"No, you can't." Long Xiaoxiao refused.

Yu Xinglang went berserk.

Bao Qiyue, hehe.

He felt more and more that these two goods were suspected of showing affection!

Duplicity, arrogance or something, Yu Xinglang is not too good.

Bao Qiyue silently got up and went back to the room.

Yu Xinglang asked, "What do you want?" ”

Long Yaoyao rolled his eyes: "I want to take care of you, okay?" ”

"Hehe, I'm a lonely star, I'm a lonely star, and I don't deserve to be raised by a rich girl!"

“……”

Long Xiaoxiao also turned around and went back to the room.

Yu Xinglang looked at the door that slammed shut, and touched his nose: Why did Long Yaoyao's temper get bigger?

The dragon rolled around on the bed in a huff.

Yu Xinglang, this bastard!

Unhappy, unhappy.

Is she not beautiful enough? Why does Yu Xinglang always dislike her?

After the dragon had rolled enough, he sat up melancholy.

Forget it, there is still a big guy in Liancheng, so let's solve it first and then think about anything else.

Long Xiaoxiao laid an enchantment for himself, sat cross-legged, and began to lay his divine sense.

The huge Liancheng is like a miniature map under the dragon's consciousness.

Everywhere he goes, his consciousness expands.

Two quarters of an hour later, Long Xiaoxiao had searched almost the entire city, but had not found any clues about the evil spirit.

Moreover, the places where the yin qi was relatively strong before have also become thinner.

Strange!

Long Xiaoxiao withdrew his senses, and his delicate brows furrowed.

The evil spirit fled from Liancheng so quickly?

But she didn't find any traces of evil spirits around Liancheng.

This made Long Xiaoxiao confused.

No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it will be suppressed by the powerful race.

Her current cultivation is close to that of Emperor Xudu, and it is impossible for evil spirits to escape the pursuit of her divine sense!

Long Xiaoxiao encountered the first problem after waking up.

She was unhappy and tossed and turned on the bed.

What to do?

Long Xiaoxiao pondered for a long time, and regretted that he didn't learn the skills of his father and Wang in the egg back then.

Just when Long Xiaoyao wanted to give up, the ring on his hand suddenly became hot.

Long Xiaoxiao is not afraid of heat and cold, but the temperature of this ring is unbearable for her to take off.

This ring is a soul-fixing magic weapon, and the fragment of the old dragon king's divine soul is inside.

Long Xiaoxiao felt an unusually familiar aura.

Her eyes widened.

The one flew directly into the air, and a wisp of the dragon's remnant soul broke through the blockade of the ring and appeared in front of the dragon.

"Father!" Long Xiaoxiao shouted in dismay.

"Young, you have grown up, my father is really happy, I thought that my son would not be able to break the shell in his life, but I didn't expect that my son became the last hope of the dragon clan." A deep, desolate voice rang out in the room.

"Father, how are you, how are you? Are you still alive, Father? The dragon reached out to touch the old dragon king, but his hand passed through the remnant soul of the old dragon king.

"My son, my father has fallen, you have to take good care of yourself."

"Father, what happened? Why am I left in the dragons? ”

"When the time comes, you'll know everything. The most regrettable thing for my father is that he couldn't watch him grow up and couldn't teach him personally. ”

"Father......" Long Xiaoyao's heart suddenly became sad, and she will never forget how her father once loved her or an egg.

Even if she is considered the weakest chicken by the whole dragon clan, her father's love is still not reduced by half.

But one day, she suddenly fell asleep, and when she woke up again, there was no father in this world!