The old lady turned around and smiled at Long Lingfeng: "This is how you, the third elder, have a temper. Please be patient and tolerant, hahaha."
Long Lingfeng: "...Yes, yes."
At this moment, the conversation in the room was being listened to by someone.
This person is none other than Chu San and Lin Si.
Su Luo was busy in the kitchen, and Chu San and Lin Si were about to walk in the courtyard of the third elder's house to get some useful information, but they heard about this before they even left the living room.
Keep Luoluo forever? What kind of dragon spirit wind will be allocated to you? What are these and what?! Are you really afraid that Gong Er will come and destroy your entire dragon clan?!
Chu San was more impulsive and rushed forward to hit Long Lingfeng!
Lin Ruoyu was the calmer one. He grabbed Chu San and lowered his voice and said urgently: "What are you going to do?!"
"I'm going to kill them!"
"Are you an idiot?!" Lin Si stared at him fiercely, "I know your cultivation level is very high and you are very good, but where is this? This is the Dragon Clan! This is their territory! We can fight ten dragons.
A hundred-headed dragon, but what about one thousand, ten thousand, or one hundred thousand?! It's not a pity for you to die yourself, and it doesn't matter if I give you my life to be buried with you, but have you ever thought about Luoluo?! If she makes a mistake, I don't think I can spare the second child.
I'll spare you!"
After Lin Ruoyu moved out of Nangong Liuyun, Chu San's originally burning mind calmed down.
"But! How dare they have such an idea! How dare they!" Chu San was still very angry and furious!
In his mind, there is only one Nangong Liuyun in the entire spiritual world, no, the whole world, the entire universe... who can be worthy of Su Luo.
It's as if the two of them were born just to wait for each other.
"That Long Lingfeng, huh, we'll kill him sooner or later!" Lin Si's eyes were cold.
Chu San nodded in agreement.
"You have to tell Luoluo about this!"
"Walk!"
At this moment, Su Luo... was cooking porridge in the kitchen.
In the earthen pot, mushroom and shredded chicken porridge is bubbling with white bubbles, and the aroma is permeating the whole kitchen.
The cooks in the kitchen were almost drooling, their eyes drifting this way from time to time.
However, they did not come.
There is a racial gap between the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan.
The Dragon Clan considers itself to be a superior race and will not easily admit that it is inferior in front of the human race, so these cooks are looking at Su Luo with both pride and inferiority, and no one comes forward to talk to her.
Instead, they were whispering to themselves.
"Didn't you say no one is allowed on the island? How did this person get in?"
"Don't underestimate her. The third elder was in a coma for so long, and she was able to revive him with a rice ball."
"Is she really that awesome? No one has ever seen her make rice balls. So are you sure she made the rice balls?"
"Whether she did it or not, I advise you not to offend her. Although she is a human race, the old lady seems to like her very much."
"Humph, how can the old lady not like her? The old lady has always liked beautiful things, plates, bowls and chopsticks, clothes, accessories, ornaments... nothing should be beautiful?"
"Stop talking, the old lady has a bad temper. Do you want to be beaten to death in public? Have you forgotten Long Qiuhe?"
...and then there was a moment of silence.
The wooden spoon in Su Luo's hand was stirring the shredded mushroom and chicken porridge in the casserole, and there was a flash of smile in her lowered eyes.
It turns out that the old lady was nice to her because she was good-looking?