971. Chapter 971 The Blood of the Emperor of Fire and Yuan Dynasty 6
From the first moment he saw Luo'er, he knew it.
Passing through the ruins, Ling Luo saw Ling Luo with a gray face and a lowly dragon lying on his back with gold needles stuck in his belly.
"Luo'er."
Xuanyuan Yu called softly, then stepped forward, stretched out his hand, gently wiped the dust from her face, and said, "Did you get hit?"
"No." Ling Luo shook her head and took a deep breath, "I am really pissed off by this cheap dragon."
"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, patted her back gently, and comforted, "I'll help you teach him a lesson."
"Hey, hey, you wife slave, how can you help Xiaoluo deal with this emperor? Do you have any conscience at all?" The cheap dragon waved his claws and roared unhappily.
Xuanyuan Yu turned his head, and his black hole-like eyes suddenly shot out with extremely cruel light, and said coldly: "I think you don't want those thirteen soul-killing caves."
The hair on Jianlong's body suddenly stood up, and he said hurriedly: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I have something to say, I have something to say!"
Xuanyuan Yu stared at Jian Long coldly, with a very sharp arc on his lips, and said: "I never have anything to say to the guy who bullies Luo'er."
"Don't!" Jianlong jumped up all of a sudden, pulled out all the golden needles on his belly in one go, and came to Xuanyuan Yu's side in disgrace, stretched out his paws, patted his sleeves gently, and patted his face.
With an extremely flattering smile, "Hey, you are Xiaoluo's husband. Who among us is following whom? Don't be so stingy. How can you take back what you have promised, don't you think so?"
Looking at the two gray cat paw prints that suddenly appeared on the clean sleeves, Xuanyuan Yu twitched the corners of his eyes fiercely, glanced at Jianlong with extremely disgusting eyes, moved his thin lips slightly, and spit out an extremely cold word
The word: "dirty."
The base dragon's claws froze, and the fawning smile on his face also froze, as if he had been hit hard.
Xuanyuan Yu suddenly had a garbage bag in his hand. He stretched out a hand, picked up the skin behind Jianlong's neck, and threw him directly into the garbage bag.
"Luo'er, let's go to my room."
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a big hand, put his arm around Ling Luo's shoulders, and pulled him out of the yard.
Xuanyuan Hong still maintained his slumped position on the ground, watching the retreating figures of Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu, his pupils widened in horror, and he murmured: "Impossible... absolutely impossible... it must be...
What went wrong..."
It's night.
Dawn has not yet arrived, and the sky has sunk into absolute darkness.
Xuanyuan Hong stood in his bedroom, quickly formed seals with his hands, and outlined a golden formation in mid-air.
Soon, a mirror was sacrificed.
Looking at the extremely beautiful figure appearing in the mirror, Xuanyuan Hong called out with great respect: "Princess Yangyue, I have something important to report!"
"What's the matter? You're not letting anyone sleep in this middle of the night?" Xuanyuan Yangyue looked extremely tired. She was still wearing pajamas and a robe, and her eyes were half-closed and could not be opened.
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"Reporting to the princess, Xi Feng missed his hand and had his hands chopped off by Ling Luo. He is now imprisoned in the water prison of the third county prince's palace."
"What did you say?" Xuanyuan Yangyue's eyes suddenly widened, her sleepiness gone, and even her voice became extremely sharp, "Impossible, Xi Feng has never failed!"