1589. Chapter 1589 The soldiers are divided into two groups 8
Jianlong stood up straight, put his hands on his hips, frowned deeply, and looked extremely solemn. He said thoughtfully: "It's so strange that there are people who can exude a more vulgar aura than this emperor."
Three black lines were drawn on Ling Luo's forehead.
Yeah, it's so weird.
How could there be someone more vulgar than you in this world? She was also very curious.
"No, no, no!" Jianlong's face became more solemn, and he bared his teeth and said, "Why does this wretched aura feel so familiar to me?"
A drop of cold sweat ran across Ling Luo's forehead and said, "What exactly do you want to express?"
The base dragon's pointed triangular ears twitched, its nose moved slightly, and it sniffed vigorously, sniffing the air left, right, back and forth.
Finally, the cheap dragon turned his head, looked at the Elf Queen diagonally across the table, and asked: "What's on the southwest side?"
"Southwest? What southwest?" Feng Ranxue looked puzzled, "Is there any problem?"
"Yes!" The cheap dragon nodded solemnly and said, "Is there any strange smell in the southwest of your elf world?"
"The southwest of the Elf World?" Feng Ranxue thought for a while, then showed a look of realization and said: "You mean the dark elves. The dark elves originally settled in a corner, in the southwest of the elven world. Is it because of the dark elves?
It has a strong evil nature, so it makes you feel strange?"
"No." Jianlong rejected it without hesitation.
Evil nature?
He has seen stronger dark evil spirits.
For example, there is a certain Seven Demon God who has been following him, and there is also the reincarnation of a certain Dark Lord.
Who else could be more evil and darker than this father and son pair?!
"It's a very kind and obscene smell." Jianlong tilted his head slightly, a look of confusion flashed across his red-black eyes, "There's no way to describe it in words. I can feel that smell accurately.
The presence of breath.”
Ling Luo raised his eyebrows: "Prison, you don't have convulsions, do you?"
The cheap dragon rarely paid attention to Ling Luo's ridicule. He was still immersed in his own emotional world and sighed: "That kind of feeling, um... How should I put it, is like the feeling between twins. You have me.
It’s so clear that you are in me.”
Ling Luo's expression changed slightly.
The playful aura in her beautiful eyes also disappeared.
Jian Long is serious. She can feel it. He is not joking.
Chi You, who had been drinking tea and eating fruits in the corner, turned his head, glanced at Jian Long, and scolded: "It's so mysterious, it's like it's part of your own body."
"Yes! That's it!" Jianlong rarely quarreled with Chi You, but affirmed it. He slapped the table, a flash of excitement flashed in his red-black eyes, and said, "It's like it's part of this emperor's body.
Yes, I can sense it clearly and unmistakably!"
Ling Luo was stunned.
Part of the body of a cheap dragon?
For some reason, the first thing that flashed in her mind was that when Qingcheng Eidolon first saw Jianlong, he said that his power was incomplete and that his horns and wings were missing.
Ye Ling said that he would help Jianlong keep an eye on each realm, but no news came.
This time in the elf world, could we find the horns and wings of the base dragon by accident?
When she thought of this, Ling Luo couldn't help but get excited.
She had fantasized countless times that she could also have a stunning mount, and that the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon would use its original dragon body to carry her up to the sky and into the earth, how majestic it was.