1922. Chapter 1922 Attacking the Qionghua faction 10
Ling Luo suddenly felt that it was impossible to communicate with this dragon-shaped creature.
"Why don't you hurry up and get on my back? This is your last chance!" The cheap dragon was so arrogant that he turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and glanced at Ling Luo.
Ling Luo almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
She sighed helplessly, and then got off Huang Quan's body very resignedly. A pair of red flame feathers sprouted from her back, and she flapped her wings in the direction of the cheap dragon.
Huang Quan looked stern and said: "You dare to threaten your master. This second nephew of yours is really getting more and more outrageous. Don't worry, my king, one day, my subordinates will definitely vent this bad breath on the queen's behalf!"
Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, narrowed his black hole-like eyes slightly, raised the corners of his lips with a satisfied arc, stretched out a hand, patted Huang Quan's head gently, and said, "Not bad."
This Demonic Dragon King is very wise.
He liked it very much!
Ling Luo flew down on Jian Long's head and looked at him with a look of helplessness, her beautiful eyes were crystal clear and she couldn't hide her fondness.
She stretched out a hand, gently stroked Jianlong's head, and said, "Is this okay?"
Her response was——
"Hmph~"
Then, a certain bitch dragon rubbed its head hard against the palm of her hand.
There was a gentle arc on Ling Luo's lips.
Really.
Stinky dragon.
At this moment, in front of the gate of the Qionghua Palace, which was on the verge of being broken, the seventeen elite elites of the Qionghua Sect were lined up. In the center, there was a very handsome man, looking at them with a look of fear.
The stunningly beautiful woman standing on the head of the dragon of the ancient Extreme Fire God.
"No...impossible!"
Chu Ye's face was earth-colored, his turbid eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils narrowed suddenly, as if he had been greatly frightened.
"It can't be her!"
His voice was very weak and breathless.
"How did she come back? Why did she suddenly appear here..."
Chu Ye's legs went weak and he couldn't help but take a step back. His lips lost their color and they couldn't help but tremble.
He raised his head, stretched out a hand, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, over and over again!
That's right, it's not dazzling.
It's Ling Luo!
It’s really Ling Luo!
From what Ling Ying said, isn't she going to marry the prince of the largest empire in the world?
Why did he appear in heaven again in the blink of an eye?
Wait a minute!
Talking about the prince in the world...
Chu Ye's body was shaken again. His neck was as stiff as a machine. He slowly turned to the right, and his eyes full of color fell on the evil and handsome man standing on top of the ice pterosaur.
This man is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
He said that his surname was Xuanyuan and his name was Xuanyuan Yu.
The information transmitted from Ling Ying shows that the crown prince of the largest empire in the world is also named Xuanyuan Yu...
Coincidence?
Could it be too much of a coincidence?
All accidents are inevitable!
Chu Ye's breathing and heartbeat had almost stopped.
Ling Luo stood on top of Jianlong's head, staring at Chu Ye with a pair of beautiful eyes, blazing with flames, and she did not let go of any of his expressions.
"Have you finally realized it?"
The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, creating an extremely evil arc.
Her voice was very soft, just like the wind blowing gently, brushing away God's tears.
It was this sound that reached Chu Ye's ears clearly and unmistakably. As if he had been hit hard, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, supporting his body with both hands, and his proud head lowered.
PS: It’s National Day, everyone is on holiday, so I’ll write more, I love you, huh. Happy holidays.