Ling Luo's beautiful eyes were shining with crystal clear eyes. She stretched out a hand, gently stroked the furry head of the dragon, and said with a smile: "Prison, you have worked hard."
"Hmph, it's good to know that I'm working hard, why don't you come and give me a pat on the back~~" The cheap dragon is a standard stickler for pushing his nose and face.
Ling Luo laughed out loud, and actually stretched out two fingers to help him rub his back.
"Hmm~~Not bad, it's really comfortable~~Hmm~~"
The cheap dragon was eating and drinking, enjoying himself to his heart's content, looking very comfortable and happy.
"I am the real hero of bringing down Xuanyuan Yangyue." Jian Long narrowed his red-black eyes and said with a mean look, "Hey, Xiao Yu, you've been delaying it for so long.
Well, should you give those thirteen soul-killing caves to me?"
Xuanyuan Yu sat lazily on the soft chair, supporting his chin with one hand, with an evil curve at the corner of his lips, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes with a smile, and fell on Jianlong's body, saying: "Okay,
All for you."
The mean dragon's meowing face suddenly lit up, with two big words for "sexuality" written in his red-black eyes. His nostrils suddenly became thicker, and he spewed out two tubes of hot air.
Ling Luo had no choice but to slap the cheap dragon on the head and said, "Look at your anxious and pervert look. Isn't it embarrassing?"
"Disgraceful!" The cheap dragon nodded seriously and said seriously, "But don't disgrace the dragon!"
"..."
Why does this guy lie so much?
"Xiao Yu, I am the most important person who brought down Xuanyuan Yangyue. Do you think thirteen soul caves are too few? I think twenty-six are more suitable.
." The pattern of the dragon's nose and face opened wider and wider.
"How brave! You actually talked to my king like that!"
A slightly rough voice came from behind Xuanyuan Yu, full of anger.
Jianlong raised his head, his red-black eyes full of unruly color, he squinted his eyes, glanced past Xuanyuan Yu, and landed on a stone man standing behind him.
"Who are you?" Jianlong was very rude, "How dare you point fingers at me even if you are a broken rock!"
Feng Ling was very angry.
He is a heterogeneous life form that has received the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and was bred from a stubborn stone. Except for my king and queen, everyone can only bow their heads in worship when they see him. No one has ever dared to use such a provocative tone.
Talk to him!
"We are cursing the Stone King. Who are you? A fat cat that looks like a pig's head?" Feng Ling was angered and retorted rudely.
"Yo ho!"
The cheap dragon stretched out his black claws and slapped the table. His whole face became ferocious, and he looked like a tyrannical man.
"What kind of bullshit curse is Stone King? When you were born, your Grandpa Dragon King and I had already dominated the heaven for thousands of years!"
A row of black lines was drawn on Ling Luo's forehead.
This guy who likes to cause trouble immediately became restless as soon as he came home.
Ling Luo reluctantly stretched out a hand, stroked Jianlong's back, helped him smooth the blown up cat hair, and explained: "Feng Ling was Yu's subordinate just now. He doesn't know the situation yet. Don't worry.
Just argue with him and we can talk to each other."