It's strange to say.

Obviously, it was just a control line that was drawn out, but as long as it was where the silk thread passed, Ling Luo could see the surrounding scene clearly.

The crimson thread of manipulation is her eyes!

Awesome skills!

Ling Luo's heartbeat began to accelerate, and his lips hooked up an extremely satisfying arc.

She saw the moon.

I saw an extremely wide lotus pond under the moon, and in the center of the lotus pond was a luxurious and simple pavilion.

And in the center of the pavilion, on the table, is a cheap dragon holding a wine jar and drinking and eating meat.

Beside the cheap dragon, squatting in the plush pure white, holding a small wine glass, babbling in his mouth, he even followed the cheap dragon to learn badly and drank wine.

Ling Luo's eyes lit up, and the crimson control line drawn from her ten fingers moved with her thoughts.

Not the slightest sound was made.

A few crimson lines of control sneaked up behind the dragon from behind, and like slender snakes, they slammed into the bodies of the two of them.

"Babble!"

"Bastard! Who dares to kidnap the emperor! ”

In the exclamation of the two little guys, Ling Luo firmly entangled dozens of ways, completely restraining the cheap dragon.

And then—

Ling Luo's ten fingers were like beating elves, and he began to dance.

The crimson silk threads bound the dragon's four fingers and several other important joints in its body.

"Huh? Top dog? Why are you dancing?! Chun Bai burped loudly, and a pair of crimson eyes suddenly widened, glaring at the cheap dragon in disbelief.

"Bastard! The emperor doesn't want to! But the emperor's hands and feet are not controlled at all, what should I do?? ”

The cheap dragon was so anxious that he was about to go crazy.

The whole body is like a convulsion.,Dancing in a very ridiculous posture.。

Ling Luo was a hundred meters away, an extremely naughty smile was projected in his crystal beautiful eyes, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was like a female demon: "Raise your head, kick your legs, lower your waist, yes - let's go around in circles again." ”

On the table in the pavilion.

"Woo woo - don't go around the emperor! Stop it! Stop it! I'm going to faint! ”

The Mean Dragon let out an angry roar.

But his body was still spinning and turning, one, two, three, ten, fifty......

Finally, at the ninety-ninth lap, the cheap dragon finally couldn't bear it, his feet were soft, and the black haze of fainting in front of him fell down like this.

"Boss! You're dancing and you're dizzy! ”

The pure white chin was about to fall to the ground, the white hair on his body exploded, opened his little wings, flew to the side of the cheap dragon, stretched out two small white claws, and used his strength to feed, carrying him towards Ling Luo's room.

"The hosts! It's over! The boss is crazy! He danced and knocked himself out! ”

Pure white held the extremely heavy body of the cheap dragon and flew in through the open window of the room.

Ling Luo's eyes lit up, and his ten fingers withdrew into his palms and clenched them into fists. The ancient rune in his hand was gone, and the crimson control line was gone.

Her eyes with a wicked smile turned to the dragon, and she leaned back limply, reclining in an extremely lazy posture.

"What's wrong?"

Chun Bai fluttered his little wings, threw the cheap dragon from mid-air, threw it on the soft bed, sighed, and said, "The boss is so fat, too heavy, I am really tired." ”