Then, the thing gradually came out of the shadows.

Suddenly, her legs were a little weak, and her whole body leaned against the door, holding her breath.

What about dragons? Lang Kite lowered her head in horror, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Saw......

A small, skinny lizard as thin as a chicken bared a row of small teeth at her.

Lang Kite's face froze, "You let this palace accompany you here?" ”

The Great Zhou people are outstanding, but there are rumors that animals can speak human language, and Lang Kite has also heard some of them. Although it is strange, such a little guy really makes Lang Kite not wary, let alone afraid.

It was a little stunned when it saw that Lang Kite was not afraid of it, but it still tried to maintain a fierce expression, and a mouthful of silver teeth flashed, "Uh-huh." ”

In the next second, it was flicked up by the tail of the kite, and the whirling scene was mixed with the girl's angry voice.

"You little brute also learn from those dog minions, worship high and low! How dare you scare Hongu! Hongu will have a good time with you! ”

It's a nightmare, it has lived for more than a thousand years, and it was actually held in the hands of a teenage mortal girl, first three hundred and sixty degrees Hot Wheels more than a dozen times, and then straightened up and tied in a knot......

Shout!

The kite threw it into the futon in a beautiful position, causing it to drool and drool.

Lang Kite clapped its hands and approached it, only to see it tilting its little head dizzily, and its mouth was reading: "Don't don't come......"

The kite lifted it head-down, and it rolled its eyes feebly, "Die, die, die...... The old waist is about to break. ”

"Tell this palace, this dragon temple is so dilapidated, is someone doing it on purpose?"

Her father asked her to come to the Dragon Temple, presumably just to let her meditate, and when her father was angry, he would ask her to go back.

The Great Zhou Dynasty admired dragons throughout the country, and the dragon shrines everywhere were splendid, not to mention the imperial city.

But this dragon temple is surprisingly dilapidated, it must be a trick played by that slut!

"Little girl! How long has it been since you've been out? It struggled to raise its head to look at the kite, spread out its two small paws, and continued helplessly: "This is what the Dragon Temple looks like today. ”

Lang Kite looked surprised, "Don't the people believe in dragons anymore?" ”

It lowered its head and sighed, "They converted to witch doctors. ”

Lang Kite lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, the doctor is really saving people, and who has ever seen a dragon?" ”

It was so anxious that a pair of small eyebrows flew up, "Who said no one has ever seen a dragon!" You'll see it! ”

It pointed at itself with its little paws, "The old man is a dragon!" The old man is! As long as someone believes in the old man! The old man can regain his strength! You have to believe the old man! ”

Lang Kite stiffened his face and said lightly: "Oh, this palace believes in you." ”

It patted the kite angrily, "Don't believe it! Believe in your heart! Believe in your heart! ”

Lang Kite looked at the little paw that slapped her chest with a gloomy face.

"Stinky rascal!" She threw it back onto the futon so hard that it was bounced high by the soft futon.

"This palace doesn't look like you else, but the dragon sex is quite similar!"

It lay on the futon and looked at the kite, its eyes swept over her knees-length knee-length hair and slender white nails, a symbol of status, and tears flowed down its face.

"It's really the world is getting worse, and the royal woman is so rude and rude, and she was originally counting on the royal help of the old man, but now it seems that ...... It's hard. ”

"Who do you say is rude!"

The little thing turned around and jumped up on the beam, revealing only a pair of eyes to peek at the kite.

Lang Kite walked away angrily, her father wronged her and let her go, even this little thing said that she was not, and she couldn't help but have a sour nose.

It was getting colder and colder in the ancestral hall, and the Lang Kite was huddled in the corner to make a fire, shivering from the cold, it was too humid here, and the firewood could not be lit.

She threw the flint and steel away, and buried her head in her knees in distraught.

The queen mother obviously fell off the cliff and died when she returned to Luan, where did Feng Yi get her mother's ashes?

Thinking of a possibility, Lang Yuan suddenly frowned, could it be that the last time she returned to Luan, Feng Yi began to calculate her mother?