"If the ancient medicine can't save you, it's your fate." Huang let out a soft voice, holding the dragon horn in her hand, Nima's heart was really dripping blood.

Emperor Wuxie, if you dare to refuse, Huang Qing will take back the cliff without saying a word!

For a person who loves treasures like his life, giving away this dragon horn is really like asking for a phoenix's life.

"Your Highness--" At this time, Yufu spoke, she was afraid that Emperor Wuxian would refuse, and immediately said, "You haven't found your sister yet, you can't give up-"

Emperor Wuxian glanced at her, and then, he stretched out his hand towards Huang Qingwan, "Little one, come here-"

Huang lightly pulled her body and did not move, but Di Wuxian pulled her sleeve and let her sit beside her.

That complicated look really made Huang lightly pull goosebumps all over his body.

"Tian Silkworm Qin Silk, can you give it to me?" Emperor Wuxie's voice was very soft, not in the tone of an order, but like a request.

Huang frowned slightly, slandering the emperor innocent in her heart, you are too dark-hearted, she gave him the dragon horn of the ancient magic medicine, and the emperor is still thinking about her silkworm silk.

"If you can't die, I'll give it to you." Huang Qingwan said, directly stuffed the dragon horn in his hand into Emperor Wuxie's hand, and stood up, "When you are healed, come to me, I will give it to you." ”

The crystal dragon horns flowed with the power of powerful divine medicine, but when he was held in Emperor Wuxie's hand like this, he only felt as if his muscles and bones were being repaired.

Huang Qingwan has turned around and is about to leave here.

Dressed in red like fire, his back was picturesque, and he fell quietly in the eyes of Emperor Wuxie, the heart that was almost desperate and numb, but at this moment, it was beating inexplicably, not only because of the dark red eyes that were very similar to Yuqin.

"Brush--" Before Huang Qingwan stepped out of the Wuji Palace, another black-gold figure flashed in.

With high black hair and spotless body, Di Lianche was like a god of war, overflowing with a little domineering, and stepped in.

Huang Qingwan just rubbed shoulders with him, and Emperor Lian Che's eyes fell on her in an instant, and with just one glance, a strong possessiveness was intertwined in those eyes.

Huang paused his body and glanced at him indifferently.

On that day, she smashed Di Lianche's calf bone, this double-plug prince, I don't know what kind of thunderous appearance it will be.

It's just that today's look really makes Huang Qinglian very unhappy.

She couldn't be more familiar with this kind of look, like a dog seeing a bone, eager to gnaw it all away immediately, and there is not even any scum left.

Of course, she's not a bone.

"The future princess, is it here to earn performance?" Di Lianche stopped his steps and spoke indifferently.

"I'm just here to earn performance, do you have any opinions?" Huang lightly curled the corners of his lips, "I don't know how you will behave, I am really a little curious." ”

"Hehe-" Di Lianche sneered, "Since the quasi-princess is so interested, you will stay and see how this king earns performance." ”

Huang glanced at him lightly, Di Lian Che was already in the realm of kings, if it wasn't for the Heavenly Wolf Clan, he would really be a very strong person.

It's just that among the wolf clan, there are many talents, no matter how powerful he is, that's all.

I saw Huang sneering lightly, "No need, I don't have the heart to care about King Che's affairs." ”

When the words fell, Huang lightly pulled and flew away directly.