Rakshasa frowned slightly when he heard this, glared at the Dragon King, then slowly put down his hand, hugged Yaoguang tightly and said viciously: "What are you looking for for my people?"
Listening to Rakshasa's emotionless question, the Dragon King's face darkened, but before he could answer, Yaoguang had already thrown the box in his hand to Rakshasa: "The Dragon King gave it to you."
After saying that, he pushed Rakshasa away and turned around to leave.
Seeing this, Rakshasa frowned tightly, looked down at the thing in his hand, and suddenly heard an extremely angry roar from the Dragon King's palace: "Old immortal, what do you mean..." [
The roar shook the sky, startling countless crows.
The Dragon Emperor's palace was in a state of chaos.
However, with such a big movement, the other dozen sons of the Dragon King, who had been watching secretly for a long time, fell silent.
Their father still doesn't like Rakshasa as before. If that's the case, they have nothing to worry about.
Although Big Brother Fat Dragon has a strong force behind him, their father is not a vegetarian either. If the two forces confront each other, Rakshasa will not be able to grow bigger, so there is no need to join forces now. We will wait and see what happens.
The night is quiet, full of calculations and conspiracies.
After half of the Dragon Emperor's palace was demolished, the Dragon Emperor's palace became quiet.
In the dark palace at night.
"Master, that's it." Xiao Gu Gu looked at the voice stone in his hand and affirmed to Rakshasa.
When it went to find its owner and came back to rescue Yaoguang, it left a voice stone on Yaoguang's body, so that it could record the scene of Yaoguang getting along with the Dragon King.
I originally wanted to use it as evidence of the Dragon Emperor's murder, but I didn't expect...
Because its owner ran too fast, it couldn't keep up. At this time, it quietly took it off Yaoguang's body and got everything it could talk to.
Standing outside the dark palace, Rakshasa crossed his arms and looked at the palace gate of his residence.
Does he like fluctuating lights?
The night is dancing, and the silvery moon is shining down, reflecting the fluctuating light in the palace. The back is as holy as a fairy. No matter how you look at it, you will be happy.
"Does this mean you like it?" Rakshasa frowned and said coldly.
He just likes that feeling, that kind of feeling that Fluctuating Light has for the little Rakshasa, so he gets closer and imagines it. Is this what he likes?
What is like? Is it a feeling?
"Master, what I like should be... Little Bones thinks that I want it, want to own it, want to look at it every day, and will be happy when I think about it. I don't want to share it with others. It should be like this, it should be." Little Bones rummaged through its diary.