Ying Long woke up in a daze, only to find that he was in an empty room, tied tightly by seven-colored silk, half-hanging in the air, and his heart was very angry.

"Dragon—Shattered Clouds!"

Those women obviously underestimated Ying Long's mana, how could this colored silk bind him! They were torn apart and scattered, Ying Long fell to the ground steadily, patted his head, and couldn't remember when he fainted

"Dragon—Dragon's Arm!" "Dragon—Nine Dragons Diamond!"

He held the air drill, majestic, kicked the door far away, went out to look, only to find that he was in the third floor of the attic, and many men and women below heard the loud noise of the door, and looked up at him in horror

Ying Long shouted: "It's none of your business, get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the men rushed forward and fled in a hug, and there were only seven women left in the hall, but they did not look at him, wipe the table, sweep the floor,

"Qing'er, go and close the door!"

The red-shirted woman commanded, Liu Qing'er raised her head and glanced at Ying Long, then got up and closed the door, the door closed with a "click", and the room was quiet

Ying Long glared angrily, jumped down, and the ground shook violently, but the seven women seemed to be glued to the ground, and they didn't shake for half a minute

The redwood woman called Yuha, she put down the work in her hand, slowly raised her head, and it was the pair of soul-piercing eyes, Ying Long secretly screamed that it was not good, and she turned her head to not look,

"If I don't look at it, you can't help me!"

The woman let out a long sigh, tears welling up in her eyes, and landed at her feet with a "tick".

Ying Long only listened to this "ticking" sound, like the light trembling of the clock minute and second, which was continuous in his ears, and suddenly sleepiness hit, his body swayed, he settled down, and shouted roughly

"I'm not fooled, I-absolutely can't!"

But the sleepiness was hard to get rid of, his eyelids fought frequently, he raised his right arm qi drill, stabbed into his left arm, golden dragon blood gushed, the pain of drilling his heart hit, and his sleepiness disappeared suddenly

Yu Ha's face changed suddenly, and when he saw the golden blood underground, he said angrily:

"How did we provoke you dragons? You're going to come here and kill us!"

"I'm here to find my uncle, but you ask that girl!" Ying Long knew that if he recklessly raised his head, the redwood woman's illusion was really powerful, and once he was hit, he was afraid that his life would be difficult to protect, so he kept looking down at the ground, and his fingers were scratched, "You also tied me to the house-"

He took turns pointing, sometimes to the table, sometimes to the chair, and the woman in the red shirt followed his finger and laughed at his stupidity

Yuha: "Raise your head, I don't use spells—"

"I don't believe it!" Ying Long stubbornly lowered his head

"If you don't lift it, you don't lift it" (woman in purple shirt)

"It's just that a big man can't get along with us weak women, it's really not ashamed!" (woman in yellow shirt)

"It's still from the dragons!

Ying Long's face flushed, thinking that he was angry for a while, how could he not get along with the woman, and used the "air drill", hurriedly took back the air drill, and bowed

"That's it, I'm rude and disturbing the girls, I'll go-"

He was about to get up and leave when a soft call came from behind him

"Don't go!"

It was Liu Qing'er who spoke

Ying Long was familiar with this voice, it was the woman just now, in a hurry, she also forgot to avoid the "soul-snatching eyes" that should be hiding from the rain, turned around suddenly, and pointed at Liu Qing'er, "Yes! It's her-"

"Qing'er, is that you?"

Liu Qing'er nodded and stopped talking

Yuhao: "Childe, what do you want?"

Ying Long looked around the room, six pairs of eyes stared at him, he still felt that it was good to bury his head, scratched his head, and said

"I-I'm not good, I'm too stingy, I'll go!"

That Liu Qing'er raised her head, her face flushed, and she shouted, "No, you can't go-"

This can confuse Ying Long, and asked

"What else is going on with you?"

"Aren't you looking for Xiaoyaozi? I know, don't you go-"

"That's right, what about Uncle Shi? I'm looking for him—"

When everyone heard that they were looking for "Xiaoyaozi", they all looked at Yu Hao, and Yu Hao's face was a little blushing, and his voice trembled lightly:

"Looking for him? I—how do I know, see what I do!"

"Childe, you really found the right person, if you call Uncle Xiaoyaozi, then do you know what to call her?"

Ying Long was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and asked

"What's it called?"

"Auntie-" She was about to say, a touch of red silk covered her face, and for some reason she couldn't stop laughing, and hurriedly changed her words, "Sister spare your life, sister spare your life-"

The red silk was withdrawn, Ying Long also understood, he walked over slowly, and Yu Hazy shook his hand and retreated

"Don't come here, I don't know—"

Ying Long was stunned for a moment, and his footsteps didn't stop leaning over again

"Come here again, I'll use a spell! I use it—I use it!"

"Sister Yuxiao, something big happened in Jiuxiao Palace, Shizu asked me to invite my uncle to come, how many Jiuxiaozi's lives are connected here, my sister must help me!"

The woman's face turned even redder, and she wagged the thin fan in her hand and muttered softly

"He, he only came at night—"

There was a burst of laughter in the hall, and the woman threw away her fan in shame, and the red silk fluttered in the hall in an instant, and the red silk fluttered in the middle of the room, and they all withdrew into a room, and the door of the room "clicked" shut

The women laughed and dispersed, only Liu Qing'er stayed, she walked in front of Ying Long, and was about to hold Ying Long's arm, but she felt that it was inappropriate, and retracted her hand, the two just lowered their heads and did not speak

Ying Long: "Thank you, girl—"

Liu Qing'er pouted, the clothes he was wearing today fit properly, and he could no longer see the appearance of the Qinglou woman

"I don't want you to thank you! I want you-" Liu Qing'er couldn't continue, turned around and left with a wry smile, and she shouldn't have said the rest of the sentence, and she couldn't bear to say it

"What's the use of saying it? He must refuse, rather than being embarrassed at the time, it is better to endure it now-"

She was thinking, tears fell, but her mana was low, and those tears did not have the illusion of rain, who would be infatuated with her?