Ao Qing said in a kind tone, using a comparison that would scare a snake to death.
Little Qing's delicate figure trembled visibly, her expression almost ready to cry.
She felt like she was having a really bad day.
First, her sister had dragged her by the ear, ordering her to find out the location of their former benefactor.
She had pondered for a long time and couldn't think of a way, so she decided to go to West Lake and find a water monster to fight.
When her sister asked later, she would say she was entangled with the water monster and didn't have time for anything else.
But before she could make a move, Ao Qing caught her.
The little snake demon's lips trembled, unable to speak.
If it were in front of ordinary people or acquaintances, she would naturally be a quick-witted little fairy.
But in front of a real dragon, she dared not be too presumptuous.
Seeing her hang her head in silence, Ao Qing softened his tone and asked with a smile:
"Scared to speak?"
"I remember you're not supposed to be like this."
Little Qing instinctively retorted.
"I also think the Dragon King shouldn't be so childish."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Little Qing wanted to slap herself.
Why did she dare to answer back like that?
Ao Qing chuckled, continuing to tease the little snake.
"Oh, you're showing your true colors, what's next, are you going to suddenly attack?"
Little Qing's charming little face was full of misery, she pouted her lips, and her small feet in embroidered shoes gently twisted under her skirt.
"I didn't."
"Dragon King, you're not good like this, I haven't done anything yet."
Ao Qing saw that the time was right, he changed the subject and talked about something else.
"This King has something to do today, but I can't bear to leave you here alone, afraid that you might harbor ill intentions and harm ordinary people."
"So, why don't you follow me on a trip to the bottom of West Lake, and when I've finished my business, I'll let you go, alright?"
Little Qing wanted to refuse, but as she looked up, she met those dazzling golden eyes, her delicate body trembled again, and she whispered weakly:
"My sister has something to do too."
Since Ao Qing had struck up a conversation with Little Qing, his thoughts were simple.
Since he had encountered the Legend of the White Snake, Little Qing and Bai Snake were his people.
As for Xu Xian not having a wife, what did it have to do with Ao Qing?
Hearing Little Qing's answer, Ao Qing chuckled in his heart.
This little girl didn't know her sister wouldn't escape either.
However, it wasn't appropriate to say such thoughts out loud.
Ao Qing cleared his throat, waved his hand, walked to Little Qing's side, and smiled:
"Don't worry, I'll explain to your sister, and I guarantee that she won't nag you."
Seeing that there was no way to refuse.
Little Qing pouted and sighed, helplessly saying:
"Alright, where are we going, and what are we doing?"
Ao Qing pointed to West Lake and explained to Little Qing.
"The Dragon King of the Yangtze River has a granddaughter, who lived in West Lake before me, known as the Mistress of West Lake."
"But now that I'm here, she naturally has to give way."
"But look at this righteous and bright aura I have, it doesn't scare people."
"So I need your help, transform into a little snake and let me catch you, so I can pretend to be fierce."
Little Qing pursed her lips and thought for a moment, she didn't notice anything harmful to her, and immediately had a better impression of Ao Qing.
Although Ao Qing had been scaring her.
But now, it looked like he was just scaring her.
This was a good dragon!
Little Qing looked up at Ao Qing's golden eyes, although there was still some fear in her heart, it wasn't as severe as before.
She raised her hands, ready to pinch a magic formula and perform the transformation technique.
Turning into a snake wasn't difficult.
But if she wanted to scare people, she might have to turn into a bloody big snake, that would be scarier.
"Do you want me to turn into a big snake?"
Ao Qing shook his head, raised his right hand and spread it flat.
"A little snake is enough, just wrap around my hand."
Little Qing stared at Ao Qing suspiciously.
Scare people with a little snake?
Ao Qing looked at her with a calm expression, not the least bit flustered.
After a long silence, Little Qing mumbled something strange, her body turned around, transforming into a foot-long emerald green snake, resting on Ao Qing's palm.
Upon contact, both of them felt a strange sensation in their hearts.
For Little Qing, it was strangeness and warmth.
As a pure-blooded dragon of the Immortal realm.
The aura emanating from Ao Qing had a great enhancement effect on Little Qing.
She coiled around Ao Qing's arm, feeling warm all over, incredibly comfortable, as if she was wrapped in a whole piece of warm jade.
Ao Qing's fingertips brushed against Little Qing's snake body, and a smooth and cool sensation immediately came to his mind.
Ice-cold, incredibly comfortable.
At this moment.
A single thought arose in the hearts of both the dragon and the snake.
They had struck gold!