Empress He has been feeling a little uneasy recently, because although her money has been remitted through that chapter sweet potato.

However, she has too much money, so much that there is nowhere to put it, if she puts this money in the bank, of course it is very good, this is very wrong between Tang Zhaozong and Tang Zhangwei, if there is a war, her own money will be confiscated and confiscated, Queen He waited for so many years to wait for an opportunity and earn so much money.

However, only by placing this money there can she be completely reassured, and Queen He has never figured out this problem.

In fact, Fei Xuechun and Tang Zhangwei would not do this, because in their minds, money is just a resource.

Shuanghua hurriedly grabbed him.

"Sit tight," he said gleefully, "we're almost there." ”

"I want to go back to the city," Ling Sifeng said mournfully, "I want to be 'down to earth'!" ”

"I don't know if the dragon can fly all the way to the stars." Double spending

Thoughtfully said, "That's great......

"You're insane." Lingsi said solemnly. The tourists did not answer. The wizard poked his head in, horrified to see that Doubleflower was looking up at the fading stars with a strange smile on her face.

"Don't even think about it!" Lingsifeng threatened.

The person you're looking for is talking to the Dragon Maiden. Long said.

"Huh?" Shuanghua agreed, still looking at those faint stars.

"What does it say?" Ling Sifeng asked anxiously.

"Oh, yes, it's Heron." Shuanghua said, "I guess we can catch up." Now, down! Fly lower! ”

The wind was fierce and screamed, and Ling Sifeng opened his eyes—perhaps blown away by the wind—and could not close them.

The flat top of Wermburg was getting closer and closer to them, and it looked very shaky. Then the world turned upside down, and the surrounding area turned into a rapidly receding green field. The sparse woods and fields resemble patches that move in patches. There was a silver gleam on the land, perhaps a river gushing out of the edge of the plateau. Ling Enfeng had been trying to get this memory out of his mind, but the memory liked to linger, scaring away other things in Ling Sifeng's mind, and destroying enough parts of his brain.

"This time, I think you have a weapon." Riesa said.

Heron slowly took the glass, grinning like a Halloween pumpkin.

The dragons around the battlefield began to howl wildly, and the dragoons looked up. A green mass flashed across the battlefield, and Heron was gone.

The glass stays in the air for a moment and lands on the steps. After that, a drop of wine spilled.

This is because, the moment he gently pulled Heron into his claws, the big dragon Nelliz temporarily harmonized the rhythm of his body movements with Heron. The level of time and space is actually only a rudimentary level, and the level of imagination is much more complex, and the result is that Heron, who is in a static state and is majestic, instantly becomes Heron, which is speeding at eighty miles per hour.

The process of change had no side effects - of course, a few drops of wine was lost, and to the annoyance of Riesa, she screamed and summoned her own dragon. As soon as the golden dragon appeared in front of her, she jumped up, still naked, and snatched a crossbow from the guard on the side. Then, she soared into the air. The other dragoons also rushed to their respective mounts.

The general adviser had a foresight and had already cautiously hid behind a stone pillar and watched the pot of porridge on the battlefield. At this very moment, an early psychiatrist in the adjacent universe had just come up with a theory in his head, which had entered the mind of the general counsel at the intersection of the universes. This leak between the universes may have gone both ways, and the psychiatrist in the adjacent universe suddenly felt that he had seen a girl riding a dragon. The General Counsel smiled.

"Do you want to bet she can't catch him?" Grecha's voice sounded in his ears like a reptile or a grave.

The general counsel closed his eyes and swallowed hard.

"I thought you were already in the underworld, my lord." He said with difficulty.

"I'm a wizard!" Grecha said, "The sorcerer must be killed by the Grim Reaper himself. And, aha, it looks like the Grim Reaper isn't here at this time......"

Let's go, shall we? Death asked.

Death rode on a white horse, flesh and blood, but with blood-red eyes and fire-breathing nostrils. He stretched out a white bone palm and grabbed Grecha's soul from the air, clumping together until it turned into a blinding point of light. He swallowed it.

Then, he kicked the spur, and the horse flew into the sky, sparks erupted from under his hooves.

"Lord Grecha!" Another universe flashed past him, and the old advisor called softly.

"This trick is too despicable!" The voice of a wizard was heard. It was just a wisp of sound that faded away in the endless darkness.

"My lordship...... What does the Grim Reaper look like? The old advisor asked timidly.

"I'll tell you when I've researched it clearly." The breeze sent a faint sound.

"Okay." The General Counsel replied in a low voice, then suddenly remembered, "Please tell me during the day, please." He added.

"You two bastards!" Heron yelled in Nelitz's front paws.

"What did he say?" Ling Sifeng also roared. The dragon broke through the clouds and flew straight into the sky.

"Didn't hear me!" Shuanghua shouted in reply, her voice blown away by the wind. The dragon tilted slightly, and he saw the toy-like Weilm Castle spinning below, and a group of creatures chasing after him. Neliz flapped her wings arrogantly, whirring in the wind. The air is getting thinner. The eardrum of the double flower "poofed", and this is already the third time.

The leader of the group of pursuers, he noticed, a golden dragon flying. Someone rode on it.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ling Sifeng asked anxiously. He took a few long breaths of wind before he spoke, and the air seemed to have been purified in some strange way.

"I'm almost king, and when the time comes, you two bastards will have to fuck me off, and then ......" Heron gasped, the cold, thin air seemed to suck life out of his strong chest.

"What's going on—what's going on here?" Lingsifeng grunted. A blue light appeared in front of his eyes.

"I don't know ......" Shuanghua didn't finish and fainted.

The dragon is gone.

Within seconds, the three of them continued to ascend. Shuanghua and the wizard present a bizarre picture: the two sit back and forth, their legs spread out, but there is nothing under their crotches. Then, the gravity of the saucer-shaped world, which was caught off guard for a moment, woke up and grabbed them.

At that moment, the dragon of Riesa rushed over, and Heron fell heavily on its neck. Riesa leaned over and kissed him.

I can't remember the specific details. He fell down, his hands still tightly wrapped around Shuanghua's waist. The saucer-shaped world becomes a small circular map nailed to the sky. It didn't seem to be moving at this moment, but Lingsfeng knew that it was—

(End of chapter)