It was getting late, the bustling crowd in the palace began to become thin, people had their own thoughts, the eunuchs thought about how to win the joy of their masters, the palace ladies longed for the day when they could be looked at by the emperor or a certain prince, the royal guards still stood at the door like statues, their eyes drifted into the distance......

The figure of a lonely person walked in an alley that was neither wide nor narrow, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow very long, showing a bit of loneliness.

Yan Mo has been worried all the way, he can't tell whether Yan Wu's invitation is deliberately wooing him or the Hongmen banquet, he is too cautious, and the only thing that can be heard is his coveting of Shui Yue'er's appearance.

"Was this intentional on purpose, or was it a temptation for me?" Yan Mo lowered his mind and recalled the scene of Yan Wu talking to him.

Thinking about it, he recalled the scene before Yan Mo's death. Once he was inexplicably sent by Yan Tianfu to participate in an auction in the White Tiger Country, as if he was going to bring back a product of fairy grass, what is the name of that fairy grass "Red Tassel Fire Dragon Grass", according to the situation at the time, that fairy grass seems to still come from the Red Flame Fire Dragon.

But Yan Mo obviously didn't believe in this origin. The auctioneer said that he could significantly increase the flame of a person using fire attribute spiritual power, which was still credible, but taking such an immortal grass from a god-level spirit beast obviously made Yan Mo, who had seen the true body of the Red Flame Fire Dragon, feel extremely unreal. Anyone who could glance at it would make it feel offended, let alone pick a fairy grass in front of him.

Thinking of the Red Flame Fire Dragon, Yan Mo still felt a little guilty in his heart, he relied on the dragon clan's incomparable loyalty to the dragon god to forcibly take its dragon ball, and asked for its life, the only hope was to let himself take its child, that is, the fire dragon egg that had not yet hatched.

Thinking of the death of the Red Flame Fire Dragon, Yan Mo's mind drifted to the distant Dragon God Domain, those dragon kings who could ignite their dragon souls for their father, the desolate and sad dragon roar, which one is not a manifestation of the loyalty of the dragon clan...

Just as Yan Mo was indulging in his own world, a hand slapped at Yan Mo, and Yan Mo's body trembled and grabbed that hand with his backhand.

"Ahh Just as Yan Mo wanted to fight back, he looked back and looked at ......

"Feather... Feather coat?" Yan Mo was puzzled for a moment, he still thought that it was the person who the crown prince Yanwu sent someone to harm him halfway, although he didn't believe that Yan Wu dared to do this in the palace, but he had always been vigilant.

"What are you doing, you make me so painful!" Yan Yuyi frowned and shouted to Yan Mo.

"Uh... I thought there was an assassin!hehehe..."Yan Mo scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

"Where are the assassins in the palace, they are so well defended that they can't even fly a fly!" Yan Yuyi said angrily, but Yan Mo's face immediately became strange.

"Ah, I don't mean you're a fly. Yan Yuyi suddenly thought of the last time Yan Mo broke into the West Feather Palace and took her away.

"Hehehe... Feather Cloak came to me, did you miss me, I miss you every day!" Yan Mo's face became fast, and he said seriously.

"Phew! Who misses you! You still miss me, you have such a beautiful wife and still think about me, ugly bastard!" Yan Yuyi said with a small mouth.

"How could it be? Although Yue'er's wife is good-looking, she can't compare to my sister in feather clothes! You don't know how weird that stinky woman's temper is..."Saying that, Yan Mo began to count the falling water, Yue'er, this is not good, that is not good.

Yan Yuyi was coaxed by him and couldn't resist it, took out something from his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay, just your poor mouth! ”

Yan Mo took a ring-like thing with a beautiful blood-red gem on it.

"This is the amulet I've worn on my hand since I was a child, and I'm going to give it to you today. I know that you will definitely do great things in the future, and I hope that this talisman can keep you safe and sound forever. And when you are messing with flowers and grass, when you see this amulet, you can think that you still have someone to marry!" Yan Yuyi said with a smile, and when she said the last sentence, her face also turned slightly red.

