Dianmo hugged the little phoenix bird and was about to jump down with her, but was swept back to its original position by a gust of wind.

Stopping the ink was a young man in a white satin robe, and the flying red cloak behind him was quite eye-catching, but what was even more eye-catching was his original body, the dragon body and phoenix wings, which had just appeared in a flash.

The young man stood beside Long Xiangyu with a cold expression, lowered his eyebrows, and said, "The dragon clan tribes don't dare to make much movement for the time being, but it's hard to guarantee that they don't have ambitions. Are you really going to stay on the sidelines and sit on the sidelines?"

Long Xiangyu glanced at the young man, his eyes were complicated, and his clear eyes were alienated: "They don't dare!"

"Lest someone deliberately instigate!" When the young man said this, he glanced at the place where Feng Qingling had just jumped, his eyes flickered, and an unknown love flashed, "You just watched her jump like this?"

"She didn't say anything to ask me to help!" Long Xiangyu said lightly.

"Do you still need her to speak at this time?!" The young man's voice was a little unsteady, clearly angry, but the next moment, he lowered his head again, and hid his feelings well.

Long Xiangyu's expression moved slightly, his cold eyes swept over the young man, his expression was majestic, making people dare not look directly, and even his voice was filled with ice slag: "You have overstepped!"

The young man's knees weakened, he knelt down, clenched his fists and lowered his eyebrows: "Erchen knows his mistake!"

"Let's go down!"

The boy came fast and walked fast.

Leng Qianhan looked at this qiē silently, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and didn't speak.

Dianmo was frightened by the content of their conversation, this young man, could it be the son of his sister and Lord Longjun? The young man looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his cultivation was very high, and he was very powerful at first glance.

"Are you all going, then I'll go!" a voice sounded with a playful voice.

Just a teenager left, and Bai Wan came again.

Bai Wan is also mysterious enough, she comes and goes without a trace, and Feng Qingling and Long Xiangyu don't care about her.

Bai Wan smiled evilly, looking at Long Xiangyu's eyes and even with contempt and provocation: "Coward!"

"What the girl said is biased!" Leng Qianhan smiled slightly and spoke for Long Xiangyu, "I objectively evaluate the dragon of Long Jun with the experience of opposing Lord Long Jun for tens of thousands of years, he is really not a coward!

Bai Wan sneered and said, "Hmph! Interesting! He is extremely heroic on the battlefield, but he is a coward on the love field, and he is self-contained and does not move forward an inch, which is also wonderful!"

Without giving them a chance to refute herself, Bai Wan jumped and jumped down. There's a great show waiting for her below, how could she miss it.

Leng Qianhan smiled and patted Long Xiangyu's shoulder, smiling proudly: "She's right!"

Long Xiangyu's face was already extremely dark, and his voice was extremely cold: "Let go of your hand!"

"Oh~" Leng Qianhan took away the hand that patted him on the shoulder, but he couldn't stop laughing, "Hahaha, I'm sorry! I forgot that we were enemies!"

The Demon Lord is not elegant at all! Dianmo looked at Leng Qianhan smiling happily there, and silently vomited in his heart. It's really because the Demon Lord at this time is really too different from usual, and he doesn't have a gentle temperament at all. Although he still smiles beautifully.