From the first time he saw Luo'er, he knew it.

Walking through the entire ruins, Ling Luo saw the gray-headed Ling Luo, and the cheap dragon lying on his back with golden needles on his stomach.

"Luo'er."

Xuanyuan Yu called softly, then stepped forward, stretched out his hand, gently wiped the dust off her face, and said, "Was it smashed?" ”

"Nope." Ling Luo shook his head and took a deep breath, "I'm really by this cheap dragon." ”

"Don't be angry." Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, patted her back gently, and comforted, "I'll help you teach him a lesson." ”

"Hey, hey, you wife and slave, how can you help Xiaoluo deal with the emperor, do you have a little conscience!" The cheap dragon waved its claws and roared unpleasantly.

Xuanyuan Yu turned his head, and an extremely cruel light suddenly burst out from his eyes like a black hole, and said coldly: "I see, you don't want those thirteen soul caves." ”

The hair on the cheap dragon exploded all of a sudden, and he hurriedly said: "Don't don't don't, there is something to say, there is something to say!" ”

Xuanyuan Yu stared at the cheap dragon coldly, the corners of his lips hooked up an extremely awe-inspiring arc, and said, "The guy who bullied Luo'er, I have never had anything to say to him. ”

"Don't!" The cheap dragon jumped up all of a sudden, pulled out all the golden needles on his stomach in one go, rubbed to Xuanyuan Yu's side with a disgraced face, stretched out his claws, and patted his sleeve gently, with an extremely flattering smile on his face, "Hehe, you are Xiaoluo's husband, who are we with whom, don't be so stingy, how can you take back the promised good things, you say?" ”

Looking at the two gray meow paw prints that suddenly appeared on the clean sleeves, the corners of Xuanyuan Yu's eyes twitched fiercely, and he glanced at the cheap dragon with an extremely disgusted gaze, his thin lips moved slightly, and he spit out an extremely cold word: "Dirty." ”

The dragon's claws froze, and so did the flattering smile on his face, as if it had been hit hard.

Xuanyuan Yu suddenly had an extra garbage bag in his hand, he stretched out a hand, lifted the skin on the back of the dragon's neck, and threw him directly into the garbage bag.

"Luo'er, let's go, go to my room."

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a big hand, grabbed Ling Luo's shoulder, and pulled him towards the outside of the courtyard.

Xuanyuan Hong still maintained the posture of sitting limply on the ground, watching Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu's distant backs, his pupils widened in horror, and his mouth muttered: "Impossible...... When pigs fly...... Something must have gone wrong......"

It's night.

Dawn had not yet come, and the sky had sunk into utter darkness.

Xuanyuan Hong stood in his bedroom, his hands quickly sealed, and a golden formation pattern was outlined in midair.

Soon, a mirror was sacrificed.

Looking at the extremely beautiful figure that appeared in the mirror, Xuanyuan Hong called out very respectfully: "Lord Yangyue, Your Majesty has something important to do!" ”

"What's the matter, in the middle of the night, you still don't let people sleep?" Xuanyuan Yangyue looked extremely tired, still wearing pajamas and robes, and her eyes were half-squinted and couldn't be opened.

"Back to the county lord, the wind missed, and his hands were cut off by Ling Luo, and he is now imprisoned in the water prison of the third county palace."

"What did you say?" Xuanyuan Yangyue's eyes suddenly widened, and he was completely sleepy, and even his voice became extremely sharp, "Impossible, he has never missed hiss!" ”