Before Mu Ling'er could turn back, a huge dragon head crossed her shoulders and stopped in front of her, the whole black dragon body reflected the armor-like metallic luster under the reflection of the moonlight, the cold scales fit her smooth and soft back, and the potential underwater dragon tail also wrapped around her slender waist at the same time, so that she didn't dare to move

Ming Ze's lazy half-squinted dragon eyes, and his narrow eyes enjoyed Mu Ling'er's unbelievable expression when she saw her.

"Dragon, this is this, Dragon?"

Mu Ling'er muttered inarticulately, "Is this true?"

"But what?"

The huge dragon head moved in front of her, stopping at the position where the two of them were less than half a finger of snort, and the windless dragon whiskers swept over her still stiff side face intentionally or unintentionally, and the warm voice came out magnetically, but Mu Ling'er's delicate body trembled fiercely at this time.

"Can you talk?!"

Mu Ling'er suddenly came back to her senses, and her trembling fingers pointed at Mingze, "Ah! you are! you, you, you, how are you, how are you here, here, here?"

"Huh!"

Ming Ze sneered disdainfully, "It's just a small Huayun Dynasty, why can't I be here, huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling white light instantly emanated from the surface of his dark body, bringing out gusts of night wind that swept across the lake, creating ripples

Mu Ling'er hugged her head in fear, thinking that the killing god in front of her was going to make a big move to clean her up because she said the wrong thing, but the next moment she felt that the tail he wrapped around her waist was gradually letting go

Mu Ling'er turned her head suspiciously, and glanced at it secretly through the gap between her arms.

I didn't feel a breath in my throat, I couldn't spit it out, I couldn't swallow it, I almost choked to death by my own breath, and a pair of eyes were almost stared at by her

Ming Ze tilted his head slightly, a playful smile swayed at the corner of his lips, a pair of narrow willow eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, and the obsidian-like deep eyes were as half-squinted as when he was in his real body, revealing an indescribable mysterious and lazy taste, and the pure black skin in his real body was completely missing at this time, replaced by white and red, blooming with healthy luster skin, which made the black dragon totem on his forehead so obvious. His waist-length long inky hair was scattered behind his back, and the night breeze passed by, and he refused to leave the ends of his hair, dancing at his side with his hair.

"Sue me, who are you. ”

is the so-called: Qianjiao smiled and was born with a hundred charms. Mu Ling'er only felt that her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes could no longer leave the corners of his curved lips, and she opened her mouth almost without thinking about his question

"Little Seven. Mu Xiaoqi. ”

"Oh?" Styx raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Qi?"

Mu Ling'er nodded blankly.

"Then why are you here alone? ”

"I'm not alone. ”

Ming Ze was startled in his heart, his half-squinted eyes gradually tightened dangerously, and his face was still a light smile, but there was no smile in the depths of his pupils, and he forcibly suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and slowly paced two steps towards Mu Ling'er, and continued to ask, "Sue me, who else, who else is with you." ”

"Well, there are a lot of people. She bit her lip and thought for a moment before continuing, "But because it's only a recruit recruited in Lanxiang County, there are only about two hundred people. Much less than the regular army. ”

"Recruits?" "You mean recruits from the Huayun Dynasty?"