Incarnate son took a step back and gently covered himself with an open mouth. I’m sorry
Sister-in-law, don’t say that, but it’s the happiest thing in this life to turn your back and blame the eldest brother for dying.
The incarnate son turned around and said nothing. Tears have soaked his eyes too many times. Death often hears people crying like this when cutting his soul, but he always feels that it sounds false. But from the mouth of Dongfeng brothers, it is plain and calm, and people still feel shocked.
Sister-in-law Lengmengzhe whispered to the incarnate son behind her, We are almost there.
Well, I hope that the head of the clan who got there can really transport the dragon body to the dragon for us and explain it clearly for us. The incarnate son is not worried, saying that I really don’t want to cause any misunderstanding to the dragon at this time.
Don’t worry. Ann flapped her wings gently. I don’t think he would do such an unwise thing.
Oh, the incarnate son nodded, but did you catch us?
I can’t help it, but the vampire smell is what dragons hate most. When it gets dark, he turns into a bat and flies, but it shouldn’t be too slow. Leng Mengzhe said, gently stroking the golden bow on his shoulder and suddenly felt heavy in his heart. Elder An, your elvish stone spring is really our boss’s health.
No problem, don’t worry, said Ann with a well-thought-out plan. However, we ancient elves blessed the holy water and brought it back to life.
That’s good. I got a positive answer. Leng Mengzhe finally settled down a little. Looking at the outline of Kyoto getting closer and closer, Leng Mengzhe couldn’t help but sigh. How can he explain things to the boss?
It seems that the theme of golden yellow layout in the room will always be elegant and luxurious. Now it is revealed that the Zhang Shuo Dragon is really dead in silence. It is the official of the martial king of Fufeng country, Dongfeng, and it is the mother of Dongfeng who has fallen asleep. A lonely and frustrating old man quietly looks at the sandalwood that has burned to the root. At this time, he is not the Fufeng Emperor. He is an old man. The only breath of life in this room is the sandalwood.
It’s been a day and a night, and the slag is lying on the steps outside the door, with his hands behind his head and looking up at the sky.
I know you’re in a hurry and I’m in a hurry, but please don’t keep saying it over and over again, okay? Mo Yun dug his nose and made my mood worse.
Then you also ate twelve steamed buns at noon.
Haven’t you eaten thirteen?
I was turning my grief and anger into appetite.
Me too.
Will you two be quiet for a while? I can’t help poking my head out of the roof when I’m lonely. I’ve been listening for a day and a night.
Chapter ninety Hatred
Don’t say it again. Moyun put the newly dug nostril in the middle and stood high.
I don’t want to say it either, but you disturbed me just now. I seemed to vaguely hear the dragon’s breath just now, and I said angrily.
Is it water and urine again? Slag said lazily
Unlike loneliness, open your mouth and point to the distance. Look, that’s
What slag Mo Yun jumped up nervously? What did you see?
Long Xiaolonglong exclaimed alone.
Wow, that’s great. Mo Yun shouted happily, Boss, help!
What little cold dragon slag asked? We seem to have gone to three dragons.
Don’t ask me if I’m lonely and bow my head. The three brothers are all hitched in their hearts.
We’re back. Leng Mengzhe shouted, "I just want to pull the incarnate son’s hand and jump to Ann, but I’ve already grabbed the incarnate son and flew to the ground first."
How about eldest sister-in-law jumping from the roof alone?
Go in and save Dongfeng. Besides, the incarnate son waved his hand and said he didn’t explain it. He took it in peace and swept it into the door in a gust of wind.
Leng Mengzhe was lonely and others just wanted to follow him in, but he brought the door with his backhand. Too many people will affect my ability to cast spells. Wait outside.
Uh, I’m so lonely, I almost got my nose caught by the door. Who is this?
Save the boss, Elves, Elves, Elves, An Leng Meng Zhe, pull the lonely dregs and sit on the doorstep together. There’s nothing we can do to help.
Silence dominated the atmosphere after everyone sat down.
I heard it even when I was still breathing.
Quiet can hear the gurgling water in the imperial garden.
Quiet makes people feel scared and have fear.
At Leng Mengzhe, the little cold slag finally took the lead in breaking this difficult silence.
grace
You must have encountered many dangers this time.
grace
You must have seen a lot of strange things, right?
grace
Okay, stop talking. Leng Mengzhe shook his head in distress and boredom, and his eyes were bloodshot. I know what you want to ask, but don’t talk now. Let me be quiet, please.