Chapter 8: Rejoicing in Enemies (I)
The fourth senior brother wanted to say something, but was blocked by the senior brother.
Lu Song laughed when he heard this: "The two immortals don't have to worry about the dragon king, they can see the things around them.
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The senior brother reacted quickly and saluted: "There is Lao Long King, you can help ......."
The Dragon King rolled his eyes at Lu Song, and said to the two brothers, "It's easy to say, this king can also read the surrounding things, not all the things of Zhou Tian, and he can also inform the people around him."
Yubi Dragon King led a group of people to the location, Peony was about to go back to the cave with a lotus leaf filled with water, but saw Lu Song and the group rushing to the cave, Peony turned around in time and took a few steps back to hide.
After the group entered the cave, the senior brother and the fourth senior brother saw the seventeen and two people who were unconscious on the ground shouting quickly, his face began to turn blue, his good-looking brows wrinkled into the shape of "Chuan", and from time to time he made a soft * sound, he tried his best to control himself, and gently pressed his abdomen with his hand to alleviate the pain... The senior brother gave the little junior brother a pill and used his spiritual power to heal his injuries. Seventeen gradually regained his senses, and opened his eyes slightly. Senior Brother said: "How is Seventeen, is it better?" Seventeen opened his eyes in a daze, blinked a few times, regained his vigor and lifted his spirits, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother, I'm much better." The senior brother nodded and said, "Then let's go back quickly and resume our lives."
Seventeen was about to get up when he suddenly saw a piece of cloth on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and he secretly held the cloth tightly in his hand.
Stumbling and stumbling, he barely walked with the support of the fourth senior brother.
The Dragon King ordered his soldiers to keep the beast in the water prison of the Dragon Palace.
The three brothers said goodbye to the dragon king Lu Song one by one: "There will be a period later." ”
The Dragon King looked at Lu Song and smiled: "I said Brother Xian, I haven't seen you so uninhibited and funny for many years, hahahaha......"
Lu Song returned to his former lazy and elegant appearance, his voice was gentle with a hint of masculinity, and he smiled uninhibitedly: "Okay, my big brother, don't make fun of me anymore, my alcohol addiction is strange again, hurry back to the Dragon Palace and entertain me." ”
The dragon king smiled happily, pointed at Lu Song with his finger and shook his head again and again, and Hair Ke quipped: "You, you ......"
Lu Song and the Dragon King had a great conversation, and they chatted a few more words on a whim.
Lu Song found the peony and introduced the peony to the dragon king.
The Dragon King was already aware of the surrounding affairs. praised Peony's heroic and fearless behavior at a young age. When you come to the Dragon Palace, the scene that imprints on your eyes is deeply attracted by the peony.
Hidden ancient cave in the depths of the cloud root, slowly Lianbi practiced into the Dragon Palace.
A water is secluded through the sky, and Wanbin is intoxicated in the drawing.
The jade flying qiong hanging spring is beautiful, and the mountains and peaks are stacked on top of each other.
Gather water into the abyss to add good color, and like to be more open-minded.
Enter the dragon hall in the dragon king into the main seat, Lu Song sits on the side, and the peony position is behind Lu Song. Facing the delicious food in front of them, Lu Song and the Dragon King still had a good drink. Peony eats by herself, although there is a huge age difference between Lu Song and the Dragon King, but the two are inseparable friends! Peony watched the two chatting about the world, talking about life, and felt that he had no excuse to leave.
Out of the Dragon Palace, the peony wandered around in the Dragon Palace. In the middle of it, my eyes are overwhelmed and I am deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery. Unconsciously, Peony was pulled back to reality by the loud shouting and quarreling. I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy scolding a few shrimp soldiers and said, "You slave, believe it or not, I will chop you into shrimp paste." ”