The corners of Ling Yue's lips hooked up with a wry smile, and said, "I thought you were thinking about our sisterhood. ”

"Sorry, you're thinking too much." Ling Luo unceremoniously vetoed, "We have never been sisters, you overestimate my kindness too much. ”

Ling Yue stopped talking, sneered, and turned away without hesitation.

From beginning to end, Zheng Du had been standing not far from Ling Luo, with a pair of eyes that were a little abrupt, shining brightly, following her figure closely, unable to take his eyes off.

"Antidote, give us the antidote!" Jing Shu, who was no longer visible, waved her arms in the air, her face full of fear of darkness.

Ling Luo glanced at them lightly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and said with a light smile: "I'm sorry, there is no antidote." ”

With that, she turned and left.

The assessment of the top ten freshmen will start in a few days, and she must step up her cultivation and not have too much spare time to accompany these ill-intentioned people to ink.

After saying goodbye to the robbery, Ling Luo went directly to Yanguang Valley.

Since her soul has worn for thousands of years, she has offended more people than she can count, as for the Jingying and Jingshu sisters, who their master is, and whether they have a wife or not, she doesn't care at all.

The soldiers will block the water to cover the earth, and the bridge will naturally be straight to the bow of the ship.

*.*.*.*.*

Five or six days had passed since that day, and Ling Luo had been indulging in cultivation every day, and he had been able to raise the control range of the Rhinitis Prison from a radius of thirty meters to a radius of forty meters.

The first-order method of the third inheritance has almost been thoroughly understood by her.

On this night, in the small bamboo forest in the backyard of the Xuanzi Pavilion, Ling Luo once again sacrificed the mysterious black stick of the Extreme Fire Inheritance.

"Hell, I've always thought it was weird."

"Tsk, Xiao Luo, you finally remembered this Dragon Emperor, uncle, I am almost bored to death all day long, how did you become a master, you don't cherish your contract beast at all."

"Don't cherish it? You're so wronged. Ling Luo was speechless, "Every day, I will refine a bottle of cherished spiritual liquid, soak the Sealing Fire Bead in it, and nourish your dragon soul. ”

"How can it just be a nourishing spiritual liquid?" A certain cheap dragon began to roar, "Uncle Ben signed a contract with you, and you have to chat with Uncle Ben often, haven't you heard that many contract beasts suffer from depression because they are too lonely, and then become animalistic and do things that cannot be made up?" ”

Hearing this, Ling Luo couldn't help but laugh, and laughed out loud: "I'm really curious, what will a dragon soul look like when it is beastly?" ”

"Roar-" a cheap dragon protested, "It's really forgetful, since you fell in love with that man, you don't pay much attention to Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben is very unhappy!" ”

"Why don't you ignore you?" Ling Luo sighed softly, "Every night, when I enter the Extreme Fire Inheritance Cultivation, don't I always take you with me?" ”

"How is that enough? Twelve hours a day, what you say to me adds up to no more than the time of a cup of tea, but the time you spend with that Xuanyuan Yu is almost more than six hours! ”

"Doom ......"

"Did you say? You say, don't you? Hum! A certain tsundere dragon snorted softly, and the dragon's body writhed vigorously in the sealed fire beads, expressing his loneliness and dissatisfaction, "See you and forget your friends!" ”

Ling Luo wiped the cold sweat from the corners of his forehead, was it really the Ancient Extreme Fire Divine Dragon? Why did she think it was so hairy?