After a stalemate for a while, the figure of the South China Sea Dragon King suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar, spun rapidly, and there was a soft "bang", black smoke filled the air, and a figure walked out of the black smoke.

He had a graceful attitude, his feet did not move, and he was good at the tip of the wave, and the wave slowly came rushing in.

No, it's "her".

A woman, with an extremely fair complexion, was almost transparent white against the short robe of scales that shone with a black oily light. The neckline of the sleeveless bandeau is extremely low, and her figure is plump, and you can see the deep cleavage on her chest, which is provocative. The long fiery red hair fluttered on his head, like a flame flying, and like a group of snakes dancing wildly.

Her eyes are extremely strange, she can't see what color it is, it seems to be very ordinary, but there are countless mysteries lurking. Looking at her face, I felt that this woman was sinking into the fish and geese, and she was peerless, and at the same time, I felt that she was ugly and miserable.

She seemed to be laughing, she seemed to be crying, she seemed to be gritting her teeth, and she seemed to be smiling. Somehow, her snow-white and smooth skin didn't seem to have the slightest touch of skin, but rather like smooth and hard marble, and it seemed to be constantly dissolving, and at the same time constantly reforging, dynamically alternating life and death, but it was completely frozen and still.

I quickly looked away, what kind of weird magic is this? She just walked over with a blank face, my emotions were already fluctuating, and there was a slight sour feeling in my nose. But Feng Jianqing seemed to turn a blind eye to her, and his fierce sword intent was not affected in the slightest.

The dragon king stepped to the beach, a stone's throw away from us, and the waves retreated.

She said slowly: "We want to make peace." ”

The voice is a normal female voice, but it is full of dark temptation, and the words are inaccurate, as if she has not spoken for a long time, and it is like a child's beginner's language, and she speaks stiffly and jerky.

Feng Jian said coldly: "I want to hear about it." ”

The Dragon King said, "I want to talk to that girl." ”

"No, I can't. Feng Jianqing refused, hugging me a little tighter.

I said, "Why are you talking to me? Why not?"

The Dragon King shrugged: "Young man, the murderous aura on your sword is too heavy, and if I come alone, my anger will inevitably lose to you." Peace talks must be fair. ”

"Fair?" Feng Jian snorted coldly, "Then she was alone at the time, and when she first came to the beach, you shot at her, which is fair?"

The dragon king's eyelids rolled, and his strange eyes looked directly at me: "Just because the two of you have the purpose of slaying the dragon, we are just the first to strike." ”

She didn't wait for me to answer, and said directly to Feng Jianqing: "But now we think there is a possibility of peace talks." As soon as this sword comes out, you will see blood, no matter what your purpose is, the sword is not unsheathed, we are not willing to give up the possibility of peace talks, the dragon race is not a war-thirsty race. ”

Oh, it's not a warlike race, so don't fight when you're not sure of victory······

She spoke for a long time, and she gradually became fluent, but the rhythm and frustration of her speech were very different from ordinary people, as if she was singing an ethereal but dark ballad with a strange rhythm.

The dragon king saw that the wind sword was clear and did not answer, and said: "I know that your sword is not out of the sheath, just for your little lady." The hurricane has exhausted our minds, and you will succeed in your shot, but if you only make a move, the other of us will take your little lady's life first. Therefore you dare not make a move, but therefore we do not dare to move, but since I have seen me in human form, my spells have been greatly reduced, is it not enough to show my sincerity?"

What a mess, what is the little lady who is always a little lady?

Feng Jianqing groaned and didn't answer, I knew that what the Dragon King said must be the truth, so after weighing it slightly, he said, "Yes, then I'll talk to you." ”

I gently broke free of his arm, and Feng Jianqing said, "You, are you really okay? You fainted just now······

I grimaced and pretended to laugh lightly, "Who said that? I just fell asleep." ”

The words are always beautiful, but I am really scared in my heart, and I slowly walk towards the dragon king step by step, and I know that there is nothing abnormal, so I am a little relieved.

Feng Jian said in a deep voice: "If you hurt her hair, I will cut you with a thousand knives." ”

The Dragon King smiled coldly and did not answer.

I was facing the dragon king, and there were many bright silver patterns on her face, which were not obvious on her snow-white complexion, but when she moved slightly, the patterns would flash a fiery red light, and the bright yellow with a slight flame on the edges would flash away.

The Dragon King said lightly: "Our conditions are very simple, help us pass on a word, kill a person, and we will leave." The grievances between you and me have also been written off. ”

“······” I was stunned for a long time, and finally decided to ask what I thought was a more serious question first, although one person is not much, but I can't be so careless about human life, "Who?"

The dragon king's eyes flashed with deep resentment, this was also the first time she showed human emotions, there was no trace of emotional fluctuations in her quiet tone, but the hidden hatred made me shudder: "You should have heard of her, her name is Green Ran." ”