"He built it." The voice of "Jingying" sounded at the same time.
The veins on Xuanyuan Yu's forehead popped out, he turned his head and stared at "Jingying" with an extremely fierce gaze.
This damn girl dares to undermine him. If he has the chance, he will skin her!
Prison was not afraid at all, with a wilted smile on his lips, and a deep sense of provocation in his red-black eyes.
Ling Luo's face suddenly dropped, he glared at Xuanyuan Yu, and said, "You lied to me?"
"I..." Xuanyuan Yu hesitated for a moment and mumbled, "Actually, that can't be considered a lie. I'm afraid you'll be unhappy."
The voice became quieter and quieter.
"Besides, it can't be called a Crystal Palace. It's just a small house built with cheap quartz stone similar to crystal..."
Ling Luo's expression did not change from gloomy to clear because of this explanation.
"Xiao Luo, he lied to you again." An untimely and wilted voice sounded again, "The entire palace is built with relatively cheap quartz stone, but the largest dormitory in the center is undoubtedly cast with citrine."
Xuanyuan Yu glared at "Jingying" with an almost murderous look, always tearing him down. Isn't it fun?
"Hey, why are you glaring at me?" He had had enough of the prison game and returned to his original voice, "Did I say the things you did wrong?"
With a face that was as cold as a flower, what came out of his mouth was the voice of a great man.
Xuanyuan Yu was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized and asked in a deep voice: "You are not Jingying, who are you? Why do you want to occupy Jingying's body?"
Since ancient times, there has been a theory of the soul seizing the body.
A soul with extremely powerful mental power can forcefully squeeze out the original soul of the body and occupy the magpie's nest.
"He is prison." There was no smile on Ling Luo's face. He looked at Xuanyuan Yu intently and said, "He is my dragon."
Xuanyuan Yu immediately realized that he had been tricked.
What's even worse is that because of that cheap dragon's tricks, he recruited a lot of things he shouldn't have, which made Luo'er unhappy...
"Luo'er, I..." He looked a little embarrassed.
"Stop talking, I won't ask again." Ling Luo's voice was a little weak, "I don't really want to hear about your past and your love history. Don't worry, with my order, the prison will not talk anymore. .”
Xuanyuan Yu raised his head, his eyes looked watery, like a lost puppy.
He knew that she was sad when she said these words.
But some things did happen, and he had no way or position to deny them.
"Prison, let's go back." Ling Luo turned around.
She admitted that she was depressed.
This feeling is really very bad.
"Luo'er——" Xuanyuan Yu's voice was full of surprise, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes lit up again.
Ling Luo turned around, glanced at him lightly, and said, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about my dragon."
Xuanyuan Yu's face fell again.
Jianlong winked at Xuanyuan Yu proudly, walked lightly, hummed a little tune, and brushed up against Ling Luo.
He stretched out his paw and took Ling Luo's arm, with a flattering smile on his face: "Xiao Luo, let's go drink some wine."
He is asking for his second promise.
"Okay." Ling Luo agreed without hesitation.
There is a saying that one drunkenness can solve a thousand sorrows.
Xuanyuan Yu watched the people and the dragon leave, and a faint sourness flashed through his heart.