Yan Mo took the ring, put it on his right index finger, and then hugged Yan Yuyi and said softly, "I will never forget my promise!"

After a long time, Yan Yuyi gently pushed Yan Mo away, glanced at Yan Mo with affection in his eyes, and left.

Yan Mo looked at Yan Yuyi's disappearing back, looked at the delicate ring on his finger, and then walked back to Yantian Palace.

Yan Mo pushed open the door and shouted into the house, "Wife Yue'er, I'm back!"

There was no response in the house, Yan Mo thought Shui Yue'er was joking with him and shouted with a smile, "Yue'er's wife is coming out soon, otherwise I will beat your little ass!"

Still didn't respond, Yan Mo suddenly felt that the situation was not right, he walked quickly to the side of the bed, and found Shui Yue'er lying on the bed trembling.

"Wife Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" Yan Mo exclaimed as he took a step forward.

Yan Mo just wanted to grab Shui Yue'er's pulse with one hand, but his palm was surrounded by a biting cold, and his face changed and said, "It's so cold!"

Shui Yue'er's face was very pale, surrounded by cold air, her body couldn't stop trembling, and her cherry red lips were now extremely white.

Yan Mo was sure that Shui Yue'er's physical condition was very bad now, he hesitated for a moment, and then turned on the "Dragon Walking" state, and the dragon god aura in his body began to be active, he sat cross-legged beside Shui Yue'er, and began to run the "Dragon Breath Decision", his side was surrounded by a light blue aura, and the pale white cold air emitted by Shui Yue'er formed two distinct realms.

"No matter how much it is!" Yan Mo gritted her teeth and helped her delicate body up with her hand, as soon as she touched Shui Yue'er's body, Yan Mo's palm felt frozen as if she didn't obey the call. The dragon's breath was moving rapidly, melting the biting cold at an accelerated pace.

"What a high-level cold and ice breath!" Yan Mo said in surprise, but the movements in his hand couldn't stop, his right hand was on top and his left hand was down, the nine-colored light radiated from his palm, Yan Mo accelerated and overdrew the dragon god's breath in the dragon god's bloodline, and the nine-colored light in his right hand gradually fused into a light cluster, Yan Mo slapped it to Shui Yue'er's heart, and the dragon breath in his body was quickly dispatched.

The soft touch made Yan Mo lose his mind slightly, but he quickly stabilized his mind again, and transmitted the breath of dragon breath in his body to Shui Yue'er's chest, and the arm that touched Shui Yue'er's body was instantly frozen white by the cold breath, but Yan Mo's face changed slightly, but he didn't want to take it back at all.

As the breath of the dragon's breath was transmitted to Shui Yue'er's body, her face was slightly better, and Yan Mo's solemn mind eased slightly, but suddenly a powerful suction force burst out from Shui Yue'er's body, Yan Mo's heart was shocked, and the feeling of powerlessness instantly spread throughout her body, "He is absorbing my dragon god's breath, how can it be !!"

At this time, the black demon in the chain of the dragon god began to shout, "Xiaoyun, quickly withdraw the dragon god breath, if you continue like this, the dragon god breath in your body will be exhausted." ”

Yan Mo's heart trembled, the dragon god's breath was something he had managed to warm up these days, if it was sucked away at once, not to mention how long it would take to form, it would also cause some damage to his dragon god bloodline, but at this time, it was not that he didn't want to withdraw his hand, but that his hand was firmly adsorbed on Shui Yue'er's chest, and Shui Yue'er opened her eyes, revealing a cold aura in her eyes.

"Ah~~"

Yan Mo groaned, the pale blue aura emanating from his eyes getting weaker and weaker, and his eyes stared at the woman with cold eyes, as if asking her why?

Shui Yue'er's cold eyes looked at Yan Mo like this, not moving at all. Finally, the dragon god's aura gradually dried up, Yan Mo fell weakly, and his consciousness began to disappear.

The Dragon God Chaos Jade hanging beside Yan Mo suddenly sounded a complex voice inside: "Nine Xuan Cold Ice Divine Vein!"