Hearing the other party say this, Ling Luo came back to his senses slightly, this Allure Night Spirit should be the same as Styx Xiche, the old man of Mansha back then.

Styx snorted coldly, raised his head from the stacked movements, and said, "Go back to your underworld, don't make a bad idea!" ”

Allure Night Spirit raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shen Xiche faintly, the corners of his lips curled in an arc of unknown meaning.

"Lady of the Nightling, do you want tea?" When meeting for the first time, some basic etiquette is still indispensable.

The expression on the face of the Allure Night Spirit was a little surprised, and then, as if he had figured out something, a helpless wry smile crossed his face.

"You must have forgotten that before, I poured you tea." She looked confused.

Ling Luo understood that she was talking about Mansha.

"The past is the past, and people cannot live in the past forever." Ling Luo's expression was indifferent, the corners of his lips hooked a shallow arc, he personally poured a cup of tea, and handed it to the Allure Night Spirit, "No matter what Mansha was like before, now I'm just an ordinary little woman named Ling Luo." ”

Allure took the tea from Ling Luo's hand at night, put it to her lips, took a sip, stared at her with burning dark red eyes, and said, "You are not destined to be ordinary." ”

Your existence is a danger.

This sentence was put in the heart of the night spirit of Allure.

The cheap dragon shook its fluffy black meow tail, took a cat's step, and rubbed against the side of the night spirit of Allure, and a pair of red black eyes narrowed squinted squirrelly, like a crescent moon.

"Hi, beauty~"

The cheap dragon was very shameless and rubbed her body on the side of the legs of the Allure Night Spirit, and often the tail curled up her slender white ankles that were exposed, intentionally or unintentionally.

The moment the night spirit saw the dragon, her beautiful eyes crossed a different color, she squatted down, stretched out a hand coated with alizarin red danko, and gently stroked the soft cat hair on the dragon's back.

"What a nice dragon." The Night Spirit of Allure couldn't help but exclaim, "It's much stronger than the gluttonous one raised by the Stygian Xiche." ”

Hearing the praise of the beauty, the cheap dragon suddenly became proud, and the good self-feeling instantly swelled a thousand times.

The cheap dragon raised his head very proudly, spewed out two tubes of hot gas from his nose, and dragged: "That is, gluttony can be regarded as the grandson of this emperor at most, and compared with this emperor, it is naturally 108,000 miles behind. ”

The corners of the lips of the Allure Night Spirit hooked a bewitching arc, but her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was a little melancholy: "It's a pity that your horns and wings are lost, and your strength is not complete." ”

The smile on the dragon's face paused.

The look of pride was no longer there, and even the proud tail was drooping.

He stretched out a black meow claw and touched his head, where two mighty dragon horns were indeed missing.

It's just that he doesn't remember.

Where did I lose the dragon's horns and wings?

Allure Night Spirit stroked the hairy head of the cheap dragon as if comforting, and said, "The underworld is full of eyeliner from all walks of life, I can dismantle someone to help you find it." ”

The cheap dragon raised his head, his red black eyes were full of crystal light, and his eyes were a little excited.

"Beauty, you're such a good person!"

"Hehe, good man......" Allure Night Spirit lowered his head, the corners of his lips curled with a touch of self-deprecation, and muttered, "I hope I'm a good person." ”