290.Chapter 290

The woman in the painting boat stood on the bow of the boat and said lightly: "Stupid and filthy human monk! Her voice was unhurried and sounded so beautiful that it sounded like a heavenly sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The voice of the woman on the bow of the boat had just fallen, and at this time, a rough voice in the painting boat lowered his voice and said: "Qing Lord, we have dived into the Star Sea like this, and we have also dived into Tianxing City, what if the high-ranking monks of the human race find out." ā€

Although the voice coming from the painting boat was rough, there was a faint hint of worry in his tone.

The bewitching woman on the bow of the painting boat had the same face as usual, but she snorted coldly and said, "Storm Shark, the bloodline dragon egg was stolen from the sea near you, you can't get out of it, and now is the time for you to serve your life." A few days ago, I saw that you attacked the Terran stronghold in the open sea, fierce and bloodthirsty, how did you get to this Heavenly Star City, but you became timid. ā€

The rough voice in the painting boat coughed and said, "That's different, in the open sea, after all, it's the world of our sea clan." In this Heavenly Star City, those old immortals of the Heavenly Star Sect are very tricky. ā€

The enchanting woman in the painting boat turned out to be the mermaid of the Sea Clan, who turned into a demon cultivating green scales. Many monks on both sides of the Heavenly Star River were unexpectedly unaware that the Transformation Demon Cultivators of the Sea Clan had quietly infiltrated Heavenly Star City by taking advantage of the chaos of dragons and snakes during the Yu Lan Festival.

Qing Liang looked at the tentacles of an octopus in the painting boat and disappeared, "Howling Wind, be careful with your tentacles, don't expose your disguise." ā€

Another indifferent voice in the painting boat said lightly: "Qing Master, you better pay more attention and show your head less." Celestial Star City is the main stronghold of the Terrans, and the chances of encountering the Terran Yuanying Monk are not small. ā€

Qing Liang said lightly: "It's okay, those Yuanying cultivators of the human race won't come out when they are idle." ā€

Qing Liang frowned and changed the topic: "According to the exact news from the inside, the bloodline dragon egg is in this Heavenly Star City, if you can't find the dragon egg, Qing Scale, how to go back to the Sea Clan to explain to the Golden Scale King." ā€

Listening to the soft and gentle voice of the green scales, the whistling wind in the painting boat said: "Oh, is it possible that the dragon egg really arrived in this Tianxing City, but this Tianxing City is so huge, but I don't know where it has fallen, we are looking for it so blindly, isn't it like looking for a needle in a haystack?" ā€

Qing Liang looked at the Fengwu Peak and Rainforest Peak rising from the sky in the painting boat, and the essence of his beautiful eyes flashed: "The power of the Heavenly Star Sect in the Penglai Sea is the largest, and eighty percent of the bloodline dragon eggs are in the hands of the Heavenly Star Sect. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Double Moon Festival, we still have to take a good look, and if there is accurate information, whether it is stealing or robbing, we must take back the dragon egg. ā€

The two shape-shifting demon cultivators, Storm Shark and Howling Wind, who were hidden in the painting boat, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the girl with green scales had a problem with her brain. The Heavenly Star Sect is one of the three super forces of the Terran Alliance, and there are many Yuanying monks in the sect, and it is too risky to sneak into the Heavenly Star Sect, and if you don't get it right, there will be a danger of falling.

It's just that the green scale woman is very assertive, and with the jade edict of the Golden Scale King on her side, the storm shark and the howling wind dare not openly disobey the green scale.

Qing Liang looked at the two giant peaks of Tianxing City in the painting boat, and secretly said in his heart: It was just strange that I actually felt a trace of blood breath, but when I looked carefully, there was no trace, but I don't know why. But it was certain that this bloodline dragon egg must be in Heavenly Star City.

The voice of the storm shark came from the painting boat, "Green Lord, when will we act?" Is it better to observe more in this Heavenly Star City, and then act when the right time comes. ā€

Qing Liang smiled: "Today is the Yu Lan Festival of the Terran Race, and when the Double Moon Festival of the Terran monks begins, the attention of the Terran monks is not here at that time, and we have an opportunity." ā€

Storm Shark laughed dryly and said, "Lord Qing, I have to say that your thoughts are indeed more sophisticated than my old shark. And even the customs and festivals of the human race are inquired about clearly. ā€

Qing Liang smiled charmingly and said: "You two have made a meritorious contribution, and the Golden Scale King will have his own reward at that time, if the two of you disobey the yang and yin this time, the Golden Scale King will also let Qing Liang take the talk, and punish him for several crimes, and he will never be spared." ā€

Storm Shark and Howling Wind listened to the cruel words brought by the Golden Scale King, obviously a little unnatural, and Howling Wind said: "We naturally follow the green lord before and after the saddle, and the death force will be fixed. ā€

Storm Shark also said: "Don't worry, Lord Qing, no matter what my old shark says, I have to think more about this head on my head." Besides, it is also an honor for my old shark to be able to follow the green master to do things. ā€

After seeing that Storm Shark and Howling Wind were loyal, Qing Liang smiled faintly, but no longer spoke, but looked at Tianxing City thoughtfully, and the painting boat walked on the Tianxing River, gradually moving away.

The double moon in the sea area of the stars has been full, the bright and Qinghua, the light is soft, and the willow tops are on the head of the full moon.

The light of the bright moon shone down on both sides of the Tianxing River. The blue waves of the Tianxing River under the moonlight are rippling, and the river is leisurely, but I don't know how many hearts it carries.

On the bank of the Tianxing River, An Xiaowan lightly held the lantern lit by the First World War, and the lantern emitted a soft orange light on her chest.

She silently seemed to be praying, and after a while, she gently put the lantern into the Tianxing River, and slowly flowed into the Tianxing River with the river. Looking at the lanterns gradually disappearing on the water surface of the Tianxing River, the breeze by the river blew An Xiaowan's Luo Shang's hair, she stopped on the bank of the Tianxing River as if she was unaware, and the whole person seemed to be in obsession.

A chuckle came from the evening breeze. Yu Xiaofei's hot and wonderful figure appeared on the bank of the Tianxing River, and with her thin waist twisted, she walked not far behind An Xiaowan, but she also looked at the flowers and lights in the Tianxing River with An Xiaowan.

An Xiaowan didn't turn around, her eyes were still looking at the glowing lantern in the water, but she said lightly: "Why are you here?" Today's Yulan Bimonthly Festival, but here is a quiet place by the Tianxing River, which is not like you. ā€

Yu Xiaofei smiled: "I'll come out to breathe." Xiaowan, there are so many young people from various sects here today, why did you sneak here alone to put out the lanterns, what wish did you make? ā€

An Xiaowan's purple clothes flew in the wind, she was silent for a moment, shook her head lightly, sighed slightly, and said, "I didn't make any wishes." Flowers always bloom, people are always there. ā€

Yu Xiaofei said with a smile: "Xiaowan, giggles, are you thinking about spring, heh, flowers always bloom, people are always there, it's not sad to say." cough, Xiaowan, these young talents who came to Penglai Pavilion today, if you want me to say that the young master of the Tianying Gate, Ying Jinpeng, is not bad, he is cold and arrogant, and he is fascinated. And at a young age, he is already a fake Dan cultivator, and he is only half a step away from Yudan. ā€

An Xiaowan shook her head, looked at Tianxinghe indifferently, and just spit out three words lightly: "Too proud." ā€