"You want to throw me away? It's never possible! My husband is the most reliable plaster in the world. You can't even take it off! Just accept your fate!"
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ling Luo's forehead.
"Dog...dog skin plaster?"
How can any man use this kind of thing to describe himself?
"Woof!"
A certain wife slave bared her teeth, pretended to be fierce, and called out in a serious manner.
"..." Ling Luo's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
The next moment, Xuanyuan Yu simply stretched out his arms and pressed his whole body against Ling Luo's body. He really acted like a "bullshit plaster".
It's so sticky that I can't push it away or push it away.
"This is the only one with no other branches. Once you put on the Xuanyuan brand dog skin plaster, it will stay with you forever. Even if you die, you will take it to the coffin." Xuanyuan Yu also proudly thought of a line that made him feel ashamed.
Ling Luo was simply speechless.
But precisely because of this, my originally extremely depressed and despairing mood suddenly became brighter.
Under the clear breeze and bright moon, an "old couple" hugged each other, like a warm and beautiful picture.
But just at this moment, an unharmonious voice intervened.
"Um... may I ask you two, have you seen Elder Yushi?"
As soon as Ling Luo heard the voice, she quickly turned her head and faced the face of a woman in her forties or fifties.
This face seemed to have been seen somewhere before, and was very familiar. The visitor was wearing a wide white robe unique to the Yu tribe, with silver hibiscus patterns embroidered on the edge of the robe.
Ling Luo suddenly realized that this woman was the only one among the four great protectors of the Rain Clan. The Suzaku protector had been defeated by his Qingdi Muhuang Gong when they were in the northwest desert.
"Suzaku protector?" Ling Luo frowned slightly.
As soon as Xuanyuan Yu heard Ling Luo's name for the woman in front of him, his face suddenly became serious, and he took a very alert posture. There was even dark evil energy surging out of his pupils like black holes.
"No, no, no, I don't mean any harm."
Zhuque Protector looked at Xuanyuan Yu's posture and thought that the other party was coming to fight with him again. She was aging very badly and her cultivation was much weaker. She was definitely no match for Xuanyuan Yu.
"Not everyone in our Yu clan wants to enter the Southern Meteor Sacred Mountain. Qinglong and I do not support it. We did not expect that the time and space restrictions in this sacred mountain are so dangerous, so we plan to persuade Elder Yushi
Go home."
With a look of fear on his face, Protector Zhuque carefully explained, "When we set out, Elder Yushi took this path, so I turned around and came to look for him."
Even though the other party's attitude was very friendly, Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu were still very distrustful of the people of the Yu clan and did not have any good impressions.
"To be honest, in addition to Elder Yushi and the four guardians, there were forty or fifty elite disciples who also followed into the mountain. However, because their cultivation was not strong enough, they were all killed on the way by the time and space restrictions of the sacred mountain.
, turned into withered bones." Protector Suzaku sighed, his voice very heavy, "So, you can rest assured that we no longer have that much power to launch a sniper attack on you."
In order to show sincerity, Protector Suzaku even took the initiative to put the water staff at his feet, took two steps back, and spread his hands.