Chapter 382: Let's Go!

Those eyes were not discovered by Feng Liuli, but flashed and came to another place in the underground palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even such a heat wave failed to invade here, indicating that this is a special place, at least, the coolness means that this place is absolutely protected by wind glass.

Soon, the owner of the eyes figured out that there was a sleeping young master, the grandson of the Demon Venerable, Mingtong, the whole hall was as cool as water, and the sleeping child in the Flying Eagle Xiangyun tent looked like he was about five or six years old, with slender bones and strange pale skin.

But there were no other scars other than that, that is to say, the red lotus fire that burned with jade back then failed to leave a trace of scars on his body.

The eyelashes fluttering between breaths made the child's pale little face look much more vivid.

This kid is alive and well! That...... Then there is a great chance that she is alive too!

After seeing all this with his own eyes, the owner of the eyes inevitably shook in his heart, and the exercises were suddenly chaotic, and his eyes disappeared from the Futu Realm.

On the Lingyuan Peak of the Yuanding Continent, the residence of the old head has been rebuilt, and now the person who lives in it is not the current head of the real person, but the only true dragon god on the mainland, Ao Suo.

If anyone can take a look at his Dan room, they will definitely be fascinated by the scenery there, two large screens placed in front and back, the first one is a single piece of ice crystal made of water, perfect without a single blemish, and the latter is inlaid with countless transparent and flawless white crystals.

Behind those two screens, there is a constantly rotating pearl emitting multicolored light, and the two screens reflect each other, casting a beautiful light in the human eye.

And the dragon god himself was red with a pair of swollen eyes, a mouthful of blood in his mouth, helplessly looking at the clean and tidy environment around him, after all, he felt that it was difficult to clean, and swallowed the salty blood again, he himself was disgusted to the core, and coughed slightly.

"Brother Ao, Brother Ao, are you okay?" The voice was high, like a flock of baboons suddenly running in the quiet jungle. The wooden floor shook, and the sound of thumping shook from the outside to the inside.

The dragon god swallowed the blood that had not yet been swallowed in his mouth, and said helplessly to the visitor: "Ah Fu, walk lightly, and you will soon shatter the ice mirror." ā€

Da Ah Fu saw the person he liked again, his face was full of red light, until he saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was so shocked that he wanted to jump up: "Brother Ao! You're hurt! The big hand greeted the dragon god's face, and he raised the handsome face "gently" with concern to take a closer look.

Ao Suo felt that his neck was about to break, and coughed painfully, only to hear a quiet exhalation sound from the other end of the double screen, and after the voice, a sweet voice came, with joy and a little worry: "Brother Ao, how are you?" ā€

"Youyou, call your sister to come and see, Brother Ao is vomiting blood!"

Ao Suo's brain was buzzing, and his whole head was squeezed between the two soft masses by the crook of his strong arm, and the words "vomiting blood" echoed in his ears endlessly.

Huang Youyi walked out of the screen briskly, glanced at it slightly, and hurriedly sighed and said hurriedly: "Alas, Ah Fu, you let go of Brother Ao, he just suddenly became emotional, so he spit blood, and if he vomits, he will be fine, but if you cover him like this, you will die if you have nothing to do!" ā€

"Ahh Hearing such a serious word as "cover to death", Ah Fu finally knew what she was doing, and the strange feeling of being clubbed by some hard object on her chest made her fat face like a steamed bun red, and she covered her face and ran out with a sigh of shame.

There was another thump, and the screen called the Ice Mirror inevitably cracked out.

Ao Suo sat in place, shook his head but smiled, Huang Youyi also had a smile on his face: "Brother Ao, we finally succeeded." ā€

Ao Suo nodded, but his eyes were even redder.

Yes, they had long felt that Ah Qin was not dead, so they tried to open the streamer door while making this ice crystal peeping array, in order to determine Ah Qin's location, so that the streamer door could be opened in the right position.

Although I didn't see her alive with my own eyes today, I saw the child of Little Douding.

What does sleeping so soundly mean?

They were all unharmed, and the fire five years ago, although it brought a brief separation, did not completely take away the important person around them.

This means that some things can be remedied, and some regrets can still be rewritten, and what an exciting thing!

Just because this thing is too exciting, Ao Suo's small courtyard where he temporarily lives has several waves of people in one day, and the dragon god who has just vomited blood is more fragrant than gluttony in everyone's eyes.

Let Mei Jiu Nuan help send away Mao Mao, who cried and shouted that he was sorry for his eldest brother, and ushered in His Majesty Fengguo Shilan, who "I just sat and didn't speak".

It was easy to persuade His Majesty the lord of the country, Huang Youyi, who wanted to stop talking, Old Man Du, who was smiling, and Hua Suifan, who was anxious, came again.

The stars in this night were exceptionally bright, the mood was comfortable, and the dragon god, who was full of longing for the future, ate two large bowls of rice with the craftsmanship of Hua Fubao, only felt that the air was fresh, and the Lingyuan Peak was full of aura, making people want to climb on the roof to roar twice.

The fat girl Hua Fubao squatted by the well under the eaves and listened, washing dishes and chopsticks while listening, with a satisfied smile on her face.

In the middle of the night, it was hard to suppress the excitement of the dragon god, who lay down, his mind was chaotic, and Fu Bao, who lived in the stove next door, was simple-minded, and slept more soundly when he was in a good mood, and his voice shook the sky.

In the midst of such a breathless snoring, Ao Suo heard a sound of footsteps outside the small courtyard, and his heart suddenly became alert, and he felt that the large number of people who came did not seem to be a villain.

The moonlight poured in through the window, Ao Suo opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the clothes hanging not far away, the clothes seemed to come to life, and immediately wrapped around his jade body.

The door opened, and when he saw someone coming, Ao Suo frowned, and a puzzled light flashed in his ice blue eyes: "Everyone, it seems that it is not the right time, I just fell asleep." ā€

I saw that the courtyard was now full of people, large and small, and the leader, so he lit the torch and looked, oh, isn't that the old man in Dugu's courtyard.

"Oh, my great god, it's all this time, what are you sleeping?" Duguchen said urgently.

Ao Suo thought and tossed for several months, and today is finally a little progressive, how can I save my physical strength to find Ah Qin without sleeping, and glanced at everyone lightly, and the demeanor revealed in his demeanor made those middle and low-level disciples who had no concentration look at it in their hearts.

Now that his strength has recovered seventy percent, he is no longer as thin as before, his face is like a crown of jade, his hair is like black ink, his eyes are like riding a starry sky, and a pair of coral-like dragon horns have long been unable to hide, and they are blatantly erecting above his head at this time.

After the day's great joy, the pair of eyes had let go of regret and only bright hope, and a loose nightgown was lazy.

This is the dragon god who soars in the nine heavens and transcends the Three Realms. They are going to fight alongside such a god!

Many people trembled with excitement in their hearts.