Chapter Two Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Nine

Long Xiaoshan stepped out of Ye Tai's womb.

Next to him is Wen Chengcheng.

The two of them almost came out together, and when they arrived at the door, Long Xiaoshan stopped, looked at the peerless Oiran in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Fairy of Allure, how about going to sit in my palace?"

Wen Tingcheng looked at the sky and said, "Isn't it early?"

Long Xiaoshan flicked his fingers: "It's not too late, isn't the Allure Fairy still afraid that I will do something wrong?"

His Highness laughed, and the Allure City was disturbed. Wen Qingcheng and Long Xiaoshan left together.

At this time, many Tianjiao, who participated in the tea party, saw the back of the two leaving together.

His eyes were all different.

Wen Tingcheng, the famous Oiran of Jinghua, has never heard of who is the guest of the scene, and even the second prince has not taken it down.

Could it be that this newly promoted His Royal Highness Prince Yin will take the lead.

The distance between Yintai's uterus and Yetai's uterus is not too far.

It didn't take long.

The two of them had already arrived in front of the palace.

"Here, fairy, please come in. Long Xiaoshan stretched out his hand and led falsely.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Wen Qingcheng stepped in calmly.

After the two of them entered, they came to the front hall and sat down, and immediately a maid came and brought tea and fruit plates.

Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "All retreat, don't come in without my order." ”

"Yes, Your Highness. The maids on all sides withdrew.

In the entire hall, only Long Xiaoshan and Wen Qingcheng were left.

Long Xiaoshan waved his hand, the two doors were also closed, and the entire hall became a closed environment, Long Xiaoshan stared at Wen Qingcheng with a smile, but did not speak.

Wen Tingcheng's expression was slightly condensed, this kind of behavior was definitely not normal, not to mention that a lonely man and a widow were in the same room.

Immediately, she smiled slightly: "Your Highness, what does this mean?"

Long Xiaoshan got up, slowly walked towards Wen Tingcheng, until he reached her, and then possessed, his two hands on the handle of Wen Tingcheng's chair, his eyes dancing with purple-gold flames.

An invisible coercion permeated.

Wen Tingcheng's face finally changed.

In her eyes, she seemed to see a real dragon high above, majestic and domineering, and the terrifying dragon aura was overwhelming, making her spirit feel stormy.

"What do you mean, what do I mean?" Long Xiaoshan's faint voice resounded through the hall, as if coming from the Nine Heavens, and as if roaring in the soul of Wen Qingcheng.

The Gang Yuan in Wen Tingcheng's body flowed, and his body involuntarily tensed.

She is also in the realm of Jindan, and her realm is higher than Long Xiaoshan, but in the face of Long Xiaoshan at this time, she actually has no sense of security at all.

"Your Highness, I don't understand. ”

"No, you should understand, or you wouldn't be sitting next to me today, say, tell me, how much do you know. The purple gold flame in Long Xiaoshan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The six divine wheels spun violently, and the void trembled.

Wen Qingcheng's face became whiter and paler, and in her eyes, the star trail shone, as if she was resisting the oppression of the terrifying divine soul.

But Long Xiaoshan's six divine wheels, how terrifying is the spiritual power.

Moreover, he has the true meaning of the ancestral dragon, and he also contains the power of the true dragon.

The psychedelic star track in Wen Tingcheng's eyes seemed to be about to collapse and break, she gritted her teeth and said, "Your Highness, don't you have no grace to bully a woman like this?"

Long Xiaoshan smiled indifferently: "Bully, it seems that you don't know me." ”

In the center of the purple-gold flame, there seemed to be a dead gray aura permeating the air, and a blood-colored killing god that spanned the ages seemed to step from the depths of time and space.

Wen Tingcheng felt suffocated.

The suffocation of death.

She didn't expect this man to really not pity the jade at all.

Even she, the peerless Oiran of the city, seems to be just a lamb ready to be slaughtered.

"Stop, I can tell you. "Wen Qingcheng couldn't bear it, the double torture of Long Wei and Silence Killing Qi was enough to destroy anyone's will.

Crash!

The killing intent that penetrated the body faded like a tide.

Wen Qingcheng was like a drowning man rushing out of the river, breathing heavily, still with a sense of horror in his eyes.

For a short time, her clothes seemed to be soaking wet.

Clung to her bumpy body, curvy.

Long Xiaoshan seemed to have completely lost the threat just now, his eyes turned around on Wen Qingcheng's exposed curves, and he smiled slightly: "The fairy has a good figure." ”

"You!" Wen Tingcheng was eager to poke the blind dragon Xiaoshan's eyeballs with a knife.

This bastard.

She immediately turned on Gangyuan and steamed the sweat off her body.

At this time, her expression was indifferent, without a trace of temptation, and she said coldly: "What do you want to know?"

Long Xiaoshan said: "How do you recognize me?" ”

Long Xiaoshan didn't say what he recognized, he knew that Wen Qingcheng would definitely understand.

Wen Tingcheng pointed to his eyes: "Because my eyes are very special, I can see things that many people can't see, such as luck." ”

Long Xiaoshan's eyes narrowed and said, "You can see the luck on me." ”

"Not bad," Wen said, "now you should know why I recognized you." ”

Long Xiaoshan looked at Wen Qingcheng's eyes, he had felt that these eyes were very special before, they were like a vast starry sky, with star tracks running, full of psychedelic colors.

Wen Tingcheng said that he could see luck.

It would not be surprising to recognize him.

He has the luck of the Nine Ancestral Dragons.

It's indelible.

No matter how clever his disguise technique is, he can't even recognize a peak Jin Dan like Huang Fuqi.

But as long as you see luck, you can know that he is a mountain dragon.

Because of the luck of the Nine Zhangzhang Ancestral Dragon, he is the only one.

No wonder Wen Qingcheng would sit next to him that day.

It's just that Long Xiaoshan didn't think about this at this time, he frowned and said, "Like you, are there many people who can see through luck?"

Wen Qingcheng said: "Very little. ”

"Very little, that's all?"

"Of course, after all, the cultivation realm is so big, there are countless strange people, and it is not surprising that they have the same ability, and my father also has this ability. ”

Long Xiaoshan felt even more wrong in his heart.

In fact, it doesn't seem to be a trouble to be seen through that he still has the identity of a mountain dragon.

After all, this identity seems to have a lot of benefits for him.

The youngest Heavenly Dan Master, the first day of the Dan Realm.

The battle of the hidden dragon is the first, and the younger generation is the strongest Tianjiao.

Two identities, either one is enough to shake the world, if a person achieves both at the same time, how amazing it is, and what a huge increase in his prestige.

But Long Xiaoshan understands that there are two sides to everything.

More than enough is too much.

He won the first place in the battle of the hidden dragon and ascended to the position of the crown prince, and he was already hated.

If he is also known as the youngest Tiandan Master in the Dan Realm, I am afraid that many people will wonder what happened to him.

After all, strength can also be used to cover up the past with bloodline fusion.

But the Tiandan Master is not something that can be achieved by bloodline, any Tiandan Master, in addition to talent, also needs a lot of practice, Long Yin has never been in contact with alchemy before, and suddenly became a Tiandan Master.

That's the huge loophole. ()

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