"Pfft." Hearing this, the always cold Blood Emperor suddenly laughed, opened his eyes and looked at Batgirl and said, "My castle has a secret?"
Batgirl said, there are no secrets in their castle.
Even if there is one, you can't find it by walking like this with the fluctuating light.
"Don't be as arrogant as the Emperor's mother." The Blood Emperor glanced at the silent Batgirl, and said with the same smile but a faint voice.
"Yes." Batgirl immediately lowered her head.
Her master rarely calls himself the emperor in front of her, so calling him this means he is angry.
The result of her master's anger was like the master's mother. From that day on, she was quietly imprisoned in the room by the master and was not allowed to come out to cause trouble.
Even her mother's face is not given, let alone her, she doesn't want to be like this.
Suddenly thinking about it, Batgirl immediately started massaging the Blood Emperor without saying a word. If Flutterlight wanted to move around, let her move around. With her ability, she wouldn't be able to stir up any trouble.
The dancing postures are fluttering and the tunes are gorgeous.
The Blood Emperor watched Batgirl lower her head and didn't dare to say anything. Then he slowly raised the left corner of his mouth and lazily raised his eyes to glance at the night sky outside the window.
Beiming Yaoguang, I will give you a chance to see what you can do.
The extravagant night makes people even more intoxicated.
Elsewhere in the castle, Yaoguang stood in the garden, leaning on the rockery behind him and looking at the full moon in the sky.
The full moon is a full moon night.
Today, it is time for Rakshasa to transform.
Little Rakshasa, the little Rakshasa who called her mother, I wonder if she is okay now?
I wonder if Rakshasa has healed his own injuries under the protection of the Eighteen Heaven-Swallowing Beasts?
Clenching his fists tightly, Yao Guang looked at the round moon with a calm expression, but the pain and worry in his heart almost overflowed his entire chest.
The little Rakshasa has no power at all. How can Rakshasa protect himself?
Is he in danger now?
"Yaoguang, don't worry, he won't die." Winter Melon, who was squatting on Yaoguang's shoulder, stretched out his paws and gently patted Yaoguang's shoulder while whispering.
At first, he didn't understand why things turned out that way the moment they met.
Now, it knew everything. At this time, it was looking at the shaking light and staring at the moon, and its body was almost trembling with worry. It couldn't help but sigh and comforted.
Yaoguang didn't answer Winter Melon, but clenched his fists more and more.