"No." Xuanyuan Yu shook his head, hiding the worry in his dark eyes well, and said with a smile, "I think my wife is pretty."
Ling Luo couldn't help laughing, and burst into laughter with a "puff" sound.
Seeing her smiling face, the curve of Xuanyuan Yu's lips became deeper and deeper.
He couldn't express his feelings at this moment.
He felt that as long as he could watch her smile, he would be extremely happy.
He didn't know why, but there was always a feeling in his heart that even though she was already by his side, he still felt that he might lose her at any time.
Is he too worried about gains and losses?
Probably not.
His intuition has always been very accurate.
I always feel that some weird and unexpected things will happen in the future of the two of them.
"Let's go and have breakfast on the street."
After Ling Luo finished washing, she followed Xuanyuan Yu out of the wooden house.
It is better to go out early in the morning.
So instead of wasting time making breakfast, the two of them went out in disguise wearing silver ferocious masks.
The two of them ate some casually on the street and headed towards the south gate of Biso City.
After about half an hour, we arrived at our destination.
The city of Biso is currently under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. It is very difficult to get out through the main entrance.
The south gate is built very high, and the city wall is several hundred meters long.
The elves all have wings, so they have blessed the top of the city wall with a spell that does not allow the use of wings to fly.
The cheap dragon squatted on Ling Luo's shoulder, raised Hei Miao's head, and narrowed his red-black eyes slightly into the shape of a crescent moon, staring intently at the barrier spell on the south gate wall, the corners of his lips
Evoking a hint of disdain.
"Prison, how are you? Do you have any questions?" Ling Luo stretched out a hand and gently stroked the furry head of the dragon.
"The spells blessed on the city wall are at the level of the Martial Emperor." Bianlong's eyes were bright and his voice was full of confidence, "For me, who has already fused a dragon horn, it is not a difficult task. Success is possible.
Sex is above 90%.”
"Then let's go!"
Ling Luo's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, and the corners of her lips curved into an enchanting arc.
"Got the order!"
The cheap dragon jumped up, and in mid-air, its black meow body suddenly transformed into a jet-black ancient extreme fire dragon with tens of thousands of palms in length.
With a dragon's roar, Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu climbed onto the back of the cheap dragon.
The moment the cheap dragon transformed into its true form, it emitted a very strong and powerful dragon breath, which immediately shocked all the dark elves around the south gate.
Since there is no way to avoid being shocked, the best way is to leave this area as quickly as possible.
The dragon was majestic, and red-black flames burned across the sky.
"Roaring, roaring, roaring -"
The prison roared, and the howling dragon roared into the sky.
The dragon roars and sound waves are transmitted. From the clouds in the sky to the entire earth, as well as the air between the sky and the earth, they are all vibrating.
On the right side of the prison's forehead, above the mighty dragon horns, a black-gold divine light with a radius of a hundred meters was condensed, and it launched a fierce offensive towards the magic barrier blessed above the Nanmen city wall.
"Boom——"
A huge noise came.
All the dark elves guarding the south gate of Biso City couldn't help but raise their heads and saw that the impregnable magic barrier on the city wall had been penetrated by a huge skull, and black smoke was constantly rising.