The elixir was stored at Hu Huahua's place. The two did not return to Hu Qing's room, but were running in the corridor. The people on the boat were already familiar with them, and seeing that they were not causing trouble, they let them go, running, running, running.
Go to Yuliuya.
Arrived in the hall.
Yu Liuya picked up Hu Huahua and scratched his chin familiarly: "Is your mother busy?"
Hu Huahua whimpered in her throat and turned her little head around, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.
"Dragon clan, let's go. People don't like our little boat." Yu Liuya patted Hu Huahua, stroked his fur, and carried him outside: "Here, it's flying ahead. Let's come all the way.
He became someone’s little follower.”
A group of dragons fly in the sky, with a luxurious chariot flying in the middle. It has no high walls and is covered with a canopy. Long pearl tassels hang down from the canopy, and the lower ends are spread out and fixed to the wall of the car. A pair of jade men sit inside.
Hu Huahua’s eyes sparkled: This car is good, his sister will definitely like it.
Looking back at Yu Liuya, Yu Liuya miraculously understood his eyes: "After your mother left, she talked about the ancient cemetery. The Dragon Clan said that your mother was fine, and there must be something wrong with the ancient cemetery. Everyone said
Why, even after we talked about it in the ancient cemetery, you still want your mother to find a way out."
Hu Huahua nodded, with disdain in her eyes: It’s not that you want to trouble my mother, and you don’t want to be nice to her either.
Yu Liuya smiled: "Monsters don't understand human feelings, not to mention the Dragon Clan has always been aloof."
Hu Huahua is still disdainful, and that is what outsiders who do not know the inside story think. In fact, the true dragon blood in Yun Jingtian's dragon clan is very thin, and there are many ancient bloodlines inherited by other demon clans that are not weaker than the dragon clan. It is a pity that there are many dragon clan members, and other bloodlines
Too few, just like their Wat beasts, which can be counted on their fingers, how can they withstand a group fight?
Hu Huahua whimpered, and Yu Liuya understood again, and nodded his forehead: "Don't worry, your mother must be rewarded for leading the way. Even if she doesn't mention me, she will also ask for it from the demon clan and the dragon clan. When we get to the ancient cemetery, we will hand in hand.
The money is delivered right away.”
Hu Huahua whined again, and Yu Liuya said, "I definitely want good things. We won't accept bad ones."
Hu Huahua was in peace, twisting her little body and lying comfortably in his arms.
Yu Liuya touched it again, and suddenly felt a lot of gazes coming from both sides. He glanced to both sides, and the people next to him looked away, only thinking silently in their hearts, the sect leader is a real dog slave.
If someone else's spiritual pet doesn't have the same feelings as you, then you know what to say when the dog purrs?
Why can't we understand?
Yu Liuya understood, hummed, and started walking slowly with Hu Huahua in his arms. How could Hu Qing's spiritual pet be simple? Besides, this is his son.
Brother Pingtou follows behind and gets more attention than Hu Huahua, because its combat effectiveness is on the ranking list, and many people are still passionate about him——his kindred spirit.
It's a pity that the king beast is difficult to catch, and it is very stubborn and difficult to recognize its master.
Hu Qing is so lucky to have such a king and earth beast.
Brother Flathead: If I tell the boss, it will scare you mortals to death, huh.
On the angry sea, the spirit ship followed the dragon clan, but the sea water roared below but could not pounce on it. This scene made the monks fearful, but the demon clan was mostly unhappy.
The angry sea, considered their domain as Huan Motian, was so crushed by a group of dragons that it couldn't even make waves. It was really a slap in the face.
"What are these dragons doing here?"
The leader of the Moshan Demon Tribe spoke in a deep tone, and he was asking the leader Jialuo beside him.
The leader of Jialuo was cold and unpredictable. Hearing this, his thin lips moved slightly: "Oh, I don't believe there is no record in your clan. If not, you Moshan have always hated monks, how could you run so fast this time."
The leader of Moshan laughed silently: "The Dragon Clan has intervened, I think we can exchange information. After all - the Dragon Clan only boarded the monk's ship, but did not come to say hello to us. It is clear who they want to cooperate with, right?
."
Leader Jialuo said calmly: "Yun Jingtian is not the Dragon Clan who can tell everything. What the Dragon Clan knows may not be known by other Monster Clan."
The leader of Moshan's smile deepened: "I believe that when the situation in the ancient cemetery spreads, someone will take the initiative to come to the door."
He rolled his eyes and asked, "Tell me, what's down there?"
Leader Jialuo smiled slightly: "It's boring for you to do this. If you go down and take a look, you will know what's going on."
The leader of Mishan narrowed his eyes slightly, not letting go of any look on his face, and slowly spit out three words: "The Demon Emperor's order——"
Leader Jialuo's expression did not change at all. He said directly: "If you can find the Demon King's Order, you can ask me to appreciate it."
The two of them didn't talk anymore. The leader of Moshan returned to his ship and pondered over and over again. Is the Demon King's Order in the ancient cemetery? After searching for so many years, he searched everywhere he could, but there was no place he could find before——
There are still many things that Jedi cannot find.
It's okay if it's somewhere I haven't looked for before, but what I hate the most is that the thing is actually right under everyone's nose, but because of the words "the time has not come" or "it's destined", no one can find it, and finally it is found by someone.
It would be really disgusting to get there easily.
The leader of Moshan cursed angrily: "Go to hell with destiny. The destiny of heaven has been messed up and you want to get destiny. Bah."
The leader Jialuo was not in a good mood. Regarding the ancient cemetery, they, a large family with a long history and rich history, actually had records. However, coincidentally, each family’s records were only one-sided, so that in the ancient cemetery
When there is no way out, no one takes it seriously.
Suddenly someone came out alive, and those legendary aspects emerged again. Looking at it now, it felt strange: it was like a treasure map was divided into several parts, and each family had one.
Leader Jialuo believes that the three families of Moshan, including Kunming, took action ahead of all the demon clans. It must be because of the records of each family about the ancient cemetery and they know that there are huge secrets in it.
Demon King’s Order?
Leader Jialuo slowly rubbed his fingers and shook his head slightly. The Demon King's Order is very important. It is said that the person who obtains the Demon Emperor's Order will gain the demon world, but - he always felt that the description in that few words was not a description of the Demon Emperor's Order, but seemed to be a comparison with the Demon Emperor's Order.
The Demon King's Order is something more powerful and important.
What could it be?
What clues will there be in Moshan and Kunming?
Damn, it would be great if I could get some clues about them.
On the dragon chariot, a man and a woman were not as relaxed as they appeared.
The woman Rouyi was held in the man's hand. The man looked forward and frowned slightly, obviously thinking about something.
Long Wangshui whispered: "It's very dangerous."
Her voice was soft and melodious, like a gentle breeze blowing over the water.
Long Wangchuan looked over and smiled at her, with a special gentleness: "Don't be afraid, I'm prepared, I'm bound to get it. As long as the thing is there, I will definitely get it. When I get such a thing and go back, no one will dare to say anything about you and me.
Just talking." He called out in a low voice: "Master."
Long Wangshui smiled, as if he was angry or strange: "We monster clan don't care about those hypocritical rules. They use your and my identity to make things happen. In fact, they are just dissatisfied -"
"If you don't agree with me, fight for the position of clan leader." Long Wangchuan smiled proudly: "Master, if you want it, the position of clan leader should be yours."
