"Tianxin, since we have finished visiting here, let's go back to Tianluo Palace together." Xue Wufang said excitedly.

Mu Tianxin was stunned, and then she hooked her lips and smiled, "Xue Wufang, I have promised you to come here to play with you, and now that I have had enough, I should go back." ”

"But I haven't had enough of you!" Xue Wufang pouted with some dissatisfaction.

Mu Tianxin's blue eyes sank, and he really couldn't reason with the madman, Xue Wufang could do whatever he wanted, there was no reason to talk about it at all.

"Tianxin, let's go." Xue Wufang took Mu Tianxin's hand and was about to leave, but she felt that Mu Tianxin didn't move at all.

The smile on Xue Wufang's face suddenly froze, and a trace of murderous intent in her silver hollow eyes was fleeting.

Xue Wufang looked back and smiled, "Tianxin, don't make trouble, let's go quickly." ”

Mu Tianxin left with her this time, but when she arrived at the door of the cave, Mu Tianxin chose to stay where she was.

"Tianxin, why are you stunned?" Xue Wufang, who was standing on the back of the dead, stared at Mu Tianxin with an indifferent face.

"Xue Wufang, I won't go to Tianluo Palace with you." Mu Tianxin stood quietly in place, looking at the blue sky in the distance, his thoughts had already flown away.

I don't know if Mo Yuye's vinegar jar can calm down......

And at this moment, a black figure suddenly broke into Mu Tianxin's sight.

Mu Tianxin was shocked, she was not mistaken, right? The one that flew this way from the sky...... It turned out to be the Night Dragon, the Night Evil!

Mu Tianxin couldn't help but widen his eyes, standing on the back of the night demon was Mo Yuye in a crimson brocade robe!

"Tianxin, what are you looking at?" Xue Wufang followed Mu Tianxin's gaze, and after seeing the ink feather night that was getting closer and closer, her silver eyes instantly sank.

"Heart!" With Mo Yuye's surprise call, the night demon under him landed steadily beside the deadly one.

"Night!" Mu Tianxin happily rushed towards him, and then threw himself into the other party's arms.

Mo Yuye hugged the person who was rushing closely, and then he gently soothed Mu Tianxin's head.

Those violet Danfeng eyes were full of watery tenderness, and Xue Wufang's face became more and more ugly.

"You, you're actually the extinct Night Holy Dragon?!" Death's stunned gaze at the Night Devil standing quietly beside him, and the voice it came out was a high-pitched female voice.

Although the Night Dragon and the Light Dragon are related, the two races are completely different in size and appearance.

The Night Dragon is a typical oriental dragon,

Serpentine-like, covered in black dragon scales with a faint halo and fins at the end.

The sturdy and short dragon legs, four claws, extremely sharp, the dragon's horns are inky black like deer antlers, and the thin and long dragon whiskers wind and float on both sides of the dragon's mouth.

The Bright Holy Dragon, on the other hand, is a typical Western dragon, with a pair of large white fleshy wings, covered with white dragon scales, as if there is a layer of golden light plated on it.

The forelimbs are short and sharp, and the hindlimbs are thick and steady. The dragon's horns are as sharp and long as the horns of a Tibetan antelope, reaching into the sky.

"So what?" Nightshade glanced coldly at the contract elves who took his life, the master's enemy, his enemy.

Stunned, it would never have thought that the other party would treat it so coldly.

"I, I'm just surprised. Our Bright Holy Dragon Clan is also about to become extinct......" Speaking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed about taking my life.