The Death of Su Luo 6

After the little divine dragon absorbed the devil soldiers that had turned into a cloud of spiritual mist, his entire small body was like being drunk, and he was staggering in Tai Chi.

Su Luo was speechless for a moment.

At this most critical moment, why was the little dragon drunk? Without it, she wouldn't have looked for the Fire Source Stone.

The little Shenlong tilted his body and fell directly into Su Luo's arms, his little belly bulging and falling into sleep.

Su Luo spread his hands.

Even more pitiful than her are the devil soldiers on the ground.

They were clearly made of the mist. Originally, they came back from the dead, endlessly, but when they were sucked by the little dragon, they disappeared forever.

Su Luo couldn't help but express his deepest sympathy for the demon soldiers in this devil's cave.

I hope that when they go out, this is still the best place for the cultivation of the major families.

Stuffing the drunken little divine dragon into the space, Su Luo's expression became a little cautious.

Originally, with the little dragon by her side, it would always alert her to danger, but now she is the only one, so she can only be more careful herself.

The spiritual power in Su Luo's body brewed at this moment, her body gradually tensed, and a powerful force swam around her limbs.

Su Luo searched for a long time on the periphery of the main hall, but did not find the fire source stone, so he went deeper.

After walking for a short time, her steps stopped.

Because she saw that at this moment, the fairy of Yaochi was sitting on the swing made of the curtain, condescending, and squinting at her arrogantly.

There was a hint of disdain in her gaze with indifference.

In a vast temple.

The roof and its surroundings are inlaid with countless night pearls, illuminating the depths of the main hall as bright as day.

Countless gorgeous colorful curtains flutter in the wind, dancing gracefully.

The Yaochi Fairy sat on a high place, looking down at Su Luo arrogantly.

Su Luo stood below, his hands around his chest, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and glanced at the Yaochi Fairy.

After a while, Fairy Yaochi finally spoke, her voice was cold, with an innate arrogance: "Su Luo, do you know the way?" I really hate you. ”

Fairy Yaochi, who had always pretended to be gentle and kind in front of people, looked at Su Luo with disdain at this time, and did not hide her disgust.

Su Luo smiled faintly: "It's okay, anyway, I hate you too, each other." ”

Fairy Yaochi frowned, and then sneered: "With your strength, you are not afraid that I will kill you?" ”

Su Luo smiled a little flamboyantly: "Kill me? Aren't you afraid of ending up with Li Aoqiong? ”

Li Aoqiong descended from the first order of the ninth order to the fourth order, and now he is the laughing stock of the entire continent.

A trace of resentment flashed in Fairy Yaochi's expression, she clenched her fists, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes: "Very good, since you are looking for death yourself, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

"Well, don't worry, my spirit pet won't be polite to you." Su Luo smiled faintly and looked at her for a long time.

It's a pity that at this time, the little divine dragon didn't feel the danger of the little master at all, it snored in Su Luo's space, and slept very sweetly.

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I haven't written about falling to death yet, so it's a pity......