Chapter 1452: Feng Lianqing (1)

Chapter 1452, Feng Lianqing (1)
The wind nodded slightly, but she could not see Xiaoya, and her guilty conscience was always restless.
......
Somewhere in the mountains, the mountains are soaring and the atmosphere is strong.
Inside a deep pool, a black dragon hovered in the misty pool of spirits, and the whole dragon seemed to be very refreshing, and there were two small dragonflies on it to massage it.
"The feeling in my hometown is quite cool. The aura is much richer than the mainland of the moon. The only pity is that there is less Xiaojiujiu."
Well, if there is a small ninety-nine, it would be better...
Turbulent, the black dragon raised his head and looked at the sky not far away. Its eyes suddenly picked up, and a strange light flashed through his eyes.
"Just... is that the breath of the ninety-nine?"
His ninety-nine, has long been engraved in his memory, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can detect her existence.
Hey!
Suddenly, the black dragon leaped out of the deep pool, splashing water, he jumped into the void, surrounded by black fog, and the whole dragon was stretched in the black fog.
Gradually, in the dark fog, I walked out of a handsome young man.
The young boy is handsome and long, not long, and the white skin is reflected in the sunlight.
The two crickets had already bowed their heads, and they dared not look directly at the boy like the king of domineering. They even dared to look at him and kneel on the floor.
The young man's mouth rose and hung a touch of arc. He raised his hand, and the black robe not far away fell into his hand. After a while, he covered his body.
"I still don't get used to human clothes, but... If I don't wear clothes to look for ninety-nine, she will definitely break my blood."
It is just an aura of illusion, how can it be dressed as a human being to eat?
Thousands of years ago, every time he appeared in front of the ninety-nine, he would be violently pressed on the ground by her.
The more fierce the ninety-nine, the more he likes her...
"Compared to being a person, I always feel that being a dragon, or a dog's days are comfortable, some people are raising, there is no need to wear clothes so much trouble, more people are feeding, but no way, 99 is a person, if I don't become People, how come to pursue the qualifications of the ninety-nine?"
The black dragon turned to look at the maid who was kneeling on the ground. His eyebrows were proud and open, and he could not be seen.
"You go to clean up the king's cave. After a while, the ninety-nine will come back."
"Yes."
The maids bowed their heads and replied with respect and respect.
The black dragon’s gaze passed over the maids, turned, and went back to the front without looking back. The blink of an eye disappeared into the cloud...
......
at the same time.
Above the beast mountain range.
A fierce snoring came suddenly. Just as the wind looked like a moment, I saw a mighty lion rushing to the face. Zhang Da had a big mouth and wanted to bite.
The southern string was very cold, and it was about to shoot. A long arrow crossed the sky and slammed into the lion's head. The blood splattered and fell to the ground.
The wind is like a sigh: "Is the spirit beast here so cruel?"
There is no such thing as a lovely beast in the mainland.
Somehow, when I saw these beasts, she missed the snow wolf...
The wind looked up slowly, and looked in the direction of the long arrow. Suddenly, a handsome face like a knife fell into her eyes.
The man’s Tsing Yi is cool and heroic. He has a bow and arrow in his hand. His skin is like wheat and his lips are like a knife.
(End of this chapter)